"you……"

"What are you?" She was unhappy and pointed at the two injured legs. "If you don't plan to let go of the person who hurts you, you are not qualified to blame me. The evil people have always been punished. If they don't harm me, how could the evil consequences come today?"

No one has ever spoken to him like this, without servility, or politeness or respect. She has her own ideas and will boldly question his words. Almost she will retort whenever he says something.

Looking at her pouting and angry look, the man smiled instead of anger and curled his lips, looked at the stream that could already be seen, and asked her, "Are you still leaving?"

Feng Yuheng sat on the ground, "I won't leave anymore, I'm tired."

The two of them sat on the ground, watching the fire in the corpse pit gradually gathered, and they thought the corpse was about to burn out.

At this time, two figures appeared in the crack of the mountain where the two of them were just living, as if they were looking for something.

Feng Yuheng stood up, Shui Liang's agile eyes flashed for a while, and then looked at the people around him, "Hey, are you looking for you?"

The man asked back, "Why can't you look for you?"

"How is that possible?" Feng Yuheng's expression became a little erratic due to thinking. "My mother can't get sick. My brother is only six years old. Others in the village either want to harm us or avoid it."

She pointed to the two figures, raised her eyebrows, raised her pink lips, and even her small nose was slightly raised, revealing an indescribable cleverness. "I went to the cracks of the mountain, so I must know where you are."

The man raised his eyes lazily and looked at Feng Yuheng's naughty and a little clever look. This girl is very interesting. Yes, very interesting.

Retracting his thoughts, he gently raised his right hand, put his index finger and thumb on his lips and whistled. With a strong blow, the two of them came to this place.

He was a young man and an old man over fifty years old. The old man was carrying a medicine box and should be a doctor.

The young man was dressed in black, neatly without any decoration, with a sword around his waist, and obviously dressed in a guard. After seeing the man in brocade robe, he was obviously relieved, "I can't find my master just now, and I thought something was wrong." After saying that, he reached out and pushed the old man who was breathing beside him: "This is the doctor I came to from the capital city, let him see the master's injury."

The man in brocade nodded and glanced at the doctor: "I'm working."

The old man wiped his sweat and said, "I dare not, don't dare", and hurried forward to check his injuries.

The guard then turned his eyes to Feng Yuheng, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"A firebringer." This was answered by the man in brocade robes for her.

Feng Yuheng raised his eyebrows: "Which eye did you see that I was setting the fire?"

"I saw both eyes."

"This young man." The old man spoke, "Your kneecap is broken."

In one sentence, it attracted several people to look at those legs.

The man in brocade nodded, "I know, can he be able to connect his bones?"

The old man hesitated for a moment and then replied: "It's OK, but the huge pain caused by bone cleavage is something that ordinary people can't stand! I'm..." He glanced at the guard, "I was caught by this guy on the way to the clinic. There are only a few commonly used medicinal herbs in the medicine box, and there is no Mafei San!"

"It will hurt so much without anesthetics." Feng Yuheng said coldly.

The old man agreed very much: "And not only do you have to tie the bones, but you have to scrape the rotten flesh on your knees first. I saw that the wound was swollen, I was afraid... Oh, in this wilderness, if you don't let this guy carry you on your back, follow me back to the Fucheng Hospital."

"No." The man in the brocade robe refused very simply, "Just treat it here."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, there is no Ma Fei San, I dare not treat such injuries."
Chapter completed!