"Brother Shuhiko...... Shuhiko's brother ......"

Inside the bamboo house, the eyes of the man wrapped in white cloth slowly opened, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be immersed in the fragmented scene in the dream just now.

She ...... Who the hell ......?"

The man was about to think deeply, and his head immediately hurt as if it was split, and the man who wanted to stretch out his hand to cover his head found that although his hand was moving towards his head, it was very slow, and the deep pain and numbness kept coming from his right arm.

The man who endured the headache and hand pain, clenched his teeth, insisted on moving his hand to his head inch by inch, and the beads of sweat overflowing from the corners of his forehead wet the man's face, and the warmth flowing from his back, let alone whether it was sweat or blood.

"Ahh

Finally, the man could no longer hold back the pain, and cried out like a wild beast, and slammed his right arm on the bed, but the pain was negligible.

Not long after the man's shout sounded, there was a sound of eager footsteps outside the bamboo house, and the man looked out of his eyes and saw a light pale cyan figure running over quickly.

"Little brother, you're awake."

There was a soft and beautiful voice in his ears, but the man fell into a coma again, and vaguely, there seemed to be a burst of coolness on his forehead, but it was like an unreal dream.

When the man woke up again, the soft light hit his face, like countless elves with warmth, making the man feel that the pain on his body was going to dissipate a lot.

With the lesson of the last time, the man cautiously tried to move his fingers this time, and after a while, a look of surprise appeared on the man's face, although there was still pain, but it was not as unbearable as the last time.

With a good start, the man naturally tried to move his entire right arm, except for some tingling and numbness, there was no severe pain, and he slowly sat up, and the man's brain was blank and looked at the surrounding utensils, and he didn't feel too much.

Moved to the side of the bed, the man stood up, but suddenly staggered forward, almost fell to the ground, but fortunately held on to the table made of bamboo on the side, so as not to fall.

When he got up again, there was a bronze mirror on the table, and the man looked at the appearance in the mirror, and couldn't help but be stunned in place, only to see that the rather thin face in the mirror was full of sickness and haggardness, but there was no beard, and it did not look sloppy, but there was also a bit of handsomeness hidden in it.

"I ...... Who is it? ”

The man frowned and got up, he couldn't remember who he was, just about to think deeply, he would have a splitting headache, tried several times, it was like this, and the man had to give up.

But if it were Cao Cao, Liu Bei and the like, they would definitely recognize this sick man, it was Mo Shuyan who jumped off the cliff.

Unable to think of an answer, Mo Shuyan simply stopped thinking about it, turned around and walked towards the door.

After a lot of effort, the bamboo door was opened, and the eyes were all emerald green, and the light cast was like stars, bright but not dazzling.

"Huh...... Haha......"

The silver bell-like laughter sounded in Mo Shuyan's ears, and in the bamboo garden, a girl in green clothes was happily chasing the butterflies in the forest, and a playful and lovely smile appeared on her immature face, laughing and running carefree, like a bird in the forest, dancing in the bamboo garden.

Looking at this girl, Mo Shuyan was a little stupid for a while, standing in place in a daze, and his already blank head was even more like a stuck shell, no longer functioning.

"Ahem."

There was a sudden tightness in his chest, Mo Shuyan came back to his senses, and couldn't help coughing lightly twice, so frightened that the girl in Tsing Yi stopped in place, and her two big eyes looked over.

Then the watery eyes were full of joy, and she climbed onto the light face of the girl in Tsing Yi, the girl in Tsing Yi jumped up and ran to Mo Shuyan's side, raised her little head and squinted her eyes and smiled: "Little brother, you finally woke up again." ”

"Why do you say again?" Mo Shuyan asked softly.

"Besides, three months ago, you woke up, and I just went to see you, but you fell into a coma again."

The girl in Tsing Yi muttered her little mouth, put her hands behind her, and continued to complain: "Is it because Yan'er is too ugly." ”

"How is that possible?"

Mo Shuyan waved his hand in a panic, and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "Yan'er is so good-looking, maybe I fainted with excitement, maybe I ......"

"Alright, alright."

The girl in Tsing Yi smirked, her face full of joy, "Yan'er is teasing you, don't take it too seriously." ”

"You little girl, you're mischievous again, be careful to punish you for copying books for your father."

In another bamboo house, a middle-aged man walked out with laughter and scolding, dressed in a white robe, with his hands behind his back, and his eyebrows were full of soft colors.

"Daddy, Yan'er is so well-behaved, don't punish Yan'er."

The girl in Tsing Yi ran briskly to the middle-aged man's side, holding the middle-aged man's arm, shaking it gently, her little face was full of innocent looks, which made people want to pity her.

"Good, good, no punishment, no punishment."

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of pampering, and he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the head of the girl in Tsing Yi, "Let go of being a father, I still have to talk to this young man." ”

"Oh."

Hearing this, the girl in Tsing Yi quickly let go of her hand, for fear that her father would regret and punish herself for copying books.

The middle-aged man walked up to Mo Shuyan and asked with a kind face: "In Xia Huatuo, that's my daughter Huayan, I don't know what Your Excellency calls it?" ”

"Hua Tuo?"

When Mo Shuyan heard this name, some impressions seemed to flash in his mind, but it was a flash, leaving no trace, frowning slightly, Mo Shuyan said softly: "I forgot who I am." ”

"Sure enough, I lost my memory."

Hua Tuo was not too surprised, but looked expected, and turned to comfort: "The past has passed away with the wind, since the will of heaven is like this, there is no need to be persistent, if you don't dislike it, how about I help you choose a name?" ”

"Then there will be labor."

Mo Shuyan did not shirk and let Hua Tuo call the shots.

Hua Tuo nodded, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and slowly read: "The wind enters the bamboo forest, and its voice follows, how about calling you Hua Feng?" As for the word, take a medicinal herb Eucommia, what do you think? ”

"Hua Feng, Du Zhong."

Mo Shuyan read it silently a few times, but there was nothing wrong with it, and smiled happily: "Then call me like this." ”

"Okay, if you like it, then I'll make my own decisions again, and in the future, you can call me uncle, but it seems closer." Hua Tuo's eyes flickered, and he took advantage of the situation to ask.

"Uncle." Mo Shuyan called directly.

"Hey."

Hua Tuo suddenly smiled, turned around and ordered: "Little girl, go get some nourishing side dishes, supplemented by medicinal porridge, and make up for Du Zhong's body." ”

"Got it."

Hua Yan agreed angrily, but his eyes were full of joy, and he trotted to cook.

Hua Tuo supported Mo Shuyan and went to the bamboo table in the courtyard, intending to have a good chat.

Maybe it's too late to fill in, but I'm still going to try, and I don't want it to end up like this. Anyway, there are nearly two million words, what am I afraid of, I am not afraid of anything.