Dao fellow initiates

Chapter 130 Only Worth It

Taking the four packs of medicine that Liang Mu had packed for him, Yang Mu took Liu Qingge and left. Before leaving, he also thanked Liang Mu repeatedly. This time it was really thanks to this kind-hearted girl.

Outside the Yang'an Hall, Rhubarb was gnawing on a meaty bone that he didn't know where to get, his ears twitched slightly, and when he heard footsteps, he quickly threw the meaty bone into a corner and hid it.

Seeing that it was indeed Yang Mu, Rhubarb rushed up to greet him, crying, "Boss, you're finally out, you're starving me to death, don't forget to get me some food when you go back." Delicious!"

Looking at the dog with the foam on the corner of its mouth, Yang Mu wanted to go up and give it a kick. He hadn't returned for a day, and he didn't know what was going on with Ji Wuba, but he should be patient and wouldn't run around. .

When Yang Mu returned to Liu's house with Liu Qingge on his back, Ji Wuba had been waiting at the door for a long time. It didn't know when Yang Mu would come back, but it was just waiting outside the door when night fell.

After Yang Mu put Liu Qingge in place, he suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion. Too many things happened today, and it was Liu's mansion again, and he almost had a conflict with Doctor Liang. Keeping an eye on the door, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

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The next day, Yang Mu woke up early, and when he went to Liu Qingge's room, he found that he hadn't woken up yet, but his improvement seemed to be much better than yesterday, and his breath was even and slow, almost the same as usual.

"Phew, it's really professional and reliable!" Yang Mu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time regretted his recklessness.

After a while, with a coughing sound, Liu Qingge woke up from the coma, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Yang..."

"Do you know that you almost died, if it wasn't for me...forget it, it's fine!"

Yang Mu hurriedly changed the subject: "How do you feel now, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Liu Qingge slowly sat up from the bed, took a few deep breaths, found that there was nothing uncomfortable, suddenly widened his eyes, and asked, "Brother Yang, how long have I been in a coma?"

"Not long ago, it was only one day and one night. Yesterday I brought you seriously injured from outside Liu's residence to the Yang'an Hall for treatment. Dr. Liang from the Yang'an Hall wonderfully rejuvenated and said that you will be fine today. I didn't expect it to be so miraculous." Yang Mu said succinctly. The ins and outs of the matter told him.

Liu Qingge's delicate eyebrows frowned, and he said in doubt: "I know that Yang'an Hall is very famous in the capital, but I never imagined that its medical skills are really so good, and there are indeed many people worthy of its reputation!"

As a person from the capital city, he had heard of Yang'an Hall, but he had never been to it. He usually had some minor illnesses and passed them after suffering, and he really didn't have spare money to treat them.

Only he knew how many injuries he had suffered. At that time, he felt that his lungs were burning with pain, almost exploding. Even breathing was very painful, and he could clearly feel his broken ribs. Unexpectedly, it was only a day. The body is already more than half healed, almost fully healed.

At least he didn't feel any discomfort himself. If there was any, he just felt weak all over. In his opinion, it might have something to do with not eating for a day!

After all, he is not a warrior, he is just a weak scholar!

"Brother Liu, take a good rest, I'll prepare breakfast for you."

He just woke up, Yang Mu knew he was fine, so he stopped bothering him.

Whether it’s fast or slow, within a quarter of an hour, Yang Mu came in from outside the Liu residence carrying steamed buns and meat porridge. It’s not that he doesn’t know how to cook, on the contrary, he’s doing pretty well. The most things in the Liu residence are rice noodles, cabbage and the like, which will not help Liu Qingge recover.

However, as soon as Yang Mu stepped into the door, he found Liu Qingge holding a small bench, sitting among the weeds taller than others, his eyes were blank thinking about something.

After moving the wooden table out of the house and placing it in front of the two of them, Yang Mu couldn't help sighing when he realized that Liu Qingge hadn't recovered.

He didn't know what happened to Liu Qingge in Liu's residence, but looking at his situation, he knew that the result was not good, otherwise he would not have been severely injured and thrown out. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, he could only speak quietly wait.

I don't know how long it took before Liu Qingge sighed sadly: "Brother Yang, I used to think that all things are inferior and only studies are high, but my life seems to be like playing a joke on me.

I have been talented since I was young, and I have read a lot of poetry and books. I thought I would be able to develop my ambitions in the future, but I never thought that my parents would die early.

Even so, I have never given up. I believe that with my talents, I will be able to achieve something in the future. Even if I can't worship the prime minister, I can still stay with my beloved forever.

Hehe, why, why can't I even meet this requirement, reading is useless, reading is useless?Ha ha ha, nothing is a scholar, nothing is a scholar! "

Speaking of this moment, Liu Qingge couldn't help weeping up to the sky, crying endlessly. What he has always insisted on and believed in is nothing but bullshit in this world. He can't own anything, and can't protect anything.

Yang Mu didn't know how to comfort the other party, he had heard the general idea from Liu Qingge's mouth, it was obvious that Liu Jinwen didn't like Liu Qingge, even though he might be the top student in high school, but in front of a third-rank official, he was still not good enough.

In this world, martial arts are respected, and martial arts are respected. If you have the strength, kill the palace, behead the emperor and replace him, no one will dare to stand up and say no, because those who dare to stand up are already dead. If you don't have the strength, even if you ascend to the position of Ninth Five-Year Supreme, you will not be able to hold on to the position that should not belong to you.

As the saying goes, there are no taboos for martial artists, and there are no taboos in this world.

As for a scholar like Liu Qingge, no matter how talented he is, what's the use of it? It's nothing more than writing a few poems for fun in the warrior's spare time.

However, Yang Mu couldn't express such a cruel reality.

Liu Qingge's two lines of tears slid down, and he choked up to prevent himself from crying, but the sadness in his heart became deeper and deeper. When he was unconscious, the scenes in the Liu Mansion kept playing back in his dream, making him experience despair again and again. .

When you wake up, the reality is still the reality, but the dream is not a dream.

Yang Mu looked at Liu Qingge's figure quietly, and suddenly there was a sway, like ripples on the water waves, which scattered his figure, and when the ripples calmed down, the phantom in front of him turned into the shadow of another person. A boy who was wrapped in a quilt and leaning against the corner alone, with long bangs on his forehead covering his face, staring alone in a dark room. At that time, his eyes were very similar to Liu Qingge at this moment. The only difference was, It is the tear stains that have dried up.

Trembling all over, Yang Mu woke up instantly, the phantom in front of him disappeared, and Liu Qingge's figure was reflected, and everything returned to calm.

"Huh, hell!" Yang Mu laughed at himself, unable to bear Liu Qingge's depression from now on, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Brother Liu, brother, I don't say anything to persuade you to let go, I just ask, you are afraid of death ?"

Liu Qingge stared back at him in a daze, his eyes were filled with depression, and he said with a sad smile, "Brother Yang, what do you mean?"

call!

Yang Muchang took a breath and said: "Don't be afraid of death, you and I will go to snatch the bride in the future, isn't the daughter of the Liu family also in love with you, at worst, I will snatch it for you, and then you go away and ignore the disputes here ,how?"

"Brother Yang, you..." Liu Qingge, who is deeply influenced by poetry and etiquette, has never had such rebellious thoughts. Hearing Yang Mu talk about it today, he first thought it was absurd, and then he figured it out. He didn't understand that although the two of them had gotten along very well this month, as if they were confidants, he still didn't expect Yang Muken to do such a thing for him.

Yes, he said it lightly, at the feet of the emperor, the current imperial examinations, snatching the wedding sedan chair of a third-rank official is almost the same as courting death. Liu Qingge doesn't think Yang Mu can succeed, but he is still willing to do it for himself. This kind of deep friendship , he is hard to report in this life.

Yang Mu is not a fool, so he naturally understands the danger, but he knows that some things must be done, otherwise he will regret it for the rest of his life. In his eyes, only "worth it"!