The silver moon hung quietly in the dark night sky like a hook. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe light and darkness in a dilapidated thatched house flickered, like a bean candle in the dark night, like a flat boat in the ocean, so helpless and desolate.

Three figures, like shuttles on a loom, are busy shuttling back and forth against the dim candlelight. After a long time, the blurred figure stopped. The figure stood there silently, as if everything in the world was completely still at this moment. Suddenly, one of the figures in the form of a woman sat on her knees, and suddenly, a heart-rending cry resounded through the silent night like thunder.

In the dark alley, the sleeping dogs were startled by the sudden cry, and bursts of barking came from the depths of the alley. Nearby, the neighbors who usually do good things are like dogs, instinctively looking for the cry and eagerly rushing in, and the originally empty streets and alleys suddenly become crowded with people.

In the faint candlelight, a very cute-looking boy lay on a simple clay kang with his eyes closed. The boy's clothes were in tatters, and his filthy body was covered in bruises. Also in rags, an unkempt young woman knelt on the edge of the kang and cried incessantly. Standing beside the young woman were two doctors, an old man and a young man, the old one was the master, and the younger one was the apprentice.

The old doctor's family name is Liu, Zhao Guoren's family, and he has settled in the capital Handan for generations. When he was young, he was rarely at home because he often went out to study, and over time, most of the villagers forgot his full name and only knew his surname Liu. At this time, Mr. Liu was nearly seventy years old, such an age is nothing in contemporary times, but in his era, it can be regarded as an old birthday star. On weekdays, the neighborhood naturally calls him "Old Doctor Liu".

Dr. Liu had a strong interest in Moxue when he was young, and even took the five main ideas of the Mohist family, namely "concurrent love", "non-attack", "economizing", "Ming ghost" and "Tianzhi", as his life principles, among which "concurrent love" was the most respected by him.

Physician Liu has been a doctor for three generations, and his grandfather and father are both loved by the people for their medical ethics. Influenced by his family style, Dr. Liu believed that only doctors could truly "love" in the world since he was a child. In his opinion, no matter whether a person is rich or poor, high or low, as long as he feeds on grains, he will eventually get sick. As long as you get sick, you have to be healed, and you need a doctor. If doctors can do it without distinction between high and low, it is the most direct "love"!

It is also based on this understanding that Dr. Liu resolutely inherited the family mantle when he was young, and often followed his grandfather and father to go to famous mountains to collect medicines, visit famous doctors to study, and embarked on the road of saving lives and helping the wounded.

As a physician, facing death is a common occurrence. Generally speaking, after a long time as a doctor, it is natural to become numb to death. However, Dr. Liu is a lover, and he is extremely unwilling to see patients die helplessly and painfully, so no matter the patient's identity and background, Dr. Liu will try his best to save the patient without discrimination. For the poor who have no money for treatment, Dr. Liu will help generously, so the world respectfully calls Dr. Liu "Doctor Liu Shan".

The breath of the child lying on the clay kang became weaker and weaker, as if he had no breath, and his originally slightly frowning brow gradually relaxed, and his demeanor was no different from his usual sleep. The woman wept for her life, and cold tears fell on the child's increasingly cold body, making the whole already cold hut even colder.

Old Doctor Liu looked at the boy with a solemn expression, and his brain was running fast for a long time before he could come up with a reason. Looking at the young woman who couldn't stop crying, the old doctor wanted to step forward to comfort a few words, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Dr. Liu's home is not far from here, and as a neighbor, he still knows a lot about the family's situation. The child's father disappeared from the world not long after the child was born, and his life and death are still unknown, leaving only the mother and son to suffer and depend on each other here.

The mother and son live in a dilapidated thatched house with an area of less than 30 square meters and is built facing the east street. There is nothing of value in the thatched house except for the earthen kang, the earthen stove and a set of dilapidated clay pots and pottery. Standing in the house and looking around, a sense of desolation and desolation suddenly came to my face.

Due to various reasons, the children on the kang have not been treated well by the neighborhood since they were born, and are often bullied by the naughty children in the neighborhood. Especially in recent times, it has become almost common for this child to be beaten. It is precisely for this reason that Dr. Liu has not patronized this thatched house during this time.

Because of her special status, despite the bullying of her children, the only thing the young woman could do was to dare to be angry and not dare to speak.

The woman still kept crying, and the bursts of crying made Dr. Liu's heart burst with pantothenic acid, and the faint old eyes that had rarely shed tears anymore moistened unconsciously.

In the eyes of Dr. Liu, this mother and son are worthy of sympathy. Although there is a slight connection between the identity of the mother and son and the events that can grieve the whole city and the whole country, this is not a reason for the neighbors to vent their resentment on the innocent mother and son.

In Dr. Liu's heart, the boy on the kang is extremely well-behaved. On more than one occasion, Dr. Liu saw the boy go to Hanshan early to collect firewood, and then secretly deliver it to his door. For such a young child to be so grateful, Dr. Liu was extremely amazed.

As the minutes ticked by, the night was getting deeper and cooler, and the gusts of night wind blowing into the house couldn't help but feel a little cool. The kind-hearted old doctor Liu was naturally unwilling to let the little life in front of him pass away from his hands like this, so he stretched out his dry old hand again and healed the boy's pulse again.

The woman forcibly stopped crying when she saw that Dr. Liu had taken her child's pulse again, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her desperate eyes. However, as Dr. Liu shook his head helplessly again, hope was as short as an epiphany in the night and a meteor in the sky.

Dr. Liu was very confused, it was the first time he had encountered such a strange case after practicing medicine for decades.

"Shhh...... Qi is separated from the body and the pulse is still there...... Hiss...... This...... What's going on? Don't...... Could it be that fake death is not ......?"

After practicing medicine for decades, it was the first time that Dr. Liu had encountered such a strange case. Looking at the unconscious boy in confusion, Old Doctor Liu looked solemn and kept muttering something in his mouth......