When I heard him say this, I walked towards him, intending to bypass the screen and show him it.

As a result, as soon as I moved, the thin man on the other side of the screen immediately shouted, "Sit down, girl." ”

The boy raised his hand slightly, and then motioned to the thin man to remove the screen.

"Childe, this?" The thin man hesitated.

The boy didn't say anything more, and the thin man could only do as he was told, pulling the screen to the right.

The screen didn't look heavy, and the man easily pulled the screen aside.

And I also saw this son behind the screen.

It's just that I still haven't seen the whole picture of him, because he has a gold wire mask on his face, which covers the part under his eyes tightly.

Moreover, his long hair like ink obscured one side of his eyes, so I could only see one eye on his entire face.

However, even if it is so tightly blocked, I can still feel that he should be a handsome son, and that kind of elegant temperament can emanate from his body.

"Girl?" When he saw that I was staring at him straight and didn't say anything for a long time, he took the initiative to call me.

I immediately came back to my senses and hurriedly said to him, "Childe, can I take your pulse?" ”

"Hmm." He held out his hand to me.

I lifted his long white sleeves and saw a hand as white as jade, and on this white arm, the cyan meridians floated slightly.

Looking at it, it's sickly.

When I put my finger on his wrist, I was even more taken aback, because at first, I didn't feel the other person's pulse at all.

However, how could such a big living person in front of him not have a pulse? I calmed my breath and checked his pulse for a long time, and then I gradually felt a very weak pulse.

The pulse was extremely weak, somewhat like a "dying man."

"Ahem, ahem."

The boy coughed, stared at me with eyes as black as ink, and asked, "Girl, how am I sick?" ”

"Childe, to be honest, my medical skills are shallow, and I can only diagnose that your pulse is weak, and the rest?" I looked at him and was ashamed.

"Weak pulse?" He muttered to himself and repeated my words, then suddenly said to the thin man standing nearby, "Go make a pot of hot tea." ”

"Childe?" The man was clearly reluctant to leave.

"Go ahead." This son's tone is still modest, but he is sure to say it, and there is no room for difference.

The man looked at me and leaned out of the room.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the room, this son, and me.

He looked at me, his eyes deep and misty.

"According to the astrological signs, this year, I will be able to meet the person who is destined, this person is my lucky star, and he can solve my "yin disease". The boy stared at me and muttered.

"Childe, how do you know that your illness is a "yin disease", maybe it is just a symptom of ordinary physical weakness. I looked at him and asked softly.

His eyebrows and eyes drooped down slightly, and said to me: "Girl, I won't tell you, my biological mother died in childbirth when I was born, and I had no breath, and after seven days, I was about to be buried, but I cried out in the coffin. ”

"Childe can you find a master to see?" I frowned, I was born without breath, and seven days later I suddenly came back to life, which is too unbelievable.

He nodded at me: "The best doctors, the most powerful spirit sacrificers have seen it, and all of them are helpless. ”

Speaking of this, there was a hint of loneliness in his tone.