How did his body become such a mess?

In Duan Liu's room, Minsa sat on the edge of his bed, and Lord Wanfu stood near the bed and sighed bitterly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the two hours that Minsa was asleep, Lord Wanfu found a reliable medical officer to diagnose and treat Duan Liu through the veil. He also analyzed the pills that Duan Liu had always kept in his arms.

It is said that these pills are used for hanging his life, and ordinary diseases will never be solved by such a domineering and fierce medicine, even if the condition is controlled, it will hurt his body.

It is a three-point poison, not to mention such a fierce medicine. And there are more than a dozen kinds of pills in this pill, and some of the ingredients are indescribable to medical doctors and pharmaceutical doctors who have been practicing medicine for many years, and they must have more drastic effects.

"And what disease did he have?" Mingsa listened to Lord Wanfu's words, his eyes were full of worry, and his eyebrows were frowning and never opened.

"The medical officer can't tell..."Lord Wanfu shook his head, full of helplessness, he also asked the medical officer like this, but the medical officer was inconclusive.

"Can't tell?"

"The illness is complicated, and I have also pondered after the medical officer's diagnosis, I am afraid that it is related to the old illness left by the fire in his early years, and also to the mentality that he has been living in hatred and humiliation all these years."

"Heart disease?" Minsa asked rhetorically.

"Presumably so."

Wanfu and Minsa looked at Duan Liu, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, once such a strong body, but now lying on the bed, he looked very weak, thin like a dead branch.

"At that time, he was in good health, he had done a lot of heavy work since he was a child, and he apprenticed to martial arts when he was young, and his body was by no means worse than mine." Lord Wanfu sighed.

Minsa stretched out his hand, shook Duan Liu's withered hand, and breathed rapidly.

"It's fate's fault, he and I couldn't escape fate's arrangement, if I could be reborn in the same place and at the same time with him, he might not be so painful."

Lord Wanfu looked at her from behind Minza with a lot of emotion.

"Lord, can you save him?" Minza turned his head and looked at His Holiness expectantly.

After Duan Liu fell into a coma, Lord Wanfu thought a lot about himself. The surprise and resentment of seeing Duan Liu at the beginning all dissipated, and he began to look at Duan Liu with a calm mind, and suddenly found that his heart hurt so much to see him like this.

Such a peerless talent has fallen into what he is now, is it Duan Liu's own fate, or is it a loss in this world?

He also has the courage to live like this for so many years in the midst of illness and pain, guilt and hatred, and sometimes it is easier to die than to live.

Mingsa knew that Lord Wanfu's attitude towards Duan Liu was by no means a hatred and indulgence, he would scold Duan Liu because he cared, and Mingsa sincerely begged Lord Wanfu to save him.

"Don't worry, I'm going to look for a famous doctor to condition his body. But the most important thing is to rely on himself, his heart is dead, and no matter how hard we try, it is always useless. Lord Wanfu said.

Minsa turned his head to look at Duan Liu, his thin flesh and skin, like his heart, had lost its vitality.

"The Shadow Master wants to use his talents, and he must also want to cure his illness, presumably he has also searched for famous doctors over the years, and the magic doctors of the demon clan in the world have diagnosed and treated him, and there are a few flavors of medicine in his pills that the doctor can't judge, I think it must be the medicine of the demon race." Lord Wanfu analyzed.

"There are indeed many medicinal herbs of the demon race." Minsa responded.

"The fact that he hasn't been cured for many years is his own problem." Lord Wanfu sighed.

Minsa didn't turn around and nodded.

Lord Wanfu was silent for a while, and then said to Minza, "I still have some things, and I will come to see you later." ”

"Don't worry, Lord, he will hand it over to me."

"The doctor told you to lose a lot of blood, and you need to rest more." Lord Wanfu admonished, and Minsa nodded.

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Duan Liu fell asleep for three days in a row, and when he woke up, he was in a trance, because he saw Qingzhi in his dream, and he thought he was dead.

But when he opened his eyes and saw everything in the room, and then saw a sleeping Minsa lying on a chaise longue beside the bed, he knew that he was not dead.

Looking at Minsa's sleeping young face, Duan Liu was really emotional.

Since he found Minsa, his heart has indeed been much more steady, and he can confess to Wanfu about the past, and Mingsa can also listen to him about many things that others don't understand, which was originally the life he longed for the most.

But now all he thinks about in his dreams is Qingzhi, and the guilt of doing something wrong to himself, and he can't get a trace of relief in such a life he once longed for.

Duan Liu tried to move, leaning on the long pillow and half-sat up, and Minsa on the recliner also moved when he heard the movement and came to his senses.

"Are you awake?" Minsa was pleasantly surprised.

"Hmm." Duan Liu wore a mask, but smiled at the corners of his mouth. Nowadays only Minsa can make him feel warm and have the desire to laugh.

"Come and drink some water," Minsa got up from the recliner and poured water for Duan Liu, "I'll order you to make porridge." ”

Duan Liu waved his hand: "I'm not hungry." ”

"How can you not be hungry? You slept for three days in a row. ”

Duan Liu smiled bitterly: "It's only been three days!" ”

Minsa looked at him puzzled, and Duan Liu continued: "In the past, I slept for more than ten days in a row, and I didn't know life or death when I slept, and I was used to being hungry. ”

Looking at his bitter smile, Minza had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll call the doctor to check your pulse." Minsa put down the glass and said.

"Minsa?" Duan Liu called.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't go yet, can you talk quietly with me?" Although Duan Liu's voice was hoarse, it was very soft: "As soon as the attendant and the medical officer came, they had to make a fuss again. ”

Minsa couldn't bear to refuse him, so he sat down in the recliner again, smiled and nodded.

Duan Liu also smiled on the bed, smiled very well, and said, "You know what? Now you look like you, just like you were back then. ”

It was another plane, Minsa understood.

"Really? I don't remember exactly, tell me about it. Minsa laughed.

"You are a complete workaholic, and you also have a recliner at home, and you often hold a large stack of materials on the recliner to read, and when you are tired, you fall asleep, and when you wake up, you continue."

"Really?" Minsa laughed, as if she could imagine the scene.

After a pause, Minsa asked thoughtfully, "Is it like me now and I was back then?" ”

Duan Liu pondered for a while before laughing: "It's very similar, they're all workaholics." He laughs.

"I have heard a lot of rumors about you all the way to the Imperial City, and these deeds you have done are a hundred times more powerful than that of the ancient arborist."

"Then why did you like me then?" Minsa asked.

Duan Liu smiled again: "Because I just like the way you focus, whenever you focus on something you are interested in, there seems to be a halo on your head, and there seem to be countless shiny little seahorses around you, that is when you are the most attractive." ”

"Men who like workaholics." Mingsa laughed out loud, Duan Liu also laughed, and the two teased each other, and the atmosphere was extremely joyful.

This is the happiness that Duan Liuzi has never experienced since he was born in this world.