Flower Stealing Master Chapter 2

Before his name matched with Song Qingshu, because of this, he was often ridiculed by his friends, and he also got the nickname “the king of spare tires”. At that time, he was proud and confident. He just laughed at it. He didn't expect that it might become a reality like this. Song Qingshu, the spare tire of that tragedy.

“Come in.” The woman in black dress at the table was silent for a while and said lightly.

Song Qingshu has already pretty much confirmed that this was the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber. No one would be so bored to deliberately set up these scenes to deceive him, the key point is that he clearly remembered that he was dead at that time.

According to their conversation, it was supposed to be the Shaolin Lion Slaughter Assembly at this time. Song Qingshu was seriously injured. Naturally, the woman in the black dress was his nominal wife Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu subconsciously pretended to remain unconscious. In the original work, the marriage of Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo was in name only and fake. Zhou Zhiruo did not have much affection for Song Qingshu, and after various versions of TV dramas, Song Qingshu was deeply impressed by Zhou Zhiruo's black belly. If she found out that the real Song Qingshu had been replaced by him, she would definitely not hesitate to send him to the underworld with a 'Nine Yin White Bone Claw'.

Song Qingshu has already died once, and he didn't want to taste that feeling again. Zhang Wuji also walked in at this time, “Song, how is Brother Song's injury, take me to see him.”

Zhou Zhiruo didn't look back when she saw him coming in. She just said coldly: “The bones all over his body were shattered, and his injuries were extremely serious. Most people wouldn't survive. I don't know if he can survive tonight.”

Song Qingshu listened to her with a bitter smile: “This little girl has no conscience. The original owner of this body is also her nominal husband. Now that he is dying. She actually doesn't care. Does she want to become a pretty widow after his death? Throw herself into Zhang Wuji's arms again?”

Zhang Wuji said, “You know that my medical skills are not bad, and I am willing to try my best to treat him.”

His words ignited some hope in Song Qingshu's heart. Zhang Wuji received the true method of the Butterfly Valley Medical Immortal, and with his treatment, Song Qingshu could be saved.

Zhou Zhiruo asked: “Why do you want to save him?”

Song Qingshu was stunned while listening to her in his bed, and he secretly pitied the original owner of this body: 'It seems that you are not that close my friend, and your wife is wishing you to die sooner.'

Zhang Wuji was stunned and said, “I feel sorry for you, and I am extremely ashamed. What's more, today you were merciful and spared my life. Brother Song was injured, and I will do my best to cure him.”

Zhou Zhiruo faintly said: “You showed mercy first, you think I don't know that? If you can save Brother Song, how can I repay you?”

This situation is not right, why are you talking to each other like a couple? How can you ask a man about repayment in such a bitter way, what if the other party wants you to do this and that?
Song Qingshu seemed to see a green light flashing on the forehead of the original owner of this body. Although Zhou Zhirou was not his wife, he was still worried.

Zhang Wuji said: “One life for another, please be merciful to my foster father.”
Zhang Wuji's words made Song Qingshu relieved. Fortunately, this guy is emotionally indecisive. If he has a personality like Wei Xiaobao, he just needs to be shameless at this time. Just a little push, Zhou Zhiruo is sure to give in to him.

Zhou Zhiruo pointed to the inner hall and faintly said, “He is inside.”

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Zhang Wuji came to the bed, observed Song Qingshu's injuries, and said, “Mrs. Song, can I save Brother Song's life? I can hardly say whether I can give it a try?”

As soon as the word “Mrs. Song” came out, the more Song Qing looked at Zhang Wuji, the more pleasing to the eye he became, “If I am cured, I won't care about the eyebrows between you and Zhou Zhiruo.” Song Qingshu secretly thought in his heart.

Indeed, the original Song Qingshu had a reason to hate Zhang Wuji, but he only inherited Song Qingshu's body, there is no need to inherit the hatred in his heart at the same time. As for the unhappiness in his heart before, it was entirely because Zhou Zhiruo was a recognized beauty in the martial arts world, and Song Qingshu wasn't immune to man's possessive psychology.

Now that Song Qingshu knew that the woman had a problem with her character, and it wasn't as if she was completely wrong. This is the case in this society. Unless you are a second-generation who just wants to eat and waits to die or a mediocre person, otherwise, as long as you fight, you will always be tainted by the big dye tank of society.

There is no difference between good people and bad people in the world. The unfortunate thing for bad people is that they let most people see their bad side. Good people, perhaps intentionally or unintentionally, let everyone see only the good side.

Song Qingshu is the former of the tragedy. His dark side was shown to the woman by the rival, so he became a bad person; the dark side of the rival, the woman did not see at all. So even if he was killed by the rival the woman felt that the rival was a gentleman.

While Song Qingshu was in deep contemplation, Zhang Wuji had already begun to help him connect his bones. It was so painful that he thought he would die, but now that he still couldn't be sure about his safety, he only dared to pretend to be unconscious instead of crying out of pain.

Zhang Wuji straightened his broken bones, picked out the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment, and used Nine Sun energy to put the power of the medicine into the broken bones in Song Qingshu's body. After a stick of incense time, he took a long breath and said to Zhou Zhiruo: “Song Brother's life is no longer in serious danger, it's just… it's just…”

Zhou Zhiruo didn't show a hint of joy on her face, and asked faintly: “But it doesn't matter.”

“It's just that Brother Song's meridians are completely broken, and I'm afraid he won't be able to practice martial arts again in the future.” Zhang Wuji's words were like five thunderbolts, and Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. In the world of martial arts, the meaning of becoming a useless person is self-explanatory.

“You don't have to blame yourself, it's not easy to save him.” Zhou Zhiruo was still indifferent. To Song Qingshu's ear, it sounded very strange. As if they were husband and wife, and he was just an outsider…uh, he was indeed an outsider.

Then Zhang Wuji was worried that Zhou Zhiruo would not be able to beat Shaolin's Sandu, and spoke very tactfully about the power of King Kong's magic circle, hoping to work with her to break the truth.

Zhou Zhiruo categorically refused: “We used to have a marriage agreement, but my husband is dying at the moment, and I don't hurt your reputation today. Others might say that I still have my old love for you. If I invite you to help, everyone in the world will talk. I don't want the reputation of being a shameless and profane woman.”

Zhang Wuji said anxiously: “We only need to have a clear conscience and just ignore whatever people say, why should we care about them?”

“What if I have a guilty conscience?” Zhou Zhiruo's rhetorical question filled the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Song Qing smiled bitterly and expressed deep condolences to the original owner of this body, 'This naked seduction is simply the rebirth of Pan Jinlian and the rebirth of Yan Poxi. Oh, poor brother Qingshu, what kind of sin did your ancestors commit? Don't tell me that I was reborn after taking this body, now I will have to lose my “wife” in this way.”

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