He Ping quietly glanced back at Shang Jiu Ge on the bed.

At the same time, Shang Jiu Ge had already turned over and got out of bed.

However, he never expected that Shang Jiu Ge only took one step forward, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground.

He Ping didn't move, just watched Shang Jiu Ge kiss the floor intimately.

Then he smiled: "How's that?" How does it feel? ”

"I feel bad." Shang Jiuge fell to the ground, and then couldn't even climb up for a while, she simply rolled on the ground, and put her face up: "What did you do to me?" ”

Even when Shang Jiuge said this question, he didn't have too much panicked look.

Obviously, she can't walk steadily, and she can't turn over when she turns over.

But when he said this, the tone was still very flat.

And she believed that He Ping would answer her.

So He Ping also replied to her: "I'm curing your illness." ”

"You said it earlier, if that's the case, then I'll be dead." Shang Jiu Ge looked at the ceiling and said seriously, and then she thought for a while, "What are you guys baking?" So fragrant, can you feed me a piece? ”

So He Ping really took another pair of chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of roast pig and five flowers into Shang Jiuge's mouth.

Shang Jiuge opened his mouth to catch it, chewed it twice and swallowed it into his stomach: "Well, it's delicious." ”

"It's delicious."

"It's much better than what I made."

Shang Jiuge used these three sentences to accurately locate He Ping's craftsmanship.

He Ping smiled: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Shang Jiu Ge was lying on the ground, the girl's expression was really very calm, it was the kind of expression that I didn't fall to the ground and couldn't get up, I just wanted to look at the scenery on the ground: "What's wrong with me?" ”

Shang Jiu Ge continued to ask.

Saying this, Shang Jiuge looked at Ningxia next to him again.

is different from Shang Jiuge, Shang Jiuge is facing up on his back, while Ningxia is lying on the chair with his head down, seeing Shang Jiuge looking at her, Ningxia can still turn his head sideways and smile at Shang Jiuge.

In short, both of them are very pitiful, and they don't seem to be able to move much.

"What's the matter with her?"

"It's a long story." He Ping said quietly: "But to put it simply. ”

"I should be responsible for you, and it is Fang Bie who is responsible for Ningxia."

"It's kind of weird to say that." Shang Jiu Ge said: "But I have a lot of time now, you can tell me." ”

"What the hell is going on with me?"

"Do you know anything about your body?" He Ping looked at Shang Jiu Ge and said.

"Physical?" Shang Jiu Ge repeated this sentence, and then shook his head: "I don't understand. ”

"You have always claimed that your illness was carried in the womb, do you know what your illness is?" He Ping continued.

"Isn't it true that you are born with a broken pulse, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and you have to bear a great price?" Shang Jiuge asked rhetorically.

"You know one thing, but you don't know the other." He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge and said with a smile.

She picked up a piece of freshly roasted venison with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, then took out a small porcelain cup as white as jade, poured three cups of clear wine on the table, drank one cup herself, and then handed the second cup to Shang Jiuge: "Do you want to drink?" ”

He Ping asked quietly.

Shang Jiuge shook his head: "I won't drink, I haven't drunk it." ”

"Do you want to drink it?" He Ping continued to ask.

Shang Jiuge thought for a while: "I can learn." ”

So He Ping sent the glass of wine to Shang Jiu Singer, Shang Jiu Ge held the wine glass, but at this time, the girl's movements were like marionettes, unusually stiff and uncoordinated.

She struggled to control every muscle of herself, which was the easiest thing for the original Shang Jiuge, because there were few people in this world who could control her body better than her, but now, she was like a toddler.

After waking up this time, Shang Jiuge felt that he had entered a new situation.

The horror of the unknown is difficult to empathize with if you don't experience it yourself.

In the end, little by little, the girl insisted on slowly moving the wine cup to her small mouth, opening it, and letting it pour in.

The entrance is not as spicy as expected, but a slightly numb mellow aroma, and it slowly burns after entering the throat.

Shang Jiu Ge swallowed the glass of wine, and then nodded: "It feels pretty good." ”

"What about you?" He Ping watched Shang Jiuge finish drinking the glass of wine with difficulty, and then looked at Ningxia.

Ningxia nodded, and took the glass of wine from He Ping, she was in good health, but she said that her back was more serious and inconvenient to move.

Seeing that both of them had drunk, He Ping nodded with satisfaction.

"This kind of disease is very rare in the world, so that there is no unified name until now."

"After all, it is the doctor who names the disease, not the patient, you and I are both patients, and we can't call it Shang Jiuge's disease or He Ping's disease."

"This kind of disease is like early death, and the patient will be very fragile and easy to die young, and even if he grows up, he will always be weak and sick, and it is not a good disease in itself." He Ping said quietly.

Shang Jiuge listened quietly.

The so-called sympathy for the same disease probably means that if you really have the same disease, you will have empathy for everything the other party says.

"So it's really rare and painful to be able to grow up." He Ping continued.

"But there is only one thing that can be done about this disease."

"That is, when all the veins are broken, it is easier to get close to the world and feel the world."

"This intimacy and feeling, which is first embodied in the body and imitation."

"If he survives this disease, then from the age of three or four, the patient will be extremely sensitive to everything in the world, and in his senses, the world will become slower and more beautiful."

"You can see the changes of spring flowers and autumn moons, the trajectory of every fallen leaf, of course, you can see every sword move of those who practice swordsmanship, and you can also identify the movement of each of their muscles, and then infer the flaws and limitations of this sword move."

"If you can see others clearly, then of course you will be able to see yourself clearly."

"You also know everything you move and know how to control your body better."

"Know how to make the most beautiful movements with the least amount of effort."

"In other words, what about people who suffer from this strange disease."

"Just get through the first few years when it's hard to survive."

"Then next, in his martial arts practice, when others were still crawling on the ground, he was already walking like a fly, entering the hall, and even entering the realm of everyone."

Saying this, He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge: "Of course, you are luckier than me, you were born on Mount Hua, and Shang Li raised you, and you can see the most powerful sword in the world since you were a child." ”

"So, you're stronger than I was when I was seventeen."