After this, Yan Xingzhi turned around and looked at Mo Ye. He saw that Mo Ye's face was solemn, but he felt a trace of relief in his heart.

Listening is a very deep knowledge, and sometimes listening quietly is more moving than participating in a discussion. And Mo Ye has already transformed into a sincere listener at this time. Words and deeds are the people who confide in their hearts, and Mo Ye's quiet listening is exactly what he wants, making him feel that this time he did not control the depression in his heart, and did not choose the wrong time and audience.

Mo Ye didn't say a word, but there was already an exchange between the two of them on the spiritual spring.

Seeing that his words were finished, the other party continued to be silent, as if he was thinking about something, so he smiled slightly and said: "You don't hesitate to show me this secret recipe, and when I am sincere, I can't help but also have some private things, I don't want to go so far in one breath, isn't it a little scared of you?" ”

Hearing the words 'treat me with sincerity', Mo Ye couldn't help but feel weak in his heart, and said secretly: Fortunately, the fire of strict practice has not yet arrived, otherwise if he saw that Fang Zi had actually been removed by himself a few items, would the other party still think so?

At the same time, Mo Ye couldn't help but sigh secretly: Sure enough, he is a simple-minded person, so easy to let go of his inner defense, so compared to this, he is really much 'bad'.

When his mind wandered here, he stopped for a while, Mo Ye coughed dryly, and said, "Senior Brother Yan, please forgive Junior Brother for taking the liberty again. After listening to what you have said, I don't think you fully understand the full meaning of your brother's last words to you. ”

Mo Ye usually uses too much effort in vain words, and it is rare to be sincere once. For a person with such a pure heart, she doesn't want to have those beautiful words, but what she wants to communicate with Yan Xingzhi more is the heart language.

Yan Xingzhi was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't speak. This time, he became a listener, but Mo Ye did not become a confidant. She just thought out what was in her heart, and it was an instant feeling, not a long-standing depression in her heart.

"How can one live well in this world? Is it just to have a healthy body and a long hair? Mo Ye's eyes showed doubts, and he continued as if he was asking himself: "To be healthy, to be happy, to do something that at least makes you feel worthwhile, so that you are worthy of walking in this world...... Of course, having a healthy body is the most basic and important condition before doing these things, but this is not the whole story of living well. ”

Yan Xingzhi listened to Mo Ye's slow words, and his slightly damp eyes lit up a little, but he still didn't speak.

"You have a good memory." After Mo Ye finished this sentence briefly, he fell into silence.

She was silent for a long time, and finally looked at Yan Xingzhi's eyes and said, "I guess Brother Zun's last words have another meaning, but he is not very straightforward in this meaning. First, he doesn't want to force you to obey his will in a commanding tone; Second, only what you perceive can remember the deepest, and the information instilled by others is often easy to ignore, so he just leaves you a hint. The good intentions in Brother Venerable's implicit words, I hope Senior Brother you can think about it again. ”

The first half of Mo Ye's words were deduced from the last words of Yan Xingzhi's brother, and the second half of the sentence was slightly modified by her master's words that had taught her. But such words lit a lamp in Yan Xingzhi's heart that he never knew.

saw Yan Xingzhi's complexion change suddenly behind Mo Yeyan's end, and then muttered: "That's the case...... That's ...... like this."

After Yan Xingzhi finished muttering that sentence, there were no other words. Mo Ye didn't have anything more, since it was a heart-to-heart speech, then repetition was redundant.

The three young men, in silence, walked slowly along the shore of the wild goose park covered with green reeds. Finally, when he was about to part, Mo Ye took the initiative to speak again. She stopped and raised her hand to salute Yan Xingzhi, which was about to say goodbye, and then said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan, junior brother can't help but want to ask you a word." After today, will you change some of your minds? ”

She was very subtle, and did not point out what this idea would change, but left enough space for Yan Xing to answer tactfully. As long as he didn't want to answer, Mo Ye's question was no different from not asking.

Yan Xingzhi returned the salute, and after a pause, he said, "I can't be sure now...... But some of the things I had originally thrown have been shaken by your words today. I don't know if to thank you or blame you. ”

He paused at this point, and only after a long time did he breathe a sigh of relief and said, "There are some things that are much easier to throw away than to pick them up." In fact, I know that my father wants me to carry on his mantle. However, as a healer, it is not enough to know the herbs and be able to prescribe them...... If I had met the senior who prescribed this recipe to your aunt a year earlier, maybe I would have been able to pick up the thing I had lost. ”

A trace of confusion drifted across Mo Ye's brows, but she didn't open her mouth to ask Yan Xingzhi what the thing that was difficult to pick up after he lost it was, she just watched him say goodbye to Xingfeng with a gentle gaze, and then stepped on the horse's back and walked away slowly with a clamp on the horse's belly.

At this time, the sunset had moved to the Tianxi Mountainside, the sky was gradually astringent, and the evening breeze was gradually fading, making Yan Xingzhi's back look a little lonely.

Mo Ye retracted his gaze that fell on Yan Xingzhi's back, looked at Xing Feng, and suddenly asked, "Brother Xing, have you heard about his family affairs today?" ”

Xing Feng carried the reins and prepared to help Mo Ye get on the horse, but he just nodded when he heard this.

Mo Ye asked again, "Do you know what is the thing that is difficult to pick up after he threw it away?" ”

Xing Feng shook his head after thinking for a moment.

Mo Ye muttered to himself in confusion: "What could it be?" He looks quite normal, his hands and feet are intact, why can't he go back to medicine? ”

When Xing Feng heard this, he seemed to remember something, and slowly spoke: "I remember that Senior Brother Yan once mentioned that when he touches the herbs with his hands now, his hands will tremble uncontrollably, and he will not be able to pinch the weight of the herbs at all. ”

Mo Ye suddenly said: "It turned out that he lost the medical soul." ”

Xing Feng said puzzledly: "Lost your soul? But he talks and acts normally, and he doesn't have dementia. ”

"Maybe I couldn't save his brother, and the mental stimulation was too great." Mo Ye sighed: "I have seen some tourist codex, among them, some animals have lived together for a long time, and they will rely on each other's breath. If one party is suddenly missing, the other party will be searching for that flavor for a long time. It's the same with people. ”

"The second son of the Yan family, Yan Xingzhi's brother must be much more cheerful than him, so under the same shadow of fear, he will feel more afraid. When he watched his brother's warm smile every day, he didn't know at the time that it was his brother's intention. Yan Xingzhi's brother wanted to give him the warmth of encouragement by his side at all times, but he was prone to think that he was more likely to be the one who was sick. But in the end, he still handed over his trust, and at the same time, it was time to hand over his dependence. When his dependence on his brother began to become stubborn, once his brother died suddenly, it would be very hard for him. ”

"Love the house and the black instantly turned into the hated house and the black. The experience of failure in the person closest to him will inevitably make him depressed for a long time, and then he will have such a bad reaction when he sees those things that he has studied and touched together...... He didn't lose his medical soul as he lost his self-confidence. I was afraid that I would miss someone again, so I simply chose to run away. ”

After listening to Mo Ye's words, Xing Feng finally understood. But he is not very good at analyzing and understanding this aspect, so he is just emotionally infected by Mo Yeqing, and then sighs.

Mo Ye suddenly looked at him and said, "What kind of feelings do their brothers have that can make a person suffer such a blow?" ”

Xing Feng rubbed the reins with his hand, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head and said, "I don't have a brother, so I can't understand it." ”

Mo Ye pursed the corners of his lips and said helplessly: "I don't have a brother, and I can't understand it." ”

The two of them said two words in a similar tone, and then smiled at each other, but then realized that something slipped through their minds at the same time, and they were both stunned.

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A few days later, Yan Xingzhi's side had a result, but he didn't make an appointment to see Mo Ye again, but just asked Xingfeng to bring a letter over. After Mo Ye opened the envelope, he got two pieces of letterhead, the first of which was written on the letterhead, was about the search results of the three drug names he copied back that day, Yan Xingzhi only found one, but the bitterness of that herb was very low.

In the last two lines of the first letterhead, Yan Xingzhi first apologized for his inability to find out all of them. Then he explained that the reason why he couldn't find it out was because the names of some secret recipes were not the names published in the medicine books, but should be the code names taken by the pharmacist who found them in order to protect the secret recipes. The last line is another reminder, don't change the prescription without authorization.

After Mo Ye read the contents of the first letter, a smile unconsciously crept up on the corner of his mouth. She didn't doubt whether Yan Xingzhi deliberately reserved the search results, and with this last sentence on the paper, she believed that Yan Xingzhi's medical virtue was awe-inspiring. Even if he kept it, Mo Ye didn't complain, because it wasn't out of sinister thoughts.

Set this piece of paper aside, and the contents of the second sheet come into view. Just a short sentence, she asked Mo Ye if there were any apprentices among the old man she was working with. But after Mo Ye read this line, he had another idea in his heart