Chapter 174 The Arrival of the Medicine King 3

In the afternoon, Mrs. Song and others came back after seeing off their relatives, and called Si Yu to the main hall to talk.

Si Yu helped the Song family a lot today, and the Song family was very grateful to him. They originally regarded him as half of the Song family, but now they can't wait to ask Si Yu to enter the Song family tree.

At night, Song Zhao thought that fighting on the battlefield was very dangerous, and the powerful minister must have suffered a lot of injuries.

Specially made healing medicines, put them in a basket, and sent them to the Star Picking Tower.

Si Yu became the governor, and Di Que was able to show himself in front of others.

At this time, he was standing upright in front of the door pavilion of the Star Reaching Tower, defending it.

Seeing Song Zhao approaching, he said vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Song Zhao knew that this was a private soldier raised by the powerful minister, raised the basket in his hand, and said kindly, "I'll deliver the medicine to the fourth brother."

Di Zi became more vigilant.

He stepped forward with a stiff face, inspecting the contents of the basket as if facing an enemy.

After making sure that there were harmless medicines inside, Song Zhao was let in.

Song Zhao touched his nose, and the soldiers brought out by the powerful minister were indeed very alert.

The attic bedroom door was open.

Si Yu was taking off his coat, when Song Zhaohuan came in joyfully, and said as if offering a treasure, "Fourth brother, let me bring you healing medicine? Do you have any wounds on your body?"

Si Yu raised his eyebrows.

Caressing his waist with his fingers, he lazily tore off the gold and jade belt, and hung it around Song Zhao's neck.

"Fourth brother, why did you give me the belt? Do you want to hang me?"

Song Zhao retreated in horror.

"Where are you thinking?" Si Yu was angry and funny, stepped forward and patted her on the head lightly, "Forget what I said before?"

Song Zhao scratched his head.

His chin was suddenly raised, and Si Yu approached her ear, laughing in a low voice, "Lord Governor, it belongs to Ah Zhao."

Song Zhao held the belt in his hand.

This is a medal that symbolizes the high authority of the second-rank governor, and it is a priceless treasure.

Your lord is really generous.

"What are you doing in a daze? Didn't you want to give me medicine?"

In a daze, Si Yu had already taken off his shirt, leaning on the bench, so that he could speak leisurely.

The young man was bare-chested, with hideous wounds covering his shoulders and back, which was shocking.

Song Zhao's eyelids twitched, he didn't care about being shy, ran up and took out the prepared ointment.

Still worrying in his mouth, "The battlefield is dangerous, the fourth brother almost died, he must be very scared."

The lights flickered.

The little girl's Yingbai face was full of worry, and there was a sense of amazement that dazzled her.

As he watched, his thin lips curved slightly, "It's natural to be afraid."

Just thinking about it.

The little lady of the Song family was still waiting for him to come back, so she couldn't care about anything.

Song Zhao dug out the ointment and rubbed it on his wound little by little.

The distance was very close, and I could smell the sweet fragrance of the girl again.

Can kill him.

"Fourth brother, if you are in pain, tell me, and I will take it easy." Song Zhao moved very carefully, and felt sorry for his demeanor.

The ointment was cool, and the girl's tender fingers slid on the skin, inexplicably ignited a fire-like touch.

It's the age of passion, who can stand it?

The young man's eyes darkened a bit quietly, he grabbed Song Zhao's wrist, squeezed it unhurriedly, the breathing between his thin lips sank a bit,

"Don't touch it, brother will die if you touch it again."

Thousands of Huns on the battlefield failed to kill him.

The soft little lady Song in front of her easily grasped his lifeline.

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The master of the door, Fei Ge, wrote a letter saying that the medicine king arrived in Beijing the day before Song Jingxian's treatment, and he was resting in Lingyun Villa at this time.