This night, I don't know if it was because of taking the pill or seeing Jiaye, Feng Feng slept unusually peacefully, and the long-term depression in his chest was also relieved a lot.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that it was very dark outside, and it was pouring rain after a while.

She is most afraid of rain, and when she encounters wet weather, she often breathless. She got dressed and wanted to get up and take a walk, but her chest began to feel stuffy again.

Liu Er went to the kitchen to order the medicine to be boiled, but was blocked by the heavy rain and couldn't come back for a while.

Helplessly, she sat down by the dresser, combed her hair carefully, combed it a few times, her hands trembled, the comb fell to the ground and broke into two, her heart tightened, and she coughed violently.

A pair of hands on her vest, the breath that couldn't come out of her mouth suddenly eased.

She turned her head slowly, her body tilted for a while, and she fell down again, but she was picked up by a pair of strong hands and gently placed on the bed. She lay down, although she knew that it was Gaya, but she still felt very happy to see his warm eyes, "Gaye, hello." ”

Gaya nodded: "You have been taking medicine for several days, if it doesn't work today, it's time to change to another medicine, what do you think now?" ”

She was about to answer, but she coughed violently a few more times and vomited a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood is so obvious that it vomits on the white handkerchief, even Master Gaya can't cure his own illness? She looked at him in horror, her voice trembling a little: "Gaya, am I really going to die?" ”

He looked at her slightly trembling expression, stretched out his hand again, pressed it on her vest, and his voice was so calm: "Niangniang......"

"My name is Feng Feng, and you can call me Miao Lian."

At this moment, she was so stubbornly correcting and insisting on a title, and Gaya nodded, "Okay, Miao Lian, I will cure you." ”

This "wonderful lotus" is really gentle and wonderful in the ears.

Feng Feng laughed secretly, and Jia Ye stood in front of the bed, one hand against her vest, slightly lucky, "Miao Lian, in addition to medicine, your condition also needs the injection of yang energy. Every evening is the time when the yang energy is at its fullest, and from today onwards, I will treat you every day, and it will take about half a month......"

"Thank you, Gaya."

He didn't say anything, just massaged a few of her acupoints. She felt warm and indescribably comfortable, as if there was really masculinity pouring in from the meridians and acupoints of her body, forcing out the cold and poisonous qi in her body. After a while, he stopped: "You lie down well, take your medicine on time, don't worry too much." ”

She looked at his handsome face carefully, and her heart skipped a beat, but she said, "Gaya, are you still studying the scriptures in the meditation room?" ”

Gaya nodded.

Somehow, in her heart, she really wanted him to talk with her all the time, or even not to speak, just sit like this. However, he was clearly leaving.

She closed her eyes and opened them again, "Gaya, tell me a story from the Buddhist scriptures, it should be more interesting......"

He saw the white brocade that coughed red and bloody next to her pillow, and then looked at her somewhat sad eyebrows, looked at her compassionately, nodded, and talked to a child like a child: "Okay, Miaolian, I'll tell you an interesting story, I'll tell you, you can rest well......"

"Hmm."