73 Hot Springs

Without waiting for Lin Yi to speak, Qin Shuihan picked up the cloak next to him, wrapped her, and walked out of the house with him in his arms.

When the maid outside the door saw this scene, she immediately knelt down without raising her head.

I didn't expect my master to show his affection as if no one was around during the day.

Lin Yi looked at the maids who didn't dare to raise their heads on either side, she tugged on Qin Shuihan's clothes tightly, and her little face was red with shame.

"What are you doing... It's daytime..."

Qin Shuihan looked at her with a shy look on her face, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I am the master of this house, I can do whatever I want, do I have to take care of others?

It is natural to pamper your own princess.

He carried Lin Yi around a rockery and came to a courtyard.

The scenery in front of him, Lin Yi seemed to have a trace of impression, he had been poisoned by the medicine before, and it seemed that he had come here.

It's just that she doesn't remember how she got here.

Originally, this place was in the southernmost part of the palace.

But why bring yourself here?

Do you want to throw yourself into the cold spring to bathe?

I am not a person who practices martial arts, and on such a cold day, I will freeze out of typhoid!

Lin Yi hugged Qin Shuihan's neck tightly, plunged into his arms and screamed loudly.

"King Han! I don't want to get fit! I don't want to go to Cold Springs! ”

“……”

Qin Shuihan felt that his neck was about to be strangled by her, and he couldn't help coughing.

"Ahem, don't be nervous, I'll take you somewhere, you must like it."

Lin Yi hurriedly let go, she turned her head to look ahead, not knowing where it was.

The Hanwang Mansion is so big!

Qin Shui sighed, thinking to himself how could she think that he had brought her to the cold spring?

As far as her small body can bear it, besides, he doesn't need her to practice martial arts.

With him here, he will protect her well.

In fact, near the cold spring, there is a small cave, and there is a hot spring in the cave.

At the beginning, Qin Shuihan chose to build a palace here, because he liked these two springs very much.

"Yiyi, this is it."

Lin Yi didn't expect that behind the cold spring, there was a spring with faint steam.

"This is a hot spring?!"

She was amazed, she didn't expect the Han Wangfu to be such a treasure of feng shui.

Qin Shuihan put her down and untied her cloak.

"If you like it, come here to bathe, and I'll ask the maid to bring her clothes."

"King Han, how did you choose this feng shui treasure land?"

Lin Yi immediately took off his shoes and stepped into the hot spring, and tested the water temperature with his feet.

"The ghost doctor told me that this cold spring is ice water from the Tianshan Mountains, and this hot spring was discovered by accident when building a mansion."

Lin Yi took some water in her hands and sniffed it carefully, there was no smell, she tasted it again, and there was no taste.

Qin Shuihan watched her every move quietly, her behavior was always beyond her expectations.

Is this thirsty?

Lin Yi turned around and smiled at her.

She didn't expect that this hot spring had no peculiar smell, it was almost natural hot water, and she finally had a convenient living facility in ancient times.

"The cold spring may be surface water, it must be shallow, but it just flows here and merges into a pool of cold water. And this hot spring happens to be ordinary water heated by geothermal heat, which does not contain any impurities, and does not need to be rinsed again with clean water. ”

Seeing that she said the truth, Qin Shuihan thought for a while.

On second thought, where did she find out?

"How do you know this?"

Lin Yi blinked innocently, looking at Qin Shuihan with a suspicious face, she hesitated in her heart, did she say too much again.

"It's... Isn't it common sense? ”

Qin Shui glanced at her faintly, of course these are not common sense.

Why does she always know something strange?

Lin Yi took off her outer robe, leaving only a dirty garment, she glanced at the hot spring, but unfortunately there was no shelf for clothes.

"Shui Han, you said it would be better to put a hanger here."

Qin Shuihan raised his eyebrows and pointed to the stone plate next to him.

Lin Yi was a little depressed, there was still some distance from the stone pan to the hot spring, did she have to walk around naked?

"Turn your back!"

Before she could get used to being naked in front of him, she blushed again.

“……”

Qin Shuihan turned around honestly, the afterglow swept to her snow-white skin, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster, and before he could taste it, there was an immediate plop in the hot spring.

That's it, since you're so shy, let's make her a hanger.

Lin Yi soaked in the hot spring comfortably, thinking that it would be nice to have some snacks and drinks.

And then there's a big TV!

When she came out of the hot spring, she saw Biyue and Xuanfeng guarding not far away.

Qin Shuihan stepped forward, helped her wipe her hair, and pinched her face, her red face was like a peach blossom, which was very attractive.

It's a pity that I have official business and have to deal with it.

"I won't dine with you, I have some official business, eat more."

Lin Yi nodded obediently, looking at his figure leaving quickly, with a slight regret in his heart.

"Yo-"

Lin Yi snorted violently, she also had to work hard.

Let's start by removing penicillin strains!

Biyue helped her pull her cloak, thinking to herself what "Yo Xi" meant, the princess would always pop up some very strange words.

The two walked slowly towards Jinghan Pavilion, and as soon as they arrived at the courtyard, they saw Cui Xi running over in a hurry.

"Princess, the descendants of the Lin Mansion came to spread the word that General Lin suffered a fire... Sadly passed away..."

Lin Yi frowned, almost forgetting about it.

Lin Weifu is his titular father!

Biyue glanced at Lin Yi quietly, fortunately she didn't see her heartbroken, such a person is not worthy of being the princess's father!

However, Cui Xi on the side saw that Lin Yi was silent, and said cautiously: "Princess... It is said that he will be buried in three days..."

She put a set of coarse linen clothes on Lin Yi's table, stepped aside, and watched her expression with bated breath.

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and responded lightly.

Cui Xi was a little surprised, was this reaction too indifferent?

Although I had served Lin Yi a few times when she was still Miss Lin Er, I felt that she was just a beautiful eldest lady, and there was nothing special about it.

Later, Sister Biyue became her personal guard and maid.

Since then, Tricy and the other maids in the house have also talked to each other when they get together.

Why can the second lady of the Lin Mansion be deeply loved by the prince?

Some say it's because of her medical skills, and some say it's because of her good looks.

Cui Xi thinks it's not, the princess is not like an ordinary boudoir woman.

Lin Yi sighed, she picked up the mourning clothes and spread them out to take a look.

The linen cloth was coarse, there was no seam, the interface was exposed, and there was a big "chop" written on the back.

She frowned, why were the ancient eunuchs' mourning clothes so tattered?

It's just that Lin Yi, a modern person, doesn't know that this kind of mourning dress is called "chopping down", and it is worn by close relatives.

However, fortunately, she is married and does not have to mourn for a long time.

"Trixi, this... How long do you usually wear mourning clothes? ”

"If you go back to the princess, if the princess marries the prince, it stands to reason that she only needs to serve three days of mourning."

Cui Xi was a little surprised, these are all common sense, doesn't the princess understand?

She hesitated for a moment, but added in a low voice: "For three days, you can't eat meat and drink alcohol..."

Lin Yi let out an "oh", fortunately it was only three days.

She sighed as if she were on the verge of amnesty.

"Then we will start mourning tomorrow, and if you have fish and meat for dinner, prepare some for me."

Lin Yi beckoned to Biyue.

"You get ready, I'm going to go out of the house and buy some things."

"Slave and maid, go and prepare the carriage."

Cui Xi glanced at Lin Yi again, and there was really no sadness on her face, was she still in the mood to go shopping at this time?

In her understanding, buying things naturally means buying rouge gouache.

Cui Xi couldn't help but sink in her heart.

Although mourning is only a formality, the princess does not seem to have any sadness at all about her father's death, not only thinking about dinner, but also in the mood to go shopping.

A trace of fear rose in her heart, how could this princess be so hard-hearted, and she couldn't help but worry about her princess.

"Princess."

Biyue saluted.

"The carriage is ready."

"Okay, let's go~"

The two came to the Wangu Medical Hall.

Since being told Zhao Dongsheng's "dissatisfaction" by Qin Shuihan, Lin Yi has always been guilty and afraid to visit.

But since she decided to work hard, she couldn't wait to challenge the antibacterial drugs, so she ran to buy some dandelions, coptis, and honeysuckle.

I thought that I would leave quietly after paying, but I didn't expect Gu Xiaoer to see Lin Yi and immediately go to the inner courtyard to notify the shopkeeper.

"Princess Han, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed."

Zhao Dongsheng bowed respectfully, the medical hall had long known the news of King Han's marriage to Lin Yi, and specially gave a big gift on the eve of the wedding.

"Shopkeeper Zhao... Thanks to you, all is well..."

Lin Yi lowered his head and replied very shyly.

It turns out that getting married can also change a person's personality, Zhao Dongsheng bent the corners of his mouth incredulously.

I didn't expect that Miss Lin Er, who spoke directly and uninhibited before, would become such a little woman after marrying a wife.

How could he have guessed that these were just a small trick from Qin Shuihan, which caused Lin Yi to have a misunderstanding.

Although Lin Yi is bold, he is afraid of causing trouble to others.

"Princess Han, I have a friend below, for some reason, these days suddenly tremors in my hands and feet, and now it is getting more and more serious, and it is very inconvenient to move. Dr. Ma also went to see and treat him, but he didn't know what the disease was. I wonder if the princess can go to the doctor..."

Zhao Dongsheng didn't know if it was appropriate to propose a visit at this time, after all, Lin Yi was no longer a doctor in the medical hall, but that person was one of his medicinal material suppliers and the largest pharmaceutical merchant in the capital, Yin's.

The two sides have cooperated for many years, and they are honest and trust each other.

It's just that he has been tortured so much that he doesn't look like a human form these days, and Zhao Dongsheng really doesn't want to see him depressed.

Since he is Zhao Dongsheng's friend, Lin Yi believes that there will be no fraud.

She touched the medical bag hanging from her waist, thinking that fortunately the size of the bag had been improved in the past two days, making it easy to carry around.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, since this is the case, please lead the way, and we will go."

Such a firm tone made Zhao Dongsheng slightly shocked, and sure enough, it was still the previous Miss Lin Er.

When it comes to medical skills, her eyes always exude a confident and calm glow.

So Zhao Dongsheng took the carriage of the medical hall, and Lin Yi and Biyue followed him in the carriage of the Han Wangfu.

The carriage stopped in front of a large mansion with the words "Yin Yuan" written on it.

It is worthy of being a medicinal herb merchant on the rich side, and the appearance of the whole house is atmospheric, but it is not exaggerated.

Walking into the courtyard, two beautiful postures and strong branches of the welcome pine imprint come into view.

Obviously, the people in the house were very familiar with this shopkeeper, and led them directly into the inner courtyard.

When he came to a room, he pushed open the door and saw a man in the room.

He sat in a chair and looked out the window, looking lonely.

This person is Yin Fengcheng, the head of the Yin clan in the capital.

Hearing the voice of the visitor, he slowly turned his head, and when he saw that it was Zhao Dongsheng, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't expect him to bring a stranger again.

Yin Feng rolled his eyes blankly, what kind of person is such a young and beautiful woman?

"Brother Yin, this is... Dr. Lin, although she is still young, her medical skills are very exquisite, so you can let her diagnose you. ”

For the sake of safety, Zhao Dongsheng did not reveal the identity of Princess Lin Yi.

"Zhao, shopkeeper... There's no need to bother, in the next, I know, this disease, it's not good..."

His voice sounded stiff and inarticulate.

Lin Yi frowned, this man was described as withered and without a little spirit, but no matter what kind of illness it was, such a negative attitude was not a good thing.

Seeing Zhao Dongsheng nodding to himself, Lin Yi walked over and pulled Yin Fengcheng's sleeves, only to see that the man's muscles were shriveled, which was completely inconsistent with his age.

Lin Yi was shocked, but he still checked his pulse first.

"Brother Yin, can you lie down on the bed? I need to look at the condition of your muscles all over your body. ”

Zhao Dongsheng looked at Lin Yi intently, she and Ma Yongzhi's diagnosis methods were completely different.

The subordinates on the side immediately understood and helped Yin Fengcheng to lie on the bed.

Lin Yi carefully looked at Yin Fengcheng's muscle tissue, but he didn't expect it to atrophy to this extent, and almost all of them were exercise-related muscles.

"Brother Yin, you... How long has it been sick? ”

Yin Fengcheng's eyes were dull, and he said slowly in that dry voice: "Near, a month, at first, yes, hands and feet, weakness, later, slowly... I can't walk the road..."

"Is there anyone else in the family who is in this state too?"

Yin Fengcheng's thoughts drifted to the place where he was born, which was a village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

He remembered that there was an old man in the village who was very similar to his current self.

It is said that at first, he gradually became weak, and finally he could only lie on the bed and could not speak.

At that time, he and his other friends secretly jumped into the old man's yard, only to see the old man lying on the bed with dull eyes, but as if he knew everything that was happening around him, he would slowly turn his head to look at their group of children.

I heard the elders say that this old man did all kinds of evil when he was young, and now he has fallen into this fate, and they all say that he deserves it.

But he is an upright person, and his business is even more innocent, why is he having the same fate as that old man?

Yin Fengcheng seemed to be able to see himself in the near future, so he could only lie on the bed and slowly feel the arrival of death.

"There are no people at home, it's just..."

Yin Fengcheng stared at Lin Yi in a daze.

"This, yes, retribution... This is, retribution! Right, no, right? ”

Lin Yi was shocked, it seemed that he knew the outcome of this condition, maybe there were people with the same disease around him.

But no matter what, Lin Yi couldn't heal him.

This is not an ordinary disease, it is caused by a genetic mutation, and even in modern times, there is no hope of cure.

Lin Yi moved his lips, wanting him not to think like this, but he couldn't say anything.

"Brother Yin, why are you so negative again."

Zhao Dongsheng couldn't help but interject, he glanced at Lin Yi, he had never seen Lin Yi's expression.

It seemed that she knew about the condition, but it seemed that there was nothing she could do.

Biyue frowned, it was the first time she saw Lin Yi show this expression.

She glanced at Yin Fengcheng again, this master has no muscles, could it be that his martial arts have been abolished?

Biyue hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "I don't know if the master knows martial arts?" ”

Yin Fengcheng glanced at her, not knowing why.

"Miss Biyue, Brother Yin has never practiced martial arts."

Lin Yi smiled at Biyue, she guessed that she could see the characteristics of this person's muscle atrophy, which was indeed exercise-related muscle atrophy.

It's a pity that this is only the surface of the body, and when the inner muscles atrophy, life comes to an end.

From the doctor's point of view, the patient has the right to know, not to mention that the other party is an adult.

But isn't it too cruel to tell him that there is no way to treat it?

After a moment of fierce psychological struggle, Lin Yi squinted her eyes, pulled down the corners of her mouth, and said sincerely: "Brother Yin... It's not retribution, it's a disease, it's just that I have limited power and can't heal you. But there are still a lot we can do to slow down your... Suffering. ”

Yin Fengcheng and Zhao Dongsheng were both shocked, although there was no way to cure it, but they gave a positive statement in the end.

"Lin, Da, Fu... Ever... See, have, this, sick? ”

Yin Fengcheng showed a hint of shock, isn't this a curse?

"I've seen it!"

Lin Yi's voice was firm, and he did not avoid his eyes.

There is no pity, no regrets, so calm that one has to believe.

Yin Fengcheng seemed to let go of the stone in his heart, maybe it wouldn't be better, but at least someone clearly told him that it wasn't retribution.

He couldn't help but be moved, his eyes moistened.

Lin Yi glanced at him, and immediately lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

People like him certainly don't want to be seen as weak.

Lin Yi walked to the table and wrote a prescription, which could only be mixed with some medicinal materials to increase muscle nutrition, and the rest would be left to God to decide.

Several people walked out of the gate of the Yin Courtyard.

"Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm sorry, I can't save your friend."

Lin Yi drooped his head, listless.

"Princess, you have really seen many doctors, and you are the only one who has given a clear explanation, but you don't know that this disease is so tricky."

Lin Yi nodded lightly.

Zhao Dongsheng stared at the word "Yin Yuan" at the door and sighed.

Yin Fengcheng has an older brother, and the eldest and third sons of the elder brother have been following Yin Fengcheng to learn medicinal herbs.

It is estimated that Yin's future can only be handed over to his brother's children.

"Princess, how much time do you expect my brother Yin to have?"

Lin Yi lowered his eyes, not knowing how to answer.

She hesitated for a moment and said honestly: "Judging from the current situation, the long is a year, and the short is ... months. ”

On the way back, the sky was covered with goose feathers.

No wonder it's not so cold.

Lin Yi stretched out his little hand to catch a few snowflakes.

It's so beautiful, it's snow she's never seen before.

If you look closely, it turns out that the snowflakes are really like flowers.

But at this time, she seemed to be blocked by something in her heart.

Looking forward to the snow scene, how lonely it is at the moment.

Human beings are small after all, and she hates the feeling of powerlessness.

"Princess, have you really seen Yin's illness just now?"

"Yes. This is called ALS. ”

Lin Yi leaned her head against the carriage, recalling a patient she had seen.

It was also a man in his thirties, and he obviously knew the course of the disease himself, but he did not lose his desire to survive, and often went to Professor Yuan to ask about the latest treatments.

Through genetic modification engineering, there may be a glimmer of hope for a cure.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for that moment.

Before he died, he filled out the body donation card, expressing his willingness to contribute his body to human beings for research after his death.

What a powerful psyche that is.

The world has brought him so, and he is willing to give back with love.

"ALS, that's a strange name..."

Biyue's self-talk brought Lin Yi's thoughts back to the present.

It's not a bad name, but it's cruel.

She hummed helplessly, not knowing if there would be progress in that distant modern age.