In the early morning, the mountains and forests are shrouded in mist, like a fairyland. The chirping of birds is like a beautiful piece of music, which makes people feel happy to listen to it!

Song Yiran got out of the sleeping bag, couldn't help but hit a spirit, and instantly woke up.

It's cold!

It's human instinct.

She stood up at the collar, tied her hair back up, and patted her face.

Someone is already cooking.

"Doctor Song is up?" someone greeted Song Yiran, who was a little short and very thin, like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.

Song Yiran remembered him, he had helped him see a doctor before, and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

"There's already hot water boiling over there, you can go over and drink a little. ”

Song Yiran thanked him, turned around and went to the tent to get the kettle, drank the water in one go, and filled it with hot water.

Not to mention, it's quite warm to hold.

Li Xinhai also woke up, but his body was really bad, and he started coughing when he woke up, probably because he had a cold last night.

"Doctor Song, can you go over and show our son, he has been coughing all morning. ”

Song Yiran hung the kettle on his body, "Didn't you take medicine?"

Deng Zujiang was a little anxious, "Eating is eating, but it has no effect, could it be that his condition is more serious!"

Song Yiran said, "Then I'll go with you to have a look." ”

Deng Zujiang was very grateful, "Okay, Doctor Song, please." He didn't expect Song Yiran to be so easy to speak.

As soon as he walked to the door of the tent, Song Yiran heard Li Xinhai's coughing sound one after another. The voice is somewhat muffled and doesn't sound so intense.

Deng Zujiang stood at the door of the tent, "Childe, Doctor Song is here, let her help you take a look." ”

Li Xinhai didn't speak, still coughing.

Fan Kai came out of the tent and looked at Song Yiran, "Let's go in!" His eyes were really uncomfortable.

Song Yiran got into the tent, and Deng Zujiang and Fan Kai stood outside like two door gods.

She smelled a faint smell of medicine, and a very strong sandalwood fragrance, and what was even more strange was that under the sandalwood, there was a faint trace of blood, which was not obvious.

Vomiting blood, or ......

Song Yiran's face remained unchanged, and he stepped forward to check Li Xinhai's pulse.

"How can there be a sandalwood scent, are you smoked by this, that's why you coughed. ”

Li Xinhai finally stopped coughing, but his face was ugly, his pulse was beating very slowly, and his internal organs seemed to have undergone a round of fire baptism, and he was aging step by step.

Song Yiran put down his hand and shook his head, "I can't cure your illness." "Unless she uses fairy water, but she won't use fairy water to save people like Li Xinhai.

Li Xinhai coughed lightly twice, "Are you happy now?" The enemy is about to swallow, she should be happy.

Song Yiran didn't speak, Li Xinhai's situation was very strange, although she had a guess in her heart, she was not sure. Anyway, I still have to thank Ouyang Stinky Old Man for forcing her to read so many strange books, which made her gain a lot of knowledge, and her ability to understand traditional Chinese characters is also a lot better.

"My disease is indeed incurable. ”

In my impression, Li Xinhai seems to be so calm for the first time. It's not like he's talking about his illness, as if the person who is going to die is not him.

Song Yiran couldn't figure out his emotions, did he give up, or when it came to the Wuji fiefdom, what would happen to the turn of things?

Well, could it be that there is any treasure in the Wuji fiefdom that can cure his illness?

"You're not sick ......," Song Yiran spoke.

A smile suddenly appeared on Li Xinhai's slightly weak face, "It seems that you have already guessed something." His face seemed to be a little rosy, and he did not cough anymore.

The smell of blood......

"Zhu Youshu?" Song Yiran couldn't help but ask, this thought had been lingering in her heart for a long time.

Li Xinhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and then, there was a slight joy in his tone, "You really understand it very well." Until this time, Li Xinhai's cough seemed to be cured, and the person also returned to the appearance of a clear breeze and a bright moon.

"I don't really understand it, but I have unintentionally read some books in various aspects, and I have a little impression. She paused, "Are you going to change your life?"

According to legend, Zhu Yushu is an ancient witchcraft that has very powerful energy and is said to be able to heal diseases with the help of charms.

"Change your life against the sky?" Li Xinhai muttered these four words softly, "You can also say that!" But the pattern is too small! She is just a woman in the end, just thinking that he wants to change his own life, and he does not have enough vision.

"Since you're okay, then I'm going out, I don't want that crazy woman outside to chase and kill. Song Yiran got out of the tent and went back to prepare to wash and eat.

No surprise, just a few steps after walking out, Song Yiran saw Sanniang.

Sanniang's face was dark, obviously seeing the scene of her coming out of Li Xinhai's tent. Song Yiran originally thought that it would be another inevitable argument, but what she didn't expect was that Sanniang just glared at her and walked over to Li Xinhai's tent.

Song Yiran shook his head and ignored it again.

Sanniang stood at the door of the tent and asked Fan Kai, "What's the situation?"

Fan Kai shook his head, "Don't ask, you better eat first, Gongzi doesn't want to be disturbed." ”

Sanniang thought about it, hesitated, and left. Yesterday she had already upset her son, so let's be obedient today!

Inside the tent, Li Xinhai asked Deng Zujiang with a calm face, "Why did you think of calling Song Yiran." ”

Deng Zujiang said uncomfortably, "Childe, you, you cough too much! I'm afraid that your body won't be able to bear it, so I want to ask Doctor Song to come and take a look." ”

He was a little apprehensive, "Did I do something wrong?" ”

Li Xinhai chuckled, "No, it's very good! Zu Jiang! Your ability is outstanding, do it well." ”

Deng Zujiang seemed to be bathed in the light of the Buddha, and his whole body was comfortable, "Okay, son, I know, I will do a good job." ”

"Okay, you go out, arrange for everyone to have breakfast quickly, and we have to hurry. ”

"Yes!"

Deng Zujiang came out of the tent.

Fan Kai came in, he just squatted quietly at the door, and didn't say anything.

"Let's eat!"

Fan Kai nodded, got out of the tent, and brought the food into the tent after a while.

After tossing for more than an hour, finally finishing breakfast, packing up a dry of equipment, counting the number of people, and making sure that the bonfires in the camp were all extinguished and there was not the slightest spark, the group set off again.

Song Yiran is still dressed like yesterday, carrying two bags behind him, wearing a hat on his head and a face towel on his face.

"Are you afraid of tanning?" Isn't it uncomfortable to cover it? Sanniang couldn't help it, and asked again.

Song Yiran sighed helplessly, "The leaves here are lush, and it's not easy to get a tan." I'm just afraid of being scratched in the face by the branches and leaves, and it's easy to get infected. ”

"Oh! What about you...... What are you doing in Childe's tent in the morning?"

Song Yiran rolled his eyes.

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