ebookland Chapter 226 Saving the Wife - Husband Mingfeng
Chapter 226 Saving the Wife - Husband Mingfeng
Zhou Leng walked into the house, and the thin man seemed to have heard the voice and turned his head to look.
What a unique man this is.
Although his facial features are bright and his eyebrows and eyes are charming, his temperament is very clear. This temperament neutralizes his charm and creates a unique feeling.
The man was wearing a light blue robe, a light blue futou on his head, and a dark blue silk ribbon and a plain belt around his slender waist. He turned his head to look at Zhou Leng, his eyes were clear and focused, and his dark pupils seemed to reflect a little starlight.
Zhou Leng roared in his heart again, why am I not my wife Du Mengran!
The man was none other than Doctor Lang Zhao Mingfeng. He clasped his fists slightly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Brother Du today."
This name is actually inappropriate, but Zhou Leng didn't care. She always felt that the man in the backyard was not simple. She answered:
"It's okay. Please sit down, Mr. Zhao, and let me feel your pulse."
Both parties sat down on the chairs. Zhao Mingfeng put his hand on the wooden table while Zhou Lengjing felt his pulse.
The word "Brother Du" actually expressed Zhao Mingfeng's inexplicable persistence in this backyard. Perhaps he did not like his husband's identity, so he called him Brother Du.
Zhou Leng carefully felt his thin vitality and the complex beating of his pulse. Not only was this man's martial arts extremely poor, his health was also not good! He looked at him with regret.
Zhao Mingfeng received the message from the other party. He raised his voice and said, "An Liu, all the servants, please go out. Brother Du and I have something to talk about."
An Liu and his two attendants bowed and walked out of the door, closing it considerately.
Zhao Mingfeng said calmly with a smile on his face, "Brother Du, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Zhou Leng's hand left the other person's white wrist. She looked at the sadness and fearlessness between his brows, and after careful consideration, she asked:
"May I ask if you know that you were given a sterilizing drug when you were young? Drinking this drug will definitely damage your foundation. You are worried and depressed every day, and I am afraid that if this continues, it will shorten your life."
Zhao Mingfeng's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at Zhou Leng seriously and said, "Brother Du really deserves the title of Little Miracle Doctor."
Zhou Leng knew from the look on her face that she knew her physical condition and probably didn't come to her for treatment. She said:
"Thank you for your compliment, my husband. I will prescribe a prescription for you later. Your health needs to be nourished. You need to move around more often and not sit still for a long time."
Zhao Mingfeng thanked him and stopped talking.
Zhou Leng thought carefully about his memory. It seemed that the other party had also found Du Ruo, but Du Ruo did not diagnose the other party's illness. Could it be that he had something to discuss? However, seeing that the other party was silent, he did not say anything.
The two of them were silent for a long time, and the room was inexplicably filled with a cold atmosphere.
Zhou Leng picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself some tea. He took a sip and closed his eyes to savor the sweet aftertaste. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, as if he was in his own yard.
Zhao Mingfeng's face was getting more and more smiling. It wasn't that he couldn't keep his temper, but he appreciated the other party's calmness and frankness, so that he could continue to test him. He suddenly asked:
"Brother Du, have you ever taken a close look at the men in the backyard? They are all handsome. The modest young man, Wan Li is gentle and elegant, Shan Hao is melancholy, Ying Yichen is elegant and peaceful, and Brother Du is fresh and handsome. I'm afraid that even the harem today does not have as many beauties as here. My wife is just the owner of the Zhenliang Pavilion, but she can gather all the beauties in the world in her backyard. Do you know why?"
Zhou Leng turned his head to look at Mr. Zhao. There was no jealousy or anger in his eyes, only rational analysis. He shook his head and said,
"I have been learning medicine since I was young. I am obsessed with making medicine and studying medical books all day long. I am not aware of what happened in the backyard. If my husband has nothing else to do, I will go and write a prescription."
Both sides are testing.
Zhou Leng actually didn't doubt the other person in his heart, it was just because this person stood in front of Du Mengran during the destruction of Zhenliang Pavilion. No matter what the other person's purpose was, at least for the time being, his mission was consistent with his own.
Zhao Mingfeng said: "Brother Du, don't worry. I was poisoned by Shan Hao before I entered the Du family."
Zhou Leng frowned slightly. Did these two have a feud before entering the Du family? He said impatiently:
"This matter has nothing to do with me. I won't help you deal with Shan Fulang. This is the Du family, and there is no room for such dirty tricks. You are now the husband of the wife, so put away these thoughts. If I can diagnose the disease, then the wife can certainly diagnose it too. She won't abandon you, so you can live a peaceful life in this backyard."
Zhao Mingfeng looked seriously at the man with an irritable look in his eyes and said in a gentle tone:
"It seems that Brother Du is really devoted to the Du family and treats the Zhenliang Pavilion as his own home?"
Zhou Leng said solemnly:
"Everything I have was given by the Du family. Without the Du family, there would be no Du Ruo. I don't care about what happens between you two, but if you hurt the Pavilion Master, don't blame me for being rude."
Zhao Mingfeng suddenly started talking about something else. He asked, "Brother Du, have you ever lived outside of Panxi Town?"
Zhou Leng seemed confused about the other party's question, but still answered seriously:
"Of course I have been there. I survived from humble beginnings, begging on the streets. Later, Mr. Du Jiu from the pharmacy took me back to Panxi Town. If it is not necessary, I rarely go out. There are too many disturbances in the outside world."
Zhao Mingfeng said with emotion:
"Brother Du is right. In Panxi Town, no matter how deep their inner strength is or how amazing their martial arts skills are, no warrior has ever harmed civilians. But what about outside Panxi Town?"
Zhou Leng replied: "The strong are respected, there is no order."
Zhao Mingfeng nodded in agreement and said:
"My servant An Liu is a miserable man. His parents are ordinary people who cannot cultivate themselves. Their family runs a tavern in the city to make a living, but those warriors started fighting when they didn't agree with each other, hurting people and smashing things before disappearing. An Liu's father died in the fight, and the tavern was also smashed, and the family fell into poverty. Later, in order to treat his mother's illness, he had to sell himself to my family as a servant. He could have lived a stable life."
Zhou Leng frowned slightly.
Zhao Mingfeng continued:
"There are so many warriors in the martial arts world, and there are many people who have suffered the same fate as An Liu. It is very difficult to establish order and keep the people stable. However, in recent years, the court has been taking actions constantly, and the court and the many gangs in the martial arts world are no longer compatible. In such a situation, Panxi Town can still be so stable. Why do you think that is?"
After thinking for a while, Zhou Leng turned his head to look at Zhao Mingfeng with a surprised expression, and their eyes met. He suddenly figured out a lot of things, and the other party's words of advice suddenly made him suddenly enlightened.
Zhou Leng said tentatively:
"I heard what my husband said. Can the high-ranking officials block the people of the world? But Panxi Town is not below the court! But we Jianghu people just want to be free. However, if that day comes, I will live and die with Zhenliang Pavilion. No matter where it is, the direction where my wife draws her sword is my enemy."
Zhou Leng spoke out all the thoughts in his original body.
In fact, the original body really regarded this place as his home. Although he had no love for Du Mengran, his admiration and respect for her was no less than that of any other person in the inner hall. It was a pity that others could not see his heart, nor could they hear the voice in his heart.