Chapter 178: The ancestral formula, not spread

Moro?

Who is it?

Ji Yunshu's eyebrows were wrinkled, the pain on his face struck again, and the hand in the bed was raised again, ready to touch his face.

Then, he was held by Moro and put into the bed.

"The pain is certain, but don't touch it, the medicine on your face, the silver can't be bought, it's priceless."

“Well?”

"Abandonment formula, not spread."

Audably face!

Ji Yun so painfully bit his lip, his head was still a little dizzy, and he asked, “Have I slept for a long time?”

He replied, “It will be a day soon!”

One day?

It’s been a long time since I got the drug woke up.

She held her body, remembered her body, and asked, “Who are you?”I'm not... not . . .

Without finishing, I was interrupted.

“Don’t move!”

Moro suddenly leaned over, and the peach face leaned forward in front of her and suddenly enlarged.

The line of sight became more and more clear, Ji Yunshu saw the handsome face, with a full angime, saw his thin eyebrows, picked a few up.

At this point, Ji Yun Shu instinctively shrank his body and went over his face.

Moro's mouth hooked, reached out to her sharp and thin chin, said, "Indeed, it is a beautiful embryo, it is no wonder that the boy is fascinated by you!"

The scene, that boy?

Oh my god, who are you!

So impudent?

However, Ji Yunshu was surprised that he was still a man's bun.

However, it is also not surprising to know that she is a woman.

She looked away from the side, still trying to hold her body, but then a moment later, her shoulders were held back.

"Why, you woman, are so disobedient, you can't move."

"I want to get up."

Moro frowned, really take her can not do, had to loose her shoulders, take the initiative to help her up.

The sight in front of him became more and more clear, and Ji Yunshu found that it was in his own house.

She also saw Moro standing in front of her, a white robe, with a simple gray neck around her neck, looking like a Confucian book student and counselor.

But those eyes clearly betrayed him.

This guy, peach blossoms!

"Why am I here?Who are you?What about the defense?What about the prince?I heard their voices, and the charms...”

“Wait!”Moo raised his hand and stopped her, "Beauty, you ask so much at once, I can't answer, I only rule the wound, no matter the trace."

“...”

Moro took a piece of a piece of paper and wiped his hand, went to the table, packed up his needle bag, and turned his back on her.

"During this time, the wound on the face must not blow, in short, if you want to leave scars, remember my nine words, avoid eating, avoid the wind and rain, do not touch."

But -

Although Ji Yunshu did not understand the treatment of the big injury, the wound on her face was bottomless in her heart.

Smiling bitterly, "Can't cure, the wound is wounded by the silver krypton, the wound is injured to the bone, the so-called flesh and bone are connected, once the bone is worn by silverware, the skin, it will leave scars."

“Girls know medicine!”

“I don’t understand!”

Mo Ru has already packed up the things on his hands, turned his head and Ji Yunshu very seriously said, "Perhaps for the gang of quack doctors, your injury, it is really not good to cure, maybe you have to wear a mask to live in your life, but in the past, you met me, then your face injury, I will ensure that you will recover within a month."

What a great tone!

Even if it is in modern times, there is no doctor who can guarantee that it will be completely safe within a month!

Seeing that Ji Yunshu is still half-doubt, Mo Ruo's lips, "This god doctor has not shot and saved people in a year, if not this time to see the face of the scenery, this will be, I am also in the north of Yangcheng, watching the singing and dancing conference."

“...”

Ji Yunshu did not know what he was talking about, and he did not answer!

There was a man at the door, in a hurry.

“Shut up.”

The voice of the guard passed from the door to the bed, and she took her hand, rubbing her heart-wrenching eyes and looking at her tightly.

“Scully, are you still in pain?”

“It doesn’t hurt.”

"Luckily, you're okay."

“Winter, did you find me?”

The guard nodded, "I said, if you hear the bell on Shur's feet, I'll find you."

Ji Yunshu smiled, fortunately, Wei Yi really heard the bell, otherwise, she probably had already been buried in the sea of fire.

She asked, “How did you find the basement?”

"It was a big fire, they all pulled me out, but I heard Shuer your bell, know that Shuer must be in the house, and then my brother seems to be mad, and he is looking for you everywhere, but the fire is so big, I was pulled out, but my brother refused to leave, I waited outside for a long time, my brother hugged you out, my brother is so powerful, he really found Shuer you."

A look of admiring face!

Ji Yunshu's heart trembled, "Then, where is the brother?"

"I can't say."The guard covered his mouth.

Ji Yunshu wondered, “Why can’t you say it?”

“Because...”

Before he had finished, the collar was led up by Moro, who dragged him back like a chick.

He took a few steps to stand up, staring at him with an angry face.

Displeased, “Why did you hit me?”

As if nothing had happened, Moro put his hands on it, “Which eye do you see me beating you?”

"I see both eyes."

"Shit, talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, my mother said, lying is not good, you just hit me."

“Fuck off!”Morse was blue with a blue face.

At the next moment, the defender put a hand over his nose, a hand fanned, made a look of disgust, and said, "It's stinky."

Hip-

Moro the whole person is not good, the nose smokes, and then look at Ji Yunshu, a strange face and ask, "Where did you pick this thing?"

A very damaged mouth!

There is a comparison with the scene.

Ji Yunshu ignored his words and once again clicked on the question, “Where is the king of Rong?”

Moo replied, “Busy!”

“The disappearance?”

"You still have to take care of the wound first, the things around you, don't worry about it, a beauty like you, ruined, but unfortunately, remember, rest well."

“That...”

The word is not finished yet.Moro took the guard out.

Outside the yard, they vaguely heard them arguing outside the door.

When were these two people together?

And the geek that came from, Moro, from where did he come from?

She got out of bed, put on a thin dress, went to the mirror and slowly sat down, sideways across her face, clearly saw the scar on her face.

At the wound, there was some transparent ointment, and the light was covered.

The pain was still for a while, she wanted to reach out to scratch, touch, think of the three taboos that Mo Ruo said, or endure.