As he spoke, Cassia had already walked to the bed and sat down, and asked Biluo, "How do you feel?"

Biluo said in a dumb voice: "I feel better." Thank you, sir, for saving your life. As she spoke, she was about to turn over on the bed and bow down, but Cassia Zi hurriedly stopped her: "There is no need for so much courtesy, it is my duty to cure the sick and save people." If you say thank you," he pointed at Wang Yangming: "This kid sacrificed his life to donate blood, you might as well thank him." ”

When Shen Qingdai chatted with Biluo, she had already told her about Wang Yangming's blood donation to Biluo last night, and Biluo knew that her little life could be saved, thanks to Wang Yangming's blood. She sent people under the fence, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and was busy saluting Wang Yangming, where was Wang Yangming willing to accept her worship, stepped forward to support her, and said: "Don't be like this, I am also an orphan, let's support each other, it should be." ”

It's okay not to say this, but as soon as he said it, it immediately provoked Biluo's sadness, causing a choked up, and his voice was hoarse, which sounded extremely pitiful.

Wang Yangming patted his head, his brain was not bright after losing blood, how could he say this kind of thing in front of Biluo. Shen Qingdai glanced at him reproachfully, and when Cassia stepped forward to diagnose Biluo's pulse, she pulled Wang Yangming over and whispered, "I've been crying for a day and a night, and you still say such things." If you cry again, your body will definitely collapse, even if there is an elixir, it will not cure your heart disease. ”

Wang Yangming already regretted it, but when she blamed him, he was even more ashamed and embarrassed.

When the two spoke, Cassia had already finished diagnosing his pulse, and said to the three people: "The toxin has been removed, the wound has begun to heal, there is no major problem, but the body is weak and needs to be well recuperated." Qing Dai, you will go back to the pharmacy with me later, I will prescribe a nourishing prescription, you have grabbed all the medicine and sent it to Biluo for decoction. ”

Shen Qingdai hurriedly responded, and Cassia Zi turned his head to Biluo and said in harmony: "Little girl, I have discussed with Dean San, you will live in the Guozi Prison, don't worry about anything, no one can threaten your safety here." I know that you are sad about the death of your parents, but people cannot be resurrected after death, and it is only right that you have to live well. If you continue to be sad and depressed, even if I have the medical skills of heaven, I will not be able to save you. ”

Biluo sobbed and nodded silently. Cassia didn't say much anymore, and ordered Shen Qingdai to go back with him to grab the medicine. Wang Yangming was about to follow the two of them, but Shen Qingdai stopped him and made a color: "Heart disease still needs heart medicine, little junior brother, it's up to you." After that, he squeezed his fists heavily and made a cheering gesture.

Wang Yangming had no choice but to stay, sitting in front of the bed a little embarrassed, because he was not familiar with it, and he didn't know what to say, after thinking about it, it seemed that he could only start with introducing himself, so he was a little embarrassed and said: "Biluo girl, that, you may not know me very well, my name is Wang Yangming, I am the apprentice of Dean San Yisheng, and I am ranked thirteenth among the disciples in the courtyard, and they all call me thirteen." ”

Although Biluo was sad, after all, she knew that Wang Yangming was her life-saving benefactor, so she hurriedly said, "Mr. Thirteen." ”

Wang Yangming waved his hand: "Mr. or something, it's all others complimenting me, I'm just a reckless teenager, you don't have to call me like that, you can call me thirteen." ”

Biluo was silent for a moment, and his words were very serious: "Mr. has a life-saving grace for Biluo, and of course Biluo must be respectful to Mr." ”

Wang Yangming lowered his head, and saw that Biluo's exposed wrist was thin and thin, showing a translucent blue-white, as if it could be cut off with a slight stroke;

He is an orphan like Biluo, but after all, he is used to this kind of life, and now he has Guozijian and San Yisheng as backers, and Biluo's parents are newly mourned and helpless, it is the most difficult time in life, I can't help but feel sour, and I feel a sense of sympathy, and I secretly resolve: I must let you out of this shadow.

The determination was set, and the eloquence was actually given: "Biluo, shall I tell you a story?"

Biluo only answered softly, and her voice was very low. She wasn't in the mood to listen to the story, but seeing that the other party said so, she couldn't refuse.

I haven't remembered it for about too long, Wang Yangming's thoughts were a little sluggish, and his eyes were a little wandering, and he slowly spoke for a while, with an indescribable sourness in his tone: "There is a teenager who became an orphan when he was born, and he doesn't know who his parents are and why they don't want him." He was taken in by an orphanage shelter and finally grew up to the age of seven or eight, but the orphanage closed because he had no money to keep it open.

He became a wandering ghost in the city, scavenging in the garbage heap every day, eating the scraps thrown away by others so as not to starve to death. However, this kind of life could not be maintained smoothly, there were many beggars on the street, robbing him of food, he was too young to beat those people, so he had to change places to find something to eat. ”

Speaking of this, he was silent for a while, as if he couldn't say anything.

Biluo slowly raised her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him in a daze.

Wang Yangming closed his eyes and calmed down his emotions, and continued: "Later, he found a very interesting thing, that is, reading, he likes to read very much, and he can't afford to buy books, let alone go to private school, so he has to read books everywhere. He has suffered a lot of white eyes for this, but he doesn't care, as long as he can read, he feels that life can still go on.

Later, one day, he was selected by the world's number one master, accepted as an apprentice, and became the world's mouth of Mr. Guozijian Thirteen, it seems that there are no more difficulties and dangers in life, and others are full of envy when they mention him. But do you know?" Wang Yangming paused for a moment, looked at Biluo fixedly, and said word by word: "Only he knows that if he was crushed by the hardships of his childhood, he would not have lived the day when he met the number one master in the world." ”

At first, Biluo thought he was telling a story he heard, but later he had a faint feeling that this was actually Wang Yangming's life experience, and when he said that he was the son of the country and the number one master in the world, he finally confirmed that Wang Yangming was talking about himself.

During the time I woke up, I don't know how many people have comforted me, and those words are sincere, but I have never been able to listen to them. It wasn't until he heard Wang Yangming's heartache that he thought that he had endured more pain than himself when he was still a child, and in order to comfort himself, he actually tore these wounds to show himself, Biluo only felt that his heart was warm and sour, and he was almost speechless, and he muttered in a trance for a while: "Mr. Thirteen, you have suffered." ”

Wang Yangming interrupted her: "I tell this story, not to ask you to sympathize with me and comfort me, but to let you know that people will help themselves, and then God will help them." At no time should you give up hope of living. All the things in the past, as long as they can't kill you, will make you stronger. Just like the little boy who was struggling on the verge of life and death back then, he still doesn't dare to relax until there is nothing in this world that can threaten him. If you can't become stronger, how can you protect yourself, how can you avenge your father and mother with your enemies?"

He was moved, and his tone was sincere and abrupt.

Biluo looked at Wang Yangming in a daze, as if she had an understanding in her heart, and after a while, she wiped the tears on her cheeks and said in a dumb voice: "Thank you Mr. Thirteen for your teachings, Biluo understands." ”

Wang Yangming saw that the sad look on her face had greatly decreased, and knew that his words had been deeply rooted in her heart, so he breathed a sigh of relief and comforted softly: "Don't call me Mr. Thirteen in the future." is the same as the end of the world, why should we have known each other, you will call me Xiao Wang in the future. ”

Bi Luo looked at him in astonishment: "Little Wang Ba?"

"It's not Xiao Wangba, it's Xiao Wang!" Wang Yangming pretended to be angry.

Biluo couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth: "The title of Xiao Wang is too disrespectful." Since you don't want me to call you Mr. Thirteen, I'll call you Brother Yangming. ”

"It's okay", Wang Yangming's eyes were warm, with endless pity: "I don't have any relatives here, from now on, I will treat you as my sister-in-law." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.