The scenery along the way may not be the most beautiful, but it must be the most touching. Because, the most beautiful is often fleeting, like a meteor passing through your fingertips on a summer night, and the fleeting light cannot carry the wishes of thousands of people; And the loess under his feet, not happy or angry, neither humble nor arrogant, with a potholed body, bear the footsteps of the world, do not ask for your look back in this life, only wish you will be well forever.

A sturdy figure shuttles through the woods.

Qingchen was thinking about how to explain to the master what the bergamot couldn't see, and he kept hurrying to the small courtyard.

The medicine shop is in the col behind the small courtyard, because it is convenient to store water, it is favored by Yunhe and used to plant medicinal materials.

The palm-sized little face wrinkled into a ball, and the beads of crystal sweat slid down the small bridge of the nose, and then Qingchen wiped it with his sleeve and disappeared completely.

She only wishes that the road could be a little longer today, a little longer. Although she has a good spirit of facial paralysis, that does not mean that she can hold on for two hours under the master's strong, long-lasting and complaining silent accusation!

However, when she saw the familiar big yellow horn tree on the side of the road, she was stunned, and looked up at the sky sadly at a forty-five degree angle.

Slumping his shoulders, Qingchen took a deep breath and stepped over the Yellow Horn Tree into the gate in front.

(I'm not talking about you, classmate Qingchen, since you are so unwilling, why did you rush on the way back just now!)

Qingchen stiffened the corners of his mouth: used to it...... ）

"Master." As soon as he entered the door, he saw the master meditating in the courtyard, Qingchen grinned and whispered.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yun He slowly opened his eyes, "Xiao Chen, I'm back." ”

"Well, master, I'm ......" glanced at the master sitting in the center of the courtyard with a weak heart, and Qingchen stopped talking.

"I've never seen you look so cowardly, what's going on?" He dusted off the wrinkles at the corners of his coat and sat up from the wooden mat.

"Master, that, bergamot, is gone." After finishing speaking, she stared at the small slit at her feet, carefully observing the moving business of a few ants.

The corners of Yun He's mouth twitched almost invisibly, and several black lines crossed his forehead.

After a long time, he slowly popped out two words, "It's okay." ”

Qingchen's eyes widened, and his dark eyes reflected the fine lines on the corners of his master's forehead.

Just now, she heard it right, the master actually said that it was okay?! Clenched the small hoe in his hand, saliva sliced through his throat with difficulty.

"Master, I'm sorry, you scold me." Qingchen was humbly taught.

There was no sound in the huge courtyard for a while, only a few autumn cicadas that were not afraid of death were still making noise happily.

"Alas, if it's gone, it's gone, bergamot can't be anything outside the body, you put down the herbs and go to the room to contact acupuncture, what is prepared for you today is a rabbit." Yun He's voice was faint, but it made Qingchen's eyes re-dyed with brilliance.

The reason is that she hasn't given acupuncture to rabbits yet, and she doesn't know how it is different from her little nephew.

Since deciding to let Qingchen replace Yunhe out of the mountain, Xiaoshi's nephew Huangming has reported to work on time every afternoon.

The poor little nephew is used to be a guinea pig for Qingchen, as the saying goes: the best way to learn is practice, and the best practice of acupuncture is...... Live the little nephew.

I remember that when he got off the needle on the first day, Huang Ming was so frightened that his body trembled and he didn't dare to open his eyes.

Qingchen just looked at him funny, took the needle quickly, and then, his eyes lit up, and he took the needle.

"Hegu acupoint depresses tonsils, Quchi acupoint on the arm and elbow, Yangchi acupoint points wrist soreness, Sanyangge acupoint treats wind and cold, ......" Her lip flap closed one by one, and constantly spit out the names of various acupuncture points from it.

Finger pressure needle, gently rotate the needle top, deep, skillful not like a novice who has just operated on the ground.

Huang Ming stared feverishly at the little girl in front of him who kept getting needles after being shocked, he had more than fifty stitches on his body, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, not even a trace of pain, which even the elders in the capital couldn't do.

Then, then, like a fool, the corners of his mouth kept 30 degrees up, revealing his white front teeth, and did not change for dozens of minutes.

There is a successor to Chinese medicine, and there is salvation!

New to this? Who said that she was a novice, after the age of 3, she used the name of her master to treat the blind dates in the village ten miles away. At first, the village people didn't believe her, but after she successfully delivered a peasant woman with a difficult birth, she took care of almost all the medical affairs in the village for five years.

The poor little nephew of Huang Ming is still immersed in the world where his uncle is a genius and cannot extricate himself.

late at night

Qingchen dragged his tired body to the stream in the back mountain.

What does it mean to be okay?! What is bergamot ginseng that is something outside the body?! It's all a lie!

The master is fixing her, it's true that the object of acupuncture is rabbits, but he didn't say that it is hundreds of rabbits!

After getting rid of all the rabbits, Qingchen's hands were still trembling slightly, her clothes were already soaked with sweat when she took the medicine during the day, and her clothes could be wrung out of the water after the task was completed at night.

The little hand unbuttoned the front of him, revealing the white undershirt inside, and then slowly took off the clothes.

An immature ** body bathed in the moonlight, the white and tender skin was glowing with a faint shimmer, the braids made during the day had already been scattered, and the black hair like a waterfall was draped on the smiling body, which added a bit of charm to the little girl that should not be there.

Qingchen's jade feet were slightly, and her body slowly sank into the water along the stream wall, and the slightly cool stream water made her squint comfortably.

The woods behind him were silent, and then, a pair of dark green pupils quietly appeared!