what a good man

No, and, I don't know if I will regret it after all.

"Zhang Liang, there's no need to sing, no doubt he can't hear it."

As soon as I finished speaking, Zhang Liang stopped speaking.

He raised his head, apart from being lonely, there was actually a bit of stubbornness on his face.

"Ah Zhen."

He wanted to say that I lied to him.

"No doubt, I just called my mother."

"..."

"No doubt he will hear it."

"..."

I am speechless, this is the second time I am speechless this evening.

I stretched out my left hand, pulled Zhang Liang's hair forcefully, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"..."

"I'm not kidding you, no doubt he can't see or hear, and he doesn't even feel pain."

I waved my fingers in front of Busu, but Busu didn't blink his eyes.

My hand reached out to Busu's little buttocks, and when I was about to pinch, Zhang Liang stopped me.

"Ah, no!"

"...he really doesn't hurt." I sighed. In just a few days, the number of times I sighed probably caught up with the number of times I sighed in my entire life.

Even though I can tell you don't feel any pain at all.

Zhang Liang was still reluctant.

I can't bear it either.

But I would even look forward to a miracle, if I pinch it, it would be so painful that I would cry non-stop, that would be great.

No mother in the world would want to hear the cry of her child, but I want to hear it.

I really want to hear it.

Buji is only one year old, his world is already pitch black, he cannot hear, see, or even feel pain.

If he cries, I feel better.

However, he does not cry.

He didn't cry a sound.

I withdrew my hand and brought the bowl forward: "I want to feed Buzhi some goat's milk."

"I come."

"……it is good."

Zhang Liang's movements were cautious and gentle to the extreme.

I was suddenly a little envious.

Long treats him as if he is his own. He travels to visit famous doctors every day, and he has no time to treat his own injuries. Zhang Liang puts down everything at hand and travels thousands of miles to the enemy camp to save him.

Since I came to this world, my father has never been so gentle to me. It is said that I have many wet nurses, but none of them can live beyond half a month.The reason for this, I can't imagine.

Sometimes I often think, why can I live until now?It turned out to be safe and sound, not deaf or blind, not missing arms or legs.

So I have such good luck, why can't I share some of it with Busu?

A little bit is fine, and he won't suffer like this.

Zhang Liang fed Busu a small bowl of goat milk, then took my handkerchief and carefully wiped the corners of Busu's lips.

"Ah Zhen."

"Ok?"

"Would it be possible to restore him to health as long as he is fed with my blood for 49 days?"

"……I have no idea."

"It's just the possibility of recovery. Are you willing to try such a chance?"

"As long as there is a little hope, I will not give up."

"As expected of a dear father." There was no sarcasm in Bai Feng's words, he said lightly, "Chi Lian uses the butterfly wing bird to send messages to me, about half a liter per day (Author Ye: Don't get excited, this is Qin Chao) The unit of measurement! Half a liter is about 49 milliliters now, and half a liter is what I think, and it is less than [-] milliliters!), for seven or seven days in a row, and finally let Buxi take a single medicine and it will be fine. "

"What medicine?"

"I don't need to tell you about this. I'll look for it, so you don't need to make trouble." Bai Feng paused, and then said, "Ji Zhen, you can't let General Chu find out that Zhang Liang is here, or something will happen. Remember Qi Qi 49 days, without a day's interruption... Also, Yan Lu lives here, tell him that I will be back soon... don't worry."

"Feng Bao." I called to stop Bai Feng who was about to leave.

"Anything else?" He paused, but did not turn around.

"You have to be careful." I sniffed and murmured, "...I tell you, I can't take any more blows."

"It's ridiculous, who do you think can hurt me?"

In the next second, Bai Feng disappeared under the moonlight.

Yinxue stood up from the charcoal stove, patted the ashes on her knees, and said quietly: "Mr. Zhang Liang, young master, please take the young master to the inner room. I will guard here, and no one will come bothering."

"Thank you, Miss Snow Song."

The inner room is inside the outer room, and usually no one will come in except me and Long Qi. There is only a small couch inside, and there is no window.

I lit the lamp, and the house finally lit up.

"Ah Zhen, go and get the dagger and the small bowl, and a basin of clean water, I'm sorry."

"……it is good."

He cleaned his hands, sterilized the dagger on the candle, and then scratched his wrist without hesitation. I suddenly reached out and held his hand.

It is an instinctive reaction of the body.

"...Is there no other way?" I asked.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days.

Seven seven 49 knives.

Just like Ling Chi.

Or do it yourself.

"I can't just stand by and watch something happen to Busu. Chi Lian said that this is the only way."

"...But you will die."

"I'm fine, I'll be fine."

"..."

"Ah Zhen, no doubt it is our child, I love him very much."

"...I know." I love him too.

extremely love.

"Even at the cost of my life, I will not let him have trouble."

"..."

He was so decisive, I silently let go of his hand slowly.

Seeing that I didn't stop me anymore, Zhang Liang scratched his wrist.Blood snaked down from the knife edge and flowed into the small white bowl.After a while, a small half bowl was filled.

"enough."

I quickly took out the bandage, pulled his wrist, and tied up the wound tightly for him.

"Ah Zhen, there is no need to tie so many loops."

"Tie it tighter, and then it won't bleed." I ignored him and continued to tie it, round and round.

"Tomorrow... still need to use it."

I stopped.

tomorrow.

Tomorrow... still need it.

——How nice it would be if tomorrow never came.

Zhang Liang fed a small bowl of blood into Buji's mouth, but luckily Buji had no sense of taste, didn't dislike the smell of blood, and finished it obediently.It was a blessing among misfortunes.

I got up suddenly, puffed out my cheeks and blew out the lamp.

It was dark again in the inner room.

"Ah Zhen, what's wrong?" Zhang Liang asked suspiciously.

"Well, let's accompany him for a while. What he sees is black now. I'm afraid he will be afraid. Let's accompany him like this, shall we?"

Really, I was locked in a dark room when I was a child, and I was afraid when I couldn’t see the light.There is no doubt that he was younger than me at that time, so he must also be very scared.

When I think of this, I just feel very uncomfortable in my heart.

After a long time, I heard Zhang Liang say softly: "No doubt, no fear."

"Ok?"

"No doubt he is a man." Zhang Liang paused, and then said, "He will protect his mother when he grows up, how can he be afraid?"

fan Zeng raid

It was already dawn outside, I woke up faintly, looked at Busu beside him, he was still sleeping soundly, his little face was flushed, already had blood color, much brighter and rosier than a few days ago.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, I felt much calmer.

"Ah Zhen."

Long Qi's voice came from outside the door, and I responded, "Are you back?"

"Yeah." He pushed the door open, forced a smile on his tired face, looked at me and Busu, hesitated to speak a few times, and said for a long time, "Ah Zhen, I'm sorry—"

"Why are you apologizing?"

I looked at his thin face, and he has been haggard a lot recently. He is obviously in his prime, and we should be more youthful and lively.

"I've traveled all over Huaiyin this time, but I still haven't been able to visit a famous doctor." With a guilty look on Long Qi's face, he immediately held my hand again and said firmly, "But don't worry, I'll listen to others. explain--"

"Small and even." I interrupted him, looking straight into his eyes.

In those red eyes, I saw too many emotions.It's not that I didn't remember Bai Feng's exhortation, but I just didn't want to hide it from him.

He doesn't need to run around and work hard every day, and I don't want to see him work hard.

I said, "Xiaoqi, he's here."

Long Qi was stunned, he was at a loss while holding my hand, it took him a long time to react, and asked softly: "Is Zhang Liang?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

His expression softened, and he felt a lot more lonely. He nodded and said, "If it's him, he should be able to get better soon... If he gets better, Ah Zhen doesn't have to worry."

"...Zhang Liang is in the inner room now." I lowered my head, gently stroked Busu's peaceful sleeping face with my fingers, "Only Baifeng and Yinxue know about this matter. Baifeng went to find medicine for Busu , may not come back for the time being."

"I understand." Long Qie said softly, "I will keep it a secret. I will find a way to hide it from Master Fan and King Xiang."

"Xiaoqiqi." I buried my head even lower, and my voice sank, "...Thank you."

"Ah Zhen, I understand. Zhang Liang is not only from the Han camp, he is also Buji's biological father." Long Qie paused, and then said, "And he is the only person in the world who can save Buji."

"Xiaoqie, thank you." I repeated my words.

"Ah Zhen?"

"Thank you for being so kind."

"...Is it really good for me to treat you?"

"Very well, you treated me very well."

"Do you really like me then?"

I am most afraid of dragons and asked me this question, but in fact I never answered him.

He only paused for a while, and then said again: "It's okay, Ah Zhen will answer later. I can wait."

he always said yes