Xuan'e, are you there? Meng knocked on the door.

The door opened gently, and Xuan'e looked at Meng Yan lightly.

Waited a long time, right? I'll come and help you heat up the water so you can take a shower. Meng Yan didn't notice that Xuan'e's clothes had already dried, and secretly wondered in his heart: Is it my delusion? Her expression didn't seem to be as cold as before.

Xuan'e stepped aside, Meng entered the room, came to the screen, and began to use spells to adjust the water temperature.

Don't you hate me? Xuan'e suddenly spoke, quietly looking at Meng Yan who was behind.

Meng turned back in shock, and then reacted and said: No, why do I hate you?

Didn't you try to leave me behind today? Why are you coming back to me now? Hyun E continued to ask.

Meng shook his head and said, "Did you hear that?" ... Yes, I really didn't want you to follow us, so I was going to leave you behind today... But I can't bear to leave a girl alone in the rain of the wilderness. I can't do this kind of thing.

Girl... Xuan'e chewed Meng Yan's words, and a smile actually appeared on her face, which had been expressionless before, but unfortunately Meng Yan didn't look back at this time and couldn't see it.

Hey, don't mention it, I'm still wondering, how the hell did you catch up with us? Meng Yan tested the temperature of the water, nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and asked.

Xuan'e looked at Meng Yan quietly, just continued to look like that, and did not answer his question.

Okay, okay, don't ask, don't look at me like that. Meng Yan was defeated by her insistent eyes, waved his hand and said: The water is already hot, you can take a bath... Belch...

Meng Yan's eyes widened, Xuan'e actually unbuttoned his clothes so naturally in front of him, hung them on the screen casually, and showed her snow-white arms without care.

Seeing that Xuan'e seemed to want to take off her underwear, Meng Yan hurriedly said: Don't wash it for too long, it's not good if the water is cold. He slipped out of the room in a hurry, closing the door in his hesitation.

She should use spells too... Meng thought back. Although Xuan'e didn't say it explicitly, the only way to catch up with them was through spells. So what exactly is her origin? Why don't you seem to understand the world at all? She looks like she's stripped naked in front of me and doesn't care... Could it be a savage like Yun Tianhe?

The rain is still falling, and today's travel plans have come to naught. Meng Yan returned to the room and saw that Xuan'e had already listened to his words and went to bed for a nap.

He gently closed the window and walked out.

Although it was raining, Meng Yan didn't care. He walked in the rain, letting it wet his hair and run down his cheeks.

Hopefully tomorrow the rain will stop... Meng Yan whispered to himself, thinking: Timid face flower, cowardly face flower... Although it may not have much effect, it is better to go to the doctor's clinic and ask.

Timid flowers? What is this? The doctor on the other side frowned and asked questioningly: I have studied medicine for many years, and I have never heard of this name, Childe, where did you learn about it?

Is it really useless? Meng Ying's heart sank, and he had been mentally prepared, but he was still disappointed.

Doctor Song, Doctor Song... Please save my son! An anxious voice came, and Meng turned his head to see that an old woman had already shouted out outside the door.

Several people were busy in the rain, carrying a middle-aged man into the hospital and placing him on a chair.

Thank you all for your help, thank you neighbors, you guys go back first, we still have business. The old woman saluted everyone, then turned to the doctor in front of her, and said expectantly: "Doctor Song, come and see my son, he is getting worse and worse these days, and he fainted at home this morning... I only have such a son...

Doctor Song stepped forward to take the man's pulse. The old woman looked anxiously, her heart full of worry.

After a while, Dr. Song's face was solemn, he let go of his hand, and said with a wry smile: Auntie, was your son weak when he was a child, and his physique was not very good?

No, my son was very strong when he was a child, and he hardly had any illnesses! When the old woman saw that the doctor's expression was wrong, she already had a bad premonition in her heart.

It's so strange, how can you suddenly become weak and sickly, and your sperm and blood are insufficient... Doctor Song shook his head and sighed, Auntie, I'm sorry, I can't do anything, you'd better prepare for the future...

Yes! The old woman sat down on the ground as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt from the sky, how could this be? How so... I only have one son...

She suddenly grabbed Dr. Song's shirt frantically, and cried bitterly: Doctor, there must be a way, right? Please, save my child, please...

Doctor Song shook his head helplessly, trying to get rid of it, he said: Auntie, you don't want to be like this. Although the situation seems to be bad, if there is a way, I will definitely try my best to do it... Speaking of solutions, I have another idea...

What's the solution? Doctor, please tell me quickly. The old woman asked eagerly.

There is a miracle doctor surnamed Wen outside Binhua City, who is said to have extraordinary medical skills and can cure all kinds of incurable diseases, and it is effective... Dr. Song said respectfully, his medical skills are so skillful, he may be able to save your son's life...

Ay! Speaking of the divine doctor, Meng Yan, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and listened intently.

Auntie, you can take your son to the east, and you will soon be able to reach Chuzhou. Then take a boat down the river from the ferry port in Chuzhou to reach Binhua. There should still be time... Dr. Song gave detailed instructions.

Meng was overjoyed: This time it was really not in vain, I actually heard this shortcut...

However, the old woman's voice was a little choked: useless... I also know the reputation of the miracle doctor, but a few years ago my son was seriously ill, and I used to take him to the miracle doctor, but he stipulated that he would not treat the same person a second time, and he could always recognize the second patient... I...

The old woman's voice grew lower, and tears rained down her eyes.

Alas... Doctor Song sighed, Auntie, I understand your distress, but no matter what, you should try it again, and ask the miracle doctor more... After all, the healer's heart has always been merciful, and he should not die without help...

Someone present agreed, "Yes, a true healer is always merciful."