The Rise of Phoenixes

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Although it is a contagious disease, no one chooses to isolate the patient, but everyone is very diligent in bathing, washing hands and changing clothes. When entering or leaving the yard, he will first use a medical bath in the partial room to clean himself. Ning Yi knows that he is anxious anyway. At this time, no one should be ill, especially himself. Once he fell down, Feng Zhiwei would not be able to live, so he was tired of it. He entered and exited countless times a day. He took countless baths, and his skin on his hands began to break. .

In the evening, he didn’t want anyone to wait. He slept in Fengzhiwei’s room, turned over after an hour’s sleep, and got up to look at her. Fengzhiwei’s condition was so frightening that he was burning like a fire. Near three feet, he felt hot, and suddenly it was as cold as ice, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop. He applied an ice pack to her suddenly, and after a while, he quickly withdrew and added a quilt. The stove, I don't know how many times toss.

Once he was very tired and fell asleep in a faint, he felt Feng Zhiwei stopped breathing in a trance, jumped out of the bed with a slam, and flew to Feng Zhiwei's bed. His eyes were inconvenient and he fluttered too fast. He knocked over the teapot on the table. The fragments of the porcelain teapot cut his fingers. He just unknowingly probed her breath. He felt the hot air between her noses beneath his bleeding fingers, and he grew long. Export gas.

That night he was covering his bleeding fingers in silence, silent for a long time, and dared not fall asleep again.

However, in a few days, Ning Yi was surprisingly thin. His face was pale and he saw the pale blue veins under his skin. His eyes were burning like a demon fire, and he was shocked. Ning Cheng couldn’t see it anymore. One night He broke into the room, occupied the small bed and refused to let it. He was kicked out by Ning Yi. Ning Cheng cried at the door, and Ning Yi reached out and smashed a blue and white porcelain bottle on his head.

Three days later, Gu Nanyi shot and threw him out of the acupuncture point. He dragged another bed to sleep and felt uncomfortable after a while. He slept to the foot of the bed and he stepped on the rosewood foot Lying on the bed, slowly curling up the long body into a ball, thinking of Feng Zhiwei also curled up in front of his bed like this, and stepped on to sleep. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he always saw her falling asleep. Insecurely holding the quilt tightly, long eyelashes hanging down, and a soft arc under the eyes.

He felt that she was sleeping soundly and her feet should be comfortable, but now I know that it was not so comfortable.

Uncomfortable, he couldn't sleep. Waiting for Feng Zhiwei to look like he used to look down in the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up and looked down at him sideways. What would he say then? He had to think about it.

But waiting and waiting, Feng Zhiwei never looked down. He thought about what to say, and had no chance to play. He closed his eyes, feeling that the taste of blocking was again coming up. I didn’t know why it was so cold in autumn night. Silently penetrated into the muscles.

Later, he didn't wait. He used to sleep on his feet and was very convenient. He felt that she was hot. When she stretched her hand, she caught an ice pack. She felt that she was cold. When she stretched her hand, she dragged the quilt to ignite the brazier.

One night there was drizzle, Ning Yi was in the house, Gu Nanyi slept on the roof, Ye Di sounded long and long, and it hurts, everyone was waiting in the yard, listening The paper door was slowly pulled open, and the best doctor from the South China Sea stepped out of the door, pale, and knelt under the porch to kowtow to the room.

Ning Yi didn't come out, the room was silent, the wisps of white smoke fluttered, and condensed into a strange and cold picture in the autumn rain curtain.

Yan Huai puffed, kneeling down in the rain.

He Lianzheng screamed "Ao" and ran out without knowing which unlucky egg would be beaten again.

The students at Qingming Academy were stunned in the rain, not knowing whether it was rain or something else on the wet face.

The entire yard was shrouded in silence, and everyone was stiffly carved into clay woodcarving, without knowing how to itch. The doctor's head slammed on the wooden promenade, the sound was hollow, and the heart was struck with pain, and the autumn rain was lingering The yellowed and pale leaves that fell from the wet corners looked very similar to everyone's face.

There was no light in the room, and the half-covered door leaf was dark and invisible, only a faint sight of Ning Yi's thin back, and his back was motionless against the courtyard autumn rain.

After a long time of silence, his voice came lightly.

"roll."

The doctor went away in vain, and each wrinkle carried the luck of escaping from the dead. When he passed Huaqiong, he staggered. Huaqiong helped him, looking at this famous doctor in Fengzhou, who was full of embarrassment at the moment. Road: "I will send you out."

She sent the doctor all the way to the door and was about to turn around, but saw the doorman of Qiyuan walked in and scolded, throwing her hat and said, "What time is this, what else is there, and someone dares to cheat!"

Hua Qiong questioned a probe, and saw a person looking at the brain not far from the gate of Qiyuan. Menting said indignantly behind her: "I haven't left for a few days! I want to make a private reward! But Fengzhou The first doctor is helpless, he can't write a prescription, can he succeed? Take it to the front of the temple, it is to die!"

Hua Qiong looked at the man again and met the other person's hopeful eyes. She thought for a while and then waved.

Ning Yi was quiet in the faint smoke of a room.

Behind the smoke is Feng Zhi's pale face.

She was not hot or chilly anymore, and she didn't have the kind of violent vomiting that looked scary and seemed to spout even her heart, stomach and stomach. She slept quietly there, like a cloud about to drift away , Light and weak.

Ning Yi stared at her stunned for a long while, and slowly lifted off the thin cicada mask on her face.

His fingers touched slowly under the mask, and he touched the slightly drooping eyebrows, making sure that the yellow face under the mask was drooping.

This woman, afraid to find her true face for the world, wears both faces tirelessly.

Ning Yi smiled unsmilingly, reached over the sink by the bed, soaked the cloth towel, and wringed it slowly.

It's definitely uncomfortable to wear two layers of Yi Rong, but she should always be refreshed.

He clings to a warm cloth towel, but his fingers are cold, so a wet ball is held in his hand, like holding his own heart, his fingers clenched tightly, thinking of the first sight of the lake in the backyard of Qiufu, she was partial. Holding his head, he stood halfway in the water, clutching his wet hair.