Chapter 11: The Recreation During Treatment

Wake up the next day, the rain playing plantain, drops of rain, let her still muddled by the HunHunHunDun.

Ben is sleepy eyes, looked out the window, sleep is gone.

I saw Wei Jie is a one-handed umbrella, standing outside the window, holding hands to catch the rain.

His forehead was still a little red and swollen, but the peach-blossom eye had come back to its full appearance.

Such looks, beautiful and charming, as expected, a disastrous country can be matched.

As if he felt her gaze, he turned his head to meet her eyes, lifting his lips and smiling.

The tenderness between the eyebrows, like a very good jade immersed in warm water, the end of a Shui Run, a round WenRun.

The hand under the quilt light twist leg between the fine meat, let her soul back, she sighed tone, just want to say a demon.

"Yesterday... Girl Le, did you sleep well?" He looked at her intently, his voice soft, his eyes affectionate.

"Very good." Although the moment picturesque, but she did not want to have too much entanglement with him, the language is also cold.

"After you have had breakfast, come to Zimmercourt." He held the umbrella in one hand, the other hand behind him, slowly left, leaving her alone silent.

He... What do you want to do?

After breakfast, Zhai Moge came to see Wei Jie Fuqin, he was put into the Jane, she did not want to disturb his ya xing.

Simply find a still far away from the corner, moved a Hu chair to sit down.

When the music stopped, he looked up at her. "Yesterday, the musicians were very good at medicine. I this eyebrow eye see of open some, but do not know, today this appearance can restore as usual?"

This guy, facing the water, had always cared about his appearance.

"Well, if fine fragrant moxibustion, I am afraid it will be better faster."

She opened the medicine box, took out the gold needle, Jie Xiang moxibustion medicine for Wei Jie up.

Perhaps the treatment was a little boring, but he laughed abruptly, provoking her to move. "Girl, this rainy day is the most tiring. How about finding some games to refresh yourself?"

The game?

The first time this guy saw her, he poured wine all over her.

And then he grabbed her by the neck in a private place and threatened her not to reveal his secret.

Last night, the blood was sprayed on the body, without blinking an eye.

She dared not get too close to him.

"How? Will not my healer ease my heart and clear my mind? I heard this refreshing, natural medicine to cure. Is it true?" He cocked his head, that warm smile, it is to give people a stranger on the person like jade, the son of a peerless illusion.

Only this childe, rather too belly black.

"Wei childe, if my memory is not wrong, the day before yesterday you still hold my neck, and talk to each other... Now, the change is too fast for me to adapt." She longed to say, I would not, but she did not want to be so direct.

After seeing the way he killed people, she lost her mind.

"The day before yesterday?" He frowned slightly, as if remembering something, and sighed, "When I first met the girl, I was more careful in that crowded place. Would you like to make amends for having offended the girl?"

Apologize? He sat there without getting up, apparently without sincerity.

"Apologize, sit firmly so?"

It seems that she really remembers what he did then.

All right, he has some small thoughts on her, naturally, along with the girl's home.

"Girl of Le Family, I have done a lot of offenses the day before yesterday. I hope you can forgive me. I'm so polite." He bowed with long sleeves, do seriously, and do that kind of flowing water, every move, every twinkle and smile, are paintings.

And she nodded with satisfaction, which was sincere.

"That don't know, Wei childe, play which kind of game?" She was more curious as to what kind of ideas he would come up with when he was so fickle.

"I usually like not much, nothing more, piano, chess, painting and calligraphy, how about a bet?" He sat down, picked up his teacup, and smiled more deeply.

His eyes starlight bright, like the night out of thousands of fireworks, gorgeous night, but also brilliant time.

"Huh? How?"

"Bet on a quick word." When the tea was in his mouth, his brow widened and he pointed to a table beside it, on which there were ten pounds of silver.

That ten pounds of silver was half a month's expenses for her clinic, and he was going to gamble with her just for fun?

However, although this little bet is pleasant, can eventually win or lose, she did not want to lose.

"Wei childe is indeed rich, but my concubine is not as good as Wei childe so, in fact, money is poor... I can't afford to play, I can't afford to lose." She refused to lose her purse and resisted the temptation to bet against him.

"Is that so? Miss Le Jia, did I say you will pay me money if I lose?" He sniggered, his long white hand covering his lips, and his smile was as brilliant as that.

If other men laugh like this, I am afraid it is uncomfortable, even his smile is more charming than a woman's.

She curled her lip. He was a real disaster.

Inconsciously backward a few steps, the heart has been clear that he wants to design their own.

"Girl of music, this little game is pleasurable, and most pleasurable. Just for fun. How can we care about winning? How can it be gold and silver?" He looked at her trying to escape, slowly said, "but if I lose, give you silver, if you lose, write down the debt to me in black and white."

Owe him favors? Sure enough, there is a hidden mystery!

You know, he set her up.

"In this world, the only difficult to return. I'm afraid I owe it. I'll never get it out. Wei childe, I still don't want to participate." She turned to run away, but he stopped her in the blink of an eye.

His light power is very handsome, wave and small step, the shape is like a willow supporting the wind, the end is elegant.

And she was afraid he could not escape the speed, also could not hide his deliberately.

"Wei childe, what do you want to do?" She raised her eyebrows, apparently unwilling to say more.

"I have heard that this' 37 'clinic spends less than half a pound of gold a season. If I bet you a pound of gold, what would you do?"

His words, like a wealthy local rich man, heavy money hit her is the eye of Venus, hit her heart is swaying.

But how could she let him see through it?

Nature must put on a show.

"Ahem... Wei childe, as expected to my hospital know a lot. But, the gentleman loves to take money youdao. This bet money is actually uncomfortable, or forget..." She said to retreat into, in fact, the heart already blood flow.

"Oh? Is a ingot of gold a little short? How about two?" "He said thoughtfully.

Two ones? A year's income from her hospital!

Breathing a few minutes faster, she could hardly bear the weight of the gold and silver, and sank on her knees.

No, she must bear it out. A man should have a backbone and refuse to accept alms.

"Judging by the look of the Lokjia girl, I'm afraid she must be four ingots of gold. Alas..." He rubbed his temples and looked askance at her.

At this time her heart is beating fast, two years of income!

She can't be too insistent, can she?

After all, there are not too many people in this world who have problems with money.

Besides, she was a generous and unfussy sort of person.

If someone was willing to pay for her hospital, she should have gladly agreed.

It's just... She had to give herself a loud reason to show that she was steady and generous and polite.

However, the money hit her really giddy, between a moment, I do not know how to diction.

Was considering, only listen to Wei Jie regret said: "Alas, it seems that Le Jia NvLang really would not like to bet with me. It's a pity it's..."

Before Mr. Wei Jie finished saying, Mr. Le Lin hurriedly said without thinking: "This great reward must be Jie, and I am the brave man."

"Oh? YongFu?" His smile made her want to find a hole in it.

Damn it!

How could she suddenly say what was on her mind?

Now I have no problem with a clean face.

Trying to be polite and discreet... Her fame was ruined by the weight of gold.

No wonder she had a lot of people to feed.

Self comfort end, she is thick-skinned, hold the smile that is about to stiff drop, awkward of play ha ha, "Wei childe, but do not know this qin how to compare fast?"

Mr. Wei Jie also did not intend to break her pretended calm and walked back slowly, putting the four ingot gold on a pallet.

The golden gold, each ingot is that kind of attractive, let her elated.

His hand gently hook the string, a thong, her god pulled back, "why not, ambush all around, I tune, the musicians and girls together. It's just... If the tune can't keep up with me, I'm afraid..."

Her eyes widened. "Well?"

Mr. Wei Jie had never seen such bright and fierce eyes. In the eye color, Jie was full of vitality, as fresh and lively as when he first saw her.

So she has a soul, is also a spiritual.

His eyes put warm, but words are everywhere in the trap, "nature, on this paper, with your fragrant ink to write your commitment."

"Promise? She was stunned and hurriedly made a fork in the road, "Wei childe, my concubine is just a woman, but promise not to heavy things."

"It's ok. You only owe me a few favors." He tapped the blank rice paper.

"Mr. Wei... You have always been skilled in this musical instrument. If you deliberately raise the key, I can't keep up, wouldn't you be defeated?" She was not foolish enough to drown herself in the four ingots of gold.

"Don't worry, I will choose a paragraph, the most flat paragraph." His words are not worth believing.

But she is still foolishly suspicious, half put off, accompanied him to play a song.

Originally he played a tune, but she was able to keep up.

But who would have thought that the faster he fingered, the faster the rhythm of the song picked up.

Commitment is not high, is a flat tone.

But played it so fast in private that she was so exhausted that she could just keep up with him.

This is also to see in the four ingots of gold, just so hard to cooperate.

But he turned the tune and sped it up a bit.

Her brain was already unable to keep up with her hand speed, busy chaos, chaos, even forcibly playing a few wrong tones.

At the end of the song, he smiled if peony, and her eyebrows, wrinkled if Lushan.

She lost, lost to greed.

"Girl of music, then, please." He was polite and polite, but he pressed her head and signed the note.

This IOU is the most difficult to break, especially a debt of gratitude.

She wanted to help the forehead very much, but, willing to bet in defeat.

Frustrated is an understatement to describe her frustration.

Resentful of the drink he handed over to the tea, secretly kneading numbness of the finger, the heart broken read.

"Girl Le Jia, you have lost the piano, how about a chess match?" His smile spread out again, but she was not falling for it.

"No, Wei childe, I was afraid I was born dull, unable to keep up with your elegance, not childe's way." She was clearly upset about losing.