The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

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Looking at Bei Yehan and Sheng Chuxin, a table had already been set up, full of hot dishes, and Ji Zishuo's eyes were almost fixed on it.

"Brother, they can really do it!"

Grinding his teeth while gnawing hard-to-swallow dry food, he said.

"Um?"

Song Bo turned his head to look at him, although he was also a little uncomfortable, but he was used to hiding, so he would not show it.

"Zi Shuo, I don't care if you are angry, but don't reveal too much. Now is the time for us to take advantage of Bei Yehan and others."

If something bad happens, it depends on how he will go back and explain to the dean.

"Well."

Gazi Shuo was so scolded that he choked, gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

He just couldn't understand Sheng Chuxin's style of work. Could it be that a large group of them would send the three of them to eat? They didn't even send someone to call them.

"Brother is right, it's Zi Shuo's fault."

He admitted his mistake and admitted that he shouldn't have acted impulsively at this time.

"Now that the elders and the others are nearby, Beiyehan and the others will never be able to run away. So what can we do if we let them be proud for a while? Don't try to be quick for a while." Song Bo said again.

"Don't think that the elders are just staring at Beiyehan and the others. If we annoy them, they still won't betray our affection. You must know that in Zhuofu Academy, there is no such word as emotion. The presence."

"I see."

Gazi Shuo settled his mind and responded.

The word "feeling" has long been discarded by him, so how could it still exist?

"Brother, do we want to record Kangyi for them?" he asked.

Hearing this, Song Bo was taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, "You wait here after nightfall, and I will ask the elders what to do. The matter of health care records is related to the college, and it is not up to you and me to decide. "

"good."

The verse Zi Shuo responded.

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"Come on, come on, this is delicious, Chuxin, eat more to nourish your body."

Ming Bufan held a plate and handed it to Sheng Chuxin. It was Sheng Chuxin's favorite cold shrimp, and each one was full of spiritual power.

"It's better to follow you. There are so many delicacies that you can't eat even if you want to eat them on weekdays."

"Okay, let's eat quickly. After eating, sleep well. There's nothing to do these few days. Go into the illusion to practice and practice hard." Sheng Chuxin reached out for a cold shrimp and said while peeling the shell.

After finishing speaking, she gave Ming Bufan a stare.

"Especially you!"

Fate is extraordinary: "..."

Putting the chicken leg held by the chopsticks in his hand into his bowl, he raised his empty finger and pointed at himself.

"Why is it me again? How can I offend you?"

Why do you have to mention him in particular? Could it be that his cultivation is not good enough to hold them back? Nope.

"Of course it's you, life is extraordinary, when you were fighting, the one who was lazy wasn't you?" Qiongqi glanced at him and said lightly.

"That's right, life is extraordinary, you should be more down-to-earth and practice hard these few days." Qionglu also said.

"If you don't work hard, you will not even be able to keep up with your own apprentice." Qionghao added even more unceremonious insults.

Xing Liaomu's hard work is obvious to all, and the progress is really great, but looking at the master Ming Bufan, sometimes they really feel sorry for Xing Liaomu, why did they have such a master.

I don't know if Ming Bufan has the face to say that he is Xing Liaomu's master when he walks out.