Yucuo of the Red Chamber

Not to mention how suspicious and speculative everyone here is, everyone has their own little calculations.The Buddha didn't look sideways, thinking about the situation of the Jia family members, and corroborating what Ni Er and others heard one by one, so that he had a plan in his mind and there would be no chaos in the future.

When I came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the inside was ready.Buddha asked Dai De to sit outside and drink tea, and drove Jia Lian away with some excuses before entering the inner room.There were only a few old women and little girls who didn't keep their heads waiting for them. The Buddha looked them over, nodded secretly, and then drove them all away.As for the reason: He was originally an "outsider world" genius doctor, so he can naturally be more unique.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, non-lan and non-musk, after the crowd retreated, it quietly floated into the Buddha's nose, just one breath was enough to make him faint.The faint smell of medicine seems to be a bit messy, even the main medicine can't be smelled.The hot air rising from the charcoal basin is a bit weak, or in other words, this room is far less warm than Buddha's house.

Simple furnishings, occasionally one or two more expensive ones, very tasteful.There are brushes, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk under the window, and the bookshelves are full of books, which make this simple room even more extraordinary.

The Buddha looked around for a while, and then went to sit on the chair in front of the bed. Daiyu's bed was hung with a thick curtain, which blocked her tightly. Only her hand rested on the high table in front of the bed, slightly hooked with.The slender bare hands were bloodless, and the well-manicured nails were bluish white.There is only a layer of skin and bones on the hands, so thin it makes people feel distressed.

After hesitating for a while, Buddha reached out and gently held her hand in his palm.A chill pierced through my heart.It will warm up, though, just give him time.As long as a little more time, it will warm up.

Looking down, her hands are really small, and she feels a little lonely in his big hands.

Lying on the bed, Daiyu was already a little dizzy, and since Jiamu and others came to see her that day, her illness seemed to be much worse.He ate little in the past few days, and couldn't eat without appetite; he didn't sleep well, and was often half asleep and half awake.

Hearing that the Empress Dowager wanted to summon her for no reason, she didn't understand and didn't take it seriously.It seems that I heard that the empress dowager sent a genius doctor. It's strange, why is the empress dowager so enthusiastic all of a sudden?

Just now, I heard the sound of steady footsteps, neither light nor heavy, but I felt steady; not in a hurry, even a little hesitant, could it be that he was not sure?Listening to him say that he doesn't need others to be present when he sees a doctor, his voice trembles a little, but it sounds so pleasant, a little like Sanskrit. Could it be that she has already lost her body?

The steady footsteps and trembling voice carry infinite affection.I want to see you, but I am afraid that you will doubt me.I am unwilling to see you again.Hearing the sound of him approaching, sit down, why are you so quiet?Is it a dream or an illusion?Where is this kind of doctor and imperial physician, how can I feel like my mother, lest I wake her up.Or like a father, worrying about her?Could it be that she has really gone to another world and met her parents?

However, he couldn't see, his eyes barely opened, it was a mass of gray, and he couldn't see anything.

His breathing was a little quick, but still faint; his breath, yes, seemed to smell a burst of lotus fragrance, which was lighter, more erratic, ethereal and a bit unreal, or was this originally a dream?It seems that there is a shadow outside the tent, tall like a big tree, solid like a wall, what is all this?where is she?

Daiyu was thinking intermittently in her mind. Suddenly, a cold hand seemed to be put into her mother's heart, warm and soft, and she was put in so carefully.Or like a father's hand, broad and powerful, holding her, bursts of warmth flowed into his heart, as if he wanted to give her another life.

Yes, she should have arrived in another world, but why are her parents' hands warm?So comfortable!I really want to put my heart in that hand to warm it up, that would be great.If I can feel the warmth of my parents again before leaving, I will feel at ease when I leave.Yes, An Xin, she wants to go in An An Xin, like she should be.

It's just that the tightly clenched hands seemed to hold her tightly, disturbing her heart and making her at a loss.

I don't know how long it took for my hands to warm up. Although they are still pale without a trace of blood, but with the warmth, they won't turn blue.What's more, the temperature in his hands spread to his heart, warming his heart, and Daiyu's mind became clearer little by little.

Feeling that her hands turned out to be holding a pair of warm and generous palms, and she didn't move for a long time, Daiyu's mind turned away.I don't know who this person is, why is it so strange?Is this also medical treatment?Why is his way so different?Yes, different, from the sound of his footsteps to his breathing, and the smell of his body, they are all so different.

The faint fragrance of lotus passed through the heavy curtains and was intermittently sent to her nose, which was refreshing and made her lost.No matter how strange or different this person is, with this kind of smell, and this kind of quietness, she would like him to just sit and be with him all the time.Yes, Daiyu remained motionless, lest she would wake up from this rare dream, and she would never be able to touch it again.

The warm heart melted the ice in the eyes, and gradually, the eyes became moist.

At the moment of tears, Daiyu suddenly understood that this, it seems, was a man sitting in front of her.But why, has a completely different feeling from other smelly men?It wasn't Baoyu who was at a loss, nor was Lian Erge who was flirtatious and frivolous, nor was Uncle who was indifferent, snobbish and rigid.Based on her feeling, she knew that, it turned out that men also have fragrance.Biting her lips tightly, letting the tears fall, I don't know how could I have such an idea at the moment of dying?

Hearing Daiyu's gentle sucking, Buddha knew that she had woken up.After thinking for a while, she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, the girl's hands are too cold, I'm afraid the diagnosis result is wrong. If there is any offense, please forgive me." Although she didn't say anything, but doing so is against etiquette, Buddha said the words first, so that she would not feel unhappy when she thought about it later.Walking through the garden and coming to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, until the moment he held her hand, the Buddha already knew that he didn't need to look for it anymore, this was his sweetheart.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Daiyu didn't respond, Buddha did not move the hand holding her hand, but moved the hand covering her hand away, and quickly gave her pulse.

Hearing his respectful and apologetic words, Daiyu shed more tears. For some reason, she wanted to cry in front of this complete stranger, and she seemed to want to obey his arrangement involuntarily.Suddenly, she felt strange again, she hadn't cried so much for a long time, why, there were so many tears today?

Quietly, listening to her heartbeat, listening to her sobbing, touching her heart, feeling her passion.

"The cure depends on fate. I can only prescribe prescriptions for the girl's heart disease, but it's up to the girl to decide whether it's good or not. If the girl doesn't dislike it, how about just listening to my nonsense?" , took a good look at Daiyu's palms, backs of hands, and nails, and then pressed her fingers on her fingers, gently kneading Shaoshang, Shaochong and other acupoints for her, while feeling her heartbeat .

The subtle communication of the heart, through the fingertips, is more delicate and deep.He suppressed the excitement and eager anticipation in his heart, wanting to seep into her heart little by little.She was at a loss. Although she felt that it was unreasonable, she really didn't want to refuse.This was an unprecedented heartbeat, and it also made her heart ache, and she was finally able to cry happily.When the towel was wet with tears, she felt powerless.

"Yu'er, don't cry, listen to me slowly, okay? I don't have much time here, but your body is important, wait for me to finish speaking, and then speak slowly, okay?" Helpless, he felt a little distressed.But how could a woman like her be so reluctant?It's better to speak clearly, so as not to make random guesses, but to be sad.I don't know why, but I just want to call her that. When I called her out, Buddha himself hesitated for a moment.

"Where did you come from..." Daiyu managed to think of a sentence, wanting to express her indignation, but she didn't know what to say about him, quack doctor?asshole?Demon way?Silver stick? ... usually so eloquent, this disease can't even swear.

"I'm called Lao Cuo, what do you want to scold me for? Let me tell you something, don't believe me, girl. I have seen the girl in Our Lady's Lake. I have seen her before and now. Besides, this disease doesn't matter. .In addition to the heart disease, there is one more important thing, and I hope the girl will forgive me. I want to see the girl's golden face so that I can prescribe the right medicine, and I hope the girl will allow it." Seeing that Daiyu couldn't swear, she anxiously crossed her fingers and thought. Clenching his fists in a hurry, or wanting to hit someone, Buddha suddenly smiled, and hurried to talk about the matter.

"You are very talkative when you see a doctor. Whether I have a heart disease or not is none of your business! Just let me die." Daiyu said angrily.However, his voice was very soft, his strength was insufficient, and after such a long sentence, he was out of breath.

"If you are so sick, what are you doing so badly? I am healing and saving people, why do you want to die? Be obedient, let me see, or tell you first, someone is going to kill you, if you are so ignorant Don’t let people fulfill their wishes? I heard intermittently last year that there was a girl who looked very similar to you. She died of illness and was said to be her daughter’s tuberculosis. Yu’er didn’t want to have such an ugly reputation. Right?" Knowing Daiyu's impatience and self-respect, Buddha prescribes the right medicine and prescribes the first prescription.

"You? Are you talking about Qingwen?" Daiyu really stopped, feeling a little puzzled.

"Now just say yes or no, or turn your head to face the wall. After lying in the tent for a long time, your eyes are not used to it. If you don't have the strength to say a few words, you will have more time to talk when you are better." Gong, she was so angry when she heard it, she was very anxious, wishing to cure her right away, why would she want to hear more from her?