About my eyes being reincarnated as my husband

Chapter 19 Second Exit

Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Lin Qingquan and Kusama Hui, like aimed red dots.

Looking at these two people, Jing Ani felt sour in her heart, and she wanted to cry a lot.Emotionally, he felt his hair stand on end for a while, like the scales of a snake lifted during the process of moulting, tearing off the new skin, which was extremely painful.

He grabbed a doctor and attendant, and said with red eyes: "Are you blind?! There is a big crowd here, do you want Mr. Hui to be treated here? Why don't you take Mr. Hui to the secret room!"

The secret room is at the back of the Shangjiao Pavilion, and it is a separate household with excellent airtightness.

The so-called secret room is a separate VIP ward, which is specially built for honorable patients who pay attention to privacy.

The medical attendant led the two into the secret room, closed the door, and guarded the door.

Kusama Hui poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it to Lin Qingquan's hand, "I heard that you are the fourth generation of Kobayashi's family. In Edo City, you have a medical clinic called Mumu, which is famous for its great power and divine eyes. Can distinguish the gender of the fetus, and can observe the subtle internal medicine."

Lin Qingquan frowned, "You check me?"

"Just for understanding, no offense intended." Kusama Hui chuckled, "Since the fourth generation has such divine eyes. Then, can you see what's wrong with my right arm?"

The humerus has fracture marks, bone density is loose, there are cases of bone defects, and joint mobility is partially limited.

It looks like a sequela of a fracture.

"Your right arm has been broken, and the degree should be very serious. So it has been affected." Lin Qingquan paused, "In addition to this, the melanin of the skin on the right arm has decreased significantly, and there is a large patch of white spots. This shows that your right arm is not only broken However, there are also skin diseases."

Kusama Ash smiled, peeled off the haori, and exposed his right arm.

The white spots extend from the shoulder blade to the forearm, causing his entire right arm to be milky white, which is extremely inconsistent with his normal-skinned body.The surface of the skin lesions is smooth and no different from normal skin, and there is no rash or rash, and the boundary of white spots is clear.

Obviously, it's Vitiligo.

"It's fate. My right arm has suffered a lot since I was a child." Kusama Hui said, "It was my right arm that was burned when I lit the oil lamp; it was my right arm that was scratched when I fell down; even when I fell off the carriage, It was the right arm that was broken and broken. Four years ago, like my father and brothers in my family, I got this white skin disease. The right arm is my destined weakness, and I can't change it in this life."

"The degree of sequelae is not bad. As for vitiligo, it only affects the appearance, not the health. Don't worry."

Kusama Hui smiled wryly, "But I am an imperial physician now, and I need to have a good appearance. The white spots are variable and will spread. Even if they can still be covered up with clothes, if they are exposed one day, they will definitely be criticized by others."

Lin Qingquan smiled and said: "No wonder, just now Jing Ani asked you to come to the secret room for treatment alone."

Kusama Hui said: "He took into account my face in the eyes of everyone, and covered up the unspeakable secret for me."

"I didn't expect him to be caring." Lin Qingquan took out the gold box and opened it meticulously, "However, you don't need to cover it up anymore."

In the gold box, there is a heart that is no different from a human being.

This is the heart of the demon who transformed into a father and son on the day of the Xuanwu Festival.

Slice the heart and simmer it into a bowl of stenchy soup.Soon after Kusama Hui took the soup, the milky white spots grew melanin, and the melanin gradually expanded and filled the entire arm, like a layer of human leather armor on the outside.

His right arm quickly regained its normal color.

Kusama Hui was stunned, "It actually has such an effect..."

"Since Kusama-sama treats me sincerely, I'll just say it straight." Lin Qingquan said, "This is the heart of a devil, and it can heal all diseases."

Kusama Hui stared at his right arm and refused to move his eyes, unable to recover for a long time.Touching it with your hands and carefully appreciating the texture and color of the skin is like receiving an unknown prosthesis and repeatedly confirming whether it is your own arm.

Seeing his absent-minded appearance, Lin Qingquan asked: "Are you okay?"

"I just...haven't seen myself with a normal arm for a long time." Kusama choked for a moment, then regained his composure, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. May I ask your Excellency, can you say the name of this medicine again? "

"This is not medicine." Lin Qingquan said, "This is the heart of a demon."

Kusama Hui turned the medicine bowl around, and the remaining soup at the bottom of the bowl reflected a bright yellow-brown color, and a faint fishy bitter smell overflowed.He carefully observed the shape of the soup, and then glanced at his arm.

For the third patient, the treatment is over.

As soon as the door is opened, one face after another is waiting outside the door, just like the dense leaves of trees in summer. When the wind blows, they will turn in one direction, and the leaves will reflect brightly.

Lin Qingquan is the dark horse, and Kusama Hui is the top player.

The meeting of these two people is bound to attract everyone's attention.

After going out, Kusama Hui said: "All three patients have been cured successfully. Xiaolin's family has passed the second round of assessment."

Among the crowd, Jing Ani's face was pale, and she couldn't bear to look directly at her.

"In addition, I would like to solemnly announce an important matter."

"Fortunately today, I discovered that the heart of the devil has the effect of curing all diseases. Regardless of the severity of the illness, as long as you take the heart of the devil, you can recover as before. The curative effect is very strong, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary medicinal materials. Next, we will welcome Coming to the third round of assessment, the test was originally on pharmacy; but now, I have to make a big change: this third round of assessment, instead of taking the test of pharmacy, I will test the heart of the collector."

The assessment has been temporarily restructured.

To put it bluntly, it has changed from medicine to killing demons.

Difficulty ramps up not at 01:30.

"However, most of our candidates are young children, and the doctors like to be quiet and displeased, and lack physical strength and martial arts. Killing demons is simply impossible for a doctor."

The one who spoke was the last of the three examiners.He was a little older, with strands of white hair on top of his head.

"Isn't it too embarrassing to ask candidates to take the heart of the devil?" He looked embarrassed.

"The times have changed." Kusama Hui said, "The devil's heart is a rare heavenly medicine. If you are unwilling to take the medicine because you are afraid of death, you are a doctor in vain, and you are not qualified to be a Xuanwu doctor of Jingmen."

Peace is dead, and happiness is dead.

Now is the era of magic recovery.

Everyone knows that the devil does a lot of evil, likes to eat the living, and is a powerful enemy of harm.

Collecting the hearts of demons is extremely dangerous.

Lin Qingquan somewhat did not expect that all the candidates who passed the second round chose to stay.After all, the devil's heart is a heavenly medicine, which is very attractive to doctors.

"Have you heard? That 58-year-old candidate didn't go back home, and expressed his intention to participate in the third round of assessment, and to kill demons with us young doctors!"

"The old man is talking about being a teenager, and he will shoot Sirius sooner or later. What's bothering you again?!"

"I said, don't be so cruel to me."

As the sun was setting, Lin Qingquan and Xigua were sitting in the porch chatting, each holding a glass of wild strawberry juice.

Today's sunset is the reddest since time travel, redder than wild strawberry juice, as if boiling gilt is poured on everything, so everything becomes valuable.The tall green bamboos on both sides arch into a circle, and the gilt red is locked in it, just like a red-toned oil painting framed with green borders.

The oversaturated red and green are sandwiched between the eyelashes.

The strong use of color undoubtedly contains some kind of art.

The fourth separation of Mumu happened suddenly in art.

After the heart-piercing pain, Lin Qingquan opened his eyes amid sweat and panting.

He saw Mu Mu squatting on one side, holding his hand, looking very worried.

Lin Qingquan wanted to jump up and strangle it to death.

If you know I'm in pain, don't leave your body, bastard!

The fourth time of leaving the body is halfway through the awakening.

Although the height and posture have not changed, and the burn marks on the skin still exist, but the skin color is not so purple, and if you cover it tightly, you can't see the abnormality.

Watermelon found the kimono, mask, and bamboo hat she wore last time.The eyes are neatly dressed, the movements are not rushed or slow, and the elegant posture is very eye-catching, not inferior to the green bamboo standing on the side.The sunset red like an oil painting shines on the silver-white satin surface, like the warm sun in winter. As the devil's eye, the temperament itself is also like this.

Demons rely on clothing, so they are not like demons.

"Why did it come out again?" Lin Qingquan sat up and asked it, "It came out for no reason last time. Where is the danger? Where is the danger?"

Watermelon smiled and said, "You forgot? It can't speak yet."

"If it's nothing serious, don't come out." Lin Qingquan said, "I know you want to wake up quickly, but there's no need to be in such a hurry."

Mu Mu lowered his head, not knowing how to react.It huddled beside Lin Qingquan for a long time, and finally handed him wild strawberry juice carefully.

Watermelon hissed, "Hey, let me tell you, why do I feel that it is flattering you? The host has always been afraid of the devil's fetus. Why is it the other way around here?"

Lin Qingquan glanced at the eyes that didn't dare to show the atmosphere, "Have you never seen a magic fetus that is afraid of the host before?"

"I've never seen it before." Watermelon said, "The magic tire is a predator, and the host is its prey. Let me tell you, have you ever seen a predator afraid of its own food?"

Lin Qingquan thought seriously.Thousands of thoughts surged up, and after a strange angle, they came up with a strange answer: "Maybe it is afraid that I will commit suicide, so that it won't be able to eat. This is very reasonable."

"Senior!" A man rushed up from the bottom of the mountain, running the stone steps to the ground.

In the radiant red-toned oil painting, the face, torso, legs and feet of this person are exposed in sequence, full of interest.The running yellow kimono came from far and near, like small insects crawling on an oil painting.

Lin Qingquan saw clearly that this person was the fanboy who wore glasses and wanted to collect hair.

He was holding something, a big soft package.

"Senior!" My brother yelled again, offering the package with both hands, "This is a package sent by your mother. She sent it from Edo."

Lin Qingquan almost forgot.

In this life, he has a fuck.

In my memory, Xiao Lin Qingquan's mother was also skilled in medicine.But she was weak, and she was old, so she went to the countryside to take care of herself after her son took charge of the medical clinic.The package was sent from Edo. She must have heard that her son had come to Kyoto, so she returned to Edo from the countryside to help manage the clinic.

The package contains thick clothes for changing seasons, as well as bed sheets and thin quilts.

Lin Qingquan laughed and said, "I thought I didn't have a mother."

"Senior, please let me deliver the package to your bed!" The fan picked up the package and rushed to the bunk energetically, looking very excited like a character in a hot blood manga.

A man flashed out and stood not far in his path.

The fan almost fell on the brakes, and looked up to see a white man wearing a mask, which seemed strange.

It was Mumu who stopped him.