"Don't be in a hurry to leave, I'll bring a famous doctor to see you and come back soon." Worried about the injury on Chi Jing's face, Nie Yihan took her to a warm and elegant room, threw down this sentence, and hurried out.

Doctor...

Chi Jing looked at himself in the bronze mirror and looked at it apprehensively. In fact, her previous appearance was no worse than Xiu'er, but she was obsessed with computers and turned a blind eye to those chocolate rose confession letters.

What if the face is healed? Everything is just a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water. The world's red face eventually became a pile of white bones, and she came here to atone for her sins in this life, so she didn't care about this face in her heart. But...

"I've been waiting for you." Ji Jing remembered Xiu'er's shy smile. Xiu'er actually cares, right? She appeared in her dream that day, was it for this?

Let's just stay and wait for this famous doctor. After making up his mind, Chi Jing had the heart to look at this side room, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

The owner's intentions can be seen from the interior decoration of the room. Nanmu lacquered gold embossed tiger shelf bed, supporting the bed in front of the carved Pixiu foot. There is a pear blossom wood crescent table near the window, and two vases are placed on the table, and there are no flowers in the vases, which are only for decoration. Not far from the bed, there is a table of eight immortals, on which there is a plate of black and white chess pieces made of crystal clear and unknown materials.

The eye swept over the stuffy closet, hangers, and screens, all of which were common but made of the best materials. What really surprised her was a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall.

This is a very beautiful woman. Under the curved willow eyebrows, a pair of autumn eyes. The mouth is like a peach, the teeth are like a braided shell, the fog is cloudy, and the smile is clever. If you look closely, you will feel that Nie Yihan is somewhat similar to her. The woman in the painting is different from the others in that she is in a wheelchair, and the space under her skirt where her shoes should be exposed is empty.

Amputation...

Chi Jing looked at her sympathetically, and a sour feeling of unspeakable sympathy for the same disease swelled in her heart. She had lost both hands, and the woman in the portrait had lost both legs.

…

An hour later, Nie Yihan returned with a young man carrying a medicine box on his back.

Walking in the door and finding that Chi Jing really didn't leave, Nie Yihan smiled: "Chi Jing, I knew you would wait for me!" He dragged the famous doctor all the way back to his heart, just because he was afraid that she would be impatient to leave.

Chi Jing didn't speak, just looked at the excited Nie Yihan with a smile on his face. She was willing to stay and let him find someone to heal, and he was really so happy?

Nie Yihan cleared his throat embarrassedly, and then remembered the famous doctor who came back with him. He looked at the man, and there was no smile on his face, as if it was another person who was smiling like a child at Chi Jing just now.

With a gloomy face, he coldly instructed as if the other party owed him money: "Famous doctor, quickly diagnose and treat Miss Chi." ”

Chi Jing looked at the famous doctor carefully. I saw that he was as dusty as Nie Yihan, his facial features were soft but resolute, his hair was only roughly tied high with a silver string, and he was simply wearing a dark brown cotton gown, and his waist was tied with strips of cloth of the same color at will, without any accessories, his body was slender and thin, revealing a bit of elegance, not like a doctor but more like a scholar.

At a young age, he became a famous doctor? Sure enough, the hero is a teenager. Chi Jing thought so, and naturally had a little respect in his heart: "Little girl Chi Jing, I don't know what to call the doctor?" ”

"Famous doctor. Name, Famous Doctor. The man said, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his voice seemed to have been scraped by sandpaper, which made those who listened to him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His name is the Famous Doctor...

Chi Jing was dumbfounded. It turned out that this famous doctor was not another famous doctor, and she was still blessed: "There is Dr. Lao." ”

The famous doctor nodded almost invisibly, showing that he didn't like to talk. He took a step forward and looked intently at the scar on Chi Jing's face, his face was very close to Chi Jing's face, and to outsiders it looked like a pair of intimate lovers... He even held up Chi Jing's chin to take a closer look-

"Name, you're enough!" A forbearant angry shout suddenly sounded, and Nie Yihan rushed over and slammed off his hand holding Chi Jing's chin, glaring at him viciously.

Chi Jing can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed!

Chi Jing raised his hand to stop Nie Yihan and glanced at him warningly. Nie Yihan stopped talking, and his face was not very clear.

The famous doctor glanced at him lightly, not only was he not angered by his attitude, but also regarded him as if he was nothing, and continued to stare at Chi Jing unscrupulously, and from time to time he stretched out his finger and poked the scar on her face.

After looking at it, he took a step back and shook his head.

Chi Jing knew that such a serious burn and scald would be very difficult to treat in modern times, not to mention the ancient times when the medical conditions were far behind, so when he saw him shaking his head, there was no ripple in his heart. But Nie Yihan's face was ugly. "Can't it be cured?"

The famous doctor shook his head and spoke slowly: "It can't be cured." But I, perhaps. ”

Nie Yihan's eyes instantly lit up.

"A year later." The famous doctor slowly added: "I'm going to go, looking for it, a medicine." But-" He looked at Ji Jing, and Ji Jing looked at him. "It's going to be painful."

Chi Jing bowed her head and was silent, the famous doctor thought she was scared, so she didn't continue. But I didn't expect Chi Jing to speak again, it was related to him: "Famous doctor, are you going to the snow mountain to find medicine?" ”

Nie Yihan frowned when he heard this and looked at the famous doctor, he had known the famous doctor for many years, and it was the first time he saw him with a surprised expression.

"Chi, girl, how do you know?" No one knew except himself that he was going to the snowy mountains to look for medicine, because it was a decision made after seeing her face!

Chi Jing didn't answer his question directly, and then asked, "Famous doctor, do you have a boy who looks like seven or eight years old?" ”

Even Nie Yihan was stunned at this time. When he went to see a famous doctor today, he found that the famous doctor, who had always lived alone, had an extra boy of about seven or eight years old who looked very ugly. The famous doctor has been obsessed with medical skills since he was a child, and he doesn't know anyone else except for him Nie Yihan. But because he was in a hurry to come back to see Chi Jing, he didn't ask him about it. How does Chi Jing know? Could it be that she has clairvoyance?

The famous doctor's shock was not much less than that of Nie Yihan, and he noticed that Chi Jing was unwilling to say how he knew these things, so he didn't ask the reason. His voice was almost poisoned when he was a child, and now the sequelae left behind are a broken gong and difficult pronunciation. Word by word, he slowly explained the origin of the little boy, and Chi Jing and Nie Yihan listened patiently.

It turned out that the ugly boy had fainted in front of his door the day before yesterday, and after he woke up, he pestered him to worship him as a teacher, but he didn't want to.

He once made a poisonous oath that he would never accept disciples in this life. But the boy did not believe him, and said that he was willing to serve him as a man, and that one day he might impress him and make him take him as a disciple.

Hearing this, Chi Jing shook his head disapprovingly. "The boy was not seven or eight years old, he should have been in his thirties or forties. He's a dwarf, and even if he grows to a hundred years old, he'll only be this height. Moreover, he is not sincere in wanting to worship you as a teacher, you are climbing a cliff in the snowy mountains to find medicine, and the rope is firmly arranged, but he cut your rope and caused you to fall off the cliff. ”

so that he was crushed to pieces, and his life was whimpered.