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"Dalang, it's time to take medicine..."

A charming voice came into his ears, and Zhang Zhengdao, who was lying on the bed, was so frightened that he suddenly opened his eyes.

When you enter, you see a pretty face full of sadness, holding a porcelain bowl and staring at yourself.

"Dalang, are you awake? It's time to take medicine." The woman's pretty face showed some joy and she said softly.

"Dalang?"

"Take medicine?"

Zhang Zhengdao felt as if his head was exploding and the pain was heartbreaking.

"Could this woman want to poison her husband?" Zhang Zhengdao secretly suspected.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, unable to move, and couldn't see clearly the appearance of his body, and he was quite anxious.

Is this beautiful woman in front of me the golden lotus?

Who are you?

"Uh..." I wanted to speak, but I was too weak to make a sound. In desperation, I could only moan twice.

The woman's pretty face was full of melancholy, and Liuye frowned slightly, then put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, stretched out a pair of delicate hands, and helped him sit up.

Fighting back his headache, Zhang Zhengdao carefully looked at the beauty in front of him.

I saw her, her eyebrows were like willow leaves in early spring, her face was like peach blossoms in March, her appearance was very charming, she was in her early twenties, no, she seemed to be in her early seventeen or eighteen.

This damn headache made him a little dizzy, and his eyes couldn't see very clearly. He could only see roughly.

"Da Lang, the doctor said that you will get better after drinking this medicine." The beautiful woman picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, held a spoon in one hand, and scooped out a spoonful from the bowl.

He gently placed a spoonful of dark soup on his delicate lips, blew on it, and then placed it on Zhang Zhengdao’s mouth.

With a slender hand raised, the black liquid was poured into Zhang Zhengdao's mouth.

What a fucking pain!

Zhang Zhengdao cursed secretly, but for a moment, he desperately used his tongue to push the soup out of his mouth.

"Da Lang, be obedient. Just drink the medicine and you'll be fine." The woman saw some of the medicine spilling from the corner of his mouth, so she picked up the handkerchief on the table and wiped his mouth.

Then, another spoonful of soup was poured into Zhang Zhengdao's mouth.

I hate that I can't move, I can only watch a bowl of dark liquid medicine being put into my mouth.

Then, the woman laid him down and covered him with two thick quilts, which made him feel suffocated.

"The doctor also said, teach me to sweat with you, it will heal faster." After the woman finished speaking, she held the bowl and left lightly.

Zhang Zhengdao was lying on the bed, feeling a burning pain in his heart, as if something was biting his internal organs.

"Oh my god, you really dare to poison your husband, aren't you afraid that my brother Wu Er will take revenge on me and kill you?" Zhang Zhengdao was still cursing in his heart.

This situation, coupled with the behavior of the beautiful lady just now, made him think more.

At this moment, my stomach was turbulent, as if there was a knife in it, and the pain was unbearable.

Zhang Zhengdao hunched over, feeling that his stomach and intestines were bursting, and he was in unspeakable pain.

After moaning twice in pain, Zhang Zhengdao felt his abdomen tighten, and then he couldn't help but fart twice, and a feeling of relief suddenly surged throughout his body.

However, suddenly, Zhang Zhengdao was stunned.

Straight bitch, it turns out that not every fart is safe. Don’t believe every fart when you have cramps in your abdomen.

A stench filled the air, but Zhang Zhengdao did not dare to move.

You can't move. If you move again, you'll leak.

Zhang Zhengdao wants to cry but has no tears. God, this thief, are you kidding me?

Where is this place? Why should he lie here and suffer?

"Dalang, are you feeling better?"

Outside the house, an old voice came.

"Uncle Zhang, Dalang just drank the medicine and fell asleep now." The woman's voice was still charming.

Uncle Zhang said "Oh", and then sighed: "You said that our grown-up man is so gentle and gentle, why would he have a dispute with that boy from the Wang family?"

"It was just an argument, and he started to fight. He was beaten by that bastard boy from the Wang family and was knocked unconscious on the spot. It is said that when he was carried back to the house, the old man was so angry that he fainted and kept muttering that he wanted to expel Da Lang from the house.

." Uncle Zhang rambled.

"Besides, although the Wang family has lost its master and only orphans and widows are left, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. How can it be easily provoked by our family?" Uncle Zhang sighed again, and then his voice gradually faded.

Xiao Xiao could only hear the last sentence clearly: "I'm afraid Da Lang will break the truth this time."

Zhang Zhengdao was lying on the bed, not knowing why.

At this moment, the pain on his body gradually disappeared, and his limbs began to feel. After a while of relief, he raised his upper body and lifted off the brocade quilt that was pressing on him.

It’s a big sigh of relief.

It's just that my pants are wet, so I have to change them quickly, otherwise if someone finds out, I'm afraid I'll be looking for a piece of tofu again and get hit and killed.

He lifted one leg and got out of bed. Maybe he had been lying on the bed for a long time, and his body bones were still a little weak. His feet were sore and weak, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Zhang Zhengdao lay on the ground and raised his head to look at this antique room. The first thing that caught his eye was the huge Eight Immortals table, placed in the center. The sides of the table were decorated with flowers, birds, insects and fish. It was gorgeous and thick. There were four other tables.

Round chairs and stools are placed on the four sides.

Zhang Zhengdao calmed down, and after regaining some strength, he became afraid, holding on to the Eight Immortals Table, and stood firm.

Putting his hand on his forehead and rubbing his temples, Zhang Zhengdao finally woke up and saw the things in front of him clearly.

In the spacious and bright room, there is also a black lacquered bed with a golden door, a large red rimmed gold curtain, and neatly furnished furnishings.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Zhang Zhengdao thought for a moment, then remembered that there was something unbearable in his trousers, so he used his hands that regained his strength to untie the unique ancient clothes, and then quickly took off the smelly trousers.

Disgusting crotchless single-leg pants.

After wiping his body with the clean part of his pants, Zhang Zhengdao walked around the house naked, but could not find any clothes that could be changed.

In the past few days, he had been lying on the bed, confused and unaware of where he was. He only vaguely remembered that a woman kept feeding him the bitter soup.

"Where am I?" Zhang Zhengdao stood in the room and muttered to himself.

"I don't know if Dalang has woken up, but Zhu Mazi came to the door again."

Just at this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a graceful figure froze at the door. A pair of beautiful eyes stared directly between Zhang Zhengdao's legs, looking a little overwhelmed. It was the man who had just given him the blow.

The charming beauty he drugged.

"Why don't you know how to knock on the door?"

After Zhang Zhengdao grunted, he immediately covered his face with his hands. Then he reacted, quickly switched, covered his lower body with his hands, and shouted: "What are you looking at? Why don't you get some pants?" <

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"Oops!" The woman woke up suddenly, screamed, ran away, and disappeared outside the door.