The black carriage drove like a speed, passed through the East City, forcibly opened the Suzaku City Gate with two waist plates, and ran along the straight official road towards the southern academy.

In the carriage, Ning Que hugged Sang Sang tightly, groping with his right hand in the wall of the carriage, constantly wheezing. His body was excellent, and his breath was even longer after cultivating Haoran Qi, and his breathing was naturally not due to exhaustion or hard work, but to fear—because through the thick bedding, he could also feel Sangsang's body getting colder and colder.

Finally found the small wine jug that he had prepared before, he did not hesitate, unscrewed the lid with trembling fingers, handed it to Sangsang's lips, and a strong aroma of wine permeated the carriage.

Sang Sang closed his eyes tightly, his sparse eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was pale, his slightly gray lips were also tightly pursed, his teeth were clenched, and the liquor that Ning Que poured out of the wine jug had no way to enter her mouth, and it flowed down the corners of her lips, wetting the bedding.

Ning Que looked at the dripping wine, looked at her weak face, her body and mind were occupied by fear, she was a little scared, she lowered her head in pain, and hugged her tighter.

Sang Sang has not been sick for a long time, more precisely, since she left Weicheng and came to Chang'an, she has never been sick again, but today she is so sick that it is more terrible than every illness in Ning Que's memory, so he was very frightened, and made a decision at the first time, instead of carrying her to the hospital, but carrying her to board the carriage and running towards the academy in the south of the city.

There are no doctors in the academy, but there are teachers and brothers in the academy, and Ning Que believes that as long as Sang Sang is still breathing when she arrives at the academy, then she will be fine.

Facts proved that Ning Que's judgment was correct.

He ran into the clouds with Sangsang in his arms, came to the cliff behind the academy, and shouted to the other side of the lake The brothers and sisters who were still asleep suddenly woke up, and they were discharged from the hospital to greet them, and the first to walk in front was the seventh senior sister, who was embroidering a butterfly cat before going to bed, and fell asleep in the middle of the night, at this time there was an embroidery needle in the bun, and the face was still tired and annoyed by being woken up.

When she saw Ning Que's frightened expression and Sang Sang in his arms, she immediately understood what was happening, and the tiredness and anger on her face suddenly turned solemn. She didn't ask Ning Que questions, just looked at Sang Sang's pale face, then took out the embroidery needle from between her buns and stabbed her four times in the neck like lightning.

The needle fell into the wind, Sang Sang hummed lightly, still frowning and did not wake up, but the pale color on his face faded a little, and the original faint black reappeared.

"Senior sister...... How?"

Ning Que looked at the seventh senior sister and asked in a trembling voice, he didn't know that in addition to formation embroidery, senior sister could actually use needles to heal people, but looking at the changes in Sangsang, he suddenly had a lot more expectations.

"The chill is attacking my heart, and there is some danger, so I can only suppress it with a needle first. Senior Sister Seven said.

Ning Que's arrival woke up everyone on the shore of the mountain and lake behind the academy, and the senior brother also appeared in the distance, but his movements were still so slow, as if nothing could make him feel anxious and anxious.

The seventh senior sister looked at the senior brother, she didn't know what to think, her expression became a lot more relaxed, and shouted: "Senior brother, bring the old eleven over from the mountain, but it is faster." ”

The senior brother was stunned, turned around and walked back to the mountain forest behind him.

The seventh senior sister looked at Ning Que's anxious expression, and said comfortingly: "It's not a big problem, you take Sangsang to the grass house first, and the teacher will definitely not have an accident when he is there, just wait for the eleventh to come over." ”

Ning Que didn't understand the meaning of Senior Sister's words, if the teacher was willing to make a move, Sang Sang would naturally not have an accident, but why wait for Senior Brother Eleven?

The morning light gradually came, and the mountain behind the academy fell on the golden grass silk on the eaves of the grass house, and then reflected to the mountains and forests farther away, and the meadow surrounded by flowers and trees was bright.

Ning Que, Chen Pipi and the others stood outside the grass house, waiting for news inside. Since last spring, Sang Sang has often been in and out of the mountains behind the academy, with the good food he cooks and his quiet temperament to get everyone's love and pity, at this time knowing that she is extremely ill, the academy disciples can't help but be very worried, Tang Xiaotang has even been anxious red eyes, but Ning Que is much calmer than before.

Because the teacher had woken up and was in the grass at this time, he believed that even if Sangsang had already stepped into the underworld, the teacher would have the ability to pull her back.

At this time, Wang Zhi walked out of the grass house, Ning Que hurriedly stepped forward, Wang Zhi looked at him and said: "She is congenitally deficient, and the cold has been in her intestines for many years...... I checked her pulse and confirmed that she had suffered a great cold some time ago, and she had recently been overwhelmed with thoughts, which has brought her to this point. ”

Ning Que asked, "It's going to be fine, right?"

Wang Zhi said: "Seventh Senior Sister's golden needle pressure pulse is very timely, I decocted a side medicine for her, it should be able to relieve the cold a little, there is nothing to do with it, but I should pay attention to keeping warm in the future, but I don't dare to suffer any wind cold." ”

Ning Que listened to this, and suddenly relaxed, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak.

Wang Zhi suddenly thought of something, looked at him and asked suspiciously: "Little junior brother, Sangsang's disease was brought from his mother's womb, and he has been sick many times in the past few years, there are no good doctors in Weicheng, and there are a group of quacks in Chang'an City, how did you rely to let her live until now?"

When Sang Sang was young, Ning Que often took her to see a doctor, and the silver taels that she had worked so hard to save were basically spent in the pharmacy, but it was useless, and then occasionally he found a way to let Sang Sang survive to this day, at this time, listening to the senior brother's questioning, he didn't dare to hide anything, and replied honestly: "Later, every time Sang Sang was sick, I always let her drink a big bag of spirits." ”

The second senior brother had been standing silently outside the grass house, without any expression on his face, and at this time, hearing that Ning Que had been using spirits to treat Sangsang all these years, he suddenly frowned, looking extremely displeased.

Wang Zhi pondered for a moment and then nodded and said, "This is indeed a symptomatic method, although the strong wine warming can only temporarily cure the symptoms, but it is much cleaner than those bad medicines." ”

Fortunately, there is such an evaluation, otherwise the second senior brother would definitely not spare Ning Que.

Watching Wang Zhi's figure disappear into the flower trees, Ning Que only today learned that this eleventh senior brother who loves to speak to turned out to be a medical dao saint, thinking of the petal-full idiot he saw when he entered the back mountain at the beginning of the year, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, and said, "Eleventh senior brother...... Is it reliable?"

The seventh senior sister said: "The spirit of the eleventh in this life is above the flowers and plants, where is the Lu Chenjana and other fools who only love their shapes and don't know their souls can be compared, he can know the world's flowers and plants, can argue the use of flowers and plants in the world, and is proficient in the art of herbs, so it is the most reliable for him to see a doctor." ”

Hearing this, Ning Que was finally relieved, but he was not completely reassured, because in his opinion, the most reliable person in the world is, of course, the teacher, and he has to listen to what the teacher has to say.

The grass house is ventilated on all sides, and there are only a few screens, which are resting on the platform horizontally and vertically, and there is a big couch inside, which is the master's residence, and Sangsang is lying there at this time.

Sang Sang woke up for a while, and then fell asleep again under the effect of the medicine, Tang Xiaotang put the medicine bowl aside, wet the towel with boiling water, wrung it until it was semi-wet, and then carefully put it on her still cold forehead, and then took her little hand and whispered something.

Looking at this scene through the screen, Ning Que felt so grateful, and then he looked back at his master and asked worriedly, "Teacher, ......what do you see?" Is there anything going on?"

The master got up much earlier than usual today, so he was in a bad mood, but he thought that Ning Que must be in a worse mood at this time, so he endured it and didn't reprimand him.

He took a bowl of lotus seed porridge and blew on it and said, "What can I do? ”

The seemingly irresponsible words really reassured Ning Que, because since the master said that it was okay, then Sang Sang would definitely be fine...... Does sun basking help?

He walked up to the master, took the bowl of lotus seed porridge, stirred it carefully with a spoon, and asked with unprecedented respect, "Teacher Sangsang's body...... Didn't you say you were okay last time?"

The master said: "She was born with a cold condition, and she has not been seriously treated in her internal organs and bone marrow over the years, I don't know how much cold breath has accumulated, fortunately, I met the opportunity to worship Wei Guangming as a teacher, and I can pick up the heavenly divine light, and naturally I can suppress those cold breaths, as long as the time is longer, the divine light in her body can turn those cold breaths into nothingness, I said to you that day that it was okay, then it was okay, are you questioning me?"

Ning Que confirmed that the lotus seed porridge was cold, handed it over respectfully, and said humbly: "The teacher is slapping me in the face when he says this, and the disciple just doesn't understand what is going on. ”

The master looked at him and said mockingly: "What's the matter, I have to ask yourself, I was originally a sick little girl, but I was taken by you, a ruthless and unrighteous master, to fight with Xiahou...... In order to help you, she shined on the cliff that night, and all the divine light was exhausted in an instant, and the cold breath in her body was suppressed for many days, and she suddenly regained her freedom, so she naturally wanted to find an opportunity to rebel, and I don't know how you bullied her recently, so that this little girl's rare mind was lost, and she was in danger now. ”

Ning Que was silent, thinking that it was all her own fault, but Sangsang's quiet temperament was even a little wooden, something that could make her lose her mind...... Is it engagement?

"Teacher, since it is congenital deficiency and cold, how can you get to the root of the disease?"

The master took a sip of lotus seed porridge, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "As I said before, curing the disease is very simple, bask in the sun more, practice the magic diligently, and when the magic is completed, the little girl's illness will be cured naturally." ”

Ning Que thought that he was about to travel far away, and asked tentatively: "It's a long way to go to Langke Temple, she is weak now, and the disciple ...... Can you not go?"

The master was furious and reprimanded: "Which family are you the son-in-law? Without the service of the little maid, you will not be able to walk? Even if she wants to recuperate, you can go by yourself, and besides, the Buddha also has its own set of skills, and the medical skills of the little monk in the Langke Temple are admired by the teacher, and you can see for yourself." ”

Ning Que said helplessly: "Just go, why do you have such a big temper, teacher?"

The conversation between the master and Ning Que had already made the disciples in the grass house want to laugh, and after listening to Ning Que's last words, people couldn't hold back their laughter after all.

The senior brother didn't smile, he looked at Sangsang on the couch, his face was full of worry and pity.

(To be continued)