The warm sunshine of early spring illuminates Wanjiang like a white line with silver light. Linjiang City, which is surrounded by the Yanjiang River, is not cramped because of its terrain and is built on the mountain and faces water on three sides. Houses line a wide street, in an orderly and orderly manner. The pedestrians on the street, coming and going, make the whole city prosperous and comfortable.

Spring is cold, and it is the season of frequent diseases. All morning, Renhetang was full of people, and Xia Zhengqian was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink saliva.

"Let's let, let's go." Suddenly there was a hurried sound outside the door, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy squeezed in from the crowd.

"Hey, where are you going? If you come from the back, you will line up at the back! "The patients who have waited for a long time without their turn are dissatisfied.

"That's it, young man, alive and kicking, why can't he wait for a serious illness so anxious?" There was the old man, who echoed in his voice.

Xia Zhengshen, the big proprietor of Chunlin Hall, heard the noise and raised his head from the ledger. When he saw who the little guy was, he frowned and stood up.

The little guy didn't care what the patient said, his eyes quickly swept over the crowd, and he hurried to Xia Zhengqian in the center of the crowd: "Master, master." ”

Xia Zhengqian, who was concentrating on writing the recipe, heard the shout, looked up, and said, "Jinghe, why are you here?" ”

"Master, hurry, the girl doesn't know what she has eaten wrong, she vomits and discharges, which is very serious. My wife told you to go back and have a look. ”

"What?" Xia Zhengqian stood up with a "Teng".

"Third brother, what's going on?" Xia Zhengshen walked over quickly and asked unhappily.

"Sister Jin is sick, big brother, I'll go back and have a look first, and I'll come back later." Xia Zhengqian said anxiously, lowered his head, and planned to finish writing the prescription at hand, and then hurry home.

"Nonsense!" Xia Zhengshen's face sank, "With so many patients, how can you leave?" The little thing is going home, leaving the patient waiting here, how do you do it? Do you want the reputation of this Renhetang? ”

"Big brother......" Xia Zhengqian was busy explaining. He knows best about his wife's temperament, if it weren't for his daughter's serious illness, she would never let Jinghe come to the hospital to call someone.

"That's it!" Xia Zhengshen didn't give him a chance to speak, turned his head to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy and said, "Qingsheng, your junior sister just has a bad stomach and a little illness, you go back and take a look for your master." Bring the medicine, fry it for your junior sister and come back. As you can see, the infirmary is very busy, but I don't have time to delay you. ”

Xing Qingsheng saw that although his master's face was very ugly, he didn't say anything against it, so he hurriedly responded, went to the medicine cabinet and grabbed two pairs of drugs for dysentery, and showed them to Xia Zhengqian, and hurriedly followed Jinghe.

In the main room of the south courtyard of Xia Mansion, Shu sat in front of the bed, looking at his daughter who had no breath on the bed, with a blank expression.

A young man came in at the door, carefully holding the medicine bowl, and said as he walked: "Mother, the medicine is here." But there was no response.

He looked up at the bed, and with a "bang", the medicine bowl slipped and shattered on the ground.

"Sister...... What's wrong with her? His voice trembled.

Shu Shi didn't answer, only stretched out his hand and gently stroked his daughter's thin face, Mu Ran's face finally showed sadness, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

"Madam, the criminal son is here." The voice of a maid came from outside the door.

Shu Shi didn't react, but Xia Qi seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "Daddy is back." He turned and ran to the door as fast as he could, but as soon as the curtain was lifted, he froze. Standing at the door, only Xing Qingsheng, who was panting and sweating, did not see Xia Zhengqian.

"Senior brother." Xing Qingsheng shouted with a smile.

Xia Qi picked him away and looked behind him, but only Jing He was behind Xing Qingsheng. He turned his head and asked, "Where is my father?" ”

"There are a lot of people in the hospital, and Uncle Shi said let me come back and have a look." Xing Qingsheng looked into the room, "How is my junior sister?" ”

Xia Qi's eyes suddenly lost their brightness. He bit his lip, shook his head, and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Xing Qingsheng's heart was sudden, and he didn't care about etiquette, so he broke into the door directly.

I saw that in front of the bed in the house, Shu Shi was lying there crying silently; Xia Jin on the bed, his face was as white as gold paper, lying there motionless, looking like that, it seemed that he had no breath at all. Xing Qingsheng only felt a "buzz" in his head, and he had no consciousness. He walked to the bed like a puppet, staring blankly at his junior sister on the bed, motionless.

"Senior brother." Xia Qi shook him awake vigorously, "Look at my sister." ”

Xing Qingsheng has studied medicine for ten years, and he has seen countless births, old age, sickness and death, how can he not see that the little junior sister on the bed has already returned to the nine heavens? But like Xia Qi, he still didn't give up, stretched out a trembling hand, and put it on Xia Jin's slender wrist.

Shu Shi stopped crying, held his breath, and looked at Xing Qingsheng expectantly.

For a long time, it was so long that Shu Shi and Xia Qi seemed to have passed a hundred years, and Xing Qingsheng lowered his hand and shook his head slowly.

There was a deathly silence in the room.

"How? How is Sister Jin? Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the courtyard.

Shu Shi shook slightly, and Mu Ruo's dead eyes refocused.

Before Xing Qingsheng turned around to greet him, the curtain was lifted, and a tall and thin middle-aged man came in outside the door, it was Xia Zhengqian. He looked around the house and saw that it was quiet, Shu Shi and Xia Qi were even more worried, their eyes were red and swollen, and they suddenly felt bad and asked, "What's wrong?" But his eyes looked toward the bed.

"Xianggong, Sister Jin...... Nope. When Shu Shi saw him, he seemed to have found an outlet for catharsis, and he couldn't cry all of a sudden.

"How so?" Xia Zhengqian still didn't believe his eyes, grabbed two steps, and pressed Xia Jin's wrist, and the next moment, his whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

"How so? How so? He muttered to himself in frustration.

Rao was already hopeless, and seeing this situation, the last string in Shu's heart finally broke, and she fell softly.

Xia Zhengqian and Xia Qi themselves were both stunned and crumbling. The only one in this room who is awake is Xing Qingsheng. At this time, he couldn't avoid suspicion, so he grabbed Shu Shi and hurriedly shouted, "Someone." A few maids and women immediately came in outside the door and took over Shu's from Xing Qingsheng.

Xing Qingsheng took a pulse for Shu Shi, and saw that she was just fainting from excessive sadness, so he relieved his heart and ordered: "Help my wife back to the house to rest." ”

Seeing that the maid was helping Shu's family, he walked to Xia Zhengqian's side again and supported him: "Master, I'll help you go back to your room to rest." ”

Xia Zhengqian woke up like a dream. He shook his head and said in a dumb voice, "No. Turning his head to look, seeing that Shu Shi was no longer in the house, he pointed to a maid and said, "You, go and bring the girl's best clothes." Then he pointed to the woman standing at the door, "Go and bring hot water and put up the screen." ”

The daughter has just left, and her body is still soft, so she has to change her clothes at this time. Although he is a father, he can't do these things for his daughter with his own hands, but his wife has fallen, and he has to watch the maids and daughters do these things through the screen. He can't leave his daughter without a relative.

"Yes." The people were busy.

Xing Qingsheng knew that his sister's future was the most important, so he no longer persuaded him, only helped Xia Zhengqian to sit on the chair outside, and went to settle Xia Qi.

The girl of the main family died, and no one dared to do much, and they did their own things silently, carrying water, taking clothes, erecting screens, and changing clothes......

Suddenly, a maid ran out of the room in a panic: "Master, master." ”

Xia Zhengqian recognized that this was his daughter's personal maid Qingdai. She didn't stay by her master's side at this time, but shouted, Xia Zhengqian was displeased, raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Girl......" Qingdai spit out with difficulty, and then said smoothly, "Girl just ...... It seems to have moved. ”

"Nonsense!" Xia Zhengqian opened his mouth and scolded. He has been practicing medicine for decades, and people are not dead, can he still not see it? How is it possible for people to come back from the dead? Could it be that his daughter is dead, and this girl still wants to spread rumors that his daughter is cheating the corpse? Where is the intention!

"Master, master, the girl is awake, really awake." The mother-in-law, who had just brought hot water in, suddenly rushed out, so excited that she was incoherent. The Xia family is a family of medicine, and the subordinates are also stronger than other places, and when they saw the girl of the main family come back from the dead, they were only excited and panicked, but they did not scream and run away in panic.

"Really, really?" One person said this, and two people said the same, Xia Zhengqian began to be skeptical. He stood up with his feet up, raised his feet and ran inside. As a father, he naturally hopes for miracles in this world.

Xing Qingsheng also hurriedly followed. But when he ran to the door, he almost hit Xia Zhengqian's back, who suddenly stopped.

"Jin ...... Sister Jin, are you awake? Xia Zhengqian's voice trembled, and he slowly walked to the bed, looking at his daughter fixedly.

Sister Jin'er, who was lying quietly on the bed and had no breath, was still pale at this time, but her closed eyes had been opened, and she was looking up at them with frowns. The eyes that were as clear and clean as the lake water, with a hint of surprise and doubt in the coldness, looked particularly smart and fresh.