Chapter Seventy-Five: The Old Man
Song Yang still trusts Ren Churong's brains and thoughts, she said that Chen Hui is 'wrong', then Chen Hui must be wrong.
"You say, I'll listen." Song Yang calmed down and took out the medicine box to help her treat her wounds. Ren Churong habitually hid back, shook his head and said, "I don't need you, I'll leave after I finish speaking, just find other doctors to come and see." ”
Song Yang smiled: "If you don't want to leave a scar, it's best not to move." This spell worked very well, and the county lord of Chenghe immediately stopped hiding.
Growing so big, it was the first time for Ren Churong to be so close to a half-baked young man, and she was inexplicably nervous in her heart, and even her neck was a little stiff, but in her mind, a thought that even she hadn't thought of came to mind: Fortunately, this kid looks pretty good......
Song Yang's hands and feet were nimble, and after a while, he finished dressing and bandaging, and wrote a prescription and handed it to Ren Churong: "The first half of the external application, change the medicine once a day, and take the second half internally, also one dose a day, decoction before going to bed...... Why is your face so red? Song Yang smiled, there was no malice, not frivolous, but there was also a bit of teasing.
followed without the other party's explanation, Song Yang continued: "Don't worry, it's not in the way, it won't take two weeks, and it won't be scarred." ”
Ren Churong's face was confused: "Worship? ”
Song Yang was in a trance, and then shook his head with a smile: "It's nonsense, you don't have to pay attention to it, it's okay to talk about Chen Hui in half a month." ”
"You haven't had any contact with Chen Hui recently." Ren Churong didn't rush to get to the point, but asked first. Song Yang nodded, since the Chinese New Year's Eve hit Tianjiu, he had not seen Chen Hui again, and he did not know the situation of the Grand Master.
Ren Churong said: "In and around this post house, there are hidden piles and eyeliner, not to spy on you, but to know at any time, which one did I contact today...... this matter does not need to be explained, Song Yang can fully understand, and immediately waved his hand, signaling her to pick up important things and say.
"Phoenix is prosperous, outsiders come here, the metropolis goes around, everyone in the post house is like this, Chen Hui is not exempt from vulgarity, but he is different from others, when he leaves the post house, he is generally nothing, but after wandering around for a while, he starts, he starts to ......"
As he spoke, Ren Churong frowned, couldn't find a suitable wording for a while, and pondered for a moment before speaking again: "Start going around in circles." My people didn't deliberately keep an eye on him, but I saw him a few times by accident, and he went back and forth a few streets. At first, we didn't think it was strange, but it always seemed abnormal. ”
Song Yang still remembers that not long ago, when he was eating teahouse with the second fool, he also saw Chen Hui 'going around in circles'.
"Especially after the year," Ren Churong continued, "he went out for a walk, and it took longer to go around in circles. To the last time... The last time he left the inn was on the fifth day of the first lunar month, and today is the ninth day of the first lunar month...... For more than three days, day and night, he has been going back and forth a few streets away from the post house. ”
It's not that Ren Churong is clumsy, but Chen Hui's behavior is so abnormal that she can't explain things clearly and accurately for a while, but Song Yang can fully understand what she means: "Now Chen Hui is going around in circles outside?" ”
Ren Churong looked serious and nodded steadily: "I don't know what is wrong with him, but he is a great grandmaster... And it was brought back from Qingyang by Hongbo Mansion, I'm afraid he will make trouble. I want to ask you for your help to see what the hell is wrong with him. ”
The capital is important, and if the great grandmaster really wants to cause something, Hongbo Mansion can't get rid of it. But with Chen Hui's temper, who dared to come forward and ask him if he had nothing to do: What are you wandering around?
When he was in Qingyang, Ren Churong watched Chen Hui help Song Yang improve his combat power, and faintly felt that there should be some relationship between the two of them, so he came to ask Song Yang for help. After saying the matter, Ren Churong hesitated, and added: "I think Chen Hui looks very good...... Get lost. ”
"The second fool said the same." Song Yang answered, just casually, without making fun of him, he got up again: "I'll go see him." Ren Churong smiled bitterly, grabbed the prescription in his hand, and walked out with him: "I have other things, you can inform me of Chen Hui's situation at any time." ”
Under the guidance of the county lord, Song Yang found Chen Hui five streets away.
Chinese New Year's Eve has passed, but not yet fifteen, the street is still full of joy, everyone is wearing new clothes and hats, walking on the street with full spirit, and when they meet each other, they immediately give gifts and send a string of auspicious words...... Chen Hui was on the street, looking left and right, as if looking for something, but his feet were aimless.
He wandered for almost four days, and although he was in good spirits, his robe was inevitably pickled, and he looked out of place in the well-dressed crowd. Song Yang looked at him from afar, the great grandmaster who had always been strong and stubborn, was not much different from an ordinary old man in his eyes at this moment.
Chen Hui is a little old. He was an old man.
Song Yang took a breath, a full smile appeared on his face, and walked quickly to Chen Hui: "Let me find it easy, it turns out that you are always here." ”
Chen Hui's eyes were a little confused, and he looked at Song Yang silently, as if he didn't know him. But soon the confusion dissipated, replaced by a touch of relaxation, flashed from Chen Hui's eyes, and then his gaze became cold as before, and continued to walk forward: "What do you want me to do." ”
Song Yang followed behind him: "It's nothing serious, I just came to chat with you, and I have to invite you to have a good meal for the New Year." ”
Chen Hui's tone was stiff, and his voice did not have a trace of warmth: "Nothing to be courteous, either annihilation or theft." Song Yang shook his head and smiled, and was about to say something more, but Chen Hui waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, is the painting done?" ”
Song Yang was stunned: "What to draw?" ”
Chen Hui stopped, slowly turned his head, and stared at him with a solemn gaze: "Have you even forgotten what to paint?" ”
The topic was confused, Song Yang didn't know how to answer for a while, and Chen Hui saw that he didn't speak, and his face gradually showed anger. Song Yang sighed and followed his words first: "I didn't draw ......"
Chen Hui's voice was stern: "Just didn't paint? Is it the same thing not to draw and forgetting what to draw? ”
Song Yang's brain is not slow, this time he answered very quickly, but his tone inevitably brought some temptation: "Draw the sun? "He used to see Chen Hui painting the sun in his house.
Chen Hui's expression softened slightly, turned around and continued to walk forward: "Why don't you draw?" Give me three pairs of falling diagrams, give them to me within seven days, or I'll pout your bow!" ”
Song Yang's heart sank. Obviously, Chen Hui regarded him as someone else.
At this time, Chen Hui seemed to see something, and shook his head at Song Yang without looking back: "Stand here and wait for me!" Saying that, he separated the crowd and walked to a vendor selling all kinds of New Year's goods across the street, bought a piece of red paper, wrapped a small ingot of silver in a random manner, and walked back, wanting to say something, but the surname was different, but the old man finally didn't say a word, and directly stuffed the 'New Year's money' into Song Yang's hand......
Chen Hui is indeed lost. Although he didn't say it himself, Song Yang was sure.
Confusion of memory, disorientation, mistaken acquaintances, irritability...... This common disease among the elderly had an accurate name in Song Yang's previous life: Alzheimer's.
This is a lesion of the nerves and brain, even if the Great Grandmaster is strong, he can't escape this disease.
After a thousand years, medicine has developed, and there is no accurate understanding of it, and the course of the disease is irreversible and incurable. Chen Hui will eventually lose his memory, lose his ability to take care of himself, and become an elderly man with dementia.
In a trance, Song Yang remembered that when he was still in Qingyang, after the fierce battle between himself and Chen Hui, he asked him: Why help me?
Chen Hui was about to answer, but suddenly became irritable...... He wanted to say, but he forgot the answer.
At this moment, Chen Hui was not wearing a hat, the reinstatement effect of the poison he had received last time was still there, and his head and face were ridiculously bare. Song Yang couldn't tell the little suffocation that was gradually spreading from the bottom of his heart, whether it was regret or guilt, and nodded seriously to Chen Hui with the New Year's money: "I'll paint when I go back." ”
Chen Hui laughed rarely: "Hey, I'm a year older, I seem to be really sensible again." ”