Chapter 4 It Was Fortunate That Such a Cruel Lord Was His Guard
Soon, the fragrance of the rice porridge wafted out from the temple. Along with the fragrance of the rice porridge and the smell of medicine, Tang Yue stuck his head out and looked into the medicine jar. He could not find anything.
However, he was sure that the man was sick. After entering the door, the person in the sedan chair did not say a word. He did not even move. It was unknown whether he was awake or unconscious.
“young master, take the medicine first.” The strong man poured the medicine into the silver bowl and carefully knelt outside the sedan chair.
Tang Yue secretly clicked his tongue. What kind of background did this group of people have? They actually brought a silver bowl with them when they went out. When he glanced at the bed that had been prepared, Tang Yue was even more envious.
The hay was spread out, the mat was covered, the thick blanket was covered, and there was even a plain blanket. There was a jade pillow placed at the head of the bed. Compared to them, his side was simply too horrible to look at.
At this moment, a hand lifted a corner of the curtain and took the bowl of medicine. He did not know if it was because the hand was too tempting, but Tang Yue blurted out, “Before drinking the medicine, you should eat something to fill your stomach.”
The muscular man stared at him with his tiger eyes, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face. “young dandy knows medicine?”
“Ahem... a little bit.” Tang Yue did not dare to be arrogant. He was a surgeon, and he learned western medicine. Although he had come into contact with medicine, he only knew a thing or two.
Moreover, he did not have any medicine or tools. Even if he knew the patient's condition, he would not be able to do anything about it.
The burly man looked at his age and shook his head regretfully. Clearly, he took Tang Yue's modest words for real. They had found countless doctors along the way. No matter what, he was still stronger than young dandy. freewebn(o)vel
However, he still listened to Tang Yue's words and got someone to bring a bowl of porridge over.
The person in the sedan chair did not show up from the beginning until the end. Tang Yue's gaze always inadvertently fell on that hand. His fingers were long and slender, his fingers were full, his nails were smooth and clean, but they lacked some color.
Tang Yue reached his hand in front of his eyes and poked at the calluses on his palm. He muttered, “When laozi takes care of it, it will also look so good.”
Tang Yue was already tired. He held his eyelids to keep himself awake. He wanted to see what the person in the sedan looked like.
The bed over there had already been made up. Why was this man still hiding in the sedan chair and not coming out? Tang Yue leaned his back against the wet wall, his head moving bit by bit.
“They are chasing us!” A panicked cry woke Tang Yue up. He opened his eyes blankly and saw the group of people pulling out their swords and swords to block in front of the sedan chair.
Tang Yue thought in a daze, “You guys are shooting a movie?
A pair of dry and rough hands patted his face and Shan said anxiously, “young master, get up quickly. We need to run faster.”
“What's going on?” Tang Yue used his cold hands to rub his face. He saw a group of men in black blocking the door.
He opened his mouth wide and widened his eyes. He looked around and then looked over. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He could not even sleep peacefully. He had to be dragged into a group fight. Where were the police? Quick, stop this mob!
“We can't leave.” Even he found out that the group of men in black had surrounded the temple.
The atmosphere was a little tense. Shan tried his best to block Tang Yue's skinny body. The men who lived under the same roof as them also tried their best to protect the sedan chair.
They were a group of good people who were loyal to their masters! Tang Yue secretly sighed with emotion.
It was probably because these people did not chase them out after coming in that Tang Yue had a good impression of them. Seeing that they were in trouble, he naturally thought that those black-clothed people outside were the bad guys.
Moreover, their entire bodies were wrapped up in darkness, like a Black Widow. One look and one could tell that they were not good things.
The two sides quickly started fighting. Tang Yue had also participated in one or two fights when he was young and full of vigor. However, they were all fighting and kicking. They did not fight like this.
He was more familiar with the sound of the knife cutting through the skin and into the flesh than anyone else. He saw the scene of blood splashing everywhere every day. Tang Yue was a medical student after all. Seeing such a bloody scene, not only did he not feel disgusted, he was also in the mood to study which organ was stabbed by the sword and how to fix it. The artery that was cut by the knife, how long could he live? free(w)ebnovelcontemporary romance
Soon, someone fell down. The smell of blood came from the wind. After a long time, even though Tang Yue was used to seeing life and death, and he was used to cutting dead bodies, he was still suffocated by the smell.
The number of people on both sides was decreasing. Tang Yue judged that the palanquin man's side had a higher chance of winning. This group of guards did not lose even if they fought against three of them. They were truly experts.
He was thinking about a problem. Should he go up and help?
The identity of this sedan man was obviously not ordinary. If he could take the initiative to help, he might be able to hold a thick thigh. He had just arrived here, so having a backer would make him feel more at ease.
However, his small arms and legs were probably not enough for the other party to cut them off. If he did not help and instead lost his life, then it would not be worth it.
He gently pushed down the mountain and asked in a low voice, “Grandpa Shan, how is your martial arts?” The old man looked like he was about to die. However, he was able to pick him up by himself. He must have some ability, right?
“young master, you can't do it. Just call me Slave Mountain.”
“Whatever. Do you think you can beat them or not?”
“young master, do you want to help?”
“It's not me, it's you! Can you do it? ” If you can't do it, then let's continue hiding and find an opportunity to escape. ” We'll prioritize our own safety.
“Which side do you want to help?”
Before Tang Yue could answer, a man in black was kicked away and landed right in front of them. The man hit a fish on the ground. He stood up and saw the two men hiding in the corner. He slashed at them without hesitation.
Tang Yue cursed. “F * ck! “What's wrong with you? “Can't you see we're not on the same team?”
Shan, who was standing in front of him, suddenly jumped up and kicked the knife. Then, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the man's neck. With a cracking sound, the man's head fell to the ground.
Tang Yue subconsciously touched his neck and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He gave a thumbs up and praised, “Grandpa Shan, good job!”
It was fortunate that such a brutal grandpa was his guard!
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