"What are you two talking about?" Dr. Simon finished his acupuncture session for a regular customer, lifted the curtain and walked out from inside.

Xie Ling: "......"

Fortunately, Ximen Chuixue didn't want to mention it when she saw her, so she only said lightly, "It's nothing." ”

Probably knowing his son's character, Dr. Simon threw his hand to see the next patient after receiving this answer, and did not ask any questions at all.

Xie Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

After working like this for an afternoon, when the door was about to close, Dr. Simon suddenly coughed a few times very heavily, Xie Ling turned his back to that direction to sort out the medicinal materials, heard his heart-rending cough, and hurriedly turned around to pour him a glass of water.

He has been coughing like this for a while, although Xie Ling has heard it before, he has never cared, and he has been busy these days, so he didn't think to ask.

This time it sounded a little stricter, and I couldn't help but be a little worried, "Are you okay?" ”

Dr. Simon took the water she handed and waved his hand slightly, as if to say that it was all right.

"Your cough makes me panic, why don't you rest for a few days?" She wasn't convinced.

"You don't get paid for a break." Dr. Simon rejected this mention disapprovingly, and took a sip of water, "My own body, I know. ”

If he continued to talk about it, he would be suspicious of his medical skills, so Xie Ling had no choice but to give up and go back to sort out the medicinal materials.

On the contrary, it was Simon Blowing Snow, standing beside her, his eyes dark, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything.

When he left, it was raining outside, and Xie Ling didn't have the habit of bringing an umbrella, so he thought about borrowing one from the back.

The door to the infirmary was closed open, and as soon as she raised her hand to knock on the door, she heard the sound of a conversation between father and son.

Ximen Fuxue's tone seemed to be a lot more turbulent than usual, "I'm not going back to Taiyuan." ”

“…… It's okay if you don't go back. Doctor Simon sighed, "It's still two years away from what your uncle said, and Ah Ling can still take care of you here...... Ahem......! ”

This cough method as if he was going to cough out his lungs made Xie Ling completely unable to help but worry, and it seemed that the few sounds he heard in the afternoon were already under his restraint.

But even if she asked again, she didn't think Dr. Simon would have said.

In the end, she could only sigh a few times in her heart, raised her hand and pushed open the hidden door, looked at both father and son with some surprise, and pulled the corners of her mouth, "It's raining outside, I'll come back and borrow an umbrella." ”

Doctor Simon also smiled, the smile was very shallow, and he turned his head and instructed Simon to blow the snow, "Ah Xue will go back and give Ah Ling a handful." ”

The umbrella was soon brought in, it was a light yellow oil-paper umbrella, which could be seen to be some years old, but it was well made, and each umbrella bone was split exactly the same.

Xie Ling thanked them and said goodbye, and when he turned around and brought the door to the door, he heard Dr. Simon seem to say something again.

However, her pace was too fast, and the person had fallen into the rain, and all that echoed in her ears was the crackling sound of the raindrops hitting the oil-paper umbrella, but the conversation inside the door barely caught a few words that could not be deduced from the specific meaning.

Taiyuan, rest assured, sword.

It was still a warm and cold day, and the heavier and heavier rain was not something that an umbrella could cover lightly, and when he got home, Xie Ling's clothes were half wet, and he was so cold that he stomped his feet as soon as he entered the door.

Chu Liuxiang was originally talking to Xie Xing about his other best friend, and promised to take him to meet the other party when he had the opportunity in the future.

When the master and apprentice were communicating happily, Xie Ling closed the umbrella and pushed the door open while exhaling coldly.

The rain was so heavy that the umbrella barely did much of a difference, but her hair was not soaked, and her shoulders and placket were not so lucky.

However, the first thing Chu Liuxiang noticed was her lips that were a little white from the cold, and she was unconsciously bitten by her, but there was not much blood.

Xie Xing also knew that she was afraid of the cold, and she couldn't care about the empty hunger in her stomach, "Sister, will you go take a hot bath first?" ”

Xie Ling also had this intention, shrunk his body, and touched a clean square handkerchief from the side to twist the ends of his wet hair.

"You have to boil hot water first." She took a long breath and was about to go to the kitchen, but she didn't expect to be stopped by Chu Liuxiang after only taking two steps.

"I'll go." His tone was rare and unobservable, "Miss Xie should go and change her clothes first, and be careful of catching a cold." ”

It's just boiling water, there's nothing to push around, not to mention that he has a point. Xie Ling nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

"It's just a matter of effort." Chu Liuxiang smiled, and suddenly took out the handkerchief embroidered with iris that she had borrowed from her arms, and then stretched out her hand to wipe her forehead.

Although he was separated by that handkerchief, when the cold and slightly hot temperature of his own body touched it, Xie Ling still trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't move." Chu Liuxiang paused, leaned closer, and explained, "There was about some muddy water splashed. ”

Xie Ling stiffened his body and stood in place, and when he raised his eyes, he saw his eyes that were always full of freehand and grace, but at this moment, there was only tenderness in them, which softened his eyebrows, which were originally called cold.

There was indeed a little muddy splash on her forehead, but it wasn't much, and it didn't take long to wipe it off.

Chu Liuxiang withdrew his hand, touched his nose and said, "Okay, I'll go boil water." ”

Xie Ling stood in place for a long time, and only came back to his senses after Xie Xing said, "Sister, go and change your clothes."

She almost wanted to punch herself, but she was so stunned by Chu Liuxiang's gentle and serious expression.

It's like a person who is on the edge of a cliff, and although he has warned himself many times, he still has the irrepressible idea of jumping off.

…… It's too dangerous.

Xie Xing didn't think so, seeing her show this kind of attitude that he had never seen before, he knew that the master should be a play, and he felt a sense of pride in finding a good home for his sister.

Chu Liuxiang boiled two large pots of water and lightly brought her to the room, seeing that she was sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing her hands after changing her clothes, her expression was very trance-like, and she tentatively shouted, "Miss Xie? ”

Xie Ling was still immersed in the matter of wiping his forehead just now, but when he heard his voice suddenly sound, he hurriedly raised his head.

It looked a bit like a frightened rabbit, he couldn't help but think.

"The water is ready, Miss Xie should take a shower and go to the cold."

"I'm sorry for you." She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

If you don't meet your eyes, can you be more determined to tell yourself not to jump down?

Xie Ling sat in the wooden bathtub and hugged her knees, took a deep breath, to be honest, she didn't like her hesitant hypocrisy at all.

This feeling of depression lasted until she took a bath and went to cook, and the consequence of the direct directing was that the two dishes were fried very distractedly, and the taste that came out was even a little disgusting to herself.

It's hard to believe that Xie Xing and Chu Liuxiang actually finished eating very face-saving, but it made her a little sorry.

This meal seemed to be no different from before, but Chu Liuxiang was so keen, as early as when he first got off the chopsticks, he found that Xie Ling was deliberately avoiding his gaze.

Although she had been quietly retreating, it was the first time she had been so flustered today.

Xie Xing also sensed that the atmosphere between the two of them was not quite right, but he had already made a preconceived judgment that "my sister must also like Master", and after eating, he wiped his mouth and ran back to the room, leaving the two of them to sit there and look at each other.

"I'll clean up." Xie Ling pretended to stand up senselessly, and didn't look at him, "You can do it yourself." ”

"I'll do it." He also stood up and put the dishes away in front of her, "Miss Xie, it's better to drink a bowl of ginger tea and go to bed early." ”

Xie Ling stood there, his thoughts very complicated.

She was really afraid that after getting used to Chu Liuxiang's gentleness and care for her, she would fall into it like when she was in love before she crossed over, and she would no longer be rational.

It's not like she hasn't experienced that kind of state, although it's been a long time since she remembers it, and she can't even remember what kind of face the object of love had at that time.

But the feeling of holding a heart completely in one person is very clear.

If that's the case, the advice of others probably won't be enough at all.

When she went to the hospital on the second day, Dr. Simon also noticed her irritability and asked her if she had any troubles, and if she didn't mind, she might be able to come up with some ideas.

Xie Ling was very grateful, but thinking of all his consolations to himself, he swallowed back the words that had accumulated in his chest.

Although she thought that even if she didn't say it, Dr. Simon must have already determined that she had an unusual relationship with Chu Liuxiang.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Dr. Simon sighed.

“…… It wasn't anything. Rubbing her temples, she explained, "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well because I was drenched in the rain last night." ”

"You're not in good health, so you have to be careful." Dr. Simon coughed, "Stretch out your hand, I'll check your pulse." ”

And she stared at the pale face of the person opposite, and couldn't help but say, "Don't just talk about me, I think your body is worse than me." ”

Doctor Simon's movements paused, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "I can't help it." ”

Xie Ling looked at his expression, and suddenly remembered the coughing sound he heard outside the door last night, and suddenly hesitated.

"Alright, don't worry about me." Doctor Simon spoke out in time to stop her from thinking nonsense, "Go and see Ah Xue, Leng Shaoxia is also there." ”

"The two of them practiced swords, and I couldn't understand them in the past." Xie Ling shrugged, "Just wait for them to make something to eat at noon." ”

It's just that before noon, a guest came to the Ximen Medical Center who asked Dr. Ximen to close the door in advance.

Said the guest because the person didn't come to see the doctor at first sight.

Not only is he murderous, so solemn that people dare not approach, but he also wears a hideous mask on his face, and he does not show his true face.

Doctor Simon didn't seem to be afraid of him, and even had a smile on his face, "You're here." ”

The man glanced at Xie Ling, as if he was inquiring, but after a while, he turned his head again and said to Dr. Ximen, "I came to Jiangnan, and I didn't see you getting better." ”

"I was entrusted by others." Dr. Simon probably didn't want to talk about this more, so he turned the topic to his son, "Ah Xue said that he would not return to Taiyuan for the time being, and I would not force him." ”

"I'm not here for him." Said the man in the mask.

"Ah Ling will make me a cup of tea." Dr. Simon suddenly turned his head to look at her and gave an order.

Xie Ling could hear that he wanted to break up with himself, so he answered and went back.

Ximen Fuxue was just behind, probably just finished practicing the sword, and the person was still a little gasping, and when he saw her, he called her, "Sister." ”

"Lord Leng is gone?" Xie Ling asked casually while making tea.

He nodded, looked at the teacup in her hand, and frowned, "For my father?" ”

"No, it's a masked guest."

Ximen Fuxue was stunned the moment he heard this, and only said after a while, "It turns out that he is here." ”

"You know him?"

"It's my uncle." He regained his cold and arrogant expression, and there was no longer affection in his words.

But Xie Ling still felt for no reason that Ximen Chuixue should not like the uncle in his mouth very much.