PS: Brain storage.
The border of Ming Dynasty, Qingshan City.
In remote areas of the city, the buildings have generally experienced years of wind and rain. Each house is dilapidated, and most of the people living there are poor.
In this area, there is a medical clinic that has been passed down for several generations, but each generation is not as good as the previous one. In this generation, there is only one person left.
His name is Jiang Ye. Because his parents died early, the Jiang family's medical skills were not passed down. It can be said that there is no one left in ten.
"Alas, still no one came."
The prosperous and handsome young man stood on tiptoes, looking eagerly outside, hoping to have a guest.
If there were no more guests, he would starve to death.
"Other time travelers are all from this system, that invincible one, no matter how bad they are, they still have a fortune, countless beautiful maids, and a fiancée with a peerless appearance.
As for me, I have nothing but a small medical clinic that is about to close down.
As a martial arts world, you can at least give me some martial arts secrets. "
The young man looked back and saw that his family had used the plaque for who knows how many years, and kept mumbling.
There was no other reason. Jiang Ye just downloaded a few gigabytes of learning materials and stayed up all night to watch them.
The information was downloaded at noon, but people left in the early morning.
With the mentality of making peace with what he has come, Jiang Ye happily accepted the fact of traveling through time.
Having read a lot of novels, he immediately checked the entire medical center to see where the travelers' benefits were.
The result, hahaha. . . .
Nothing.
Fortunately, his predecessor didn't have any skills, so no one came to see the doctor, so he avoided the embarrassing situation of someone asking for a doctor, which he didn't know how to do.
Otherwise, Jiang Ye really doesn't know what to do.
It gets dark quickly.
"Go to bed early and go to the north of the city tomorrow to see if there is any work, otherwise you will really starve to death."
Jiang Ye blew out the oil lamp.
It's not that he doesn't want to light it, but that the lamp oil is too expensive.
How did the predecessor die? He probably died of starvation. When Jiang Ye came over, there was no rice at all in the rice vat, let alone other things.
After all, it is an ancestral medical clinic, and medicinal materials are still available.
Jiang Yeshou took the medicine to other medical clinics, exchanged it for a few taels of silver with a shameful face, and managed to survive.
When I was selling it, I was ridiculed by my colleagues.
"Jiang Ye, where is the dignity of your doctor?"
dignity? How much is dignity worth? You have to rely on them to collect your medicinal materials, Jiang Ye smiled:
“It’s all about treating illnesses and saving lives, no matter who you save.
How can the matter of being a doctor be called dignity? "
Jiang Ye lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
He had nothing to do during the day and it was so early at night. How could he sleep at his age?
I am in my early twenties and am very energetic. Otherwise, why would I have to study materials and stay up late?
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew overhead and the window opened.
Jiang Ye cursed, stood up and closed the window. He turned around and was about to return to bed when his face froze.
The oil lamp that went out was lit again.
There is an extra person in his bed.
a woman.
A very beautiful woman.
Even though she was covered with a veil, Jiang Ye could tell that she was a beauty, the kind that shocked the world.
He was not in the mood to appreciate this stunning beauty, but was nervous.
Human or ghost?
He quickly determined that this was a person and the window was open. If it was a ghost, there was no need to open the window.
Then this is a martial arts master.
What is a martial arts master doing in my bed?
Go to bed with me...
Jiang Ye couldn't laugh at all. He was a loser. He could light a lamp and get into his bed in a short period of time without being discovered by him.
This is a master, very high skill.
"May I ask, girl, do you have anything to do with me?"
Since the master doesn't speak, he should speak first. Anyway, if this person wants him to die, he can't run away.
"Get in bed, sleep with me, come on."
The woman spat out seven words intermittently. (...You guys have to make up for the missing one.)
Jiang Ye was dumbfounded.
Just six words, it actually contained dexterity and liveliness, as if it had the innocence and childishness of a child, which made him feel pity.
For a moment, Jiang Ye actually had the urge to protect her.
Jiang Ye patted his stiff face, "Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye, can you have some concentration? You can't control it with just seven words."
In my heart I told myself to be a reserved man, but my body was very honest and I stood up when I needed to.
"Hurry up or I'll kill you."
The woman's tone suddenly became cold, and the air temperature seemed to drop a bit.
Jiang Ye took three steps at a time, rushed to bed, and shared the quilt with her.
His instinct told him that if he kept grinding for a while, he might not see the sun tomorrow.
"Hug me, hold me, kiss me."
Six more words.
Jiang Ye had no choice but to do as he was told. .
But the fear keeps growing in my heart, and wherever I can do it smoothly and freely, every movement seems to be controlled by clockwork, very slow.
He didn't dare to really touch it. If he caused a little bit of discomfort, his head might fall to the ground.
"I won't kill you. It's just a matter of ordinary men and women. That's fine."
The woman noticed Jiang Ye's nervousness and spoke again.
Through the dim light, Jiang Ye discovered that the woman's peerless face under the veil was actually a little flushed and a little abnormal.
Who is not a man anymore? He got up and died...Jiang Ye gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
They say that when they kiss, a man's hands are like turning on a navigation system. Even if it was his first time touching a skirt, Jiang Ye could still easily untie it.
The palace dress slowly slid to the ground.
Just when Jiang Ye wanted to do something else,
The woman suddenly burst out with an astonishing force, grabbed his hand, and became passive in an instant.
The softness pressed against Jiang Ye's body, the touch was excellent, and the veil fell gently. She was stunningly beautiful, with delicate facial features, skin as white as snow, and long hair shawl like flowing clouds. She was delicate and sweet, even better than a spring flower.
"Death under the peonies, even being a ghost is romantic."
Jiang Ye had no reason to think of it.
A spring breeze blows ten miles a night.
……
When Jiang Ye woke up, the sun was already three in the sky.
Always feeling a little empty... Jiang Ye recalled the passion last night.
Well, it turns out that God did not give him nothing, but gave him a strong waist.
Seven times, a full seven times...
He couldn't stand it anymore. The woman didn't feel any discomfort at all. If he hadn't seen the bright red color on the bed, he would have thought she was experienced enough.
"Dare you ask me, girl..."
Jiang Ye was halfway through his words, but he didn't dare to say any more, just because there was a sword on his neck that was as sharp as iron.
The stunning beauty in the world holds a sword in her right hand, with cold eyes, "Are you looking for death?"
Jiang Ye was confused and wanted to cry but had no tears.
It was obviously you who asked me to do it last night, and you didn't even let me get out of bed, but now you blame me.
My waist brother hasn’t spoken yet…
Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at telling nonsense.
"If it wasn't your request, how could I dare?"
The woman stared at Jiang Ye, and after a moment, she put away her sword, as if she recognized something.
"You go out, I want to be quiet."
Jiang Ye didn't dare to stay, so Ma Liu went out holding her clothes.
He knew, however, that he was on the verge of death.
"Close the door."
Jiang Ye hurriedly closed the door and accidentally noticed that the woman's left hand and left leg seemed to be deformed, as if the disease had been caused since childhood.
