I finally saw the tethered horse stone in front of the house.

You feel the horse stop. Your hand loosens the reins and falls. You tried, but you couldn't get off the horse on your own.

You hear Wu Shun's voice. He said anxiously, "Come on! What are you guys still standing there stupidly for?! Don't come and help! ”

You can't feel anything but pain.

After a while, you find yourself leaning back on a chair in the promenade.

Wu Shun and a few panicked servants surround you.

Wu Shun said: "Don't touch him! Call Dr. Sun! Call Dr. Sun as fast as you can! ”

You find blood on your front and sleeves. You breathe with difficulty, suffocating from time to time with the blood gushing into your trachea.

"Where's my father?" You said.

A servant replied, "My lord has gone to the outpost on the mountain and has not returned." ”

You say, "Jean." ”

The servant said, "Miss is at home, Miss is at home." ”

I put on a cloak and ran over.

I see you. Tears welled up in my eyes.

I said, "What's wrong with you?" What happened to you? ”

You look at me. You faintly say, "Qin'er, I'm sorry. ”

Your head falls backwards. You're fainting again.

My whole body trembled. I said, "What about Dr. Sun?" What about doctors? ”

You collapse on the bed. You vaguely see a lot of shadows. You hear all sorts of voices. They hummed and roared, like echoes from a huge cave.

You try to make sense of the sounds, trying to make sense of them, but they are as unsalvageable as the moon in the water. As soon as you touch the surface of meaning, they ripple and disappear.

You feel like you're getting something under your neck, and your head is tilted back. You leaned limply against the soft thing. You feel all the blood rushing in all directions.

That maelstrom, it reaches you. You feel like you're spinning with it at a fast pace, and it's dragging you tightly into a bottomless abyss. You feel like all your internal organs are falling apart with this violent rotation.

You feel like you're becoming as light as a bubble and floating upwards. You pass through the beams and tiles, rise high into the air, and from that high place, you see your own yard.

It turned out that it was night. Your courtyard is brightly lit, and many servants walk around there.

You see the roof where we sit. You feel warm and you want to stay here.

However, someone is prying your teeth.

Suddenly, you landed back in your body.

You find your eyes again. You open your eyes to it.

You struggle to separate the north, south, west, and north, which are glued together by the pain.

You don't know what they're going to do to you, and you want to push them away.

You feel like your head is going to split in half, and your eyeballs are swollen unbearably. You think in a few moments, it's going to shoot out of its eye sockets and crash into the opposite wall.

You reach for something soft and hold it hard against your face. You muffled a heart-rending scream just in time. It was a pillow. You bite it with all your might, and you crush the second scream.

When you release the pillow, you're drenched in sweat.

You say to your dying words, "Go find your father." ”

You say, "I'm going to die." ”

Father has finally rushed back!

In the hallway, he heard you screaming out of control. It sounds like you've fallen into a trap and you're being assassinated from all sides.

He went limp, tripped on the threshold, and couldn't get up for half a day.

Father knows you too well. You are such a patient that what kind of pain it must be for you to make such a noise!

My father felt that his old heart was about to burst.

You clung to your father's hand in agony.

You straighten up and shout, "Kill me with a sword!" Please, kill me with a sword! You then fall back to the bed with a heavy fall.

The father's face suddenly lost its blood. He suddenly sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't afford to struggle, old tears and a look of despair on his face.

I've never seen you lose control like this, and I've never seen my father lose control like this. I was so shocked by the scene that my hands and feet were cold, and my whole body trembled.

With tears in my eyes, I tried to help you and support my father.

When you screamed in pain again and tumbled and fell straight off the bed, my father woke up, and with a trembling voice, he ordered Wu Shun to gallop to Qingchuan as fast as possible to ask your master Daoji.

All the doctors in the village are in your room. After Dr. Sun and the doctors consulted, he prescribed medicine.

After the decoction is decoction, your father personally holds you in his arms, and with the help of his subordinates, carefully pries open your clenched teeth and feeds you the medicine. You have difficulty swallowing and choke back several times.

After a bowl of medicine with difficulty, for a while, the pain seemed to ease a little.

You collapse on your pillow from exhaustion, unable to move.

After a while, you fall groggily into your sleep.

The whole family breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this did not last long.

After about a quarter of an hour, you're struggling to get up on the pillow again, and you want to sit up.

As soon as your family helped you to sit up, you tumbled over the river and vomited violently.

You vomited so dark that you shivered, and you couldn't even lift your head. After throwing up four or five times in a row, you faint again.

The whole family is in chaos at this moment. Everybody feels like something is wrong. Father sent someone to invite your uncle Ding Youren.

It took a lot of effort for the doctors to wake you up again and pour you a little ginseng soup.

Under the effect of ginseng soup, your face looks a little better.

You seem to be slowly recognizing your father.

Father's tears flowed, and he asked you tremblingly, "Son, what do you feel now?" ”

It is very difficult for you to speak. It took a lot of effort for you to say, "Son, you are not filial." ”

Father grabs your hand and weeps silently.

Then, you saw me. You saw me in tears. You say, "Go away, don't look." ”

I said, "No! No! ”

Once again, you are caught by terrible pain. You can't see anything. You grab the pillow, and you struggle and throw it hard in my direction. You said to me in a voice that was out of tune in pain, "Go away!" ”

The pillow you threw smashed into my face and landed in my arms.

I was burned inside, my heart was like a knife clutching the pillow, silently resisting your drive, tears falling like pearls with broken threads.

Before the pain completely overwhelms you, you do your best to say again: "Go away!" ”

Then a terrible spasm sweeps over your body. You twitch violently, clenching your teeth and rolling your eyes back.

I see doctors hurrying to wrap a towel around a spoon and stuff it between your upper and lower teeth, and I see them loosen your collar, buttons, so you can breathe.

I saw my elderly father's pleading look. The pillow in my hand fell to the ground in a flash. I turned around and rushed out of your room in a heartache.

I ran quickly through the corridor, I knocked down a servant woman who was carrying water, and I passed by my uncle Ding Youren, who was entering the courtyard gate, like a gust of wind, and my uncle later said that he was calling me, but I heard nothing.

I ran down the steps in three steps and two steps. I ran to the second hall in one go, and fell to my knees under the image of your mother. I knocked to the ground against the image of your mother.

I wept silently and fell down in front of the image of your mother. I cried and prayed intermittently, "Mother, please bless him!" Bless your son in the Spirit of Heaven from suffering like this! ”

I knelt under the image of your mother and did not stand up again all day.

It was the longest day of my life.