Chapter 3 The Dawn of the Tang Dynasty

Paradise in the dark night, falling leaves in the cool breeze, scattered drifting, falling, dotting water, splashing around the water. The dead leaves are like a small boat rocking and floating.

Everything was so quiet, and nothing wanted to disturb it, even if it was the desolation of the cold wind and bones.

Under the desolate hillside, a crumbling mud house looks lonely and fragile in the wind and rain. Inside the broken windows, the faint lights flickered, and on the earthen walls, a pair of thin figures were reflected.

The night was quiet, slightly sad, and softly spoken.

The woman always thought that the brother in front of her had lost her memory because of her own reasons, and she slowly told him all the past events and responded to all Meng Yifei's questions. In patience, full of sadness, sadness, only self-blame.

On the third watch day, three hours have passed since Meng Yifei woke up. This is a barren mountainous area, there are no people on the watch, only the cool wind.

Meng Yifei finally got all the things he wanted to know from the heart-pounding woman in front of him.

This beautiful woman who claims to be her sister is named Xuan'er.

He kept his composure, because every word Xuan'er said was like a stuffy vat full of water, sinking into his heart.

"Where is this and what age is it?"

"The second year of Wude, Yizhou."

In just six words, Meng Yifei's heart seemed to be pinched up and then shattered. Eventually, he came to a conclusion, "Myself, crossed." ”

If there is anything else that can show his current mood, it is that the dumb eats the yellow lotus, and there are words of suffering.

The strangest thing is that he found that he had become smaller. At the age of eighteen, he became only fifteen. This is Xuan'er Adi's body, and his name is Yifei. That's what I'm playing now.

Meng Yifei wanted to faint now, he hoped that the world would return to its original appearance after waking up. But the worst thing is that his body injuries made him unable to sleep at all.

This is the injury caused by Xuan'er Adi falling off a cliff, her left leg is broken, and her right hand is seriously injured. There were also countless wounds on his body.

Not only do you have to endure the loneliness and panic of crossing over, but you also have to bear the pain of your life. What kind of business is this?

Meng Yifei, who gritted his teeth, couldn't wait to kill himself. He still has a grandfather to raise, a family business to inherit, and his own little friends, as well as a blind grandfather Meng who is very good to him, he never thought of leaving them, never. But why did the heavens play such a joke on him, and for what? Do you want to start a state yourself? Do you want to kill Li Yuan yourself and accept Datang? Do you want to get rid of the Turks yourself, sweep the **, and unify the world?

What kind of farce is this? Meng Yi quickly collapsed.

However, he is not a child, he is a very responsible teenager, even in Mengjiagou, he is also a promising teenager who is about to accept the family business.

After calming down, he slowly looked at Xuan'er, who was already teary-eyed. To be honest, let him call him Auntie, he can't open his mouth. Because Xuan'er is only sixteen years old, and her real age is already more than eighteen.

But he can only be helpless, who let Xuan'er have an elder brother also named Yifei, and now he is her elder brother.

Later, Yifei learned that Xuan'er and him were not siblings, and Xuan'er was a child raised by Yifei's parents before giving birth to him. This family was not so bad originally, but coincidentally, Yifei in this world was also born in a medical family. It was originally also a decent family. The grandfathers even worked as doctors during the reign of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty.

Even if my grandfather retired later, relying on the family's medical skills, he was still able to support his family and have a small life. However, in this war years when the heroes were divided, how could there be a small day to enjoy, even the emperor lived a day of fear.

Like thousands of broken families, Meng Yifei's family is broken. My grandfather died of illness, and my parents died in the war. Some relatives and friends are either walking or scattering.

In the end, Xuan'er, the only sister in the family, took him to live in this old house. In the past two years, Xuan'er has been not only a sister, but also a parent, and she is also the support of the timid Yifei.

But just a year ago, Sister Xuan'er had an old problem, and when she encountered wind and rain and her clothes were thin, she would cough violently, and sometimes even cough up blood.

But Xuan'er never expected that Yifei, who had always been timid as a mouse and was so frightened by thunder and lightning that he hid under the table, would climb onto the cliff to collect medicine for herself.

Although the family inheritance is passed on to men but not to women, Xuan'er is familiar with it and roughly knows what her illness is. However, he suffered from no cure.

In these war-torn years, there were soldiers everywhere, all wounded. All those who knew a little bit of medical skills were arrested to save people, and all the herbs on the mountain were banned by the government, and they had already been harvested.

But for the sake of his sister's illness, Yifei risked his life, stepped into the forbidden area three or four times, and picked herbs several times, until this time, he was discovered by the officers and soldiers, chased to the edge of the cliff, and accidentally fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Looking at the herbs in his hand that had been picked by the previous owner of this body, Meng Yifei felt sad in his heart.

"Xuanshen, Zhimu." Meng Yifei slowly spit out two words, which were the names of the two herbs in his hand. Although he was as timid as a mouse, for the sake of his sick sister, he exchanged his life for these two herbs.

And Xuan'er in front of her has no blood relationship with Xiao Yifei, with her shocking beauty, she can participate in the beauty pageant, become the main mother of the prince and noble, and invite countless famous doctors to treat herself. But she chose to live and die with this brother, whose family was ruined, and never gave up.

"I'm sorry to worry you." This is what Yifei said on behalf of Xuan'er's brother, and he said to the late little Yifei in his heart at the same time: "Don't worry, from now on, your sister will be taken care of by me." ”

Meng Yifei was still a little unaccustomed to it, but at least he began to admire Xuan'er, the two sisters and brothers who depended on each other for their lives.

After Xuan'er heard this, she covered her chest tightly, she was very uncomfortable, but now she was more happy, her brother was fine, what could be more fortunate than this.

But Meng Yifei was nervous for a while, and grabbed Xuan'er's delicate hand violently. Xuan'er's little hands are very smooth, but the palms are a little rough, and even calluses are grinded out. It seems that she takes on a lot of the housework by herself.

Moreover, at the moment when Yifei grabbed Xuan'er's wrist, Xuan'er was startled by Yifei's sudden move, and Yifei was frightened by Xuan'er's pulse.

The pulse is disturbed, sometimes flooded, and the heart rhythm is surging. Sometimes the pulse is tight, and the slowness is abnormal.

Immediately afterwards, before Xuan'er, who was a little panicked, reacted, Yifei gently patted Xuan'er's chin: "Open." ”

After hearing this, Xuan'er involuntarily opened her mouth.

In the end, Yifei finally made a diagnosis.

"Yin deficiency and heat, sores on the mouth and tongue, evil heat into the lungs, and yellow heart. Chronic bronchitis, ulcers of the oral mucosa. At least five years. ”

Yifei said to Xuan'er with the attitude of a strict old Chinese medicine doctor, these tones were almost completely learned from his grandfather.

Grandpa took good care of the patients, and at the same time was also very strict with those who were disobedient, in his eyes, there were no special patients, and all those who came to him to see a doctor were treated equally.

And now Yifei is like this, he sees Xuan'er as a patient, not a sister.

"Why? It's been five years and you're not looking for a doctor? Yifei questioned Xuan'er.

For a while, he took out the attitude of a ten-year-old brother to educate a disobedient little sister. In his eyes, the current Xuan'er is a disobedient little girl.

And all of a sudden, Xuan'er even forgot her identity, she was startled by Yifei who was suddenly angry, blushed with some guilt, and apologized like a little girl: "I'm sorry, I, I"

Xuan'er didn't say that she couldn't afford to see a doctor, she knew that Yifei had lost her memory now, and there must be a lot of strange behaviors, which was not unusual at all. But why does she feel that Yifei seems to be a completely different person.

"No wonder." Yifei calmed down and looked at the herbs in his hand. Radix and Zhimu, these two herbs are essential herbs for the treatment of chronic bronchitis.

He also knew that it seemed that the previous owner of this body had been very successful on the way to studying medicine. Because this medicine is not something that ordinary Lang Zhong can catch. (Ask for recommendation, ask for collection, thank you!! )