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Chapter 92 Helpless people can’t sleep

###092 Helpless people can’t sleep

The flowers are shady, the bells outside the mountains are ringing to say farewell,
Halfway through the night, the wind blows the apricot powder, which seems to be due to the rush yesterday.

Snow in Tianchi, red plums reflected, when next year comes, it will be cool in the middle of the mountain.

An Zhuyan remained silent, but Xiaoyu had to ask.She has already said that Wan Xue Sheng Xi San, can only hope that no one on land knows that this medicine is related to underwater.

Maybe not many people on land know about the existence of underwater cities. Maybe the underwater world is much more open than on the road.However, is this senior really reliable?What should he do if he does something detrimental to the underwater world?

Thinking of this, Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously.He held his forehead with his palms again, Jing Suyang's teachings buzzing in his ears.The people on land are far less sinister than those in the city.In Wancheng, every family helps each other, everyone is willing to take care of others, and everyone is honest with each other.People on land are completely different from people in the city. You must not blindly trust others, and don't think that people who look kind-hearted are good people.

Children on the land will steal your things when you are not paying attention; an old man on the land will pretend to be sick and beg for food from you. After you give him your own food, he will run around happily with the food, without even looking at it. He doesn't look the slightest bit old or frail.

In short, everyone on land seems to be deceiving.

However, the master treated me very well, not only saved me several times, but also taught me to read, and took me to Tianchi to see the snow.Thinking of this, Xiaoyu felt hot in her heart, as if bubbles were bubbling in her chest.She removed her hand from her forehead and put it on her chest.I couldn't help but want to cry.

But there are no tears, and no one in Wan City can see the appearance of tears, but Master Ye once said that tears on land are as beautiful as condensation, and as sad as dry stones.

They cry when they are happy, and even shed tears when they are sad.

The tears are new, the golden thread is old, and the heart is broken.

The warblers at the side of the brocade loom frequently speak, and the shuttle stops and weeps to recall people.

I draw spring water by the bridge, and get drunk under the flowers for a few years.

After parting, I only knew that we were ashamed of each other, and the tears could not be sent far away.

These poems sing about human tears. Xiaoyu also wants to know what her own tears look like, and why Master Ye said, "When Xie Lin's pipa sings with the water, the sound is as low as tears."

She had seen tears and the dew in Lu Ren's eyes.

why not?The master clearly said that when we first met, my body was unstable, like a puddle of smelly water. Since my body can turn into water, why can't I squeeze out a drop of tears.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and before long, she rubbed them again unwillingly.Seeing this, An Zhuyan thought that Xiaoyu had some eye disease, and asked quickly, "What's wrong? Miss, what's wrong with your eyes? I'll take a look for you. Could it be that the flying catkins flying all over the mountain during spring and summer hurt the girl's eyes?" Or were you burned by the flames when I asked you to change the brazier?"

Xiaoyu shook her head aggrievedly and nodded aggrievedly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"I have already told senior what medicine I used for the master. Can you please tell me now how to save the master?"

An Zhuyan pondered for a long time and then said: "I am not sure about this matter. Although I have heard my father mention it before, Wan Xue Sheng Xi Di, but..."

"But what?" An Zhuyan remembered the prescription that his father showed him when he was dying. The prescription only had three herbs, but it could be made into three different pills, powder, and dew.

One can make people die, one can make people live, and there is another one that he has not yet understood.When he heard that Wan Xue had died, he suddenly realized something, but he couldn't find what he had understood.It just feels like walking along a dark path, without hearing the sound of fish and insects, and there is no difference between the four seasons. The scenery is the same all around.

This myriad of snows are like a half-covered hibiscus that suddenly appears in front of the eyes in the dark path, with a sentimental and silent expression.

Is it because he has been lost for too long, or is it really related to Anjia's prescription?What on earth is this Ten Thousand Snows?

He seemed to have heard his father mention it vaguely before his death, but An Zhuyan had traveled to so many places and seen so many patients over the years, but he had never heard of this medicine.As time passed, he even thought that his father might have remembered it wrong or said it wrong.After all, no one has ever used the An family's ancestral medicine.

My father even said that the secret of Liujitang is hidden in the ancestral prescription, and it is best if this secret is never revealed.

Naturally, he was unwilling to take risks, at least until he found out what the medicine Wan Xueshengxi San was, he couldn't risk Ye Xiaolou's life.

The solemn look on Nightingale's face when she came back was even more terrifying than before.Even the joking Ye Qing seemed to be in pain and unable to speak.

Seeing this, An Zhuyan couldn't help but said: "Don't do this, you all go back to rest when you're tired, it's useless to stand here one by one, he is like this, even if you have to discuss something with him, you can't let him wake up."

Nightingale loosened her clenched hands slightly, and said, "I have important matters to leave Qixia Mountain for a few days, and now Yeling is emotionally unstable, Madam is in seclusion again. Besides... this matter will not disturb Madam at all. Ye Qing's The body should be able to recover within a few days."

The sky is about to dawn outside the window, but helpless people can't sleep.

"Let's all go to sleep. Jing Xianglou will be fine for the time being. It's not like Ye Xiaolou has never woken up. When he woke up, he repaired the curtain on Qixia Mountain. Now, not to mention outsiders, even a passing bird Can’t fly in.”

Nightingale grabbed An Zhuyan's shoulders in despair and said, "What did you say? Did you say that the original poster woke up? When did it happen? Did he wake up while I was out?"

An Zhuyan was swayed back and forth, and the Nightingale grew taller, making An Zhuyan even shorter, so he could only raise his head and raise his voice, shouting: "Let me go, if my joint is broken , If you can't hold the needle firmly, even if you can invite those old gods from Kunlun Mountain, you, the host, won't be able to wait until then."

Nightingale let go of her hand in shame and bowed.Ye Qing said, "You damn gambler, if you have a solution, why are you so hesitant? What did you whisper to Miss Xiaoyu just now? Why don't you show me all your skills?"

"No. Now I can only give him an acupuncture every hour, which can still protect his heart. The rest must be left to fate. Maybe tomorrow, he will suddenly wake up."

Ye Qing opened his mouth wide and seemed to have forgotten how to speak for a moment. Nightingale looked respectful and solemn. It seemed that as long as An Zhuyan's words had the meaning of keeping Ye Xiaolou alive, he would believe it.Xiaoyu didn't understand even more, wondering why this senior spoke so confusingly.

"You said just now that he would wake up by himself?" Xiaoyu asked timidly.

Exactly what the other two wanted to say but didn't say.

"Senior, don't lie to me. Did you just say that the master might wake up on his own?"

In an incredible twist, no one wants to believe that this sentence is just a joke casually made up by the miracle doctor of the world.

(End of this chapter)