[Yi Tian] Shallow look at the test lamp

The old doctor took my pulse first, and his expression didn't fluctuate much.I am a martial arts practitioner, so I naturally know that there is nothing wrong with my pulse condition, and the damage to my skull is just a traumatic injury.He then brushed my long hair carefully and gently pressed the top of my head, the pain was so painful that I almost smashed the bed board with my palm.

"Although the madam is in severe pain, the skull injury is not serious. The old man checked carefully, and it did not hurt the inside. The old man prescribed a few recuperation prescriptions, and fixed the madam's head by the way. Think about it After three days, Madam will heal most of her injuries. In ten days and a half months, there will be no serious problems. In two or three months, Madam will be like a normal woman..." The old doctor stroked his beard and said, I was stunned: " Thank you, sir."

But can you stop talking about your wife?

The old doctor took the medicine box and went out to prescribe the prescription. I heard him telling Xiao Yi about my physical condition.

Through the curtains, I vaguely saw him running for me, grabbing the sheets, with mixed emotions in my heart.

After about an hour or two, he brought the medicine bowl with a steaming medicinal fragrance and put it on the small table outside the curtain, then he lifted the curtain and carefully helped me up: "Slow down... ..."

After I half leaned against him and got up, he held the medicine bowl, stared at me hesitantly for a moment, and then fed me little by little the decoction with a spoon.I drank awkwardly, but my body was so weak that I really had no ability to move, what Xiao Yi did was also reasonable.So I could only swallow the soup slowly, trying to keep my attention on the spoon, not looking at Xiao Yi's expression.

It took a stick of incense to drink up a bowl of decoction. After Xiao Yi helped me to lie down, the old doctor wrapped my head with a splint and a bandage.

I imagined my weird appearance and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xiao Yi turned around in amazement, looked at me, and smiled lightly: "I'm tired from running all the way, I'll go down and buy some snacks to rest, and wait for a while." After saying that, he turned around and walked outside the medical hall Go, I didn't have time to call him, so I could only turn my eyes to the old doctor: "How is he?"

The old doctor sighed and shook his head: "That gentleman suffered a relatively serious internal injury at least, as can be seen from his complexion. As for the extent of the injury, the old man needs to diagnose the pulse himself."

My heart jumped in an instant: "Doctor, when he comes back, I must check him carefully..."

The old doctor nodded with a smile: "Of course, ma'am. It's my job to save lives and heal the wounded."

I tilt my head feebly—please stop calling me Mrs.

I was worried that Sanssouci Palace might use force against Emei because of this, so I hurriedly wrote a letter to Fei Ge to send a letter to Senior Sister Ding, who is still the director of Emei.When I released the grid, I originally wanted to wait for Xiao Yi to come back to rest, but I stared at the gradually shortening wick in the lamp, and fell into a deep sleep within a moment.

Waking up from a dream, the morning sun gently spreads on the stone bricks, emitting a soft golden light.From the outside of the medical hall came the shouts of vendors, the sound of rolling wheels, and the crisp chirping of birds... It seemed that everything in the town came alive because of the high sunshine.I lifted a corner of the curtain, and then suddenly froze.

Xiao Yi fell asleep on the table, the golden light cast a clear silhouette on his face.His complexion was still pale, his breathing was short and intermittent, and it was obvious that his internal injuries were still not healed.Xiao Yi's complexion was fair, and coupled with his current weakness, his whole body seemed to disappear under the golden light.Next to his slender fingers was a pack of snacks wrapped in thin threads. Even in a medical hall, it seemed that he could smell the aroma of snacks mixed with the smell of medicine.

I got up slowly so as not to disturb him, and then put the thin quilt on him.The sound of flying flowers within 20 meters of a martial arts practitioner should be like thunder, but he didn't wake up from my actions, which shows how seriously he was injured.

I walked to the main hall of the medical center and saw the little medicine boy squatting beside the stove fanning the wind.Seeing me get up, he exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Immortal, sir, you can't get up!"

Immortal... sister?

As I said that, several ten-year-old drug boys jumped out, took my hand and wanted to lead me back.I squatted down dumbfounded, and looked at them at the same level: "My sister wants to find your husband, where did he go?"

The little drug boys said one after another: "Mr. has gone out to collect herbs. When we are fourteen or five years old, we can go out with him! Now we can only fan the stove. Mr. said that the beasts in the mountains will eat us up, eh Well, it's chewed off, not swallowed...so it hurts, and I can't follow Mr.

I silently glanced at them, even if I was 15 years old, it is very possible to be gnawed off.

"Is there a prescription for that gentleman?" I pointed to the inner room, and the little drug boys nodded: "Yes, it's in this stove! Ah——I just remember talking, it's over, it's going to be muddy Mister will definitely scold us!"

After they finished speaking, they started to fan the wind and lift the stove in a hurry. I stood on the side apologetically, and the little drug boys didn’t forget to smile at me when they were busy. With a lover by my side, will children be jumping around like today...

When the medicine was ready, Xiao Yi still didn't get up.I couldn't bear to disturb him, so I put the medicine in a jar first, sat on a chair and talked with these little drug boys who had no mission for the time being.Most of them were orphans during the war. After being rescued by the old doctor, they stayed in the hospital to help.

The name given to them by the old doctor is very distinctive. There are seven children in total. They are called Chai Rice Oil Salt Sauce Vinegar Tea... and then add a "small" in front of them to get their names.

Their childhood was spent like this, although it was warm, it was inevitably monotonous.I told them some stories I had heard from the market place. The youngest Xiaocha was sitting on my lap, and the other children were all sitting aside, listening attentively... Sometimes I would suddenly get stuck. Looking at their bright smiles sadly, I was filled with emotion.

After telling a joke, the little drug boys and I were laughing up and down, but from the corner of the eye, we saw Xiao Yi walking weakly, unsteady: "Are you awake?" Seeing this, I quickly got up and supported him, and asked with concern : "We quarreled with you?"

Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Why, it's you..." He turned his hand to support my arm, frowned and said: "Go back and rest first, it won't be too late to come out after three days."

A few boys yelled "Disturb the mandarin duck and get kicked by the donkey", and was beaten back by some other children, "Obviously they are a couple of gods and gods", and then they all ran away laughing, leaving only Xiao Yi and me standing in place.

I smiled uncomfortably, and said softly: "Your medicine is ready, go to rest after drinking it." Xiao Yi nodded and smiled: "Okay." Then he walked to the side of the medicine bowl and filled a bowl of medicine himself. Bowl, drink as many as you want.

If it wasn't for God's will, I never would have imagined that I would get along so peacefully with a member of the Demon Cult, even like an old friend I haven't seen for many years.

I was half leaning on the bed, holding a book in my hand, but I had no intention of reading it.

There must be a gap between Su Rin and Song Qingshu. As for whether there will be a vicious fight, although the probability is high, it is not necessarily.From the bottom of my heart, I don't want Su Lin to die. After all, if Su Lin's backer disappears, Junior Sister Zhou's safety will become a top priority.And it's impossible for me to go to Sansou Palace again, and I don't want to see Song Qingshu... He was originally from Wudang, a well-known decent family, but he secretly joined the Demon Sect.Am I going to tear him apart?Do you want to write a letter to Zhang Zhenren, telling him to take precautions against Song Qingshu?

[The first life is the master of the Demon Cult, but unfortunately he was betrayed and died with hatred.In the second life, this seat is Jue Jue's child, but she and Ding Minjun ignored him because of her different behavior.In the third life, I abandon unnecessary feelings, and my lifelong wish is to revitalize the Palace of Worry-free and dominate the martial arts world. 】

If I really did this, it would probably be the stimulation of his third life.So what will Song Qingshu do in a frenzy? To overthrow Emei, eradicate the six major sects, and conquer the martial arts are all unknown...

But the current situation has been torn apart, and they can no longer live in peace. So, how can he calm down?

【I miss you so much...】

If I can still remember things from my previous life, maybe that should help.It's a pity that I can only detect some things from his few words, such as Song Qingshu's lack of trust in others, because he has been betrayed several times in a row.And because I am still young and have a close relationship with him, maybe he has a desire for monopoly. I don't want me to grow up and be sensible, I just hope that I will always be a child and rely on him...

This kind of affection for relatives has been distorted to such a degree. To be honest, I still resist Song Qingshu in my heart.If Master and Senior Sister Ding can still stop him, I will definitely push this matter to the two of them, and I will definitely not solve it by myself.

It's just that I'm already alone, and Emei behind me is really vulnerable when confronted with absolute power.I must not use Emei as a bet, or as a sacrifice.Song Qingshu's martial arts are far superior to mine, and there may be only one person in the world who can rival him.

Zhang Wuji.

A thought crossed my mind, and I was stunned by such a selfish thought in an instant.

If Zhang Wuji is allowed to fight against Song Qingshu, the left and right envoys of Mingjiao fight against Su Rin, and the remaining Mingjiao people and disciples of the six major sects resist Sansou Palace, maybe everything will turn around.And in this way, the Mingjiao will also have a lot of pressure, and it will make the six major sects a lot easier if they want to come up with something in the future.

Am I...too selfish...

Xiao Yi tried his best to save me, but I'm here to plan how... how to maximize their damage.

It's just that the strength of Sanssouci Palace is far from being as ordinary as I thought, otherwise I would definitely not easily move the idea of ​​Mingjiao.The confidence in Su Rin's words does not come entirely from her unique skills, but from her pride in Song Qingshu and the entire Sanssouci Palace.It seems that we should get inside first and then settle outside. It seems that after a few days when I recover from my injuries, I can go back to Emei and attack Song Qingshu's Sanssouci Palace together with the disciples of the other five sects.