Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Yeah, what about the boy?

"It seems like it’s going out in the middle of the night, then, then it’s not coming back..." A voice came from the darkness, and some guilty condolences.

"what?"

The two old men stunned, and the gray-haired old man was furious: "He didn't come back in the middle of the night, but you didn't even have a personal look?"

The people in the dark are silent. They thought that he couldn't escape from here, so he only guarded the young master, thinking that the young master would be fine, and where would he think that the boy would run away in the middle of the night?

"What are you still doing? Don't you want to chase people? The line of the Lord has not been removed yet. What happened when something happened!" The old man in gray clothes sipped.

In the dark, when the people responded, the old doctor sighed: "Forget it! This will go after chasing. He can escape from the eyes of so many people, and he will be easily caught." It!"

Think about it, the boy has long had the idea of ​​escaping, or how would they let them do the arrangements for sending his friends to leave first?

"But less master..."

"The young master is no longer in danger. Just wait for him to wake up, the wound is restored, and the line can be removed." The old doctor said with a beard.

"That's okay!" The gray-haired old man's sleeves went out.

The old doctor also followed, but as he stepped outside, he heard a cough behind him, and he couldn’t help but rush back: “Less Lord? Did the Lord wake up?” He surprised to look forward, even outside. The gray-haired old man of the voice also walked back quickly.

The man on the bed opened his eyes and looked at the two men, indicating that they were going to get up. Seeing this, the two quickly stopped: "The Lord, the wound is still not good, should not sit up."

"Report!" There was an anxious noise outside.

The old man in gray clothing listened. He said to the old doctor: "You can help the young master to see it. I will come when I go." He said, the person in the bed went back after a ceremony.

The man on the bed caressed the wound, feeling that there was a slight fever, but it was not like the previous one. The mask was pulled under the corner of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "Sure enough, it is impossible to die. Who is the hand to save me?" ”

Hearing this, the old doctor was slightly surprised, but he also reported: "The young master is wise, and it is a boy who is the master of the knife. But he sneaked away in the middle of the night, and failed to let the lesser see him. There is something wrong with it."

It was said that the man on the bed stroking the wounded hand and seemed to think of something in general.

And at this time, outside.

"What? You, what are you doing here? Actually let him do this kind of thing and no one knows!" The gray-haired old man screamed, and it was difficult to cover his anger in his eyes: "Don't go down!"

The old doctor came out and said: "The Lord will let you in."

It was said that the old man in the gray coat pressed his anger and walked in. He came to hear the inquiry from the Lord.

"What happened?"

The old man in the gray coat paused for a moment. This is the way: "It was the little master who saved the young master. When he fled in the middle of the night, he also took away a lot of things. The people in the courtyard didn’t know anyone last night, until this morning. Find."

The old doctor on the side listened to a glimpse. Rolling away a lot of things? That boy? This courage is too big!

"A little thing, what a big fuss." The man on the bed closed his eyes and said: "This is the case."

The two listened to each other and could only respectfully respond: "Yes."

At the same time, the other side...