Jing Xuan originally wanted to enter Huaisha Courtyard to inquire about the injured person yesterday, but when he arrived at Huaisha Courtyard, he found that the courtyard was empty, and he did not dare to visit the injured without authorization, so he had to withdraw and look for someone nearby.

After turning around the hospital, I saw the collection of herbs for the relief of worries, and I watched it for a while, but I forgot about it.

"What's the name of this grass?" Jing Xuan wanted to talk to her for no reason.

"Hundred grasses." Xie Wei shook the herbs in his hand, and more than ten beige rhizomes hit each other, causing a strange sound, "There are more than 100 roots in the family, such as Wu Ran, so it is named." ”

The roots of this grass are extremely numerous, and the largest ones are dozens or even hundreds, like neatly arranged sergeants.

"Its nature is also, sweet, lukewarm, non-toxic, moisturizing the lungs, curing chancre, killing roundworms, inch white, pinworms, beetles, moths, killing lice and fly midges." Regardless of Jing Xuan's increasingly surprised look, he held the rhizome that was still stained with mud in his hand, and picked up the pale green flowers that bloomed among the blue leaves with his small hand, "This grass enters the lung meridian, and the Lord kills it, its roots are like Wu Ran, and so is its nature." ”

Jing Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, as if he had been hit by something in his heart, and looked at her with closed eyes, "As I said, herbs are like soldiers?" ”

"Yes." Xie Wei smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed, "The life and death of the soldier master, the medicine is also the master." Those who are different, the soldiers are the king's business, millions of corpses are ambushed at every turn, bleeding and drifting, medicine is a personal matter, and those involved will be killed. In the same way, the use of medicine is like the use of soldiers, the monarch and the ministers make the weighing, and the use of soldiers is like the use of medicine, and the thought of overturning one's life must not be careless. ”

War is a matter of life and death, and so is medicine.

The difference is that war is for the king of the world, and there are countless deaths and injuries at every turn, and how to use medicine is only a matter between the doctor and the patient, and it only involves a human life.

In the same way, the use of medicine is like the use of soldiers, which needs to be measured and cooperated, and the use of soldiers is also like the use of medicine, which involves the lives of others in a single thought, and cannot be treated with caution.

Silence, no one speaks anymore.

The mountain wind swept through the green bamboo forest, and the "rustle" sounded.

"Yuan is now known, what is the theory of 'medical treatment of the country'." Jing Xuan sighed lowly.

Xie Wei raised his eyebrows, as if he disagreed, the corners of his lips were hooked, and he seemed to be smiling, "One heart is dual-purpose?" It is a good look, not a good doctor. ”

Jing Xuan looked at her with low eyes, what a strange character was the person in front of him?

Every word she said could surprise him.

One mind cannot be used for two purposes, and a person can only do one thing well in his life.

Maybe she's right.

Xie Wei lowered her eyebrows, these words not only made Jing Xuan think deeply, but also pierced her heart deeply.

She had been a greedy person, and she admired too much.

So in her previous life, she had spent the best years learning what she wanted, and she had learned it, but she hadn't been able to become known by virtue of any of it.

There is a talent and a hug, and before he has time to show it, he will regret to pass away.

Unlike her, her very determined friend was single-minded in one place, gave up everything, crossed the ocean, and achieved what he wanted in his life at a young age.

So she only wants to do one thing in this life.

died day and night, and she had no complaints.

Xie Wei raised his hand to cover his heart, smiled reluctantly, and pretended to be relaxed, "...... The boy was infected with head lice, and he still relied on hundreds of grasses to repel insects, so he was one step ahead. ”

"Worried." Jing Xuan stopped her.

In my memory, the young girl on the side of the cave court will also call herself "worried" like this, she will laugh insincerely, and she will say amazing words like the person in front of her.

Xie Xie stopped, and his inquiring eyes fell on the black robe.

"Qing is like an old man." Jing Xuan quickly caught up with her and walked side by side with her towards Huaisha Courtyard, "I can't help laughing, my eyebrows are related, and I seem to be sad." ”

"The world is so big, all life is suffering, who is not like it?" Xie Xie covered his eyes, his long eyelashes moved, and his voice was low, "The mound only knows the pain of losing the country, and also knows the sorrow of the husband?" ”

Personal sorrow is nothing in an entire era, and a few crosses in history books can tell a person's life, and cold words cannot read the joys and sorrows of a lifetime.

Jing Xuan shook his head, he had never thought about it.

Qu Zi's "Lisao" expresses the hatred of relocation, but in the end, it is caused by the rise and fall of a country.

"The pain is like a skeleton, and the sorrow is like no end."

Xie worried's eyes were lowered, half of her face was hidden under her sideburns, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, only her voice was chilling.

The pain was like a knife carved into the bones, so sad that it seemed to be endless, and the overflowing despair poured out.

“…… Worried? Jing Xuan looked at her with a complicated expression.

The young doctor in front of her is only fourteen or fifteen years old, what can make her give birth to this kind of love? What if she is really relieved ...... worries?

No way, he didn't think the hatred of a small clan could make people so desperate.

"Yes." Xie raised his eyes, I wanted to smile lightly, but remembered that Fang Cai Jingxuan said that she laughed insincerely, so she simply stopped laughing, "The past is like a dream, forgive me for my worries." ”

Leaving this sentence behind, Xie Xie hurriedly walked into Huaisha Courtyard.

The young man paced anxiously in the courtyard, he was very worried about the safety of his companions, but he did not dare to enter the courtyard at will, and after a morning, he looked at every magnolia in the courtyard.

"Teenager." I don't know what to call him, but he has always been so commensurate from beginning to end.

The young man raised his eyes, saw the relief of worries, his black and white eyes lit up in an instant, and he stepped forward quickly, "Medical worries, how about the euonymus?" ”

"Worry is good at taking care of injuries, not good at caring after injuries, my brother will care, don't worry about young people." Xie Wu shook his head lightly, and called him in a harmonious voice, "Take off the hairband, worry will decoct the medicinal soup and expel the head lice for the young man." ”

The young man looked at her and was silent for a moment, as if he was measuring something, and then moved closer to the corner of the courtyard to relieve his worries, and whispered: "My name is the heart, and I am already the crown, and the medical worries should not be so commensurate." ”

The 100 rhizomes cleaned in Xie Wei's hands fell into the water at once, splashing with silver splashes.

Her clear eyes widened, and she looked back at the young man who spoke eloquently, and couldn't help laughing, she thought that she was young enough, and she didn't want anyone to be more exaggerated than her, it was really interesting.

Seeing that she was shocked, she turned into laughter, frowning, with a little annoyance, "Why are you sneering? ”

"No other." Xie Wu scooped up the hundred parts in the water, and glanced at him with a smile, "Worry, the former son Qiao is an immortal, and his heart and appearance are not old, and he is probably his person." ”

His heart flickered, he had never met someone as comforting as Xie Wei before, and he couldn't help but smile, "...... The doctor's worries are smiling and making people forget their worries. ”

But as he entered Huaisha Courtyard in a black robe, the smile on his face quickly disappeared, and he only turned his back and silently looked at the herbs in his hand.

Jing Xuan heard the conversation between the two, his eyes burned, and fell on the stubborn back.

"There is no time to worry, and the mound is self-sufficient." He didn't raise his head to relieve his worries.

"It's okay, Yuan has a word, leave it to the doctor to worry, please go to the mourning hospital." Leaving a word, Jing Xuan left Huaisha Courtyard.