Looks changed?

The magnificent appearance increases the charm, does it also have the effect of plastic surgery?

Chen Xun was startled, but he coughed a few times:

"What has changed... You have only been out for an hour, what can I become?"

Song Dahu was still blinking, looking at it for a long time, and said in confusion:

"It has indeed changed a lot. I can't tell you exactly what has changed. I just seem to look a lot better and my complexion is much better than before. Weird, weird..."

Obviously [Qiyu Xuanang] has brought about some kind of change, so that Song Dahu, a person who gets along day and night, noticed something strange. Chen Xun was moved and smiled weakly:

"After all, I went to the Palace of the King of Hell once. How can I not see any changes? The recovery of my complexion means that I will not die now, hehe..."

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. No matter what, it is a great good thing."

Song Dahu sighed. He couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only give up temporarily and prepare the porridge for feeding:

"Forget it, don't talk about this, just eat it quickly, otherwise it will get cold."

After successfully getting through the test, Chen Xun coughed lightly and raised his hand:

"It's okay Dahu, let me do it by myself. I'm much better now."

Song Dahu, who probably knew how serious Chen Xun's injury was before, was startled for a moment, but looking at Chen Xun's complexion in front of him, his condition was indeed much better than before, so he hesitated and handed over the bowl:

"Okay, then you can do it yourself, and I won't feed you."

Nodding and taking the bowl with one hand, Chen Xun didn't say much. After testing the temperature, he immediately drank it in small sips under the stimulation of the aroma.

[The Body of True Martial Arts] With luck, he was really hungry after experiencing a complete transformation.

Snoring, snoring, the large bowl of meat porridge was delicious and delicious. He drank it all in a short time and felt warm in his belly.

Handing back the empty bowl, Chen Xun's thoughts were still unfinished:

"Any more?"

Song Dahu who was beside the bed did not expect that Chen Xun, a man who had just woken up from a serious injury and coma, could have such a strong appetite, and couldn't help but smile:

"No, if I had known you could eat so well, I would have bought an extra bowl. But you have just woken up and need to recover slowly. It is not suitable to eat too much at one time. I will get you some more for dinner tomorrow."

Chen Xun nodded: "That's good."

There was no words of thanks, because of the relationship between the original owner and Song Dahu, so saying thank you would be out of context.

"That's right Dahu."

Song Dahu put the bowl back into the food box, and Chen Xun asked:

"What did the previous doctor say about my injury?"

Song Dahu opened the paper package containing the medicinal materials and said without looking back:

"The doctor said earlier that your sternum was broken, your internal organs were bleeding, and your injuries were serious. You almost died. Whether you can survive it depends entirely on God's will."

"Fortunately, you survived, but I asked the doctor when I took the medicine. Although waking up basically means that you are out of danger, you will have to rest for two months without getting angry or doing physical labor."

"I understand."

Chen Xun, who was no longer seriously injured, didn't take it seriously. He looked at the medicine bag in Song Dahu's hand and suddenly remembered something:

"This medicinal material...where did you get the money?"

The reason for this question is that when the original person raised money to pay tribute, he borrowed twenty silver teeth from Song Dahu.

Not long after Song Dahu was elected to the inner circle of the gang, he had five silver coins a month.

However, the process of practicing martial arts consumes a lot of meat and medicinal materials. Therefore, after more than a year, he did not have much savings. The twenty silver teeth lent to the original owner was basically equivalent to all his savings.

In the end, it was swallowed clean by Zhao Wupeng.

In the past few days when he was seriously injured and bedridden, Song Dahu asked doctors to come to see him, and he was given various life-threatening decoctions every day. The expenses were definitely not a small amount, so where did the money come from?

"Don't worry, I borrowed this money from Brother Dao, the one who promoted me to the inner hall."

Facing the inquiry, Song Dahu laughed and said indifferently:

"Brother Dao is a nice person. You don't need any interest to borrow some money from him. You can just take care of your health with peace of mind. I will take care of everything."

Is this so...

This big tiger brother can handle things well, and he will really resist if anything happens.

Song Dahu didn't mention the wasted twenty silver teeth, let alone how much foreign debt he had borrowed. Chen Xun took a deep breath and said nothing more:

"...Thanks to you."

In fact, in my memory, the original owner was smart, eloquent, and good at dealing with people since he was a child; while Song Dahu seemed dull and taciturn on the surface, but he was by no means stupid and rarely expressed himself.

The two of them experienced all kinds of hardships on the streets. It was common for them to endure hunger, get beaten and scolded, and often they had to compete with other beggars, homeless people and even wild dogs for food.

However, no matter who finds something to eat, there must be another person taking a bite.

Not to mention this time.

A few years ago, Song Dahu also suffered from a serious illness and his life was in danger. The original owner was penniless at the time, so he had to carry Song Dahu's sick body on his back and knelt in front of a medical clinic for a day and a night, kowtowing until his head was broken and bleeding.

The doctors at the medical center were moved to treat Song Dahu, and he finally saved his life.

Therefore, the relationship between the two people is as strong as gold and stone. It can be said that they are brothers who have died. This is something that Chen Xun, a modern social creature, can hardly imagine.

In any case, although the original owner has passed away, he has inherited the other person's memory and body and decided to try his best to maintain this rare friendship.

After all, isn’t the self in parallel time and space also myself?

swish swish...

Bang!

However, while his thoughts were spinning a thousand times, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from outside, followed by a muffled sound, and the door was kicked open violently!

Then, a man with a thin body and narrow eyes wearing a brocade military robe appeared at the door and sneered:

"Zhao Dahu, you are so brave!"

Zhao Wupeng!?

The resentment before death caused the original owner to have an unforgettable memory of Zhao Wupeng's voice and appearance. Chen Xun suddenly realized the identity of the visitor, and his eyes couldn't help but change slightly.

Song Dahu, who was preparing to decoct the medicine, also had his eyes darkened. He took a few steps forward and said angrily:

"Zhao Wupeng, what are you doing here!?"

Zhao Wupeng put his hands behind his back and glanced at Chen Xun on the hospital bed lightly, smiling brightly:

"Song Dahu, you are very good. This guy is a liar and abductor. I have already kicked him out of the gang, but you still keep him in the gang. Are you turning a deaf ear to my words?"

"Whether there is any deception or deception, you know it in your heart!"

Song Dahu’s face was cold and hard:

"You are the steward of the outer hall. This is the dormitory of the inner hall, and it was assigned to me by Brother Dao. What does it matter to you who I let live there?"

"presumptuous!"

There was a dangerous look in Zhao Wupeng's narrow eyes:

"A member of a small inner hall dares to talk to the manager like this. Thinking that with Liu Dao's appreciation, he can do whatever he wants? The gang is such an important place that outsiders are not allowed to come and go at will. It seems that I have to discipline Liu Dao.

Got it!"

call!

The next moment, like a tiger emerging from the cage, Zhao Wupeng stepped forward without any explanation and struck out with a lightning-like palm. Chen Xun was so fast that Chen Xun didn't even see the opponent's movements clearly!

Song Dahu seemed to be on guard. The moment the opponent made a move, he suddenly raised his arms and faced Zhao Wupeng's palm.

Then boom!

The strong wind exploded violently, as if being hit by a giant hammer. Song Dahu, who was trying to parry, groaned, his strong body couldn't stop kicking back, and even smashed the table behind him, and then

Suddenly he sat down on the ground!

"stop!"

Song Dahu's face turned pale, his arms trembled, and he couldn't stand up for a while. Chen Xun immediately got out of bed, stood in front of him, and stared at Zhao Wupeng:
Chapter completed!