In the town, with a puff of cooking smoke, a woman squatted in front of the medicine jar, the fan in her hand constantly fanning the fire.

The fan waved quickly with the ashes, and the flames enveloped the entire pot, constantly steaming.

The woman fanned lightly with her left hand, sniffed, turned and took a damp cloth, and carefully lifted the lid of the jar.

"Shuangquan, come and serve the medicine!" the woman shouted in an accented voice.

"Ah, here we go!" Outside the door, the young man's voice came, and the woman took out a spoon and put the decoction into the bowl, and turned around, and the young man was already in front of her.

"Be careful, bring it over, be careful when feeding," the woman advised, and she was really worried about her sixteen-year-old son.

"Got it~" The young man's voice dragged on, took the hot medicine bowl and kept his balance and slowly walked out of the door.

At the door, a strong man was standing in a field not far away pulling a cow, sweat soaked sackcloth, looking up at the rising sun, the strong man picked up a whip and whipped the buffalo's buttocks.

"Moo~" seems to have some effect, the buffalo walked a little faster, but the obviously old body dragged the plough of the field is still a little difficult.

"Uncle Zong, you're bullying the big buffalo again!" said the young man holding the bowl angrily.

The strong man who was summoned to Uncle Zong by the young man turned around, wiped the sweat on his face with the rag on his shoulder, and said with a simple smile: "Why don't you help Uncle Zong pull this plow?"

"Then you better continue to fight it~ I'm not free, I'm busy~" The boy shrugged.

"Are you going to deliver medicine again?" haven't you woken up yet?" Uncle Zong said, and another whip hit the old buffalo.

"Grandpa Huang said that now that his breathing is smooth, he should wake up soon, ah, don't talk about Uncle Zong, I have to hurry over, the medicine will be cold for a while" The young man realized that he still had a task to do, so he hurriedly said hello and left.

"This kid~" The strong man shook his head, concentrating on controlling the plow and whip in his hand.

When the boy came to the center of the town, the morning sun rose, the women were drying their clothes, and the men were busy plowing the fields.

"Wang, Wang!" Not far away, an earthy yellow puppy barked twice at the boy.

"Rhubarb, you want to be beaten again!" said the boy, turning to the puppy, and walked to the door of a thatched house.

Two strong men were standing at the door, and when they saw the young man coming, one of them smiled and said, "Shuangquan, didn't you spill the medicine today?"

Another person also interjected randomly: "Maybe this kid has already run back to serve again, and it has been so long since he came today, and it has been too long." ”

The boy gave them a blank look, pushed open the door and walked in.

The thatched hut was very simple, with only a bed and a wooden table, on which clothes and a few books were neatly stacked, and in the corner, two swords, a long sword and a black heavy sword without a scabbard, stood side by side.

On the bed, there was a man lying with unkempt hair and a beard all over his face, but even so, he could still tell that he was a handsome young man, his eyes were closed at the moment, his breathing was even, and he was motionless.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed, took the medicine and looked at the unconscious person on the bed, and whispered, "When will you wake up?"

The corners of his mouth grinned, and the young man picked up the medicine and picked up the spoon and fed it to the mouth of the person on the bed.

A spoonful into his throat, the young man blew another spoonful, blew it, and said while feeding: "You must be a martial arts master, if you wake up, you must tell me the story of the rivers and lakes." ”

The wind blew quietly through the town, a teenager fed the medicine, a teenager drank the medicine, and so on spoonful after spoonful.

"That's it!" the young man saw that he had finally finished feeding, clapped his hands, wiped the corners of the mouth of the person on the bed with a handkerchief, and then hurriedly turned around and put down the medicine bowl, picked up a book on the table and sat down against the corner of the wall, and looked at it intently, a ray of sunlight was impartial, and it happened to spill into the room through the window.

Footsteps suddenly came from the door, and the young man immediately got up and put away the book, picked up the medicine bowl and was about to leave.

"Squeak~" The wooden door of the thatched house was pushed open, and a white-haired old man and the young man who was about to leave collided with each other, and the medicine bowl in his hand was immediately taken out of his hand, and "bang!" shattered on the ground.

"Ouch~ my old bones, alas. The old man said with a pained face.

"Huang ...... Grandpa Huang ......" The young man hurriedly squatted down, quickly picked up the fragments of the medicine bowl, and did not dare to raise his head.

"You kid, peek at the cheats here again!" the old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's ear and lifted him up directly.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Grandpa Huang, it hurts!" the young man's face twisted, and he howled as his ears were pulled sideways.

"How many times have I told you, don't stay here for too long, and if you don't listen, will you dare to do it in the future?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare! Don't dare anymore!" said the young man who had broken free, and immediately slipped out without saying hello.

"Wang!" the little yellow dog barked twice when he saw the boy come out in a gray manner.

"Rhubarb, even you dare to laugh at Young Master Ben, look at how Young Master Ben cleans you up today!"

The boy yelled and ran away at the dog, scuffling together.

When the two strong men at the door saw this, they burst into laughter again.

As soon as the old man entered the room, he first glanced nervously at the black heavy sword on the side, then walked quickly to the bed, stretched out his fingers to open the eyelids of the person on the bed and looked at it, and then reached into the quilt and took out his right hand, put his fingers on it, and checked the pulse.

At this time, another person came in at the door, a middle-aged man, with a somewhat sturdy physique, and his face was a little similar to the old man.

The old man frowned slightly, and after a while, he put his hand back on the quilt and shook his head.

"Daddy...... How's it going?" the middle-aged man hurriedly asked when he saw that the old man had finally finished taking his pulse.

"Go out and talk about ......" The old man stretched out his right hand and waved, then got up and let the strong man go out.

Out of the thatched house, the old man closed the door, and said to the two people at the door: "In the future, Shuangquan will come to deliver medicine, at most a pillar of incense, if he hasn't come out yet, you two will go in and bring him out."

"Yes!" the two nodded.

"Daddy...... How's it going?" asked the strong man.

"The situation is still like this, the meridians of the body are broken, and I barely hold on with willpower, I don't know when I will wake up, and I don't know if I can wake up, depending on the will of God. After the old man finished speaking, he looked at the blue sky with his hands behind his back.

The strong man was speechless for a while.

A person at the door said, "If he doesn't wake up, let's just keep guarding him?"

"Yes, village chief, it's been two months, and it's not getting better if I keep it like this all day, if this person really can't wake up, we don't have a score, when will it be a head if it goes on like this" The other person should also agree, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"Daddy...... Xiao Lao Er, what they said is not unreasonable, they have been raising this person like this, it takes time and effort, and we can't ask for any benefits, you see......" The middle-aged man saw the two speak, and he was also homeopathic.

"Wait a minute, at least for now, the medicine is already slowly absorbed, and it is possible to wake up at any time, this person is not simple, just that black sword and those few cheats, the old man is also unheard of, unseen, that powerful evil qi, staying in it for a while longer will make the blood churn, but when we found him, he held it in his hand, and this alone may be able to help Xiao Yue's strange illness. The old man sighed, turned to look at the thatched hut with the door closed, and said, "If there is no turnaround in a month, let him resign himself to fate."

"Xiaoyue ......" The middle-aged man heard the old man mention this name, his resolute eyes softened a little, and he turned to the two and nodded.

Then wait another month......

The boy and the little yellow dog were all dusty with each other in the laughter, and before they knew it, it was noon at noon.

The boy was tired, lying on his back on the ground, the sun in late spring was not as vicious as in summer, and the sun of harmony was warm with a hint of warmth.

The boy closed his eyes slightly, and some sentences came to mind.

"Three taels of Mochizuki grass, five taels of white peony, one tael of dried ginger, eight taels of nightshade, five taels of borneol, three taels of Banxia, two coins of Xuanshen, slow frying over low heat, taken in four times, can relieve burns"

"One tael of angelica, two taels of Suzi, put it in after the blood scorpion is burned, supplemented by safflower, earth dragon, ginkgo seed, one tael each, fry it on high heat until golden, cool it and apply it to the wound, and it will heal in seven days."

"One hundred and six coins, one pound of red powder, bamboo yellow ......"

"Death double, if you don't come back at dinner time, I have to find a good meal, you are comfortable, lying here in the sun, I think you don't want to eat today, right?" the woman grabbed the young man's ear, and it was a sharp lift.

"Ouch! Ouch! Pain, pain, pain!" The young man's thoughts were interrupted by intense pain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his mother holding his ears crossed, and the people around him watched him laugh constantly.

"Let you send a medicine, you are so powerful from the hour to the noon, I thought you were picked up by the gods on the road and never came back, I didn't expect it, lying here in the sun!" said the woman, twisting again.

"Ahh

"Let go, I'm going to carry you back like this today, let you kid have a good memory, and go!" the woman scolded angrily, and took the young man's ear and took a step.

"It hurts!" the young man screamed all the way, but it was the woman's soft hand that had not been changed, and the cry for mercy was higher and higher, and disappeared into the town square.

The two of them outside the thatched house, seeing that the young man was so embarrassed, had already laughed from ear to ear, and for a while, they were also completely speechless.

In the thatched hut, on the bed, the fingers moved slightly, and no one noticed.

The town is as usual, and the smoke is blazing.