The Yandere Came During the Night

The next day, Ku Hui came to the Hou's Mansion by appointment and held Yu Xiang's wrist to take a pulse.

A quarter of an hour later, seeing his thoughtful expression, the old lady asked anxiously, "Master, can Xiang'er's leg be cured?"

Kuhui didn't answer, but bent down to take off Yu Xiang's embroidered shoes, but Yu Pinyan grabbed her wrist. Looking at his cold eyes, Rao Shikuhui began to worship Buddha since he was two years old, and he felt shaky and cold, and quickly explained, "Donor Yu, the poor monk just wants to see the wounds of Donor Yu Xiang, That's how it helps in the diagnosis."

"Men and women don't kiss." Yu Pinyan warned word by word.

Kuhui smiled bitterly and said, "Donor Yu has a vision, the poor monk only sees patients, regardless of gender. The four most basic methods of diagnosis are to see, hear, ask, and ask, and one is indispensable. Treatment may be biased."

Yu Pinyan frowned and slowly let go, Ku Hui glanced at her slightly swollen wrist, and could only shake her head and smile bitterly.

Although Yu Xiang has lived in the Han Dynasty for five years, he is still a modern person, and he doesn't care much about the defense of men and women. Legs, nodded his knee, "Look, a knife was cut horizontally on the kneecap back then, this is a scar."

The scar was very long, and it was pulled down diagonally, and even two legs were cut off. Although it has been five years, the hideous scars can vaguely show how bloody the scene was back then.

The old lady lowered her head and wiped her tears, Yu Pinyan's face was gloomy. Yu Siyu and Yu Miaoqi were so frightened that they turned their heads away and did not dare to look again.

Ku Hui smiled slightly at Yu Xiang, then squatted down to check the wound repeatedly, kneaded and kneaded with her fingers, and hit the kneecap with a small hammer.

Seeing this scene, Yu Xiang couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this monk is quite professional.

After the test, Ku Hui straightened up, sat down at the desk and wrote the medicine list. Yu Pinyan helped her sister? Legs, put on embroidered shoes, and asked, "Master, is there any cure for Shimei's legs?"

Kuhui replied without raising her head, "There is still treatment. Thanks to the five years you have massaged her legs with the medicated oil that nourishes essence and activates blood, you have preserved the meridians in the legs." Lu was embarrassed, "The poor monk is 70% sure that she can be cured, but she needs to break her legs and then reconnect them. Externally apply the Xugu ointment I developed in recent years, and apply it for two months before combining with acupuncture. Get up again."

"What? You want to break your leg?" The old lady held her forehead, almost fainting.

Yu Pinyan's face was so gloomy that water dripped out, staring at Ku Hui like a boning steel knife, wishing to shave him alive. It was a kind of torture to break the leg abruptly and then reconnect it. Not to mention that Xiang'er is spoiled, even a strong man with rough skin and thick flesh? not live.

Yu Siyu was so frightened that her face turned pale, but she turned her head slightly but found that Yu Miaoqi was covering her mouth and smiling.

Ku Hui was stared at by Yu Pinyan, her scalp tingling, but in order to cure her illness, she had to reiterate, "Yes, you need to break your legs from the kneecap, and then connect them again. The so-called 'no breaking, no breaking, and then standing' is this reason."

As the party concerned, Yu Xiang's expression was the most calm. Without saying a word, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve pocket and folded it into a long strip and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she put her legs on the table, and said vaguely, "Come on, be quick, don't hit once. Don't interrupt, hit it a second time and a third time, be careful I'll swear at people!"

Kuhui never imagined that Jiaodidi's girl's family would be so courageous, but she compared her grandmother to her elder brother. Although she admired her a lot, she couldn't help laughing and waved her hand, "Donor Yuxiang doesn't need to do this. I have a medicine here called Ma Fei San, after you drink it, you will fall into a deep sleep. When you wake up, the medicine has already been applied to this leg, you really don’t need to suffer the pain of the broken bone.”

"Why didn't you say it earlier when you have Ma Fei San!" Yu Xiang spat out her handkerchief, feeling grateful.

Yu Pinyan's heartstrings suddenly loosened, and he put his hands on his sister's shoulders and squeezed hard.

Kuhui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she handed the recipe to the girl and ordered it to be boiled immediately. About two quarters later, Yu Xiang had fallen asleep with her head tilted, and the old lady led her two granddaughters standing outside the door waiting.

Kuhui wiped her palms with strong wine, but saw that Yu Pinyan also dipped her hands into the wine jar, her face was very cold.

"Donor Yu, you are..." He thought that as a relative, Yu Dutong would never be able to do anything.

"I'll come, you can give pointers by the side." It's about the life of my sister. Even if his heart is beating wildly, his blood is flowing backwards, and even his fingertips are shaking, he will not give his sister's safety to an outsider.

Kuhui stepped aside according to the words, pointed to the position of the scar, and said, "Break the bones from here, and remember that the smoother the fracture, the better."

Yu Pinyan nodded, took a deep breath, and then reached out and squeezed and twisted, only to hear two crisp clicks, and the bones were broken. Ku Hui hurriedly stepped forward to check with her fingertips, and the fracture was neat and tidy, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. It was truly a delicate force and a sharp technique.

"Okay, very good. Now I will connect the dislocated bones of the donor Yu Xiang, and then apply the bone paste. She will be able to stand up in two or three months." Ku Hui quickly set the bones, and then put the black medicine The mud was applied to Yu Xiang's slightly swollen kneecap.

Yu Pinyan slowly paced out of the hall, exhaling a turbid breath against the gloomy sky. With so much blood on his hands, for the first time, he was grateful for his skilled killing skills. At least by him, he can minimize the pain of his sister.

Seeing him coming out, the old lady asked quickly, "How, the bones are connected?"

"Connected." As soon as Yu Pinyan finished speaking, he felt that his kneecap was also in severe pain, not because of yesterday's kneeling, but because of his sister's empathy. If possible, he would like to replace it with his own body.

"Amitabha, with the blessing of the Buddha, Xiang'er will definitely recover. She is very lucky!" The old lady folded her hands together and kept reciting the Buddha.

Kuhai applied the medicine, and made another appointment to change the medicine after three days, and then said goodbye and left. Yu Xiang didn't wake up until Zi Shi, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his brother lying on his side with bloodshot eyes.

"Brother, you've been keeping me for a day?" Yu Xiang reached out to touch his cheek, but because the effect of the medicine subsided, her legs felt a pain, and the pain made her shiver.

Yu Pinyan quickly grabbed her cold fingertips and said anxiously, "What's wrong with Xiang'er? Is it starting to hurt? Wait a minute, Master Kuhui has left a few pills for pain relief, and I'll go get them."

"Don't, let it hurt." Yu Xiang grabbed his sleeve and tried to smile, "It's a good thing to hurt! Five years later, it finally feels again, and I want to experience the experience."

Yu Pinyan's eyes showed sympathy, and he slowly lay back beside her, wiped off the fine cold sweat on her forehead, rubbed her small head into his arms, and sighed silently.

Yu Xiang fondly rubbed his warm chest, then raised his head and pointed to his pale lips, begging, "Kiss me and hug me, and I won't be in pain."

Yu Pinyan's eyes were dark, slowly, slowly bowing his head, first wetting her dry lips with the tip of his tongue, then prying open her snow-white teeth, gently sucking inch by inch...

Yu Xiang was very dissatisfied with his gentle actions, her small hands pressed the back of his head, desperately trying to suck the body fluid from his mouth, as if he was going to swallow him whole. Yu Pinyan couldn't stand the entanglement of her sweet tongue, and kept changing angles following her fierce rhythm.

After the kiss, Yu Pinyan gasped and asked, "Why are you trying so hard to eat my saliva? Are you thirsty?"

Yu Xiang licked her crimson lips contentedly, and said softly, "That's not saliva, it's my panacea. Eating it can make me forget the pain for a while." She frowned for a while and added, "At least it can make me forget about pain." I forget the pain for a quarter of an hour."

Yu Pinyan couldn't help laughing, rubbed her little head into his arms, and sighed, "Little girl, you are the only one who has so many tricks. Does it really hurt?"

"It really doesn't hurt anymore." Yu Xiang hugged his thin waist and said calmly.

A quarter of an hour later, she began to twist again, pouting her red lips and begging, "Kiss me quickly, I hurt."

Yu Pinyan hurriedly lowered her head to kiss, and it took a long time to part reluctantly. After repeating this, Yu Xiang actually fell asleep in severe pain, her face was calm and beautiful, as if no matter how much suffering was nothing to her.

Yu Pinyan caressed her forehead lovingly and laughed softly. This is his little girl, careful liver, little sapling, no matter how difficult the situation is, she can turn the misery of life into sweetness, infiltrate herself, and comfort others.

He devoutly placed a kiss on her forehead and fell asleep together.

Kuhui's medical skills are indeed well-deserved. Two months later, after removing the dry, hard and lumpy medicinal mud, Yu Xiang was able to take two steps with her arms supported.

"In the future, if you exercise more, you will be able to move slowly. The poor monk writes a list and exercises according to the items on the list every day. Don't be lazy, and don't be greedy for success."

Yu Xiang Nuo Nuo nodded, Yu Pinyan took the list and carefully collected it.

After that, the Yu Mansion became lively, and every day I could hear Taohong and Liulu screaming in surprise or fright. Yu Pinyan took an hour every day to accompany her sister to exercise, from the initial two steps to a dozen steps.

By the end of the year, Yu Pinyan was busy, and it was common for him not to return home for several days. Yu Xiang practiced hard while he was away, thinking of giving him a surprise.

Three days before the Chinese New Year, Emperor Cheng Kang finally announced the closure of the pen, and Yu Pinyan returned with exhaustion all over his body. Taohong quickly ran to the master while he was changing clothes and whispered, "Miss, guess who I saw on the street today?"

"Who?" Yu Xiang moved forward step by step with a cane.

"I saw the second lady and a man drinking tea on the second floor of Xiangshui Pavilion. The man is very handsome and has a very outstanding temperament. I want to come from a prominent life."

"Men? Prominent?" Yu Xiang pondered, wondering which prince this person must be. She is not guessing out of thin air, but judging by the plot. Although Yu Miaoqi is in a miserable situation now, she is the heroine after all, and she still has some luck. However, the fourth prince, fifth prince, and sixth prince were of the same age, and they were all very handsome. She couldn't guess who it was without seeing the real person.

No matter who it is, who can deliberately make friends when Yu Miaoqi is notorious, there must be something in their hearts.