Plum falls like snow.

Xun Yu was tinkering with the medicinal herbs, Yan Hui broke in in a snowy cloak, and still said "Follow me", so he grabbed her and wanted to drag her out, and the cold air spread along her skin. Xun Yu was so excited by the cold that he reflexively trembled, his mind tossed and turned, and finally unloaded his spiritual power and let himself be dragged away by him.

The back door of Qingli Courtyard led directly to the outside of the house, and a black horse wagged its tail and raised its head to bite the plum branches that leaned out of the wall.

Yan Huo turned over and got on the horse, her face was covered with cold jade, her body was like a repair, and her black eyes reflected her silhouette. The twilight orange warms the still cold world. He held out his hand, "Come here." ”

Xun Yu handed out his hand, pulled it, and fell into Shang Daiqinghan's arms. The black horse raised its hooves dissatisfiedly, neighed a few times, and Yan Hui slapped it a few times before he was unwilling to silence it.

"Drive!"

The trip was just a cup of tea, but the carriage was changed twice.

The carriage stopped in front of an ordinary house, and Yan Huo knocked on the door four times regularly, and only after three breaths did the door open.

"Master." The door was opened by a woman with an extremely ordinary appearance.

Yan Hui led Xun Yu into the backyard room, where a yellow, shriveled middle-aged woman was lying. The woman had a new wound on her forehead the size of an egg that was oozing blood.

"Please save her." Yan Huo stared at her and said seriously.

Xun Yu glanced at him, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

The spiritual power spread like tentacles, slowly probing into the woman's body. There was silence in the room, and they barely moved, for fear of disturbing the woman who was being diagnosed.

Xun Yu withdrew his hand, frowned, and snorted for a while before he said, "I can only try to save her life now." ”

Seeing her unwillingness to pass by in a flash, Yan Huo suddenly remembered her unconscious and bleeding all over her body. His heart twitched, and his expression became more and more cold. "There's a Raua."

"Arabic?" What is this called?

In an instant, Xun Yu was diverted by his question. Yan Hui asked, "How is she doing?" ”

"You seem to have a kind of punishment ......," Xun Yu thought for a moment, "It seems to be called claustrophobic." She had read in a book that claustrophobia was the forced knocking down of a woman's pregnant womb by an external force, causing her to fall into other parts of the body but unable to get out of the body. Those who receive this punishment will not be able to conceive and be humane for the rest of their lives.

Yan Hui's face changed drastically, and his voice suddenly became cold. "How dare they!" Just five words, as if squeezed out between the teeth.

Seeing him like this for the first time, Xun Yu was slightly stunned, and continued: "She has some minor illnesses, but the time has dragged on for too long. "Long-term overwork, lack of food and medicine, depression...... Pinched the head injury, and the accumulated pain suddenly collapsed. The most troublesome thing is not these, but the after-effects of the claustrophobic punishment, and the blood clots that have accumulated in the head.

It should have been more than ten years since the pregnancy uterus was shot down, and it has been fused with other organs, even if it is her, it is not easy to take it out. The head is the most important place, and the evacuation of blood clots must be carried out with extreme caution and no room for error.

Yan Hui heard the meaning of her words, and suppressed her surging emotions, "Ah Yu, how sure are you?" ”

Xun Yu was silent.

The unwillingness gradually evolved into a kind of helplessness, Xun Yu suddenly remembered the expression of the master when he said, "We are not gods, even though we are known as the holy hands of medical immortals, there is still no time to return to heaven".

The woman's body is too weak, whether she can survive is a question, how can she have the physical strength to deal with the treatment?

Yan Hui's hope is like a sharp blade, piercing straight at her unwillingness and unwillingness to admit it. She didn't know how to answer, grasp? Not at all.

The woman was terminally ill, and it was best to use the medicine of the tiger and wolf to provoke her anger, and then resign herself to fate, but this treatment was too risky. If it is the safest insurance to use the aura to slowly figure it, but her injuries have not healed, and if she is treated strongly, it will definitely cause irreversible injuries.

Yan Huo stared at her and bowed his head deeply, "Please save her." ”