Ye Mingluo went back to his residence to take a bath, changed his clothes, and he lay on the bed and wanted to sleep. But when he closed his eyes, he thought of Huo Wen'an's pitiful appearance of dying again.

In the end, he still couldn't let go of Huo Wen'an, so Ye Mingluo jumped up from the bed again, stepped on his slippers, and drove an environmentally friendly battery car to the hospital.

Ye Mingluo was holding an ice cream in his mouth, and as soon as he walked into the lobby of the hospital building, he saw Zheng Lie and Zheng Qin talking together, and there was a flying smile between their eyebrows.

Zheng Qin is a laugher, but Zheng Lie has always been a low-key and calm person.

Seeing that Zheng Lie was laughing with Zheng Qin, he was smiling so badly that he had done something bad at first glance. Ye Mingluo stopped them and asked them, "Laughing like a cat who has succeeded in stealing, what kind of joy has happened to you?"

Zheng Lie immediately put away his smiling face, instantly retracted his edge, and became non-existent.

Zheng Qin laughed so much that his shoulders trembled, he squeezed his eyebrows at Ye Mingluo, and said, "Our young lady is worthy of writing, just make up a story, and she also has a nose and eyes."

"Make up a story?" Ye Mingluo wondered, "What the hell did she come up with again?" He left for a moment, what kind of moth was the master doing?

Zheng Qin deliberately played dumb riddles with Ye Mingluo, "This is the secret between the young lady and us, if you ask me, I won't say it!" Even if Ye Mingluo is Huo Wen'an's best friend, Zheng Qin still won't reveal everything to him.

Loyalty to the master is a rule engraved in Zheng Qin's heart.

Seeing that Zheng Lie and Zheng Qin were unwilling to reveal the truth, Ye Mingluo didn't ask any more questions.

He ate the ice cream in a few bites, walked into the ward, and saw Xu Xingguang sitting on the escort sofa playing games, and asked as he walked towards her, "Master, I met Zheng Lie and them just now, what did you tell them, I saw that they were sinister and lackey-eyed, and they didn't have a good heart."

Xu Xingguang didn't take his eyes off the phone screen, and said without raising his head, "I made up a little story and let them act in a scene."

"Who are you scheming?" Ye Mingluo wiped a handful of pitiful tears for the unlucky ghost who was calculated by Xu Xingguang.

"You'll find out soon." Xu Xingguang deliberately sold Guanzi.

"God is mysterious." Seeing that Xu Xingguang was fascinated by playing games, Ye Mingluo was curious about what kind of game could attract Xu Xingguang's attention.

Ye Mingluo walked over and glanced at it, and found that Xu Xingguang was playing a small game called "Ten Thousand Medicine Library".

"You play this too?"

In order to promote traditional Chinese medicine to the world, the Chinese Medicine Hall specially hired painters who were good at painting, and drew tens of thousands of medicinal materials with the records and documents in the "Ancient Medicine Biography" as a reference.

They hired software developers to make a small game with the nature of learning, science popularization and breakthrough. If someone can complete all the notes on medicinal materials within the specified time, successfully clear the customs to the end, and get the honorary title of "King of Medicinal Materials" systematically assessed, they will be able to win the mysterious award of the Chinese Medicine Hall.

But no one knows what the mystery jackpot is, so it's been three years since the game was developed, and no one has been able to clear it yet.

Ye Mingluo majored in Western medicine, and although he has dabbled in traditional Chinese medicine, he is far less familiar with the perverts in the Chinese medicine hall.

He played this game for a few days and then put it on hold, and seeing that Xu Xingguang passed one level after another very smoothly, Ye Mingluo was deeply impressed.

Pointing to the drawing of medicinal materials on Xu Xingguang's mobile phone screen, Ye Mingluo complained: "These medicinal materials, painted abstractly, are all drawn by artists according to the words recorded in the "Legend of Ancient Medicine" and drawn by imagination. You know that?"

Xu Xing didn't raise his head bald, and responded, "It's okay to be abstract, as long as you draw the obvious characteristics of the medicinal herbs, it's easy to recognize."

"You have to be extremely familiar with all the herbs to do that." At the very least, you must be familiar enough to say the name of a medicinal herb at will, and you can tell its physical characteristics and medicinal effects.

Ye Mingluo looked at Xu Xingguang's little head curiously, and said something creepy: "I really want to pry your brain open and see how it grows. It's all one head, why do you know so much?"

Ye Mingluo boasted of being a super medical genius in the first half of his life. Until he met Xu Xingguang, a man who was more than ten years younger than him, but had more wealth than him

A rich man with knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, he realized that in the vast medical world, there are many people who are more powerful than him.

His pride was shattered.

Xu Xingguang was not frightened by Ye Mingluo's cruel words, she said, "You have that ability, just try it and see which of us pries open whose head first."

Ye Mingluo hurriedly waved his hand, "I'm kidding."

But Xu Xingguang was more serious, she opened the canvas bag beside her, took out a manuscript of medicinal materials from it, and handed it to Ye Mingluo. "This is my handwriting, take it and look at it, and I'll check your progress regularly."

Ye Mingluo was stunned.

If he remembered correctly, this was the first time Xu Xingguang had given him the contents of her bag, which meant that Xu Xingguang really recognized him as an apprentice.

Ye Mingluo sighed a little, it's not easy, Master's call for so long, Master, was finally accepted by Master.

Ye Mingluo took the heavy booklet and saw that it read-

"Collection of Medicinal Herbs of the Medicine Farmer Star"

The handwriting is as good as if it were printed on a computer. It doesn't look like a fountain pen, but it doesn't look like a rollerball pen either, but it doesn't look like an ordinary brush. Ye Mingluo asked Xu Xingguang, "What kind of pen is this written in?"

Xu Xingguang said, "Wolf pen."

"It's amazing, I can write such a beautiful handwriting with a wolf pen, and I deserve to be my master." Ye Mingluo opened the notebook and found that there were countless documents and portraits of rare medicinal materials recorded in it.

The portraits of those medicinal materials are much more realistic than the pictures of medicinal materials drawn by artists in the Chinese Medicine Hall.

Each medicinal herb is painted vividly, just like the first medicinal herb Bingying Grass recorded at the beginning, its appearance and characteristics are exactly the same as the real Bingying Grass that Ye Mingluo has seen.

Not only that, but she also recorded in detail the efficacy, side effects, precautions, and cultivation methods of each herb.

Looking at the content of Xu Xingguang's notes, Ye Mingluo really felt that the notebook compiled by Xu Xingguang was not inferior to "The Legend of Ancient Medicine".

"Did you really draw it yourself?" Ye Mingluo felt incredible, and he sighed, "The Ancient Medicine Legends, which are now collected by libraries in various cities, are all reproductions published by the Chinese Medicine Hall. I was fortunate enough to see the authentic works of the Ancient Medicine Biography in the Library of the Chinese Medicine Hall."

Talking about "The Legend of Ancient Medicine", Ye Mingluo couldn't help but feel sorry, he told Xu Xingguang: "The original handwriting of "The Legend of Ancient Medicine" is very old, the paper is mottled and old, and the handwriting on it is blurred. It lies quietly in the treasure hall of the library of the Chinese Medicine Hall, protected by anti-theft glass on all sides, and even so, in a few years, it will probably be lost to history."

"When I went to visit, those old guys didn't allow me to take pictures, but baby."

"The Legend of Ancient Medicine" is a legend in the medical field and a treasure in the history of medicine in the Xia Kingdom, and its existence has established the transcendent status of traditional Chinese medicine in the Xia Kingdom. For such a treasure, Ye Mingluo also loves and respects.

And the book of medicinal materials he was holding in his hand was more detailed and comprehensive than the book "Ancient Medicine Biography".

Ye Mingluo sighed with emotion: "If you let the old guys in the Chinese Medicine Hall see your essay record, I'm afraid I'm going crazy about it."

Looking at Xu Xingguang like a fairy, Ye Mingluo sighed with emotion: "I regret it a little, I shouldn't worship you as a teacher, I should marry you."

Whether it is appearance or ability, Xu Xingguang is very good.

Ye Mingluo is a man, and when he first met Xu Xingguang in Cangshan Town, he also had the most primitive love for her. But he knew very well that it was just a primitive impulse, not a heartbeat.

Therefore, when he saw that Huo Wen'an was moved by Xu Xingguang, Ye Mingluo straightened his position.

Not flirtatious, not cheap, this is Ye Mingluo's attitude towards Xu Xingguang.

Xu Xingguang slapped Ye Mingluo's head away, "Get out, you look ugly, I don't like it."

Ye Mingluo smiled obscenely, he plucked a beard from his beard, handed it to Xu Xingguang, and said solemnly: "Master treats the apprentice as kind as a mountain, and the apprentice has nothing to repay, so he gives the master the divine beard that the apprentice has incarnated. In the future, if the Master has any request, he can just take out this root

Divine beard, sword mountain and sea of fire, in vain will never give up!"

Xu Xingguang threw away the beard in disgust, "Hurry up, don't get in the way of my eyes."

Ye Mingluo stood up with the essay record in his hand, ready to leave, thinking of something, he stopped and asked Xu Xingguang, "Master, do you plan to donate this essay record to the Chinese Medicine Hall?"

Xu Xingguang finally put down his phone.

She looked at Ye Mingluo with a smile, obviously a young and beautiful cheek, but when she looked at Ye Mingluo's eyes, she had a kind of old-timer comfort and love for outstanding posteriors.

"You guessed it right." Xu Xingguang told Ye Mingluo: "I have been playing this little game for the past two days, and I found that the only remaining popular science and medical book on medicinal materials in my country is actually only one copy of "The Legend of Ancient Medicine", which is actually a serious fault."

"Healer, healer, healer, healer, healer. This collection of herbs has long been engraved in my mind, and if I continue to hold it in my hand, I will lose its value."

Ye Mingluo heard Xu Xingguang's answer, and looked at Xu Xingguang's eyes with even more respect. "Master is younger than me, but Master's pattern is much higher than mine, and if it were me, I would not be able to reach Master's realm."

He's a layman.

Maybe he will be willing to give his heart and soul to contribute to all mankind, but he will not be free, he will offer a price that satisfies both of them.

"I don't ask you to be like me." Xu Xingguang has lived too many lives, she still loves money and is afraid of death, but there are some things that she sees relatively lightly. "As for you, you just need to study medicine well, meet someone who can be saved, and do your best to save it."

"Remember." Xu Xingguang stared at Ye Mingluo's generous hands that could hold life and death, and she said, "The knife can kill and save people, but the knife in the hand of the doctor can only save people."

Ye Mingluo's expression was awe-inspiring, and he nodded seriously, and he said, "Master, you can rest assured, although I, Ye Mingluo, am a layman, I still have at least a moral heart."

"Hmm."

Ye Mingluo held the book in his hand and left as if he had found a treasure.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, a hoarse male voice sounded in the ward: "Yao Nongxing, is that your former name?"

Xu Xingguang was slightly stunned.

As soon as she looked up, she saw the man on the bed, who opened his eyes at some point.

Obviously, Huo Wen'an also heard what she had just taught Ye Mingluo. "If you're awake, you can't die." Xu Xingguang got up and walked to the side of the bed, nodded Huo Wen'an's lips, and said, "Congratulations on your new life."

Huo Wenan was silent, looking at Xu Xingguang with an unbelievable gaze.

Although he was sick, he was conscious the whole time, and he remembered the black steel monster he had fought against.

Although steel mecha has appeared in countless movies and science and technology exhibitions, with current technology, there is no mecha that is smart enough to appear out of thin air, hide at any time, and be controlled by people to fight.

Xu Xingguang's battle mecha obviously has a special background.

Even Xu Xingguang is full of doubts.

The lover is not suspicious of being right, but when the lover took the initiative to show him his doubts, Huo Wenan really couldn't pretend to be confused.

Staring at Xu Xingguang's too-young cheeks, Huo Wen'an boldly speculated the truth: "Starlight, should you be taken away by someone from another world?"

Xu Xingguang used to be a vegetative person, and taking away was the most ridiculous and most likely answer Huo Wen'an could think of.

Without waiting for Xu Xingguang to reply, Huo Wenan said again, "In this world, are there really other advanced civilizations other than human beings?" He suspected that the battle mecha was from another advanced civilization.

"Starlight, you're in another world, called Yaonongxing?"

Huo Wen'an had too many questions in his heart.

Xu Xingguang covered Huo Wen'an's chattering lips and warned him: "Your voice is ugly, your vocal cords are torn, and you are forced to speak, be careful and completely dumb."

Huo Wen'an was silent, but his two eyes were still staring at Xu Xingguang without blinking.

He's ready to break the casserole today.

Since Xu Xingguang took the initiative to expose the existence of the eagle sparrow to Huo Wen'an, he had no intention of hiding it anymore. "What do you think I am? The Reborn? Taken away? Or are they the experimenters of the higher civilizations left in your world?"

Huo Wen'an really blinked his eyes slightly, representing that Xu Xingguang had guessed all his thoughts.

Xu Xingguang thought it was funny, she shook her head and told Huo Wen'an, "It's neither."

Huo Wen'an frowned.

Xu Xingguang bypassed the end of the bed, came to the other side of the bed, and lay down on Huo Wen'an's right hand.

The two of them were leaning their heads against each other, close enough to hear each other's breathing rates.

Xu Xingguang first asked Huo Wenan a question, "Do you believe that souls are real?"

Huo Wen'an's pupils dilated slightly, and he didn't nod or shake his head.

To be honest, he doesn't believe in such nonsense.

But since Xu Xingguang mentioned it, it is obvious that this thing is real.

Huo Wen'an kept quiet, and Xu Xingguang's eloquent voice came from his ears: "I am Xu Xingguang, but not the 22-year-old Xu Xingguang, but Xu Xingguang, whose soul is constantly reincarnated in other worlds and has lived for several lifetimes."

"As a soul piercing, I didn't get any of the golden fingers that a fantasy protagonist deserves. Every life, I have to start from zero."

"I was originally an ordinary little girl who was not good at cooking, did not know much about pharmacy, and played the piano very well. I have very few strengths other than this face, and the writing skills that my mother nurtured me since I was a child."

"But in the process of reincarnation, in order not to be the mud under other people's feet, I can only climb up with all my might. The me you see now is the me that has been tempered by ten lifetimes."

Huo Wen'an was shocked and distressed when he heard this.

He couldn't imagine how panicked 17-year-old Xu Xingguang would be when she opened her eyes after being injured and fell into a coma and found out that she had become a newborn baby in another world.

He couldn't even imagine how many sins Xu Xingguang had suffered and how much suffering he had suffered in the process of reincarnation.

It's no wonder that at such a young age, she can show such an extraordinary talent.

That's because she has been beaten by fate thousands of times.

"After being mocked by fate, I finally returned to my own world, but what I had to face was another Shura field."

Laughing at himself, Xu Xingguang sighed sadly: "My grandfather is patriarchal, my father is unkind, my boyfriend is unkind and unjust, and the only mother who treats me sincerely is forced to death by Xu Zeqing and Jiang Heng. Say, 'How can I be willing?'"

Huo Wenan silently held Xu Xingguang's hand, trying to give her a little strength.

Xu Xingguang clasped Huo Wen'an's fingers, "Huo Wen'an, I will share my biggest secret with you, can it be regarded as exchanging sincerity for your sincerity?"

Huo Wen'an turned over with great effort, gently hugged Xu Xingguang's shoulder, and muttered, "Of course."

"You ask me if there is a higher civilization, and I tell you, it is." Xu Xingguang said to Huo Wen'an, "The world is really too vast, I have been to the old world civilization where the civilization is more backward than the Xia Kingdom, and I have also been to the interstellar era where technology is advanced, and I have also been to the Xiuzhen era where the strong are respected."

"The more I look, the more I realize how small I am." Xu Xingguang stared sideways at Huo Wen'an's skinny cheeks, and she murmured, "Huo Wen'an, the world is a book, and we have never read through this book. We've only just turned the first page, and we haven't even finished reading it."

Hearing this, Huo Wen'an thought of a sentence-

We are but a drop in the ocean in the vast universe.

*

Jiang Heng rested in the treatment room for a while, and only then did he leave the hospital when his spirit recovered.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital, Jiang Heng saw Ye Mingluo in front of him, who was wearing slippers, holding a thick medical book in one hand and smoking a cigarette in the other.

"Doctor Yip." Jiang Heng hurriedly chased after him.

Ye Mingluo was spitting smoke rings, and the smoke was blown towards Jiang Heng by the breeze.

Jiang Heng took a step back slightly, and then dodged the nicotine smoke

。

Ye Mingluo saw Jiang Heng's face clearly through the smoke. "Yo, isn't this Young Master Jiang Heng?" Ye Mingluo laughed locally, "I haven't seen you for many years, Young Master Jiang Heng's weight loss has achieved initial results."

Jiang Heng gave Xu Xingguang blood back, his resistance and appetite decreased, and his body lost a lot of weight.

Ye Mingluo was mocking him for reaping the consequences of his own evil and deserving of retribution.

Being ridiculed by Ye Mingluo, Jiang Heng's eyes instantly became cloudy.

Jiang Hengpi said with a smile, "Doctor Ye, as a doctor, it is my duty to protect the privacy of patients. Xu Xingguang was able to get the transcript of my visit to you back then, and Dr. Ye contributed a lot."

"Ghost Hand Divine Doctor Ye Mingluo, if you have no medical ethics like this, won't you be laughed at when you say it?"

Ye Mingluo heard it, and thought that Jiang Heng was farting.

He is still arrogant and presumptuous, "Jokes are jokes. You can take a loudspeaker and spread this to the people of the whole world, so that everyone in the world will know how I, Ye Mingluo, have no medical ethics."

"Let's see, if they dare to see me."

After speaking, Ye Mingluo himself laughed, and he looked at Jiang Heng playfully, his eyes arrogant. "Even if I post their consultation records online for people to enjoy, they will still line up to see me."

"Because I'm the ghost hand divine doctor Ye Mingluo."

's absolute strength gives Ye Mingluo the capital and confidence to be arrogant.

Jiang Heng was not a threat to Ye Mingluo at all.

Jiang Heng was angry, but he also knew that what Ye Mingluo said was true.

"Instead of provoking me here, Young Master Jiang Heng should hurry up and leave the island and flee for his life." Ye Mingluo mouthed Nunu in the hospital behind him, he bit his cigarette, and said vaguely: "The young helm has woken up, if you don't leave, wait until he is discharged from the hospital and start settling old accounts."

"Even if you are the only son of the richest man in Xizhou City, I am afraid that you will not be able to escape his claws."

"Oh, I forgot." Ye Mingluo knocked his head exaggeratedly, and said, "I forgot, our Young Master Jiang Heng is not Mr. Jiang Mantian's biological son, and now you don't even have the title of the son of the richest man in Xizhou City, even if you die on Shenyin Island, the Jiang family will not be held accountable."

"Trying to get you with less helm is as easy as pinching an ant to death."

Hearing this, Jiang Heng's eyes widened, and his eyes could not hide his fear. "Ye Mingluo, what nonsense are you talking about!" How could Ye Mingluo know that he was not Jiang Mantian's biological son?

"Am I talking nonsense?" Ye Mingluo directly opened his mobile phone, opened Weibo, searched for the words "richest man in Xizhou", and countless breaking news popped up. "Look at it yourself, the fact that you are not Jiang Mantian's biological son has long been known to everyone in the Xia Kingdom."

Jiang Heng subconsciously wanted to take away Ye Mingluo's mobile phone, but Ye Mingluo took it back faster.

Quite a playfully glanced at Jiang Heng from head to toe again, and then got on the electric car and walked away in style.

Jiang Heng, who was standing in the scorching sun, felt chills all over his body.

He took out his mobile phone and walked under the shadow of the tree to search for the news of the richest man in Xizhou, and found that there were rumors on the Internet that he was not Jiang Mantian's biological son.

Now, everyone in the world is really watching his jokes!

Especially those fans of Xu Xingguang, they have long had a grudge against Jiang Heng.

After learning that Jiang Heng was not the son of Jiang Mantian, the richest man in Xizhou, but just an adopted son, he ran to his Weibo to mock him as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

What to say –

Snowball fights in the wind, dogs fight in people, Jiang Heng relies on the momentum of Mr. Jiang!

Once he lost power, the dog cried and the wolf howled, and Jiang Heng gnawed on the steamed bun and slept on the bridge!

Jiang Heng: "..."

Xu Xingguang's fans are really as vicious as Xu Xingguang.

Scold.

In Jiang Heng's mind, the old secret that Zheng Lie and Zheng Qin had discussed in the garden before suddenly echoed again. He darkened the screen of his mobile phone and stared at his naturally fierce, non-angry face on the screen.

I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect, he actually feels that he is somewhat similar to Huo Canghai's demeanor.

Jiang Heng turned around and looked at the highest peak of Shenyin Island, that mountain was called Lanyue Mountain. Under the sun, the gorgeous palace built against the mountain is like a white pearl embedded in the top of Lanyue Mountain.

They all said that there was hidden in it, Her Royal Highness the old princess who was at the helm.

He must have loved his Royal Highness the Princess.

I was afraid that she would hear gossip that she shouldn't have heard, so I locked her in that beautiful cage and prevented her from meeting outsiders.

I heard that Her Royal Highness the princess had become insane due to the tragic death of her son. If she knew that her husband, who loved her deeply, had already slept with her maid behind her back and had a child, would she be crazy?

Jiang Heng, who was standing on the square and looking at the palace of Lanyue Mountain, didn't know at all that he had become a scenery in the eyes of others.

Xu Xingguang stood at the window, looking at Jiang Heng expressionlessly.

She turned back to the ward and suddenly said to Huo Wen'an, "I heard that the old helm's wife is insane, and the old helmsman is afraid that she will be stimulated, so he accompanies her to live in the palace on Lanyue Mountain."

Huo Wenan frowned and looked at Xu Xingguang, his eyes seemed to say: What kind of moth are you going to do?

Xu Xingguang smiled mysteriously, and she said, "Brother Drunk, do me a favor."

A drunken brother can kill Huo Wen'an.

"I want to go and see if the old lady at the helm can be cured."

Huo Wen'an picked up his mobile phone and typed, and said to her, "I don't need my help, as long as you say it, the old guy will naturally welcome you."

Xu Xingguang said, "Is there any way to let Jiang Heng enter Lanyue Mountain smoothly?"

Huo Wen'an: ?

Xu Xingguang said, "Bai Xi told me that Rashomon stole three children from Shenyin Island back then, and the third child was born to the maid at the helm. As for who the child's father is, no one knows yet."

Xu Xingguang played with Huo Wen'an's fingers and said with a smile, "I heard that Jiang Heng is the only one among the children who was kidnapped and was not claimed by the chaebol family."

Hearing this, Huo Wen'an guessed Xu Xingguang's plan.

He looked at Xu Xingguang in disbelief, and suddenly tore open the broken voice of the male duck, and commented on her: "You are a good girl."