The medicine is the entrance, but in an hour, Lu Bu's face turned from black to white, his snort was much thicker, and a trace of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Madame doesn't have to care, I can't bear Jiangdong's corpses all over the field." After a pause, Zhang Zhongjing said again: "If there is no accident, Lu Hou will wake up in three days, I want to return to Changsha, and I hope that Mrs. will ask someone to escort me." ”

"Sir, why is he so anxious, wait for Feng to wake up first, thank you, sir." Diao Chan stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Zhongjing's defense, smiled faintly, lightly opened his red lips, and pointed at Naye Langzhong and said, "This person has quite high medical skills, doesn't Mr. want to discuss with him?" ”

After speaking, he turned around and instructed the maid behind him: "Clean up an upper room, with Mr." ”

Nodding, this maid respectfully took Zhang Zhongjing, who had a happy face, and went down with Na Langzhong to discuss medical skills.

"Sister, what's the use of keeping this person?" Yan stretched out his white fingers and gently brushed Lu Bu's face, puzzled, these days are Diao Chan controlling the situation, Yan deeply feels his own shortcomings, if Lu Bu has any accidents, and she only has one daughter..., it is not that Yan is unwilling, and it is instinct to think about his future, so he intentionally or unintentionally closes the distance with Diao Chan, and Diao Chan is naturally happy to see it, she has no children and no daughters and nothing to fight for, and the family is harmonious, not better.

"Little sister doesn't know." Diao Chan didn't know why, originally Lang Zhong was cured and could leave after receiving the money, but she faintly thought that this person might be of some use, coupled with Zhang Zhongjing's expression when he mentioned the prescription, Diao Chan pulled it together and waited for Lu Bu to wake up.

"Uh." Lu Bu only felt dizzy, his mouth and tongue were dry, his hands were strained, the water was so heavy, the backs of his two hands didn't seem to be his own, and after trying hard several times, his body, which was extremely strong in the past, didn't move at all.

Reluctantly sticking out his tongue and licking his chapped lips, Lu Bu had to pay attention to his eyelids, but the two eyelids were like two mountains, pressing on his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how much strength it took, Lu Bu knocked out a gap between the two mountains, and a trace of light that was not dazzling shone into his eyes, and he vaguely seemed to see a woman sitting on the edge of the bed, dozing off, and the faint but very familiar fragrance was absorbed into the nostrils.

"I'm so thirsty." I tried to make a sound, but the exit could only be a low moan, and the slow moan gradually became higher.

Diao Chan, who was keeping vigil for Lu Bu, was full of spirits, and most of the people woke up, looking at Lu Bu with half-squinted eyes in front of him, the tears accumulated for many days finally gushed out from the beautiful eyeballs, and after staying for a while, a slightly hoarse cry sounded, "Come on, go boil some millet porridge." ”

Gently hugged Lu Bu's upper body, helped him up with difficulty, took a cup of tea, and carefully fed Lu Bu.

"Gollum. Grunt. This full cup of tea quickly bottomed out, but Lu Bu still looked at the teapot not far away with longing eyes, but his body couldn't move a bit.

Is this still his heroic man, Diao Chan only felt that his heart was broken, one by one, his red lips were bitten, and a trace of blood came out through his skin. A little salty, but more sour, full of bitter acid.

After three cups of tea, Lu Bu felt slightly better, and he had a little bit of strength in his body, and he tried hard to think about what was wrong with him.

"Oh. It seems that the skin was cut by that assassin, and I don't know anything, probably fainting, what the hell. "He opened his mouth, "How long has Lonely been asleep?" "The voice was incredibly hoarse and unpleasant.

"It's been a month." Diao Chan wiped her tears, abandoned the bitterness in her heart, and left Lu Bu with a bright smile. It's as touching as a rainbow after the rain.

Looking at Diao Chan's haggard face, Lu Bu was a little ashamed, and wanted to touch Diao Chan's beautiful but fragile face, but he couldn't lift his hand, Diao Chan saw Lu Bu's thoughts, reached out to hold Lu Bu's rough big hand, put it on his face, and felt the temperature from his hand, a faint warmth, rising in Lu Bu's heart. In the future, if you can, you won't take risks, after all, your life is your own.

After a while, the maid outside came in with a bowl of fragrant rice porridge, Diao Chan reached out to take it, and shook it gently. Put the spoon to his mouth, blew lightly a few breaths, and fed Lu Bu one by one.

With a bowl of hot rice porridge in his stomach, Lu Bu finally had some strength, and he couldn't bear to break this atmosphere in his heart, but some things had to be done, he thought for a while, and asked, "How is the situation these days?" ”

He sighed softly. Putting down the small bowl in his hand, Diao Chan thought for a moment, and told Lu Bu about the recent situation, including a series of bloody methods she had made. After speaking. A little apprehensive, but also a little expectant looking at Lu Bu.

After listening, Lu Bu didn't know what he thought, he also thought about completely killing those deep-rooted scholars in Jiangdong, but he hesitated, eradication means death, it means the damage of Jiangdong's population, and it also means the instability of the ruling cornerstone.

And if they are given time to brew, they are well prepared. And he didn't wake up so early, it is estimated that he will either die in Jiangdong or die on the way to Xuzhou, from this point of view, Diao Chan is right, and he will completely eliminate the root cause of the disaster with iron-blooded means, but the price is too great.

Liu Biao attacked Yuzhang, Chen Gong not only did not lose too many men and horses, but also got Changsha, 16,000 prisoners, Lu Bu didn't know whether it was Cai Maodi's incompetence or Chen Gong's strength.

"Whew." With a long sigh of relief, Lu Bu smiled and said, "Madame is really a woman....Haojie." ”

Lu Bu almost choked to death, and Zhuge Liang didn't seem to be famous yet.

"As long as my husband is okay." A hint of blush flashed on her pretty face, and Diao Chan said coquettishly.

After chatting for a while, Lu Bu felt sleepy, gently hugged Diao Chan, and quietly waited for the dawn.

On the second day, the sun in the east was still just beginning, and Lu Bu, who was already in good spirits, spread in this mausoleum with the support of Diao Chan and Yan's left and right, basking in the sun was absolutely healthy, but this place was also a mausoleum no matter how it was said, which made Lu Bu feel weird.

As I walked, I saw that in a small pavilion in front of me, two men were arguing with each other, the middle-aged guy was red-faced, as if he had been greatly stimulated, but the old man was indifferent and had a hidden smile.

No need to ask, Lu Bu also knows that this old man is Zhang Zhongjing, who is known as the saint of medicine, unlike Hua Tuo, this guy is the holy hand of internal medicine, and the "theory of typhoid fever and miscellaneous diseases" left to future generations has a great influence, but Hua Tuo only has a reputation for future generations to admire, but unfortunately he did not leave any masterpieces.

Slightly speeding up, he was very curious about Zhang Zhongjing's Lu Buke.