Shopkeeper Xu took the clothes left by Ai Qiaoqiao back to the backyard.

Listen to the rain coming up, "This is ......"

"This is what the girl left behind." Shopkeeper Xu handed over his clothes to Tingyu.

Listening to the rain unfolded the dress, "Sure enough, it's the Qiaoqiao girl who came." ”

Listening to the wind, he was about to answer, when he suddenly heard the sound of broken porcelain coming from the upper room.

Frightened by the wind, he hurriedly pulled out and entered the upper room.

The white porcelain tea cups scattered all over the ground were crooked on the couch at night, and the left sleeve hung down, almost touching the ground.

A pharmacopoeia fell under the couch.

Tingfeng stepped forward, picked up the pharmacopoeia and sent it back to the couch.

"Childe, do you want tea? I'll pour it for you. ”

Ye Liyan frowned, "Who's coming?" ”

Tingfeng secretly stuck out his tongue.

Childe has martial arts, and the words they said in the courtyard were afraid that they couldn't escape his ears, so he told the truth when he heard the wind.

"Miss Qiaoqiao has been here, and she is here to return the son's clothes."

Ye Liyan leaned on the long pillow of embroidered flowers, lowered his brows, and there was a faint pain between his eyebrows.

"Did she say anything?"

Tingfeng was stunned, "Shopkeeper Xu didn't say anything, she only sent clothes." ”

Ye Liyan raised his eyes and glanced at the wind.

Although he didn't say anything, he immediately realized that Childe was unhappy.

"I'm going to ask." Listening to the wind, he hurriedly went out of the upper room.

Ye Liyan slowly raised his hand, as if he wanted to pick up the thick pharmacopoeia, but his wrist was not strong at all, so he barely picked up the book a little and dropped it again.

When I came back from listening to the wind and picking the curtain, I couldn't help but feel sour.

Childe's side blocked the news very tightly, and even the guys in Yicaotang outside didn't know how he was injured now.

But he and Tingyu knew that when he came back this time, Gongzi was extremely injured, and the wrists and veins of his hands were broken, and the other party obviously deliberately left him alive, so that he, the miracle doctor, lost the thing he relied on the most to survive.

Without strength in his hands, he could no longer use his silver needle to heal others.

The legend is that there are three life-saving injections, but I am afraid that I will never be able to use it again.

If you can't bring the dead back to life, you can't be considered a miracle doctor.

If Childe's wrist can't be cured, I'm afraid this life will really be wasted.

Listen to the wind and quietly pick up the pharmacopoeia on the ground again.

"Shopkeeper Xu just said that Miss Qiaoqiao is gone."

"Huh?" Ye Liyan looked up sharply, "Gone?" ”

"Yes, she just asked Shopkeeper Xu to pass the word and tell you...... Thank you ......."

Ye Li's ink hair was scattered behind him, and his face was as pale as a piece of paper, but his eyes seemed deeper and deeper.

The dark purple reflected in the black pupils, like the black and purple wide-sleeved brocade robe he was wearing.

"Thank you......" he seemed to mutter.

Tingfeng didn't dare to look up at him, and put the things in his hand on the table.

It was the clothes that Ai Qiaoqiao had returned, and after washing them, they were neatly folded.

Ye Liyu only glanced at it and closed his eyes.

Seeing this, he quietly retreated.

Outside the door, Tingyu was standing there with a lunch meal, with a bitter face.

Hearing the wind, he dodged and hid aside, and motioned for him to send him in.

Tingyu stepped in and put the tray on the table, "Childe, it's time to eat." ”

The night left the dead and leaned there, not moving.

Tingyu cautiously raised his voice, and called again: "Childe? ”

Ye Liyan opened his eyes and glanced at the food on the tray, and his tone was not angry or happy: "Let it go." ”

Tingyu honestly put down the tray and withdrew.

Ye Liyan stared at the dishes on the plate for a while, but he didn't have the slightest appetite in his heart.

He thought that he had been able to sit upright all his life, and even his master praised his conduct, but he didn't expect that one day he would be charged with stealing the peerless medical book of the Medicine King Valley.

If he hadn't been injured by the poisonous arrows of those people in order to protect Ai Qiaoqiao, he would not have been defeated by them so easily.

Those people didn't kill him, but they single-handedly broke his tendons, just to force him to hand over the peerless medical book.

But the thing is really not in his hands, even if he hands over this life, if he can clear his name, he will admit it.

But those people don't believe it at all.

Is his life really ruined, and even his master refuses to believe him?

Grief and anger were mixed, and his heart ached so that his eyes were black.

Is he really so wasted in this life?