Compared with the doctors who really opened the court to consult and hung the pot to help the world, Su Huaijing actually has very few people who have taken the pulse.

The first "patient" was the father, the first person to test the medicine was the prince's brother, and the first person to test the needle was the third brother.

In addition to his relatives, Su Huaijing's pulse is only the palace maid and eunuch in his own palace, who followed him all the way, and after teaching Bixin medical skills, even Liuyun will not bother Su Huaijing again.

The third brother occasionally sneaked out of the palace and came back from a hangover, afraid that his father would fall asleep when he was taking the exam to teach his homework, and he would sneak into his bedroom early in the morning with a sugar gourd, wake up his younger brother, who was only six or seven years old, and let him prick himself with a few L needles.

Su Huaijing has never felt how difficult it is to cure diseases and save people since he was a child.

So even after the Li Mansion in Songjing Lane probed Rong Tang's pulse, he only froze slightly.

At the time, I didn't want to save it, but then I thought it would always be cured.

But when the light of the sunset in the afternoon was scattered, the rainstorm that covered the sky and the sun in Suzhou City dissipated, and all the vitality that had been buried in the soil was revived.

He was very happy at first, because Tang Tang subconsciously took the initiative, but when he was completely awake from the sleepiness accumulated for many days, he saw Rong Tang's lips that were still unconsciously biting in his sleep, and hesitantly reached out to his wrist.

The melody of the pulse beating in the fingertips is very clear, clearly telling Su Huaijing what kind of pain the owner of this pulse is enduring it.

Birds are crying outside the house, summer insects are drilling out of the ground again, a team of officers and soldiers on the streets of Suzhou City are inspecting, the collapsed houses are about to be repaired, the people on the Zhuangzi take rice grain to set up porridge shops everywhere, and the rich smell of rice once again swept this land of fish and rice.

But Su Huaijing was suddenly confused.

He didn't have any desire to save the world, his purpose was only revenge, and later because of Rong Tang's appearance, he had to stay with Tang Tang for a long time.

If he adds something else, he will be too burdened and overworked, and he can't afford it.

But Rong Tang wanted to save the world, so Su Huaijing helped him.

Originally, he only thought that he was going to help Rong Tang, but he really saw the drawings sent by Zhou Zihai and them, heard them talk about the residents of the villages and towns along the road, and lived in Suzhou City during the seven-day rainstorm, and listened to the crying of the people in the city, Su Huaijing felt that it was not bad to be saved.

Even though the whole world misunderstood, his father was indeed diligent and loved the people, his eldest brother died to defend against foreign enemies, and his third brother died to quell civil strife.

Even the four most delicate and lovely princesses in the whole palace jumped off the city wall just because they saw that this absurd rebellion was really ironic.

How could there be such a coincidence?

The northern border has just been in turmoil, and the prince has just led the troops to go on the expedition, and there are vassal kings in the south?

He's a good uncle, in order to put himself on the throne, he colluded with foreign countries to disturb the people on the border. I didn't think that the people's hearts were not enough to swallow the elephant, in case something went wrong with any of the rings, Da Yu was afraid that he would not give it all to others, and which round would he sit on the golden throne and enjoy the popularity of his subjects every day?

From Su Huaijing's point of view, his whole family is a hero, so he follows the officials brought by Sheng Chengming day by day

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When I was thinking about whether there was a better way to solve the problem of the disaster,

He was immersed unconsciously.

The moment the rain stopped, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, the pen was still in his hand, his spirit relaxed, and he fell asleep directly.

Before he fainted, he was even thinking that his parents, brothers and sisters might be happy, and Tang Tang might be happy.

Since he was eight years old, he has finally done a good deed, and he is a little happy.

When he woke up from Rong Tang's bed and took his pulse, Su Huaijing fell into a deeper confusion.

He's a healer, how could he not see it?

How could he not see that Rong Tang endured the pain in his body every day and went to the study to remind them to eat? How could he not hear the trills in Rong Tang's throat when he reminded them where they could be more refined?

He wanted to save the world because of Rong Tang, but in the end his little bodhisattva fell ill.

Su Huaijing was a little confused.

But what if he has even probed Rong Tang's pulse once these days?

How did it get to this point?

He almost ran out of the room in despair, and immediately went to find medicinal herbs to fry a bowl of soup for Rong Tang to condition his body.

But he grabbed the medicine, but the herbs slipped down from his fingers.

Su Huaijing was stunned, looked down, and found that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

He finally recognized a fact that he didn't want to recognize and didn't want to admit.

He seems to ...... There is no way to stay with Tang Tang.

He is the most powerful little doctor in the mouth of the queen mother, but he can't seem to save Rong Tang.

When they first met, Rong Tang said that he could only live for three to four years, and Su Huaijing thought that after three or four years, he would be able to search for famous doctors and precious medicinal materials all over the world to continue to treat Rong Tang.

But this is not the case, there is no patient who is so painful that his whole body trembles and his face does not change.

There is not a single patient who does not sleep well at night, but still smiles and groans.

None of the patients ...... After his careful conditioning, his condition did not decrease but became serious.

Su Huaijing didn't even dare to think about how long Rong Tang would live, he was afraid that if he thought about it, he would find that three to four years was a luxury.

Now that the smoke was curling outside the courtyard, and the star curtain was slowly closed, he looked at Rong Tang through the white mist rising from the medicine stove, and stopped him from approaching for the first time.

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bsp; This is not even like fainting from Songyuan and waking up, Su Huaijing feels distressed, but also angry.

This time he couldn't even get angry, and if he really wanted to think about it, he only felt panic and unspeakable regret.

The people of this world ...... What does it have to do with him? Yu Rongtang, what does it matter?

Su Huaijing fell into a little stunned contemplation, and didn't notice that Rong Tang stood in place for a moment and moved again.

He bypassed the medicine stove and smoke, walked to Su Huaijing, lowered his head and looked at his nominal wife quietly, his voice was extremely soft, without the slightest fear of being discovered, and the person who endured the pain took the initiative to ask him, as if to reassure: "Has the doctor been here?" ”

Su Huaijing was slightly stunned and raised his head to look at him.

Rong Tang squatted down, raised his head slightly, and reached out to grab Su Huaijing's hand resting on his knee: "What did the doctor say?" ”

"......" said that your life is short.

"Didn't say I'm going to die now, did you?"

"......" will live for three years at most.

"Didn't you?" Rong Tang bent his eyes,

Crooked his head and smiled at Su Huaijing,

The hand that held his fingertips used force, pinching it as if it were a child, and coaxed in a soft voice: "If not, why are you so worried?" ”

Su Huaijing was silent, lowered his head to look at him, and saw the marks on Rong Tang's lips that he had bitten out unconsciously in his sleep.

There was only one candle lit in the kitchen, most of the fire in the medicine stove was obscured, and there was no one else, and the outer courtyard was dim, and the figures of the two of them sitting and squatting, clasping hands, were reflected on the wall by the candlelight, so close that they were inseparable, and gently swayed with the wind coming and going.

Rong Tang's voice was scattered in the sound of the firewood beeping: "Huaijing, I'm actually very happy." ”

“…… Why? Su Huaijing finally asked.

Rong Tang smiled and laughed: "You have done a great good deed." ”

Su Huaijing: "......"

There was another slight noise in the cauldron, and he looked away, stooped down and took the pot away from the pot, took a bowl from the cupboard, and slowly poured the potion into it.

The already strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine diverged in an instant, and before it was imported, it was so bitter that Rong Tang's nose and eyebrows wrinkled together, and he hated it when he smelled it, and he felt bitter on his body.

But he was worried about Su Huaijing's emotions, so he still followed step by step, and asked in a whisper behind him, "Huaijing, are you angry?" ”

The smoke smokes upwards, and the smell of medicine permeates the air, which matches and contradicts the aroma of plants and trees after a rainstorm.

Su Huaijing didn't answer, and it took a long time before he said dumbly: "No." ”

Rong Tang neither believed nor assured, leaned over and looked up, and was about to speak, when the whole person was stunned on the spot.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp is the most thrilling, these three lives combined, and the deepest memory of meeting Su Huaijing is always those l.

Look at the side face of a peony at sunset in Songyuan.

The gilded upstairs leaned on the railing to watch the lanterns, glanced at him lightly, and asked him with a smile if he wanted to drink a pot of sass.

In the Fengyue Tower, the young man was alone, trapped by a narrow chain, and looked at it resolutely and self-abandoningly.

Twilight, river lanterns, candle flames......

His villain can always transfer all the shining light sources to himself, so that people forget to look at the lights when they see him, and think of the bright moon in the sky when they see him.

And now in such a crowded and dimly lit kitchen, Rong Tang saw Su Huaijing crying.

He didn't tear his heart out, he didn't cry bitterly, he didn't even count the pear blossoms with rain, he didn't even have any expression on his face, he just stood there quietly, hung his head, let the smoke of the medicinal soup smoke up, and then pearl-like tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes one by one, sliding out a tear stain.

Rong Tang's heart trembled suddenly, panicked, helplessly looking for a handkerchief, but found nothing, in a panic, he could only raise his sleeve to wipe his tears for him, and his heart hurt like being beaten with a small hammer.

No one had ever seen Su Huaijing cry, he hadn't cried since he was eight years old, and those who had seen him cry were all buried in the dust with the war.

He is cold-hearted, cruel and vicious, and the lives of tens of millions of living beings in the world are all chess pieces that can be swallowed and discarded at will in a game of chess.

Who has ever seen him cry?

Rong Tang was so panicked that he didn't feel any bone pain for a while, all the pain gushed out from his heart, and he apologized without thinking: "I was wrong, I will never be like this again, I will definitely tell you that the pain will be in the future, I can't bear it anymore......"

He was anxious and panicked, and made promises without hesitation, but in the end he really had no choice but to whisper: "Don't cry, okay?" ”

He only wanted to protect Huaijing in this life, but in the end, the person who made him cry turned out to be Rong Tang himself.

He felt so guilty that he couldn't help it, the soup on the stove had just cooled a little, Rong Tang reached out and touched the wall of the bowl, he didn't feel too hot, and he took it and drank it without thinking, wanting Su Huaijing to be less sad.

But in the end, it was still hot, bitter and hot, and Rong Tang couldn't stop sticking out his tongue after swallowing it hard.

The pale bite marks on the lower lip were finally brought ruddy by the heat source, and the tip of the small and pink tongue tested the lip flap little by little, Rong Tang kept sighing, fanning the wind with his hands, in a vain attempt to relieve the pain that was about to tingle.

"Tang Tang." Su Huaijing suddenly called him softly, and his voice became more and more hoarse and low.

Rong Tang raised his head: "Huh? ”

It was suddenly dark in front of him, and in a dim environment, the firewood in the medicine stove was still crackling, exploding little by little sparks, Su Huaijing lowered his head, kissed his lips, and swept away all the remaining bitterness and heat between his lips and teeth.

The breeze outside the house shook the leaves, and the tears in the house fell to Rong Tang's cheeks, splashing a splash!