Yu Molan felt as if she was roasted by fire, she was very cold, but from time to time she felt very hot, one moment she felt like she was in the middle of the desert, and the other time she felt like she was in an ice cellar, the cold was cold to the bone, and the hot bones were crazy.

Such a double heaven of ice and fire made her delirious become unclear.

The person who opened her eyes and looked at her with a smile on her face was not her master?

"Master."

She threw herself into her master's arms, but an unreal feeling surrounded her, as if she had forgotten something important.

"Son, you've grown up."

The master touched Yu Molan's head, and his voice was soft and kind, "It's time to find your own new life." ”

"But master, I miss you."

Yu Molan didn't know why she was crying, her heart was sour, and subconsciously it was like she had lost something most important, which made her want to cry.

"Master knows!"

The master patted her on the back, "But, child, sooner or later, the master will leave you one day, people in this world, no matter who they are, can't accompany someone for a long time, the master only hopes that you can meet the person who can accompany you, so cherish it." ”

"The past is the past, cherish what you have now."

The master's words rang in her ears, but Yu Molan didn't know what her master meant.

Her brain suddenly seemed to crack, she couldn't help but squat down with her head in her arms, everything around her was like a tide, and slowly left, the brightly colored scene became gray, and a thick fog filled the surroundings.

"Moran."

"Melan......"

Someone seemed to be shouting something, and Yu Molan walked in the direction of shouting herself in a trance.

But......

She looked back and saw that the master was still there, but he was saying goodbye to her.

"Go ahead, kid."

The master said.

"The master can't be with you anymore."

Yu Molan's tears poured out, she obviously didn't move, but she was getting farther and farther away from her master, and some things gradually became clearer.

And the figure of the master has slowly disappeared.

"Mo Lan, Mo Lan!"

Nangong Jing, who had been guarding Yu Molan, found that Yu Molan kept shouting for her master, and tears kept falling.

She had never been so vulnerable.

Fragile like a child.

"Mo Lan, I'm here."

Nangong Jing couldn't do anything, so he could only hold her hand tightly, and kept calling her name, hoping that she would wake up.

"Yu Molan, you wake up to this king, this king won't allow you to die!"

Nangong Jing clenched her hand, feeling Yu Molan's slow and faint pulse, no matter how calm she was, she couldn't hold back her panic.

He tried to keep Yu Molan, but this time, Nangong Jing still found that no matter how much power he had, he still couldn't let Yu Molan stay.

It's like the time he lost Liu Yiyi, what he got and saw was just a corpse, and there was no way at all.

"Xiao Chengyao!"

Realizing that Yu Molan had no heartbeat, Nangong Jing shouted loudly to Xiao Chengyao.

Xiao Chengyao was waiting outside when he heard the words and broke in.

"She's out of a pulse!"

Nangong Jing seemed to be crying instead of crying, and told Xiao Chengyao in a trance, "She has no pulse!" ”

How could it be!

Xiao Chengyao also pressed Yu Molan's pulse, and sure enough, as Nangong Jing said, there was no pulse.

If you don't have a pulse, how can you live?

Xiao Chengyao sat on the ground with a lost face, full of pain.

"People, I didn't get through it!"

Xiao Chengyao said!

"You talk nonsense!"

Zhaoyang rushed in, and now she was in no mood to care about her humble pale feelings, and all her thoughts were on Yu Molan.

Hearing the news that Yu Molan was dead, she obviously didn't believe it.

"How could she die, she was Yumolan!"

Zhaoyang cried so much that he pushed Xiao Chengyao away, and grabbed Nangong Jing again, "Brother Jing, I'm dreaming, right, how could she die." ”

Nangong Jing closed his eyes, and suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Lord Wang!"

"Brother Jing!"

There were exclamations from all around, and Nangong Jing suddenly said, "Go out!" ”

"Brother Jing, you ......"

Zhaoyang was frightened, and was about to say something, Nangong Jing said loudly again: "Get out of here!" ”

"Let him calm himself!"

Zhaoyang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xiao Chengyao.

Xiao Chengyao was distressed, took one last look at Yu Molan, and walked out dejectedly.

The people he has guarded for so many years are gone.

This realization made him even more painful than he knew that Nangong Jing and Yu Molan were together.

However, he knew that the person Yu Molan wanted to see the most, the person who wanted to be alone at the last moment, was not him at all.

As soon as he went out, Xiao Chengyao sat on the ground.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, which had saved countless people, but could not save the woman he loved.

"Hahaha!"

Xiao Chengyao suddenly burst out laughing, causing everyone else to look at him in surprise.

"What's the use of studying medicine, what's the use of studying medicine!"

Xiao Chengyao kept muttering to himself, his eyes flashed with a crazy gaze, his steps were upside down, and the night's waiting made his whole person extremely embarrassed, however, what was even more frightening was the despair in him.

"Doctor Xiao!"

Meng Jiao was a little unbearable, but was pulled by Chen Ling, "He's too sad." ”

Chen Ling choked, "Who would have thought that Mo Lan would be gone." ”

Suddenly, it began to rain heavily.

It's like, the sky is also crying for Yu Molan's departure.

The people from all over the world left, leaving only Yu Molan and Nangong Jing in the room.

She left.

This fact was like a huge hammer hitting him the head, and the feeling of pain was as if he knew that Yu Molan was missing that day, but this time, it made him more painful than that time, and Yu Molan was lying there, not giving him the slightest chance to fantasize.

"Yu Molan!"

Nangong Jing suddenly took Yu Molan's hand and shouted to her, "Do I allow you to die, do I allow you to leave me!" ”

The strong and powerful arm clasped Yu Molan, and Nangong Jing's tears fell like this.

The bits and pieces of the two of them came to their hearts, "This king won't allow you to die!" ”

"You just promised this king to be the princess of this king, how can you break your promise so much, you wake up for this king!"

However, no matter how Nangong Jing spoke, Yu Molan still didn't move.

This night, it was so difficult, it was pouring rain outside, and no one would bother them without eyes.

"Ahem!"

When she saw the dawn, Yu Molan slowly opened her eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

She hadn't forgotten her master's loving face, but a voice in her heart told her that she had completely lost her master.

Tears slid down, and Yu Molan tried to calm down.

"Mo Lan?"

Nangong Jing heard the sobbing, and thought that he had misheard, and when he opened his eyes, the temperature in his hands was warm, and Yu Molan was lying on the bed, looking at him with her eyes open.

"What's wrong with you?"

Such an ecstatic Nangong Jing, Yu Molan had never seen it, she asked out loud, but suddenly realized that her voice was hoarse.

"You're awake, I'm not dreaming, are I?" Nangong Jing was afraid that the person in front of him was his fantasy, so he held his hand tightly, for fear that the person would leave and disappear.

Of course you weren't dreaming, Yu Molan wanted to tell him kindly.

However, Nangong Jing suddenly stood up and walked straight out.

The door suddenly opened.

Meng Jiao and the others looked at Nangong Jing, full of worry and heaviness, and when they saw the smile on the corner of Nangong Jing's mouth, they became more and more worried, for fear that Nangong Jing would be hit by this.

"Meng Jiao, you come in."

After speaking, Nangong Jing looked at his other subordinate, "You go and ask the doctor to come over." ”

Meng Jiao followed Nangong Jing into the house with a heavy heart.

"Go and see if the princess has woken up."

Nangong Jing ordered.

Meng Jiao was startled and knelt on the ground at the moment.

"Lord, my subordinates know that the prince is in a bad mood for the princess's affairs, but the deceased is gone, and the prince still has to accompany the little princess well."

"The matter of the death of the princess, the subordinates must find out for the prince......"

Before Meng Jiao's words were finished, there was a cough that Yu Molan couldn't hold back on the bed.

"You heard that, didn't you?"

Nangong Jing saw Meng Jiao's stunned expression and asked him immediately.

"What did you hear, Ah Jing, what's wrong with you?"

When Yu Molan heard the news of her death, she didn't react a little, she just said it directly, and she didn't think much about it.

"Princess?"

Meng Jiao was surprised at the moment, how did Yu Molan wake up when she had no heartbeat.

"Fruit ......"

Sure enough, before Nangong Jing's words were finished, he hurried to Yu Molan's bedside, held her hand, and looked greedily at everything about Yu Molan, "Sure enough, it's not this king who is dreaming." ”

At this time, Yu Molan also figured out what her current situation was.

She saw that Nangong Jing was so lost and depressed, how could she not know the truth.

Her heart was full of emotion, she smiled lightly and held back the pain in her chest, "I'm naturally fine, I said, I will accompany you, and use the rest of my life to be with you." ”

"This king remembers!"

Nangong Jing kissed her finger and murmured again, "This king remembers." ”

Rooms.

"Doctor Xiao, are you really leaving?"

Zhaoyang followed Xiao Chengyao and watched him enter the house and pack up his things.

She knew that she had no right to interfere with his decision, but she still couldn't help but ask him.

There has always been no fate between him and her, hasn't it?

Just like that year, she lost her heart at a glance, and she twisted to find Yu Molan's trouble, but pushed him away more and more.

She should have thought about the current situation a long time ago.

"She's dead." Xiao Chengyao looked at Zhaoyang, his eyes full of pain, "I'm sorry, but I ......"

"What happened last night, I was drunk and rude, and it has nothing to do with you."