Opposite the entrance hall

There was a crowd in Youxing Street, and there were more than a dozen people with fever and cough. I don’t know where I heard the news that the isolation shed was full of infected patients, and a bunch of people crowded together to infect each other. The disease became more and more serious, and the government asked them to gather together, and most likely they would go in and wait to die.

When Qi Ran arrived, the two sides were at war with each other, the noise was deafening, and their faces were full of uncontrollable anger, as if they could start a fight if anything went wrong. It was handled properly, good words of persuasion and intimidation were added, and both good and bad faces sang thoroughly.

The messy things during this period caused people to have a headache, Qi Ran rubbed the center of his brows, looked for a place to rest tiredly, looked at the eaves and closed his eyes, wondering if it was because he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, his head was throbbing, There seemed to be tens of thousands of bees buzzing in my ears, my throat was extremely dry, and when I swallowed my saliva, I felt a burning sensation, which went straight to my heart, and even the blood in my whole body became hot.

He felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly. When Feng heard the sound of footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes and looked up.

"Master Qi," the person from the Longxi Chief Envoy came over, pulled the white cloth off his face, showed his face and saluted, and said softly: "The inspection inside is almost done, and there are three families left. The doctor can arrange it after looking at it one by one.”

"How many people are there?" Qi Ran asked hoarsely.

"There are 30 people with fever and cough, most of whom are young and middle-aged people, and the remaining 40 people are weak and weak in limbs. The doctor said that he can't see why now, and he doesn't jump to conclusions. He can only wait a few days to see."

"Well," Qi Ran nodded against the wall, "Be careful when arranging them into the isolation shed, separate them from those who have been diagnosed, and pay more attention when asking people to sprinkle lime water."

The people from Longxi Chief Envoy responded.

Suddenly, another person hurried over and said in a panic, "Master Qi, a sick citizen suddenly fell ill, and now he vomits blood and falls to the ground."

Qi Ran's expression changed, he stood up, endured the discomfort and pulled up the white cloth hanging around his neck, without saying a word, he hurried out.

Seeing this, the two people behind hurriedly followed.

The sick people were checked out and placed in the open space of Youxing Street. Because of the sudden situation, the calm crowd began to riot again. The people from the government shouted loudly to maintain order, and all kinds of voices came and went. , Noisy people are annoying.

The sick commoner was surrounded in the middle of the crowd, the doctor arrived early, Qi Ran walked in through the crowd, and while ordering the officials to disperse the crowd, don't all gather together, while fastening a white cloth to cover his mouth and nose. Going up, he asked in a muffled voice, "How?"

Hearing the sound, the old doctor raised his eyes and glanced at him, but shook his head without saying a word.

Qi Ran's face darkened, he stretched out his hand to pick up the still warm corpse, and looked carefully with his eyes lowered, the man was still hot and his pupils dilated before he died, it's not hard to see how uncomfortable he was.

He pinched the corpse's mouth open, and was about to take a closer look, but was suddenly blocked by a protruding one.

"My lord, you can't stay close, you will get infected, so you have to stay far away." The doctor said.

Hearing this, Qi Ran withdrew his hand and stared at it for a long time, then turned his head and ordered: "Have someone come and carry the corpse away, sprinkle more lime water, and after finishing the matter here, send someone to set up a stove to boil medicine at the street corner to ensure that Everyone drank it."

"Yes."

Everyone got the order and retreated one after another.

When the crowd was almost gone, Qi Ran got up, got up a little harder, his eyes darkened, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably. Seeing this, the doctor at the side quickly reached out to support him, and only then did he prevent him from falling. Then he said anxiously: "My lord, be careful. My lord hasn't had a good rest these days. Is it too much? This old man will take your pulse for your lord."

After stabilizing his body, Qi Ran waved his hands, "It's okay."

He let go of other people's hands and rubbed between his brows and walked a few steps forward, but after walking a little distance, his throat suddenly tightened, and a rusty smell gushed out. The corners of her lips slid down, and the sticky drops fell on the skirt of the clothes and the ground, brightly colored like blossoming red plums, and the surrounding things were spinning and gradually blurred.

Qi Ran's eyes trembled slightly, as if he weighed a thousand catties, his limbs couldn't lift a bit, and even his heart beat faster and faster. Falling backwards, the back touched the ground and raised a large cloud of dust.

The sound of the heavy object falling to the ground was a bit dull, but it was very clear. The people around surrounded him, and one by one anxious voices sounded.

"Master Qi!"

"grown ups!"

"Qi..."

These sounds came from far, far away, and when they reached the ears, they could only hear the buzzing sound, and there was nothing else.

A large cloud floated in the air, covering the heads of the crowd, blocking the faint sun and the light, and the sky became so dark. When the wind blows, the rustling of the leaves is mixed with the shouts of various colors, making it seem like everyone The sound was intermittent.

The low-flying swallows flapped their wings and hovered in the low sky.

The wind never stopped.

It's about to rain.

Jisi rode his horse through the streets, the sky was abnormally dark, his face was solemn, his eyes were piercing, the raised whip hit the horse's belly heavily, the brown horse was hurting from eating, its hooves were wide, and it was extremely fast, making a wheezing sound Panting, the wind whizzed past Ji Si's face, messy hair covered his eyes, a few drops of raindrops fell from the air from time to time, and fell on his face, a bit chilly, this coolness sticks to the flesh , slipped from the corner of the eye, penetrated in a little bit, spread to the limbs, and the cold heart ached.

The galloping horse gallops like flying.

When he arrived in front of Dou's mansion, Ji Si frowned and clenched the rope tightly. The brown horse raised its front hooves and struggled a few times in the air, making a sisi sound before stepping on the ground steadily and pacing back and forth.

Ji Si moved cleanly and got off his horse. The coldness in his eyes was so frightening that no one dared to look directly at him. He raised his legs and stepped up the steps, and the officials who had been waiting for a long time came up immediately.

"Master Ji." The official bowed and walked beside him, still needing to trot to keep up with Ji Si's pace.

He didn't speak, just looked down at the person.

The latter raised his head tremblingly. Although he didn't hear the sound, he understood the meaning from the look in his eyes, and said in a panic, "Master Qi fainted on Youxing Street. After receiving the news, the officer rushed away immediately." In the past, I have already called the doctor, and I am watching inside, and I have not come out after going in for a long time."

The person kept talking beside him, Ji Si didn't make a sound, but continued to walk forward at a faster pace. When he arrived in front of Qi Ran's house, there were many people surrounded in the yard. Cui Hao leaned against the pillar, frowning tightly Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and saw someone coming and went to meet him.

"Master Ji." said out loud.

Ji Si was flustered and pointed to the locked door.

"I don't know yet," Cui Hao shook his head, "I won't know what's going on until the doctor comes out, but I just heard from other people at the time that I had a fever."

heat.

What these two words represent, both of them knew in their hearts, Ji Si's heart sank, and all kinds of emotions filled his mind.

The door suddenly opened with a creak, and the white-haired old doctor came out of the room.

"How is it?" Cui Hao asked hurriedly.

The old doctor tore off the white cloth, stroked his beard, sighed and shook his head and said: "My lord has a fever, his breathing is disordered, his pulse is weak, and he vomited a lot of blood just now. He is indeed infected with an epidemic disease. Fortunately, he has a good foundation in martial arts." , still holding a sigh of relief, but there is no prescription for this disease, and it will not be alive for a few days..."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at Ji Si's fierce eyes, as if he couldn't get out of the words left by someone for some reason, so he had to change his words and said: "Anyway, you can't get close to people here, and you will be infected with the disease." of."

Cui Hao waved his hand and asked someone to send the doctor out. When he turned around again, Ji Si came over. He was a little anxious and opened his mouth to make a sound, but Cui Hao hurriedly stopped him, "Master Ji is still recovering from his injury. , It’s better not to make a sound, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease, come here, bring a pen and paper.”

The servants quickly delivered the pen and paper, and Ji Si took it and wrote a sentence and handed it back.

Cui Hao lowered his eyes and asked, "Who is this Dr. Cen? Can there be a solution?"

The relationship between Cen Yulou and him couldn't be explained clearly in a few words, so Ji Si had to change it.

【old friend】

"Old friend?" Cui Hao repeated, but he also knew that he shouldn't ask more questions, so he just nodded, "I'll get someone to find this doctor."

Cui Hao came out of the yard, and the other officials got busy because they couldn't stay for long. The yard was crowded just now and it seemed empty. Ji Si let go of his tightly clenched fists and raised his legs to enter the room. It was getting dark outside. , the room was not lit, it looked a little dark, the light coming in from the window lattice was very little, and the air was filled with a bitter smell of medicine, Qi Ran was lying on the bed, wearing only single clothes, his cheeks were sickly red, and his forehead was bleeding. A lot of fine sweat wetted the temples, and flowed into the skirt along the contour of the jaw. The chest rose and fell slowly, as if it would return to calm in the blink of an eye.

Ji Sifang moved lightly and walked over slowly. He didn't dare to blink his eyes. He stared at the person on the bed intently. Then he carefully fell down on the side of the bed rail and wiped his cold sweat with his hand.

This person seemed to be in a nightmare, his lips were tightly drawn, his brows were tightly frowned, and his breathing became short of breath.

so tired.

Never been so tired.

Just looking at people like this, Ji Si felt that all the strength in his body was sucked out, and he couldn't think of anything, it was empty, with his heart, and himself, like a fish out of water , Even breathing took all the strength of the whole body.

Cui Hao moved very quickly, and brought Cen Yulou and the boy named Chuyi over in a short time. When he stepped into the room, he saw Ji Si sitting on the ground, his face changed, and he hurried over and said worriedly : "Master Ji, are you uncomfortable?"

It wasn't until he heard the sound that Ji Si gradually came back to his senses, his face was as white as a piece of paper, more like a patient than Qi Ran who was sleeping on the bed.

He shook his head, looked at Cen Yulou who was behind Cui Hao, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly got up by supporting the bed rail.

Cen Yulou came over and sat down to put down the medicine box. He didn't look at Qi Ran on the bed, but took Ji Si's hand, lowered his eyes to feel his pulse, and said in a flat tone: "I'm in a hurry, and I'm stuck in my heart. If you don't pay attention, Mr. Minister If you don’t catch the disease, you have to fall down for other diseases, wasting your body in vain.”

Although the two hadn't known each other for a long time, they felt a little bit of sympathy for each other. Ji Si didn't get angry and let him feel the pulse. When his faults were pointed out, Cen Yulou took out the pulse pillow from the medicine box with a look of He took Qi Ran's pulse solemnly.

Everyone held their breath.

Time passed little by little.

Qi Ran has practiced martial arts since elementary school. He seldom gets sick, and even eats little soup. He could vaguely hear some voices, but his eyelids were extremely heavy, and his body seemed to be crushed by a mountain, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

The whole person was dropped on the top of the mountain, exhausting all his strength and doing futile work, sweating profusely, but there was no change at all.

"Qi Ran."

"Qi Ran."

"Qi Ran."

A familiar voice wafted in my ear, and it swayed into my ear, and then my body was pushed, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Qi Ran opened his eyes suddenly, beads of sweat slid down his temples, blown by the wind, slightly cool and moist.

The surrounding scenery was somewhat familiar, and more unfamiliar, he moved his eyes, and what he saw were tables and chairs, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, paintings by everyone hung on the wall, and a ruler was placed on the table in front, It was used by teachers in the palace to punish students who did not complete their homework, but in fact, no one dared to use it for a group of princes and grandchildren, and it has always been just a decoration.

He moved his head, and his gaze finally fell on the young man beside him. Qi Ran was very familiar with that face. For countless nights, he recalled this face slowly falling asleep, how his eyebrows and eyes were, and the corners of his lips were raised. He remembered clearly how the range was, including the expression when he was angry.

Because this face is Li Si's face, 14-year-old Li Si, at that time, nothing had changed, Qi Xu hadn't been imprisoned, the Qi family hadn't collapsed, Li Si hadn't died, and nothing had started.

Qi Ran stared blankly, his eyes turned red inexplicably, as if tears would fall in the next second.

Li Si, who was still young, was frightened by his appearance, and opened his mouth to explain: "I can't, I didn't use much force when I hit you. Could it be that my internal energy has increased?"

While talking, he looked at his hands in disbelief. Suddenly, an external force pulled him over, and he fell into an embrace before he could react. Climbing up to the red tide, even his cheeks turned red immediately, he waited for a while, seeing that the person hugging him didn't intend to let go, so he said cautiously: "Qi Ran?"

A hoarse voice came from behind, "I had a dream."

"What dream?" Li Si asked.

"I dreamed that you were dead." Qi Ran's voice trembled when he said the word "dead".

"Hey, I thought something was wrong," Li Si patted him on the back with a smile, "It's just a dream, I'm here right now!"

Qi Ran tightened his hands, absorbing the warmth, "That dream was really scary."

"Aren't you not afraid of nothing?" Li Si teased.

"I'm afraid."

"Ah?" Ji Si thought he didn't hear clearly.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to find you."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

The update was rushed out, it was too late to think about the small theater!

ps: Happy April Fool's Day everyone!