Zhou Rong is only forty-five years old now, and he is in the best age for men, and when he learned that he only had a year or two to live at most, he couldn't accept it at all, so he couldn't believe it.

He knew that his body should be a little sick, but he didn't expect it to be such a serious illness.

Zhou Rong slowly sat down and looked at the bright sunshine outside the house with emotion.

If the goal is ahead, it must be through thick and thin, and he has been staring at the target all the time, unconsciously forgetting the limitations of his physical body.

This is a good sign for someone who is obsessed with pursuit, but there are still many small and specific details that need to be taken care of, such as whether your body is strong enough to support your ambitions.

The infinite nature of the mind and the limitations of the physical body always coexist, so that people who walk in the world often feel that they are shrouded by invisible resistance and pressure, so they have a sense of powerlessness, but they often forget that people are not gods and Buddhas, and it is the supreme merit to be able to take care of their own physical body.

When Zhou Rong realized this, he suddenly stopped being anxious, he knew that some things were in his control, and some were not, so those things that were not in his control, let it be.

Zhou Rong looked at the ten packets of medicine prescribed to him by Dr. Jiang, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I have never taken so many medicines since I was a child, and this time it seems that I have to deal with medicine for some time." ”

Dr. Jiang was infected by his optimism and said with a smile: "In life, there will be death in the end, and there is nothing to be afraid of, the important thing is to try not to leave too many regrets when you leave." Then he asked, "Do you have any regrets now?"

His words made Zhou Rong suddenly feel like it was time to explain the future, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Zhou Rong said: "Yes, so I hope God blesses me and blesses me to live for at least two more years." ”

Dr. Jiang said: "It is not up to you to decide on life, old age, sickness and death, but through hard work, you may be able to get closer to your wishes." ”

"Thank you!"

"What are you doing?" asked Dr. Jiang again.

Dr. Jiang is well-informed and has already seen the fact that Zhou Rong has changed his appearance, but he also intuitively found that Zhou Rong is not a bad person, so he hopes that Zhou Rong can live a little longer.

Zhou Rong smiled and said, "I do chores for others." ”

Doctor Jiang glanced at Zhou Rong's slender and good-looking fingers, and smiled without saying a word.

Zhou Rong got up and said, "Farewell." ”

Doctor Jiang also got up and instructed: "If these ten pairs of medicines have an effect after taking them, remember to come again." After thinking about it, he continued, "Regardless of whether it has any effect or not, you can also come and let me have a follow-up after taking these ten medicines." ”

"Okay. Zhou Rong smiled and nodded.

On the way back, Zhou Rong chose to walk, although the only injured leg was not very easy to walk, he insisted on walking slowly.

With each step, the discomfort in his legs made it clearer that his time in this world was numbered.

It's really uncomfortable and helpless.

Back then, in order to investigate Xiao Diyuan's life experience, he did not hesitate to sneak into the palace of Shuguo to become a father-in-law, and cut off that word because of this. But at that time, he didn't feel how sorry or sad he was, because he knew that someone could help him cure it, but now, Dr. Jiang said that he was not sure of things, who else could he hope for?

Of course, he will find some famous doctors to see a doctor to see if there is any better medicine to control the disease, but since he is suffering from these two diseases, he is also mentally prepared to fight a protracted battle with them. However, he was afraid that this disease would prevail before he had time to fight a protracted war.

He thought of his family. His gentle and virtuous wife and lively and lovely children, if he were gone, they would have had a hard time.

In order not to worry them, he could not tell them about his illness. At least not at this stage. But now he can think about making a will and making arrangements for the future.

It was noon when Zhou Rong returned to the ruined temple, and the other five people had already worked together to make lunch, and when they saw him come back, they hurriedly asked him how the result was.

Zhou Rong said with a relaxed face: "It is said that the stomach is not very good, and there are other minor problems, and it will be better if you take medicine for a while." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

The six of them sat down to eat.

Lunch consists of rice, preserved duck, greens, peanuts and egg soup.

Zhou Rong first filled half a bowl of egg soup, and then soaked half a bowl of boiled water in it. Seeing that everyone was looking at him with curiosity, he explained with a smile: "The doctor said that I should try to avoid salty food and dry and hard food in the future. ”

Liao Yuanji suddenly frowned and asked, "What kind of disease do you have?"

Zhou Rong had already smiled calmly and said, "Little problem." ”

"It really doesn't matter?" Wu Yichang asked uneasily.

"It doesn't matter, eat less salty food to treat foot injuries, and eat less dry and hard food to treat gastrointestinal diseases. Zhou Rong explained.

After listening to his explanation, everyone's expressions relaxed.

Wu Yichang said: "In the future, when we cook, we will make something suitable for you to eat." ”

Zhou Rong thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'm done." ”

Since he was on duty in the evening, he began to cook medicine after lunch.

In order not to let the outside see that there are people inside, they deliberately burn the fire very weakly when cooking, and try to make the fire red, which requires that the cook must not leave the stove and must control the heat at all times.

Zhou Rong sat on the big stone in front of the stove, thinking about things while lighting the fire.

Ding An's life experience can no longer wait passively, he plans to change his tolerance and go down the mountain during the day tomorrow, and then find a reason to approach Ding An.

What should I do for this reason?

Ding An's parents have always protected Ding An well, and now there are people guarding the front and back of the Ding family's house, so it is extremely difficult to see Ding An.

Zhou Rong thought for a long time and couldn't think of a way, so he summoned five more partners to discuss.

Liao Yuanji said: "Since it is not easy to get close to him, let's find a way to let him take the initiative to find you." ”

After Liao Yuanji's reminder, Zhou Rong suddenly had an idea.

Early the next morning, Zhou Rong went down the mountain with a smile. He didn't go to Ding An's house, but to Wen Yatou's house.

Father Wen saw a person dressed as a priest appear at the door, and frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"I came from far away, and when I passed by here, I found that there is a treasure of feng shui on the mountain behind your house, and if you bury your ancestors there, you will be sure that your children and grandchildren will be rich and rich. ”

Father Wen was immediately interested when he heard this, and hurriedly invited Zhou Rong into the house, and asked while making tea, "What you just said is true?"

Zhou Rong nodded and said, "It's true." ”

So Zhou Rong took out a piece of paper to draw down the mountain shape of the mountain behind the Wen family, and then pointed to one of them and said: "Look here, behind it is a continuous mountain range, this is called 'Lailong', its two sides are convex, the middle is slightly concave, like a chair with a back, this is called 'dragon head', if the ancestors are buried here, your children will be able to produce rich and noble people." ”