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    Lan Luoluo squatted beside Shen Che to check his leg.

    With all kinds of extremely high quality bone renewing herbs being used, immortal spring water being drunk, and her superb medical skills that were comparable to those of a medical immortal, Shen Che’s leg had already recovered almost to the point of recovery.

    But the splints on the legs can’t be removed for the time being so as not to arouse suspicion. But catching up on crutches on your own is something to consider.

    She couldn’t very well take out a wheelchair in this situation now, and a wagon even less so.

    In order to alleviate Butler Zheng’s burden on them a bit, Lan Luoluo decided to make two crutches for Shen Che to use first.

    It just so happened that there was a big tree beside her, Lan Luo Luo directly broke two arm-thick and one person-long branches with her bare hands, and then held the branches towards the man with the beard.

    “What are you going to do? I’m telling you that assaulting an official is an additional offense, and trying to escape is even more impossible. You can’t go anywhere without a road guide or a household registration.”

    The bearded man looked at Blue Lolo with a thick branch in one hand and his heart snapped, he wasn’t going to go on a killing spree in order to escape, was he? He felt he had to and was obligated to give a friendly reminder.

    “Who said I’m going to run away? It’s even more unlikely to hit someone, I, Lan Luo Luo, am a soft and civilized person. I just want to borrow your knife for a while to cut the branches above.”

    Lan Luoluo threw the thick branch in her hand to the ground, “Make a pair of crutches for my husband to use, or no crutches will do, can the official arrange a carriage? It doesn’t need to be luxurious and upscale, an ordinary carriage will do.”

    The bearded man couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth, this woman didn’t just look beautiful to think beautiful.

    “I’ll lend you the sword! It’s not impossible to want a carriage, you always have to go beyond the boundaries of the capital. As long as you have enough silver.”

    After all, they were just exiled plebeians, not prisoners. Besides, they could get benefits from buying a carriage.

    Blue Lolo looked up, expecting the bespectacled man to say back to her Are you trying to fart eat?

    Talking so nicely caused her to have no room to play with the words she was preparing to dislike.

    Lost count, should have gone to that big bald guy just now. As long as the bald guy said no, she could just tell him how many eyes the horse king had.

    Lan Luoluo took the half meter long large knife and clicked it to sharpen it. Two smooth-looking walking sticks were then ready.

    “You can have your knife back, thanks!” Lan Luoluo threw the knife directly to the bearded man.

    Soon, in the yelling of the officials and soldiers in the exile team once again set off. Shen Che leaned on two wooden sticks to follow the team, the door plate can not be lost, Zheng butler father and son two take turns to carry.

    Wu Peiyu and her party used medicine on their feet and drank the immortal spring water, and after resting their bodies recovered a lot. In addition to the afternoon rush to the sun is not so difficult to endure.

    Perhaps was Han old lady’s death to the shock, thinking of their own if they die directly after the roadside a buried pile of even a broken mat, the blue family of those people for the time being also no longer make a demon, forced to endure the body’s aches and pains to rush.

    Only a quarter of an hour into the journey, a young daughter-in-law in the Wu family’s team suddenly fainted, and the child in her arms fell to the ground. The child looked at his mother lying on the ground and cried.

    “What’s wrong again? I told you less fucking pretending to be dead, as long as you’re not dead through and through, crawl and hurry for me.” Sun Sheng rode on his horse and angrily stared at the Wu family.

    “Sir, my wife has fainted, can you see if you can find a doctor?” Wu Wenhe begged, holding his wife Meng Tong.

    Wu Wenhe was the third grandson of Wu Taifu, the second son of Wu Yanjin of the eldest house, and the third in the line of brothers. He had a son, two-year-old Wu Mingyu, with his wife Meng Tong.

    “Fainted to the old man pinch people to wake up, not in front of the village behind the store where I give you to find a doctor?” Sun Sheng impatiently said.

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