[Lu Xiaofeng] Hidden Forest of Flowers and Leaves

After a long time, Mo Wenzhen and his little apprentice came out.

Hua Ruhai hurriedly greeted her.

Mo Wen smiled at him and said, "Boss Hua, Daxia Han, let's talk in another place."

Hua Ruhai immediately led Mo Wenzhen out of the courtyard.He knew that in many cases, doctors were unwilling to let patients know about their condition, let alone the other party was a child.

Han Tiecheng was at the end.He looks at the rolled up bed curtain, and Han Ye gets dressed with the help of He Gu.

Xu Shi felt his gaze, and Han Ye also looked at him and smiled slightly.

Although the smile was soft, it was very warm.

Han Tiecheng felt a pain in his heart, turned his head and stepped out of the door.

Hua Manlou sat for a while not far from the courtyard, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious when Mo Wenzhen and others came out after waiting for a long time.Even when people passing by greeted him, he was a little listless in answering.

Finally, Hua Ruhai led Mo Wenzhen towards the corridor.

Hua Manlou immediately hid himself behind a rockery and watched Hua Ruhai and others enter the Fushizhou Pavilion.

The two ends of the Floating World Boat Pavilion are tilted up, resembling a boat.The bluestone tiles paved in the yard form a pattern of waves.The whole house is like sailing in the sea.

People from the rivers and lakes, even if they have fixed their residences, they still have a heart to wander the rivers and lakes.

There are many osmanthus trees planted outside the Ukishizhou Pavilion.At this time, the sweet osmanthus is fragrant, rich and sweet.

Hua Manlou leaped onto the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, parted the branches and looked into the pavilion.

Because it was not a secret, the people in Zhou Pavilion did not deliberately lower their voices.

After being seated and serving tea, Hua Ruhai hurriedly asked: "Master Mo, how is my nephew Ye Xin's condition?"

Mo Wenzhen gently swung the lid of the cup, pondered for a while, and said: "The poison has penetrated into the bone."

Rao is like a sea of ​​flowers, and trembles, and the teacup in his hand makes a slight sound.Han Tiecheng held the armrest of the chair tightly, with such strength that it could almost crush the armrest.

Perhaps a bird flew by, and the osmanthus branches outside the house trembled slightly.

Hua Wujuan withdrew his gaze from the outside of the house, and said, "Genius doctor, the poison has already penetrated into the bone, but there is still a chance to save it?"

Mo asked the needle and twisted his beard and said: "Although the old man asks himself that there are countless living people, he will not force things that cannot be forced. How can man compete with heaven?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room changed color.

But Mo Wenzhen said again: "Although Mr. Han has been poisoned to the bone, it is not impossible to save him. If not, I would not have come here."

Hua Wujuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Please ask the genius doctor to speak clearly."

Mo Wenzhen said: "Young Master Xiao Han's disease is not a congenital disease, but a cold poison in his body when he was still in the womb."

Doctor Han Tiecheng's face was ashen with a "snap" and he pinched the armrest, and the sawdust in his hand fell like powder.

Hua Wujuan nodded and said: "This is because Aunt Hai was attacked by the enemy when she was pregnant with Yexin."

At this time, Hua Ruhai and Han Tiecheng were both worried and angry, and the responsibility of answering questions with the genius doctor naturally fell on Hua Wujuan.

Mo Wenzhen said: "Seven years ago, Boss Hua approached me because of this matter. Unfortunately, I was in a secret place at that time and could not get out. It is also fate that I was found by Boss Hua when I came out of the rivers and lakes today. What happened that day, I have already done it." I heard from Boss Hua that 'Qiqiao Xianren' Tong Weilu's Frost Soul Palm is really powerful, and what's even more powerful is that he can actually allow the cold poison to stay in the body of a baby who is still in the womb without immediately harming the baby Life. You have to wait until the older you get, the more its poison penetrates into the flesh and bone marrow. Its heart is really vicious!"

Han Tiecheng's eyes were cracked, his fists were clenched tightly, and his muscles and bones were fully exposed.

Hua Ruhai walked up to the old friend, put his hand on the old friend's shoulder, and sighed: "Doctor Mo, we already understand what happened that day. Over the years, I have traveled all over the country, just to find someone who can heal Ye Xin's cold." Poisonous people. But many people shook their heads repeatedly after hearing that it was the hands of Tong Weilu, the 'Qiqiao Immortal', and no one was willing to come and have a look. There were even many people who were so-called genius doctors, saying that I was Yexin My nephew would not live to be seven years old. If it hadn't been for the compassionate old man Kuzhu's decoction to support me all these years, my nephew Yexin might... Sigh!" He turned around suddenly, with a serious face, and said, "Mr. Mo, except you, We can't count on anyone else!"

Mo Wenzhen's expression did not change at all, and he said: "Boss Hua, to tell you the truth, if it was seven years ago, even if you found the old man, the old man would be helpless. Then the 'Qiqiao Immortal' Tong Weilu committed a big crime in the Jianghu. There are countless cases, who doesn't hate him to the bone? At the beginning, Lao Shi was also passionate and wanted to treat those who were maimed by him but were still struggling, but the result was that Lao Shi almost couldn't practice medicine anymore! Tong Weilu's technique, almost I have challenged all the methods of practicing medicine, and violated all the sacred scriptures of medicine... so I also understand those colleagues who cannot come for treatment. Fortunately, I have devoted myself to studying these years, and finally I have a little understanding, so I am not ashamed. The means of this 'Seven Skills Immortal'."

Hua Wujuan said: "Doctor Mo, Ye Xin's illness, how should I treat it?"

These years, the Hua family has searched everywhere for the Mo Wen needle, but they found nothing. Only a month ago, when they heard that the Mo Wen needle had appeared in the flag pavilion outside the Great Wall, the Hua family immediately sent people to look for it on flying horses, and they found it.Now, according to Mo Wenzhen's words, he has made a breakthrough in medicine, and he should take advantage of the momentum to pursue and ask about the specific treatment.

Mo Wenzhen smiled and said, "Second Young Master, don't worry. I already have a countermeasure in mind. But this countermeasure requires the joint efforts of the three parties."

"May I ask which three parties?"

"First, the old man wrote a prescription, and asked Mr. Han to take it three times a day. Second, he needed a person who practiced masculinity and inner strength. He worked for Mr. Han to heal poison for an hour a day. Of course, how is it specific? The elder Yungong has other instructions. Thirdly, the old man must use this golden needle to give young master Han every other day. Only by doing this three-pronged approach can he save young master Han's life for a while."

Hua Wujuan had put most of his heart at ease, but when he heard the word "temporary", he was startled, and said: "The three things the genius doctor said are not a problem. But why do you say it is 'temporary life'?"

Everyone in the hall looked at Mo Wenzhen nervously.

Mo Wenzhen said: "The old man also said just now that Tong Weilu's martial arts methods are extremely strange, and there are few famous doctors in the world who dare to challenge them. If the old man hadn't had an adventure, he would not have dared to make such a head. But that's the case , the old man can only do five or six out of ten. Even if the three-pronged approach is used for three to five years, it can only make Mr. Han live another ten years!"

Han Tiecheng slapped the coffee table with his palm, and the coffee table immediately shattered!

Hua Ruhai's complexion was also pale, even Hua Wujuan was also sweating profusely.I thought I had found hope, but I didn't expect this hope to be still hopeless!

Han Tiecheng glared at Mo Wenzhen angrily.

But Mo Wenzhen stood up, and said coldly: "If Han Daxia thinks that I still hold back and refuses to do everything I can, then Mo will leave!"

Hua Ruhai slid forward, and stopped Mo Wenzhen with a dodge: "Master Mo, brother Tiecheng never meant that, but... it's just that this news is really shocking! We are willing to..."

Mo Wenzhen was also unwilling to offend Hua Ruhai, and said, "Boss Hua, I understand your thoughts. It's just that sometimes, how can manpower be better than God's will? Mo Mou has really tried his best. If Boss Hua is not at ease, he can go to him for help. other people."

Hua Ruhai shook her head with a wry smile.If there are others, why would he have to wait seven years!

"Miraculous Doctor Mo, please do your best to save Ye Xin's life! Hua must fully cooperate."

Mo Wenzhen said: "Boss Hua, Daxia Han, did you understand what I just said?"

Hua Ruhai's face turned pale, and she nodded helplessly.

Ten years, that is 17 years old, it is the most beautiful time in life!

The way of heaven is unfair, why should a child be innocent, he needs to bear the grievances and hatreds of the previous generation?

What's more, the culprit, Tong Weilu, has caused countless disasters, but he is still living at ease!

The hero who rescued the dying and healed the wounded ended up with his wife dying and his son getting sick!

Mo Wenzhen sighed: "Boss Hua, in fact, wouldn't it be much better to live for ten years than to leave now? At least, there are still ten years left to see the world..."

Hua Ruhai said dejectedly: "Yes, ten years..."

Hua Wujuan looked at the laurel tree outside the house.The osmanthus branches rustled, and golden osmanthus flowers fell all over the ground.

The bird has already left the branch, right?

The wings, which are always light and swift, sometimes panic and become heavy.

Huamanlou was silent all the way.When he reached the courtyard gate, he stopped in his tracks.The most depressed person right now should be Han Yexin.Hua Manlou felt that he shouldn't go back to see Han Yexin with a downcast appearance.

He took a deep breath and smelled the sweet scent of osmanthus floating in the air.

Even though the morning fungus doesn't know the future and the crickets don't know the age, they are still working hard, serious and happy when they are alive.Long time with them has no meaning.

Don't people live like this?Who can guarantee a long life like Peng Zu?

What's more, as long as you live, there will be hope!

Hua Manlou looked at his hands.Isn't it blissful to be a smart person sometimes?Because of many things, you can try your best to fight for it!

He swept away the last trace of haze in his heart, and walked into the small courtyard with a smile on his face.

The courtyard is still very quiet.The yellow leaves fell with the wind, and the birds flapped their wings and flew over the branches.

Han Ye sat at the table and practiced calligraphy.He is still serious about writing, but his brows have eased, and he is no longer nervous.He put the vase of flowers on the desk, and when he looked up, he could see the trembling flowers with pearls and dew.

Aunt He sat under the window and embroidered.Next to the Guqin, which is full of flowers, there is an incense burner.The calming fragrance lingers around and exudes softly.

Hua Manlou stepped into the door with his hands behind his back, and saw such a scene.

His heart moved, looking at Han Ye, he seemed to have a thousand words, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing him coming in, Han Ye raised his head and smiled, "Hua Man Lou, where did you go? Don't you take me with you when you go out to play?"

Hua Manlou took a deep breath, walked over casually, and said, "It's just a casual walk."

"Fine then. But next time you won't allow a person to sneak away alone."

Hua Manlou nodded.He saw that Han Ye's handwriting was much rounder, more beautiful, and less impatient.

He couldn't help being a little curious.

"Brother Xiao Han, you seem to be less anxious."

Han Ye smiled, lowered his head and wrote for a while, and said, "Probably he has already felt at ease."

"Peace of mind?" Hua Manlou asked.

"Well, what's the saying? If it comes, it will be safe. Since many things are beyond my control, why not just let it go."

Seeing Han Ye's smile, Hua Manlou was calm and calm, as if he really didn't care about anything.

He sighed, and gently hugged Han Ye from behind: "Ye Xin, don't worry, brother Qi will protect you in the future."

Han Ye was very moved when he heard Hua Manlou whispering softly in his ear.He had a sore nose, tried his best to hold back, and said, "I'm not necessarily weaker than you."

"Well, I'll wait for you to protect me." Hua Manlou let go of Han Yexin, sat on the chair next to her, and said with a smile.

Seeing his smile, Han Ye felt relieved, and said, fortunately, he has become the usual Huamanlou, otherwise...

Why is he always moved by this kid?

"By the way, Huamanlou," Han Ye pointed to the Guqin and said, "I've never heard you play the piano."

Hua Manlou walked over and brushed the strings: "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"Hmm..." Han Ye thought about it.He has listened to a few pieces of Guqin, but the effect is more significant than Professor Zhang's lectures!

I don't know if there are any cheerful tunes in the guqin?

"Let's play "Phoenix Courting the Phoenix"!" Han Yexin said, the tone of the proposal must not be too old and lonely!

"Haha..." Hua Manlou covered his stomach and laughed: "Brother Xiao Han, you really have it, and you actually ordered this! But, well, I'll play it for you!"

After Hua Manlou set up the piano, Han Ye immediately moved a stool and sat on the opposite side.

Incense was silent, and he opened his eyes suddenly.Gently touch the painting with your fingers, and a quaint and clear voice comes.

Is it Fengye?Phoenix?

Han Ye only saw the person playing the piano, although his figure was immature, there was a star in the world.

The clock of good fortune is in its people.

Mind has been confused.Han Ye suddenly lowered his head and sighed secretly: Huamanlou, Huamanlou!