"Mr. Jing, this is the medicine you want."
"Manager Li, thank you for your trouble."
In the elegant room, a young man wearing a heavy winter coat took the bottles and cans handed by the middle-aged man and thanked them.
The middle-aged man named "Manager Li" nodded casually and left quickly.
It can be seen that the steward is polite on the surface, but in fact he is a little impatient.
A young man named "Jing Yue" sat in the room, looking at the porcelain bottles that stored medicine, and quickly poured out a handful of colorful pills, drinking them all with tea.
After that, he let out a long breath.
Judging from the appearance, the young man has a handsome appearance and a gentle temperament. He is the kind of person that passers-by can't help but take a second look at.
It's just that his face is too pale, and he is wrapped in a winter coat in this autumn season, giving people a feeling that the wind and cold have not healed.
In fact, Jing Yue was indeed ill, and he was seriously ill.
His father died two years ago at the age of thirty-two. When he died, his face was as pale as paper, his head was bald, and his speech was as weak as a mosquito's buzz.
When he saw his father's appearance, it was as if he saw his future self.
The body is born with cold poison. As the age increases, the cold poison enters the marrow until the blood gradually coagulates and dies.
If you want to live longer and live with less discomfort, the doctor's advice is that in addition to swallowing the necessary pills every day, it is best to rest quietly and not move vigorously.
In other words, he is most suitable for the "empty master" lifestyle, where everything must be well maintained and it is best to be carried when going out.
It's a pity that Mr. Kong Kong's way of life is not that easy. It costs money to talk about it.
This is also the reason why he appeared in this huge mansion.
This is Bianzhou City, not his hometown when he crossed over.
He knew very well the reason for Manager Li's impatience. After all, he was just a poor relative who came from the countryside and went to Shen's house.
And it seemed like it came at the wrong time.
Father Jing Lei has a very wealthy brother who is the owner of this house, named Shen San. He should be called his uncle.
Uncle Shen San and father Jing Lei were both picked up by the old man. The uncle already had a name at that time, so grandpa did not give him a new name. So the two brothers, one named Jing and the other named Shen, were not related by blood, but they grew up together. close.
Uncle Shen San has shown outstanding business talent very early and loves to study. It can be said that the future is promising.
So when he was sixteen years old, his father and grandfather sold most of their property to support Uncle Shen's career.
Unexpectedly, uncle Shen San not only became rich, but also became a high official, reaching the rank of Minister of Household Affairs.
It's a pity that my uncle's career did not continue to skyrocket.
My uncle's fortune-making experience is quite legendary, from a small business to "Shen Banjie" and then to the richest man in Bianzhou City, it only took four or five years.
Later, he worked hard to study hard and obtained a good name. I don't know if it was because of his extraordinary talent or the support of noble people secretly. After becoming an official, the speed of promotion was amazing. From a small clerk to a third-rank minister of household affairs, it only took four years.
But what is even more astonishing is the speed with which Mr. Shen was demoted. He was demoted three times in two years. Not only did he lose his real power, he also had to move away from home, almost into exile.
Jing Yue's choice to join the Shen family at this time is indeed a bit inappropriate, because it can be seen that although the Shen family is still beautiful on the surface, they have a lot of troubles.
But Jing Yue had no choice, he really had no money.
The family property left behind by his father has long been reduced to nothing because of his medicine jar. If he wants to survive, he must find some way.
His body does not support him to support himself. At this time, seeking refuge with his uncle is not a good choice, but it is also the only choice.
Jing Yue was not very interested in this life of resting like a tortoise in a medicine jar at first. He thought it was too boring and too hard, so he might as well die early, at least he would feel better.
But later, his mind changed.
Because he saw hope.
At this time, Jing Yue narrowed his eyes, and a panel appeared in the sea of consciousness.
[Name: Jingyue
Cultivation: None
Talent: Born with cold poisonous body (bad luck)
System function: Professional assistance for the Lord’s practice
System status: Charging (can be turned on after charging is complete)]
In my consciousness, the charging icon keeps flowing, but unlike the charging display on a mobile phone, I can know the specific battery level.
Yes, as a time traveler, he has a plug-in, but he doesn't know how long it will take for the plug-in to be activated.
This panel appeared three years ago.
It’s been three years, and it’s still not responding after charging for three years.
This simply requires him and the system to recharge longer than his life.
But hope is better than nothing.
When Jing Yue came to Shen's house, he thought he would get some looks, but in fact, he didn't.
His unknown aunt was very kind to him, and the young master and lady in the mansion did not show any signs of contempt. These days, he has always been regarded as a guest of Shen's mansion, even if he is really just here to mix medicine. food.
He didn't like to owe others since he was a child, but looking at this pile of pills, he knew that he owed more and more.
To be honest, for some people, free prostitution is easy to become addicted, while for some people, it makes them feel ashamed.
Unfortunately, Jingyue belongs to the latter.
He could only hope that the system would be activated soon. As long as his physical problems were solved, all his troubles would be solved.
It stands to reason that when cold poison enters the body, practicing some kungfu can improve this, just like long-distance running can increase people's lung capacity.
However, Jing Yue's cold poison was congenital and had damaged his foundation very early, causing his Qi to be weak and unable to exercise vigorously. This was equivalent to saying goodbye to the practice of practicing three days in winter and three days in summer.
This situation is just like when you were playing an online game in your last life. You wanted to download a dungeon to get equipment, but the captain told you that you must have the equipment before you can download the dungeon. You said that you could only get the equipment if you cleared the dungeon, but he told you again. , it’s like you can’t download a dungeon without equipment, it’s really unsolvable.
Fortunately, the self-introduction of this system includes the word "professional".
Professionally assisting the Lord in his practice. Since it is a professional, it should be able to solve his trouble.
For such a long time, Jing Yue looked at the icon that was constantly charging but showed no sign of being turned on every day. He had long been used to not getting angry unless...
Can't help it.
"What kind of wall-breaking system is this? It's like a thin dog. It can't be turned on even after three years!"
"Waste dog!"
"Did you fucking hear that?"
"Dead dog system!"
"You didn't even react when I scolded you?"
For example, now is when Jing Yue can't bear it anymore.
In short, there are always a few days every month that are very regular. After venting, he will continue to live quietly and take medicine.
After greeting all the eighteen generations of the system, Jing Yue became completely quiet.
As a result, at this moment, a line of text appeared in the sea of consciousness.
[Charging completed, body binding practice function has been turned on. ]
Um?
