Bleak.

When Wang Yao exhaled a breath of turbidity, the color of his skin returned to normal again.

Although the method of refining the skin of "Bull Demon Skin Refining" is divided into four stages: copper skin, silver skin, gold skin and Bull Demon skin, however, in a relaxed state, Wang Yao is still used to making his complexion show a normal wheat color, after all, the silver skin is obvious, and it looks very handsome at first glance, but after a long time, a pure 'silver man' still makes him feel unaccustomed.

This is the end of today's cultivation.

After putting on his clothes, Wang Yao went down the mountain.

The mother was rescued.

My own cultivation has also been greatly improved in the past two months.

Double happiness is coming, Wang Yao is humming a little song, and even his walking posture has become a little fluttery.

And yet—

Just when Wang Yao was going down the mountain and just returned to the small mountain village, someone bumped into Wang Yao and said to him, "Xiaoyao, go and have a look." Your mother fainted again. ”

"What?!"

Hearing the other party's words, Wang Yao felt incredulous.

Hasn't his mother, Du Wenjuan, been rescued by a hundred and fifty years of wild ginseng?

Moreover, looking at the effect, it can be said that it is quite obvious, not only all the Huafa has turned into green silk again, but even the wrinkles have faded nine times out of ten, it has only been two months, how can I faint again?

However, as a person from the same village, Wang Yao felt that the other party had no reason to lie and deceive himself.

"Could it be that it was just an accident?"

Inside his mouth, Wang Yao muttered in a low voice.

Soon, Wang Yao returned to his and Du Wenjuan's residence, pushed the door in, in addition to his mother lying on the bed, there were several villagers standing next to the bed, and at the head of the bed, the barefoot doctor Uncle Hu was taking Du Wenjuan's pulse.

Walking to the bedside, Wang Yao saw that his mother, although she was in a coma, her face was ruddy as usual, and it seemed that there should be no major problem......

Hey?

Not necessarily.

Today is different from the past, cultivating "Bull Demon Refining Skin" to the silver skin Dacheng, Wang Yao, who is in the middle stage of the martial arts, is definitely meticulous in terms of observation, therefore, he found that his mother Du Wenjuan's black hair is actually ...... Another gray hair!

Originally, it was nothing.

In terms of age, Du Wenjuan is almost forty years old, and she has a few gray hairs, which is also normal.

Some people with little white hair are only in their twenties, and they have a lot of white hair, don't they still live well?

However, in Wang Yao's opinion, this is abnormal, because, after swallowing the whole wild ginseng, Wang Yao clearly remembered that every strand of Du Wenjuan's hair was pure black.

Now, a gray hair has appeared.

This made Wang Yao's heart 'chuckle', and his intuition told him that this was a very bad sign.

At that time, Uncle Hu, the barefoot doctor, put down Du Wenjuan's hand, which meant that his pulse diagnosis was over, and one of the villagers on the side asked, "Old Hu, Xiaoyao and her mother, are you okay?"

"Why are you asking so much?" Uncle Hu asked rhetorically.

"I'm not from the same village, so I care about it. The villager replied.

Raising his eyebrows, Uncle Hu, the barefoot doctor, said, "With me Hu Jinquan here, Wen Juan and her, naturally it's fine." Alright, alright, let's not gather around here, let's disperse, disperse. ”

"Huh. ”

As soon as they agreed, several villagers went out back and forth and closed the door casually.

As a result, in the whole room, only Wang Yao, Du Wenjuan and Hu Jinquan were left.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little weird.

At this moment, Hu Jinquan said, "Xiaoyao, Uncle Hu is sorry for you. My medical skills are too shallow, and before, there may have been a mistake in the diagnosis and treatment of your mother. Wen Juan, she is not exhausted due to hard work. It's ......"

"What is it?" Wang Yao asked.

"If I'm right this time, your mother should be suffering from Progeria!" replied Hu Jinquan.

Progeria?

Hearing this name, Wang Yao felt that he understood a little.

Subsequently, Hu Jinquan explained the disease of Progeria in detail.

In the final analysis, this is a genetic disease, and people with this disease will age like crazy between the ages of 20 and 25, whether it is mental strength or strength, they will be exhausted, as short as three or five months, and no more than a year, and they will die with silver hair, wrinkles on the face, and shaky teeth.

In the face of this disease, the medicine of wild ginseng is ...... at all Useless.

After explaining this, Hu Jinquan said again, "Xiao Yao, when I was out wandering, I had only heard about this disease of premature aging, but I had never really seen it. It is only because this disease is so rare that there was a deviation in the first diagnosis and treatment of your mother Wenjuan. And this time...... That's right. It's just that I'm a little confused. If it is really a disease of Progeria, why did your mother not break out until she was almost forty years old?"

yes, why?

Hearing this, Wang Yao's eyes were already full of tears.

If it is really a disease of premature aging, Du Wenjuan did not break out until the age of Chinese New Year's Eve this year, in Wang Yao's view, there is only one explanation, at that time, fifteen years ago, she was pregnant with herself, and after those three years, her man was gone, since then, orphans and widows, in order to raise themselves, so, no way, Du Wenjuan with an unknown force, hard to survive.

In Wang Yao's view, the name of this power is called ...... Maternal love!

Settle down.

Take a few deep breaths.

After trying to calm his mood down, Wang Yao asked, "Uncle Hu, what can I do to save my mother again?"

"Alas~~~"

Sighing, Hu Jinquan said, "I'm afraid that this time, only the spirit grass and the elixir can really save Wen Juan." Moreover, it is not any kind, but for the disease of Progeria, there is an obvious restraint effect. ”

Speaking of this, Hu Jinquan patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, "Xiao Yao, there are some things that can't be forced. You've done well enough. ”

The implication is that Hu Jinquan is persuading Wang Yao to give up.

At this moment, Wang Yao's eyes were burning, and he did not retreat.

Yes, the conditions this time are indeed harsh, but Wang Yao does not intend to surrender here, but intends to ...... Do it knowing you can't do it!

The raven feeds back, and the lamb kneels to suckle.

The grace of birth and nurturing is greater than the sky, no matter what, Wang Yao has to give it a try, do his best, and fight hard.

With this mentality in mind, Wang Yao asked again, "Uncle Hu, how much time do I have left?"

Seeing that Wang Yao was so persistent, Hu Jinquan couldn't help but shake his head, but he still answered Wang Yao's question, "Wild ginseng, although it is a mundane life-sustaining thing, still has some effect. Originally, Wen Juan may not be able to last three months, but now, there should be half a year. ”

Half a year, still half a year!

Thinking of this, Wang Yao didn't want to drag it out any longer, and when Du Wenjuan woke up, Wang Yao smiled and said to his mother that he was going out again, but this time, the time would not be too long, at most a few months, and he would come back.

Knowing the son Mo Ruomu.

Combined with her coma this time, Du Wenjuan didn't say anything on her face, but she roughly guessed it in her heart.

The next day, when Wang Yao was about to go out, Du Wenjuan beckoned, "Yao'er, Yao'er, don't be in a hurry to leave first." ”

"What's wrong, mother?" said Wang Yao.

While speaking, Du Wenjuan took out a piece of clothing, which seemed to be custom-made for Wang Yao and suitable for him to wear.

"Yao'er, you mother and me, don't have any big skills. This dress was knitted for you in the months you have been away. Although, you've grown a little taller and stronger, it should fit well. ”

Touching the dress with his hand and listening to Du Wenjuan's words, Wang Yao's eyes were already full of tears.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

At this moment, Wang Yao couldn't control his emotions anymore, and said while crying, "Mother, don't worry, I will definitely wear this dress well." ”

In fact, while saying this, Wang Yao also said secretly and firmly: Mother, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to save you!