Rong Qian was calm. Fang Qingchen's ridicule, Feng Jinjie's helplessness, and all the previous conversations between the two, in fact, he heard them very clearly, and he understood them very well in his heart, but his mood was blank, and suddenly, he was too lazy to pay attention to it, too lazy to speak.

Is it going to go after all?

First, the army triumphed, the affairs were busy, and then the queen gave birth, and the palace was in chaos.

Is it really too busy, or is Yan Rin actually unconsciously making everything seem too busy.

And he also made amends, happy for the big victory together, nervous for Lechang together, and happy for the child together, but never asked, when is your crown ceremony arranged?

Who is the person who is reluctant and who is the person who can't let go?

Actually, he really didn't take the pain on his body to heart, and it wasn't that he hadn't experienced it before, and he tasted too much suffering and became numb, so that's it.

Anyway, this wheelchair is very convenient, it can be manipulated effortlessly, anyway, now work hard, stand up, and walk more than ten or twenty steps.

Actually, this is ...... For him, that's enough.

He doesn't need to compete with others, he doesn't have to hurry, he works hard, he is comfortable every day, and let others serve, what's the difference?

Even the faint pain in the limbs of the body all the time, because I got used to it, I gradually didn't care, and I still laughed freely. It's just that. He can let it go, Yan Rin, Qinggu, all the people who love other places, can they let it go?

After that, ten years, twenty years, such long years. How could he bear to let them face him all the time who could never get better, and he was tormented and painful all the time.

It's time to go. What should be done has been done, Yan Guo is strong and prosperous, Yan Rin has grown up, after being tempered again and again, he has become more and more calm and moderate, and he doesn't need to worry about nagging all the time, pointing fingers at the side at an inopportune time. Qinggu and An Wuji get along very happily. There's no need to worry.

Since everything is already so good, what reason does he have not to go back?

Go back to the small building, and put an end to all the pain of the flesh, if you miss them. Turn on the monitor, you can still observe the bits and pieces of their lives, and in the depths of the small building, quietly smile for them.

And Yan Rin is good, and Qinggu is good. Of course, I will miss him a lot. Maybe it's a little sad all the time. It's just that knowing that everything is fine with him and knowing that he is back to normal. The mood should always be more relaxed, more comfortable, and happier.

It's time to go, to retire after success, and to break off when you need to break.

It's time to go, the court of Yan no longer needs a meritorious and incomparable prestige. And Yan Rin can't carry a burden and a burden of conscience all year round. The court of Yan is even more unsuitable for many years, enshrined a foreign minister whose status is too noble and who presses the emperor on the side.

Leaving is the best choice for everyone.

However, after all, he was reluctant, after all, he closed his eyes, plugged his ears, deceived himself, and ignored the reminder and call in his heart.

After so long of contradictions, hesitation, embarrassment, and helplessness, in the end, it is still ...... Can't put it down.

Fang Qingchen had been looking at Rong Qian coldly, a little stunned, and suddenly smiled, and slapped Rong Qian on the shoulder.

Feng Jinjie couldn't stop it, and said angrily: "What are you messing around?" ”

Where can Rong Qian's body withstand such a beating, there was a sharp pain all over his body, his mind was clear, he looked up at Fang Qingchen in astonishment, but looked at the proud and willful classmate, smiled at him, brilliant and dazzling, and his voice sounded categorically: "Since you can't let it go, then don't go back." ”

Hearing Fang Qingchen's earth-shattering words, Rong Qian didn't have time to speak, and Feng Jinjie had already said abruptly: "What kind of ridiculous idea are you coming up with?" If Xiaorong doesn't go back, he has to stay like this, not only physically disabled, but also in pain. There's nothing to do now, or does he have to do it, what is he still doing here, masochism? ”

Fang Qingchen disagreed.

"We know that Xiao Rong's path is naturally decided by Xiao Rong himself, we can give advice, but it is just a suggestion. We think it's a mistake and a loss, and he may be exactly what he likes, what he likes. So why do we have to point fingers on the side? Although the body is difficult, but the heart can be free, what is wrong. We can disagree with Xiaorong's decision, but at least we should respect it. ”

Feng Jinjie rolled his eyes, and the words were really nice. At the beginning, the guy who repeatedly set up bureaus and made Xiaorong and Yan Rin can't help but meet, why didn't he respect Xiaorongdi's opinion before doing bad things?

It's a pity that he is now eating people with a short mouth, muttering in his heart, but he can't refute it on his lips. When he left Xiaolou to find Lu Dongli, it was not that everyone was against the local affairs, only Fang Qingchen expressed his support, and today Fang Qingchen became the only one who stood up to support Xiaorong to stay in the land, so ...... That's like...... Alas, it is also a matter of course.

Rong Qian looked at Feng Jinjie's expression, and felt funny: "Come on, I know that you want me to go back to Xiaolou quickly, so that you have to go back to your free body, and you can go to Zhao Country immediately, you don't need to be like this now, all day long watching if there are pigeons flying in the sky." ”

Fang Qingchen also glanced at him with disdain: "It's not that his own medical skills are too poor, one or two can't be cured, who is to blame?" Seriously, I originally came here to get some medicine from you for Di Jiu. But now, looking at your level, taking your medicine, can you really save Di Jiu? ”

Feng Jinjie frowned and sighed, "Hanging!" ”

Fang Qingchen and Rong Qian glanced at each other, and said in unison: "You really can't save it?" ”

"You...... You are simply a ninth-rate doctor, and you dare to call yourself the world's first miracle doctor? ”

"What about the Divine Doctor? The doctor is not a god. My knowledge is much higher than that of this era, but it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. Many medicines, under the current conditions, I can't purify them at all. This time, I originally brought out some super-era drugs from Xiaolou......"

Feng Jinjie pointed at Rong Qian viciously: "But I've basically fed this bottomless pit." The rest of the medicine is not right on Di Jiu's symptoms. Zhang Minxin and I gave a detailed introduction to Di Jiu's situation, his body was almost completely destroyed a few years ago, and in the past few years, not only did he not recuperate, but he exhausted every bit of life force to practice hard, and overdrew his life again and again. Although he still looks able to walk and jump now, the foundation of his inner bones should be completely destroyed. It is already a miracle that people have survived until now. ”

When Feng Jinjie said this, he finally sighed: "No matter what medicine, it can only cure the disease of immortality." Now the medicine I can give you can make him feel better, not so bad when he gets sick, just live a few more days. ”

He frowned, racked his brains for a long time, and said, "That's it, light dust." When you find him, bring him to me, and I will treat him myself. In the treasury of the Yan Imperial Palace, all kinds of precious medicinal materials are ready-made, and it should not be a problem for me to prolong his life for three or five years. ”

Rong Qian's expression was gloomy: "Even if he can live for a few more years, he will eventually suffer from physical pain day and night, and he will always be unable to let go because of Han's affairs." In my lifetime, even a day of happiness cannot be found, so I ...... to live like this."

"That's all I can do." Feng Jinjie said helplessly: "Xiaorong, you don't take the pain of your body to heart, so why worry too much about others." In the matter of Han, everyone is thinking of a way, maybe they can really find a way to wake up Han without getting Han hurt. If I can prolong his life for a few years, maybe while he is alive, I will finally have the opportunity to see Han wake up with my own eyes. ”

"Han woke up, see him die?" Fang Qingchen sneered, and sneered: "Morning is death, and late is death." In that case, what am I going to do in a hurry? With such hard work, how can anyone be saved, and who can be liberated? ”

Feng Jinjie glanced at him: "If you don't go, it's just right, stay and take a potion bath with me." ”

Rong Qian also knew that Fang Qingchen was just talking hard, so he naturally refused to squeeze him like the wind, and only gently persuaded: "Let's go." Di Jiu has already done this for Han, and it should be enough. No matter what the future holds, if he can be saved, he will be saved, and he will be able to live one more day, always one day, and who can say for sure what will happen in the future. As long as people live, there is always hope. ”

Looking at Feng Jinjie's expression that you don't leave, my doctor has the means to deal with disobedient patients, Fang Qingchen felt panicked all over. Rong Qian has already built such a good step for him, where does he still have a reason to go down: "Just go, I don't have anything else to do anyway." ”

He poured himself the wine and drank it all in one gulp.

Feng Jinjie's lips moved, but he didn't stop it anymore, just looked back and exchanged glances with Rong Qian.

There's nothing left to do? This fox ......

It was just a very short moment, and the expressions of the two of them showed a little gloom, and they both immediately retracted.

Fang Qingchen ignored the ups and downs of the two people's moods, lazily carrying a pot of wine for himself with one hand, holding chopsticks in the other hand and flying chopsticks, with food in his mouth, he could still ask clearly: "How is it?" Tell me, how have you been doing lately? ”