Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

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Chapter 21

Zhang Fei was lying on a big bed with bloody welts all over his body, but he had a smile on his face, holding a chicken leg in his left hand and half a jug of wine in his right hand.

bang.

At the same time as the door rang, his face seemed to pass a roller coaster, and he wailed in an instant.

"It hurts, it hurts to death..."

"I, Zhang Fei, will never beat a soldier lightly in this life, so I will definitely treat him with kindness!"

He pretends to be very similar, and coupled with his pitiful appearance, even if he doesn't get the best actor, he is probably the best actor (still the best actor).

It's a pity that when he turned his eyes to see who came in, his eyes immediately changed, and he said kindly, "The fourth brother is here? Brother doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore, if you don't believe me, look, I can get out of bed now!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and stood up from the bed, exaggerating his muscles.

Fang Mo's face was calm, he put on a mask he made himself, and said coldly: "Don't make trouble, lie down!"

Zhang Fei's complexion seemed to have gone through a roller coaster. The embarrassing and strong appearance he had just put on disappeared in an instant, and he stared at Fang Mo pitifully with a pair of leopard eyes.

"Fourth brother, I'm really healed, hiss!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Mo took out a lot of alcohol from a clean jar next to him, and slowly and evenly applied it on Zhang Fei's back: "If the wound is not treated in time, and if you don't remember to clean it, there will be external evils. Intrusion, if it enters the internal organs, it will be too late to save it, now it’s okay if you hurt a little bit, if it doesn’t hurt..."

"I'm really going to have a headache!"

As he spoke, he took a cloth and daubed alcohol on Zhang Laosan's back.

In order to prevent the second elder brother and the sick third brother from stealing alcohol, he only made a small amount of high-grade alcohol to disinfect Zhang Fei's wound.

It has to be said that it is true that Liu Bei dotes on Zhang Fei and his brothers on weekdays, but he will never attack lightly. It is probably because of Fang Mo who is on the sidelines.

In the future, Zhang Fei will definitely lead an army alone. If resentment enters his heart...

He believed it, and he also felt that he would be able to reach that step. Naturally, he didn't show much mercy when he struck. Every time he whipped, he almost used up all his strength.

Zhang Laosan's back was fine, and he was beaten bloody.

When he took off his clothes, the blood on them had solidified a little. Liu Bei cried when he saw it, and even took a sword to kill himself.

Really!

It's not a show!

If Zhang Laosan hadn't been quick to see the opportunity, and Guan Erye was even more swift, Liu Bei would have wiped his neck and died a few days ago.

After that, Liu Bei was about to commit suicide several times in tears, and Zhang Fei was so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry out the pain, so he could only bear it firmly under Fang Mo's ravages.

"All right."

Fang Mo patted Zhang Fei's back for the last time, and said, "Third brother, your resilience is really not covered. In just a few days, the scabs have already formed, and in two or three days, I am afraid that you will be able to return to the barracks." Now, when the time comes, the time for our brothers to shine will come."

Zhang Fei's face was already wrinkled into a ball, and after hearing this, he changed a little bit, but it was only a little bit.

Anyone who has experienced it will know how painful alcohol is to the wound!

But there is no way. Nowadays, only alcohol is the easiest to make. It is extremely difficult to make a painless disinfectant like iodine.

"What's for dinner tonight? How about a lion's head with some side dishes?"

Fang Mo sat on the head of the bed and asked Zhang Fei.

"The dishes are optional, but you must have more wine. It's better to have some strong wine. After drinking it, you will recover faster!" Zhang Fei said carelessly.

After drinking alcohol, you will gradually forget the pain, but you can really sleep well.

A few days ago, this guy was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep for days, and his whole body had mental problems. At that time, Liu Bei was also sick, and he wanted to wipe his neck every day...

Fang Mo had no choice but to admit these two uneasy ones at the booth, what else could he think about?

"Third brother, the eldest brother is coming back soon, you'd better pretend to be good, don't make the elder brother feel sad, and start wiping his neck again, have you forgotten the wound on his neck at that time?"

Fang Mo spoke to Zhang Fei in a low voice, who nodded repeatedly to express his understanding.

He is very clear that pretending to be pitiful is to divide people. He can pretend to be pitiful when facing his second brother, sister-in-law, and even Fang Yu, but in front of the two of them, he must pretend that he has nothing to do.

One Liu Bei, one Fang Mo.

The former would wipe his neck, while the latter would cause him more terrible pain.

And at this time, Liu Bei usually won't come back, so he dared to be so pitiful just now.

"It's good to know, but you can't drink now, which is not good for the recovery of the wound. If you want to continue lying down, I have no objection."

As soon as Fang Mo's words fell, Zhang Fei quit. He quickly expressed that he wanted to quit drinking, and at the same time picked up the small pot next to his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo's face twitched, thinking that these are some monster brothers.

But when he turned his head, he took a roll of bamboo slips from the side and said to Zhang Fei: "Read the book for a while, this is the book of war, don't study any paintings, the book of war is the most suitable for you. Also, this Once hit, you must remember, you can't easily beat the soldiers..."

Snoring!

Snoring!

Zhang Fei closed his eyes, let out an earth-shattering grunt, and fell asleep.

"If you pretend to be me, we are all brothers. If the big brother has a big ambition in the future, you must be one of the generals. It is possible to have tens of thousands of people, 10,000+. If you don't even have a little self-control, you will be killed by others." What if I was killed in the barracks?"

When Fang Mo opened his mouth angrily, he knew that this guy was pretending to sleep.

On weekdays, Zhang Fei did snore while sleeping, but the sound was much lower than this.

……

At sunset, Liu Bei and Guan Yu came back from outside the city, while Zhang Fei put on his clothes, endured the pain and sat at the dinner table, his face was as usual, if not for the pain in his eyes, no one would be there. will know that he was whipped.

When the dishes were set on a table, Fang Mo came late, so he sat down next to Guan Yu wearing a skirt, and said with a smile: "You two brothers have worked hard, let's eat first."

"Ugh!"

Liu Bei began to sigh, he looked at Zhang Fei on the right, and said in pain: "Yide, it's not that I don't love you, it's just because if what the fourth brother said is true, then... well, what's wrong with the elder brother, today you put me in the same place Let's have a fight!"