Wei Yingchen only brought a groom, and not far from the city, Wei Yingchen stopped the carriage and asked Wei Yan to come down and walk with him.

Wei Yan thought that she would be able to arrive soon, but after walking for more than half an hour, Wei Yingchen had no intention of stopping.

"Big brother, is there still a long way to go?"

Wei Yan couldn't help but ask.

She had practiced horseback riding and sword dancing before, and her physical strength was not bad, but she also wanted to know when she would see the divine doctor.

"Soon," Wei Yingchen replied casually, seeing that Wei Yan's forehead had begun to sweat, he asked again, "Have you been happy all these years?" ”

Wei Yan nodded without hesitation: "My father and mother only have one daughter, she loves me very much, thinks of me in everything, and the people of Yizhou are civilized, I have many good friends there, and I am very happy every day." ”

Although Mrs. Wei is more strict with Wei Yan because of sleepwalking, she will consider her feelings most of the time and will not control her too much.

This time in Hanjing, Wei Yan was even more glad that she grew up in Qingzhou and didn't have to abide by so many rules.

Wei Yan's tone was brisk, thinking of her father and mother, with a happy smile on her face.

Wei Yingchen looked at her quietly, and the corners of his lips also rose by two points.

The Wei family's shops are all over Zhaoling, Wei Yingchen has a good understanding of the customs of various places, he mentioned two sentences, Wei Yan opened the conversation box, and told him a lot of Yizhou customs and food.

While chatting happily, Wei Yingchen suddenly said: "Jiang Yunhua went to Qingzhou many years ago, you should have met him, see you again this time, do you think he is very familiar?" ”

Wei Yan was always sleepwalking when she was in Qingzhou, and even when she was sober, she would talk nonsense, and Mrs. Wei looked at her very strictly, and she had no chance to meet outsiders at all.

"I haven't seen Jiang Shizi before, and even if I do, after so many years, I won't have an impression."

"What about me? When you were 100 days old, I came to hug you, do you have any impressions? ”

“……”

Wei Yan was a little speechless, even if she was a genius chosen by heaven, she wouldn't remember what happened when she was 100 days old.

But Wei Yingchen's expression was too serious, and Wei Yan couldn't say it too much, so she could only say with a stiff face: "No, my mother said that I was weak and sick when I was young, I had a few high fevers, my brain was burned, and I can't remember many things when I was a child." ”

I really don't even remember.

Wei Yingchen's eyes flashed slightly, and he said softly: "If you don't remember, forget it, there are still a lot of old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum in the house, go back and let someone stew to replenish your body." ”

Wei Yan's body is now well, and as soon as she wanted to refuse, she heard Wei Yingchen say, "It's here." ”

Following the prestige, an elegant bamboo house appeared in front of you.

It's already midsummer, but it's very cool here, and there is a faint scent of grass in the air, which makes people unconsciously relax.

Isn't there still a lot of farmland in the place they walked through just now, how could a bamboo house suddenly appear here?

Wei Yan felt a little disobedient, but Wei Yingchen had already stepped forward and knocked on the door, and Wei Yan hurriedly put aside her doubts and followed.

knocked on the door three times, the door opened automatically, Wei Yingchen stood at the door, raised her chin at Wei Yan, and motioned for her to go in by herself.

Wei Yan was inexplicably a little nervous, but she still carried her skirt into the room.

The furnishings in the house are simple, somewhat like a Zen temple in the temple.

On the soft couch, a white-haired old woman sat cross-legged, the old woman was dressed in black, her skin was wrinkled like tree bark, her eyes were closed, and her chest was undulating and curvature, as if she was not breathing.

Wei Yan's eyelids jumped, she didn't expect the age of the divine doctor to be so old.

"Miracle Doctor?"

Wei Yan tried to call, but the old woman didn't answer, she still sat quietly, Wei Yan had the courage to probe her snort, and when her fingertips were about to touch the old woman, an old voice sounded: "You're here." ”

As she spoke, the old woman opened her eyes.

She was old, but her eyes were clear, and they were not black, but beautiful blue, like expensive sapphires.

Wei Yan immediately withdrew her hand and explained embarrassedly: "The junior Wei Yan has seen the divine doctor, the junior didn't mean to offend the divine doctor, but just now the junior saw that you didn't seem to be breathing, and he was afraid that something would happen to you, so he dared to try it, and the junior ......"

"It's okay," the old woman smiled, although her face was wrinkled and she couldn't see her expression, but the breath around her body was warm and kind, she spread her hand and said, "Give it to me." ”

Wei Yan obediently put her hand on the old woman's hand.

The old woman's hands were very warm, and the moment the skin touched, Wei Yan's heart trembled uncontrollably, and for no reason she felt that she and this old woman should have met, and there were some origins.

This thought made Wei Yan couldn't help but keep staring at the old woman, but the old woman was so old that she couldn't see her young face at all.

The old woman didn't care about Wei Yan's gaze, grabbed her hand and looked at it, and said, "The girl's body is very good, she should be a long-lived person." ”

This is not like the words of a doctor who diagnoses the pulse, but more like a fortune teller.

But how can ordinary charlatans deceive Wei Yingchen?..

Wei Yan didn't disrespect the old woman, and said with a smile: "Thank you Divine Doctor, in order not to smash your signboard, I will also cherish my body and live well in the future." ”

The old woman didn't continue to diagnose the pulse, took out a bottle from her arms and handed it to Wei Yan: "Take the medicine here, your sleepwalking will be cured, go ahead." ”

The bottle was blackened all over, with no luster at all, and I don't know what it was fired from, it was very mysterious, and people couldn't help but be in awe.

Wei Yan took the bottle, knelt down and thanked him, and then said: "I have a friend who has been stupid for many years, and he was finally cured, but some time ago, for some reason, he committed dementia again, and he lost his memory for a while before he got better, can the doctor also help him take a look?" ”

Even green ginger can't cure sleepwalking, but it doesn't seem to be worth mentioning in front of the old woman, and it is not difficult for her to think about Zhou Jinchao's illness.

"What's his name?"

"Zhou Jinchao."

After Wei Yan finished answering, the old woman pinched her fingers and calculated, I don't know how long it took, the old woman muttered, "It turned out to be him." ”

"Does the Divine Doctor recognize him?"

In order to cure Zhou Jinchao, Meng Shi sought medical treatment everywhere, and it was possible to seek medical treatment in front of the old woman, and Wei Yan was looking forward to it.

The old woman reached out and touched her cheek, and said gently: "He is here for you, as long as you cut your left ring finger and put three drops of blood for him to drink, he will not be sick again in the future, but from then on, you will have to suffer the same pain as him." ”

Zhou Jinchao is no longer demented, they can always be happy together, how can there be pain?

Wei Yan was puzzled, and was about to ask carefully, but her head became dizzy, and her eyelids couldn't open them even more.

Before she lost consciousness, she heard the old woman's compassionate voice: "Now that you have been reborn, look forward, don't be trapped in the past, the past is broken." ”