Slowly opened his eyes and looked at the simple bamboo house, a wry smile tugged at the corner of Qingyun's mouth.

After Mo Xuan came, she had never tasted the severe pain of the cold poison attack, but she didn't expect that this time it would make her die of pain, if it weren't for the deep obsession with revenge, she really wanted to die like this.

I don't know how about Mo Xuan?

If he knew that she actually used her internal force to cause a cold poison attack, he was afraid that she would be like thunder, right?

I remember that time in Yanmen Pass, she almost used internal force to save her father who was in danger, and afterwards Mo Xuan destroyed all the refined pills, not to mention, her face was terrifyingly black for five days, and everyone was like seeing an enemy who killed her father.

It is no wonder that the disciple of the old man Tianji, who is a medical monster, has never been able to eradicate the cold poison in her body, and the spread of it really damages his reputation as a miracle doctor.

"Nine...... Jiu'er, you're finally awake. ”

At this time, Situ Jingyu walked in with a bowl of soup and medicine, a pair of black boots were a few steps behind him, and Qingyun looked up along the black boots.

About fifty years old, her hair and beard are snow-white, but there are few wrinkles on her handsome and square face, looking at her eyes contain inexplicable complex emotions, straight nose bridge, closed lips, thin green clothes under the long physique, it is conceivable that he must be an elegant and graceful son when he was young.

"Jiu'er, let's drink the medicine first." Situ Jingyu carefully handed the decoction with just the right temperature to Qingyun, who was sitting with his back against the bedrail: "This is a decoction prepared by the old-timers, and it is said that it can reduce the cold poison in your body. ”

When he woke up and learned from the old man that she had caused a cold poison attack in order to save him, he only felt that his heart was like a knife, and at the same time, he was extremely angry with his incompetence, not only did not protect her, but also affected her, if something really happened to her, he would definitely apologize with death.

Seeing the undisguised self-blame and pain in Situ Jingyu's eyes, Qingyun understood that it must have been the old-timer who told him the reason, and also understood that no amount of words could persuade him, so she didn't say anything, picked up the bowl of soup, and the rich bitter smell that came to her face made her frown slightly.

In the past five years, she has long been accustomed to the slightly sweet pills prepared by Mo Xuan, and this bowl of soup is really a little difficult for her to swallow.

"Good medicine is bitter!"

Hearing this, Qingyun raised his eyes and looked at the old man who spoke coldly: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the seniors, you haven't asked the seniors for their names?" ”

"It's okay if the vulgar people in the mountains don't mention it."

"The old-timers are proficient in the art of Qihuang?"

No wonder Qingyun has this question, Mo Xuan said that the cold poison in her body is caused by her mother being poisoned by a secret poison and failing to remove the poison in time, unless it is the person who poisoned her, the general doctor can't even diagnose it, let alone alleviate or eradicate it, and even the diagnosis can't be diagnosed.

"A little bit of understanding, the dragon grass is against your physique, and the old decay is just a little tempered to relieve your pain."

"I've bothered the seniors." Since the old-timers refused to say it, Qingyun was not reluctant.

Although she had fallen into a coma at that time, she felt that someone had fed her the juice of the dragon grass, and when she was experiencing the torment of life and death in the two heavens of ice and fire, a timely input of a strong internal force relieved her pain, and this person was obviously this old-timer.

Therefore, if the old-timers wanted to harm her, they would not save her.

After drinking the decoction in one go, Situ Jingyu handed over a golden fruit at the right time, and when he bit into his mouth, he suddenly felt fragrant and sweet: "What kind of fruit is this?" ”

"It's a sweet fruit." Situ Jingyu said distressedly: "You have been in a coma for a day and a night, and the old-timers said that you can only eat these fruits for the time being." ”

Standing in front of the enchanting and blooming Manju Sahua, Qingyun's eyes were misty, and her heart was full of melancholy and sadness.

The father said that the mother's favorite thing before her death was this Manzhu Sahua, and the father who loved the mother deeply planted a large piece in front of the house for this reason, symbolizing their endless love.

If her father and mother are still there, she will definitely love her like her father and Uncle Leng, and she will not be willing to suffer the slightest grievance, and she will not be infatuated with the wrong payment, and finally end up in such a tragic end, right?