Lu Yuanfeng nodded.
"Thank you.
You're welcome then.
I'll go to Xingcheng to ask my friend about it early tomorrow morning."
Wen Xiaoya actually wanted to go to Xingcheng with Lu Yuanfeng to find the chef.
But he was afraid that Lu Yuanfeng would disagree, so he could only suppress this idea for the time being.
It was getting late, and Wen Xiaoya couldn't stay in Lu Yuanfeng's room forever.
She exchanged a few words with Lu Yuanfeng and left Lu Yuanfeng's residence.
As soon as Wen Xiaoya left, Lu Yuanfeng's originally tense face suddenly became more smiley.
He couldn't help but think: It seemed that God wanted Shuangshuang to be by his side.
In this way, Shuangshuang's wish to enter the military camp came true, and if what she said was true, his crisis would be resolved.
Both are his lucky stars.
It can bring him luck Lu Yuanfeng here is no longer worried about Mu Shuangshuang entering the military camp.
On the other side, Mu Shuangshuang, who was far away in Xingcheng, did not know the news.
At this time, she was still worried.
She was not sure whether Zheng Damao could get him into the military camp.
If he was lucky enough to enter the military camp, would it be convenient for him to leave?
All the problems bothered her, so much so that Mu Shuangshuang did not feel sleepy at all.
In the latter part of the night with her eyes open, she heard a noise coming from the woodshed.
Although it was very slight, she still heard it.
Mu Shuangshuang got up and put on his clothes.
He took a wooden stick for self-defense, held an oil lamp, and walked quietly towards the woodshed.
The cold wind was biting at night, and the oil lamp almost went out several times.
If Mu Shuangshuang hadn't blocked it with his body, the oil lamp would have gone out long ago.
After some effort, she reached the woodshed.
It turned out that the door of the woodshed had been opened.
Someone was obviously inside.
Mu Shuangshuang subconsciously slowed down his pace and breath.
Walking towards the woodshed step by step Standing at the door of the woodshed, looking from a distance, everything in the woodshed was as usual.
There was nothing, but Mu Shuangshuang still had an extra thought.
After entering the woodshed, she went into a full-body alert state, looked around the haystack, and finally found a person dressed in black lying on the ground.
She was holding a stick in her hand, which was tightened unconsciously, and she placed the stick on the neck of the man in black.
At this moment, the man in black, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
At that moment, Mu Shuangshuang felt like she had seen a ghost, because the way the man in black looked at her was so terrifying.
There is a bloodthirsty murderous intention in the coldness, and the evil ghosts in hell are hesitant.
However, soon, the man in black's eyes changed.
He became calmer, and seemed to have closed his eyes with peace of mind after confirming that it was Mu Shuangshuang who came in.
Mu Shuangshuang was completely confused, not for anything else but because of the sudden change in the eyes of this man in black.
Who is this man, and what does the look in his eyes mean before he fell unconscious?
know yourself Still think she won't hurt him Mu Shuangshuang struggled for a while and immediately had the answer.
Because the knife placed by the man in black was very familiar to her.
That was Shen Feng's treasured knife.
The blade was sharp and could cut iron like clay.
Therefore, this person is Shen Feng Mu Shuangshuang thought that Shen Feng would wear that hat for the rest of his life.
He never thought that in such a short time, he would actually take off the hat and put on the clothes of a man in black.
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It's freezing cold, and you're dressed like this.
Even if you say you're not doing bad things, you won't believe it even if you beat Mu Shuangshuang to death.
Just as he was hesitating whether to save Shen Feng, the pool of bright red blood on the haystack attracted Mu Shuangshuang's attention.
It seems that the injury is unclear.
Mu Shuangshuang decided to save people first and then talk about it.
She did not dare to drag Shen Feng to her room, but stayed nearby in the woodshed to help Shen Feng treat his wounds.
It was too cold at night, so Mu Shuangshuang brought a brazier over.
When she untied Shen Feng's clothes and saw the stab wound of more than ten centimeters on his abdomen, even Mu Shuangshuang couldn't help but gasp.
"No wonder there is so much blood, he was so seriously injured," Mu Shuangshuang murmured.
But, what on earth did this kid do to be beaten like this?
killer Or some other very powerful big shot?
But Mu Shuangshuang has no interest.
If it were the time when she first came to this world, she would still want to hug a thick leg to keep her safe.
Now that her legs are thick, she doesn't need to live in Xingcheng for a long time.
So these It has nothing to do with her.
Shen Feng was given some powder to stop bleeding and was bandaged.
Mu Shuangshuang brought the oil lamp closer to Shen Feng's face.
This was the first time Mu Shuangshuang looked at Shen Feng's face.
His facial features and contours are exquisite, and his face is handsome, but he feels a bit feminine.
It's not that he looks like a woman, but because his facial features are not strong enough, it makes his whole person a little more evil.
And Lu Yuanfeng's toughness are two completely different concepts.
Mu Shuangshuang probably understood why Shen Feng wore a hat every day.
The aesthetics of the ancients was relatively simple, and a man should be strong and broad.
People like Shen Feng may not be accepted by others.
But from the perspective of a modern person like Mu Shuangshuang, women still like Shen Feng's facial features and appearance.
Because it looks good Women can never refuse beautiful things.
Mu Shuangshuang found herself staring at Shen Feng's face for a long time.
She couldn't help but smile, and then took the oil lamp away.
Back in the room, Mu Shuangshuang, who was about to take a rest, found that he was not sleepy at all, so he went to the kitchen and stayed up late with a bowl of medicine to treat knife wounds, waiting for Shen Feng to wake up and drink it.
After doing all this, it was already dark.
It's impossible to go back to sleep Mu Shuangshuang simply made breakfast.
Thinking of Shen Feng's weak body, Mu Shuangshuang chopped a pheasant and made a pot of chicken soup.
After steaming another basket of steamed buns, by the time she finished breakfast, it was just dawn.
Go to the woodshed with chicken soup, steamed buns, and a bowl of medicine.
The stove that was set up last night has gone out, and the temperature in the woodshed is a little low.
But last night, Mu Shuangshuang threw a quilt on Shen Feng, so he shouldn't be too cold.
When he reached the edge of the haystack, Shen Feng had already woken up, but he didn't know if it was the wound on his abdomen that kept him from moving.
"The medicine is ready.
I've made chicken soup and steamed buns for you for breakfast."
Food in the northwest is not cheap.
Mu Shuangshuang basically eats pasta for three meals a day.
Therefore, she did not deliberately think about making porridge for Shen Feng.
Anyway, there is chicken soup, so there is no need to make porridge.
"Thank you" Shen Feng replied to Mu Shuangshuang with difficulty.
He tried to take the chicken soup that Mu Shuangshuang handed him, but several times, as soon as he raised his hand, he finally dropped it weakly.
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It seemed that the injury was really serious.
However, Shen Feng didn't give up and continued to try.
Mu Shuangshuang was afraid that he would open the wound, so he said helplessly, "Hey, okay, I'll help you.
But I don't do things for others in vain.
Two pieces of silver cannot be less than a penny
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