Chapter 160, chapter names to be completed, chapter names to be completed

Ding got Qi Han, so he closed the door to thank the guests, did not go out all day long, guarded the sick child to take care of him, and invited the local famous doctor Hua Tuo in Bo County to treat him, and in three or five days, he actually cured Qi Han's wind and cold.

Mrs. Ding felt a little relieved. Cao Cao lived at home for a few days, saw some relatives, officials and squires, remembered the good coming of the Ding family, and couldn't hold back, so he came to look for it many times. Mrs. Ding's heart calmed down, and after a little pushing, she saw her. But to persuade him not to snub his eldest son, Cao Cao was obsessed with the events of the day and refused to let go.

The two grinded for another two days, and Cao Cao was actually looking for the bottom of the stairs, so he "reluctantly" agreed not to expel Qi Han from the door, and Ding was satisfied. remembered that her husband had a headache, so he invited Hua Tuo and invited him to accompany the army for diagnosis and treatment, and lived in Xuchang for a long time.

Hua Tuo saw Cao Cao and bluntly said that this disease is not easy to treat. Cao Cao's face was not good-looking.

Hua Tuo glanced at the sleeping prince again, diagnosed the pulse, and said that the meridians in the son's body were damaged, and there was a hidden danger of cold disease. Fortunately, this treatment was timely, otherwise there would have been a risk of an outbreak of cold disease. What's more, he has a heart disease and is worried, but he is afraid that it will be difficult to recuperate. When Cao Cao heard this, he became more and more displeased.

Mrs. Ding was very worried, but fortunately she was kind to Hua Tuo, and after all kinds of pleading, Hua Tuo agreed to go to the imperial capital.

Cao Cao stared at the back of the healer leaving, a gloom flashed in his eyes, and he said in his heart: "Whether you go to Xudu or not, is it up to you?" ”

Mrs. Ding saw him look like this from the side, and her eyes moved slightly. sighed secretly, walked to Qi Han's bedside, and tucked the bedding for him.

Qi Han has been asleep all day long since he took Hua Tuo's medicine, but in the haze, he also heard their conversation.

It turned out that this Hua Tuo was really a miracle doctor. He thought to himself.

Even heart disease can be diagnosed......

As soon as he thought of Zhao Yun's eyes, he felt uncomfortable and sad, and his chest was like a big stone pressed against him, clogging and painful.

He doesn't know who to blame?

Is it the tricky arrangement of resentment and rebirth? Or is it resentful of Zhao Yun's distrust......

The scenes that happened at the Prayer Valley Altar were exciting, bloody, and tragic, and they always haunted him like a nightmare. Qi Han wanted to run back to Zhao Yun and reveal his origins, perhaps, he would be forgiven.

But he felt inexplicably aggrieved. Some are reluctant to do so. and even the idea of self-abandonment because of this.

He never forgot the way Zhao Yun looked at him.

He kept being trapped in the bureau by his own chaotic thoughts, and kept asking himself on the sickbed:

Why didn't Zhao Yun believe him?

Why, would he think he was cheating on him?

Why, he thought of himself so dirty, thinking that he Qi Han was a liar. A liar who killed Lu Bu tragically and helped his biological father Cao Cao seize Xuzhou?

Why would he be so distrustful of him...... Think everything between them is fake?

Qi Han clearly knew that intellectually speaking, at that moment, Zhao Yun, who was full of grief and indignation, suddenly learned such a fact, and he couldn't make a second judgment at all. But Qi Han still felt the coldness and pain of his heart because of his changes, and his frosty eyes...... He even had the illusion that his relationship with Zhao Yun was actually as thin as a cicada's wings and vulnerable.

There is not even trust between them.

Qi Han was very sick, and his mind became more and more susceptible and slender, he only felt that he was in a cage, although there were people to take care of him day and night, but his mood became more and more depressed, and he lost weight day by day.

He was more and more afraid to recall the scene that made his heart ache, and suppressed all the sadness in his heart.

Rejection of opening his eyes and refusing to think about how to deal with Cao Cao and Ding.

This ostrich-like evasion and depression finally made Hua Tuo come to the conclusion of heart disease.

……

Before leaving, in the middle of the night, Mrs. Ding came in again with a lamp.

In the firelight, a middle-aged beautiful woman was reflected, her face was as delicate as jade, and her complexion was overwhelming.

She called "Han'er" a few times, and seeing that Qi Han was still asleep, she tested his forehead, sat on the edge of the bed and added a towel to the wound on his neck.

After she sighed and got up to leave, Qi Han slowly opened her eyes and looked at the dark room, with a deep confusion flashing across her expression.

He occupied Cao Ang's body, and was loved by Mrs. Ding and even Cao Cao, did he really have no responsibility for the parents of this body?

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Xu County is bordered by the Funiu Mountains in the west and the alluvial plain in the east, and the weather is cold, but there is little rain and snow.

Qi Han followed a Yellow Gate attendant and walked slowly into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But I saw that the light between the corridors was dim, the plants and trees in the flower beds were withering, and there were towering trees in the garden not far away. Pavilions and pavilions are everywhere, although there are no exquisite carved beams and painted buildings in later generations, row upon row, but this extremely rigid and orthodox square building in front of you shows the historical heaviness of the Han Dynasty.

The color of the purlins on the walls of the house is gloomy, not the golden, green, red and blue that later generations are accustomed to, but a dull blue-gray, and even the plants planted in the yard are mostly elegant and pure plants and greenery.

But such a simple structure still gives people a magnificent momentum that swallows the world, and I feel extremely small when I am in it. Qi Han approached the buildings in a daze, looked up at the beast-shaped tiles on the corridor, and the kiss of the owl at the corner of the eaves, and he was a little dizzy in front of him.

Those bizarre and quaint strange animals seemed to jump off the beams of the house and tear him to pieces.

He was a little dazed.

Some don't understand the meaning of their existence.

The Huangmen attendant suddenly turned his head and glanced at him in surprise, with a little suspicion in his eyes, and asked in a sharp voice: "Shizi, the front is almost here." Are you going to Wen Tan Pavilion today, or is it Hezhai?"

Qi Han looked at the few forks at the end of the verandah, and suddenly realized that the other party was asking himself, where to go?

But he didn't know where any of them were.

The attendant's eyes were very sharp, either someone who had been with Cao Ang for many years, or Cao Cao's chamberlain. Under the influence of ears and eyes, Xing may be very smart. Qi Han's heart tightened, and he frowned and said, "I'll sit here for a while, you go to Hezhai and bring me a suitable seat." ”

The attendant bowed his head and immediately walked down the path on the right.

After he walked out a few feet, Qi Han got up and followed quietly. The gait is very natural, but it is so light that you can't hear the sound. It wasn't until he saw the chamberlain enter a courtyard behind the lotus pond that he slowly turned back into the corridor and waited.

As soon as the waiter came back and moved a seat and set it up next to the flower garden, Qi Han smiled and said, "I'm a little tired today." You don't have to follow, I'll go to the Lotus fast. ”

After the words fell, he got up and went to the right path.

When the attendant saw that he was as steady as Mount Tai, there was nothing unusual, and the direction he was walking was not bad at all, and he laughed in his heart that he was suspicious. That doubt was immediately dispelled. Xindao, I always felt that there was something different in the world, he looked at the scenery in the house, and his eyes seemed curious and unfamiliar. Presumably because the son of the world has been out for a long time, his temperament has changed a little.

Qi Han arrived at Hezhai and found that it was an elegant place.

The shelves are full of volumes, and the walls are full of all kinds of weapons, bows, arrows, swords, and colorful heads of prey.

It turned out that the original owner Cao Ang was a civil and military lover, but unfortunately his physical fitness was poor, and after years of practice, he was still not strong enough.

When the maidservant saw him coming, she rushed in, put some tea and snacks, and burned a handful of sandalwood on the desk.

Qi Han didn't think about it, and after ordering them to go down, he circled the house back and forth, and unconsciously entered the inner room.

He smirked open a wooden drawer, and inside it was a doll's gold cleat. The threads of Yanling are fine and beautiful, and there is a square piece of jasper in the center, surrounded by jade, and carved with a flying dragon that can be regarded as cute in Qi Han's opinion.

He was stunned and felt inexplicably familiar.

I couldn't help but brush away the fine dust on my head and rub it carefully a few times.

Qi Han felt that this seemed to be Cao Ang's childhood.

After looking at it for a long time, he was a little tired, so he fell asleep on the desk, the lock plate was quietly nestled on the side of Qi Han's face, and when he fell asleep, it suddenly emitted a little light.

After a while, the smoke in the room cleared, and an old man appeared.

White beard and white eyebrows, crane hair fairy face.

Holding a nine-section jade staff in his hand, the plain white robe is decorated with red embroidered vermilion bird strokes, the cloud shoes are spotless, the eyes are extremely bright, the red face is extremely moist as if there is light, and the eyes are full of sparkling and wisdom. It seems to be an old man, and it looks like a child who does not know the affairs of the world.

If Mrs. Ding, Cao Cao and others were here, they might be able to recognize at a glance that this person was the one who gave Cao Ang a fortune teller when he was born and gave the nickname "Qi Han".

But they didn't know the name of this person, and they didn't know that this old man was the ancestor of the Taiping Sect.

Yu Ji stretched out his hand and scraped Qi Han's nose, snorted, and said, "It's actually a love extradition here!"

After the words fell, he took the jade staff and lightly touched the lock plate, and shouted: "Resolute gods, three thousand worlds, return to the origin." Open!"

The room was bright and bright, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder and dragon roaring. The people outside were unaware of it, and the exchanges were calm.

Qi Han kept frowning, his face was pale, and he was entangled, but he never woke up.

He couldn't perceive anything in the outside world, only felt a warm yellow light slowly enveloping him, causing him to fall into a deep coma.

The fire in my mind burns like a fire, and it burns. It was as if he had gone through a long dream. It's so real that when he wakes up, he can't even tell if it's a long dream, or if he's just in a dream at the moment.

Most of Cao Ang's memories actually ran into his head, and the feeling was very painful, as if he had stuffed something that shouldn't have been, and it was about to burst his mind. It was obviously not something he experienced, it didn't happen in his life, but it was so integrated, deeply imprinted in his mind, in his memory.

Perhaps, Cao Ang's memory has never disappeared at all, but it has been stored in his brain, and he suddenly woke up at this moment.

It should be very painful to fuse another person's memories, but Qi Han didn't feel pain, Cao Ang's temperament was very similar to his own...... Those memories were intertwined, making Qi Han feel like he had spent two lives.

No wonder, he could easily understand the words here, and the communication was unhindered. Maybe the language areas in the brain never stop working.

Qi Han stared at the desk for a long time, and suddenly, his pupils shrank!

Where did that cleat go?

When he woke up, he had Cao Ang's memory, which was a little confused. And the lock plate that attracted him in the dark disappeared without a trace.

It's as if he has completed some mission and retired from it.

Qi Han was puzzled. Raise your hand and rub your eyebrows, and slowly exhale a long breath. He stroked the crimson Ruyi rope around his neck, pulled it out, and his five fingers tightly grasped the warm jade that never left his body, and he was reluctant to let go for a long time.

Perhaps, he and Cao Ang are the same person?

Just living in a different space?

This thought popped up, and Qi Han's mood became even heavier.

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