Wen Zhuo lit the lamp and read the classics last night, and saw that the candles were burned, so he really didn't have the strength to change the candles, so he lay on the desk and fell asleep until dawn.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the pages of the book were torn by my sleeves, and I was quite distressed and smoothed them out. These are extremely precious medical books, and they cannot be destroyed.

However, the handscroll left by his mother about the art of earth ghosts was still kept by Wen Zhuo and had not been opened.

There's always a way, Wen Zhuo thought as he wiped his book.

"Ahem......"

There seems to be someone in the courtyard coughing lightly, who is looking for it early in the morning, it won't be the master of which house, why don't you knock on the door?

Wen Zhuo wiped his hair casually, straightened his sleeves, rubbed his eyes and opened the courtyard door: "It's all said that it's not ...... yet"

"Hey, it's you. ”

Seeing the person coming clearly, Wen Zhuo was stunned, his hand shook, and he was so frightened that he almost closed the door.

I knew that I would have tidied up my clothes and then opened the door......

Yin Xichuan was standing in the messy courtyard, dressed in a blue and white robe, spotless, neatly dressed, and looking at Wen Zhuo with bright and clear eyes:

"Sorry to wake you up. In the winter of Zhongming, it is really cold in the morning. ”

With a dry cough to relieve the embarrassment, Wen Zhuo saw that Yin Xichuan seemed to have returned to his previous gentle and elegant posture, as if it was not him who was angry yesterday.

"You're waiting here early in the morning?"

"Last night, I thought of some ways to treat it, and I wanted to discuss it with you as soon as possible and visit the injured. ”

Hearing Yin Xichuan say this, Wen Zhuo was a little surprised, this person is also very persistent.

"Okay, then you can come in and wait. Wen Zhuo turned sideways: "Wait for me to clean up, and I'll go to Xu's Mansion in a while." ”

Yin Xichuan walked into the house, nodded with a smile, sat on a low stool, picked up the scroll on the side and looked at it.

Wen Zhuo left for a while, and came back with a pottery bowl:

"Ginger tea, you drink, wait for me. He put it down and hurried into the house.

Yin Xichuan held the bowl, with a beautiful curvature at the corner of his mouth, thinking that Wen Zhuo this person is not good at reading people's hearts.

Otherwise, how did he know that when he was just frozen in the courtyard, what he thought about most was a bowl of ginger tea.

Then Wen Zhuo and Yin Xichuan came to Xu's Mansion together, Xu's Gongzi was the first to be injured, and his condition was also relatively critical, so he couldn't delay it.

And when I looked into his injuries again today, my heart was already quite weak.

Wen Zhuo put down the wooden box, first took out the elixir made from yesterday's Qi Condensation Formula, and carefully took it with spiritual power.

Maybe it was because of the lack of replenishment, Xu Gongzi suddenly had a fever all over his body, sweating profusely, his lips were pale, and he was trembling.

"Not good, dangerous!"

Before Wen Zhuo could move, Yin Xichuan took the lead and used spiritual power to protect Xu Gongzi's broken heart.

People who don't have a primordial god can't maintain the flow of spiritual power around their bodies, and Yin Xichuan can only maintain it with a steady stream of spiritual power.

At this time, the art of the earth ghost was still devouring Yin Xichuan's spiritual power, and he anxiously instructed:

"Quick, bamboo dew two dollars, mixed with poplar pollen, after taking it, rub your body with cold water until it cools down. ”

"Oh...... Oh!"

Wen Zhuo responded, skillfully dispensed the medicine from the medicine box, and after taking it, he ran to the well to fetch water.

The well water in winter was cold and biting, Wen Zhuo took the cloth and wiped it for Xu Gongzi over and over again, and his lips were frozen white.

After a while, Yin Xichuan felt the effect of the medicine spread in Xu Gongzi's body, and then he calmed down.

At this time, Xu Gongzi was already breathing evenly, and it seemed that the medicine was working.

Yin Xichuan felt the strangeness of the injured person.

This time, he used his spiritual power to constantly swim through the meridians around the injured person, only to realize that what Wen Zhuo said might be right, the damage left by the Earth Ghost Technique was extremely great, and the effect of the Qi Condensing Pill alone was enough to break through the fragile heart veins.

Seeing Yin Xichuan's serious appearance, Wen Zhuo knew that he felt the influence of the power of the earth ghost.

Wen Zhuo wiped his hands and said, "Look, what I'm talking about." ”

Yin Xichuan didn't speak, stood up and sorted out his things:

"There are also the two sons of the Wang family and the Shan family. I need to give them this medicine today. ”

Wen Zhuo knew that he had to fight like this again twice today, but Yin Xichuan's body ......

Wen Zhuo said worriedly: "It's such a drain of spiritual power, I'll come in a while." ”

Yin Xichuan waved his hand and smiled gently:

"Good intentions, but you don't have to worry, before I left, the pavilion master specially sent a few spiritual power pills, and it will not be a problem to survive these two people. Just ......"

His expression darkened:

"This is not a radical cure after all, in this way, even if you and I exhaust our spiritual power and disperse our cultivation, we will not be able to save people's lives. ”

The two of them were busy for a day, and when they came out of the single house, it was already the beginning of the month.

Just now, when Yin Xichuan finally rescued the little son of the single family, he also lost consciousness for a while, and he was so frightened that he almost jumped up and called someone.

Wen Zhuo muttered in his heart, Yin Xichuan is really this person, after waking up, he still had a smile on his face as if he was nothing, and he went to check on the injured as soon as possible.

In the end, fortunately, the little boy was fine, and both sides were able to save the day.

Walking on the way back to Yaowang Temple, Wen Zhuo was so angry that he jumped to scold Yin Xichuan for being reckless:

"No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't withstand such a toss! Even if it's a panacea, it can't take effect right away...... Huh?"

Wen Zhuo said as he spoke, with a blue and white robe on his shoulders.

He looked at Yin Xichuan, and Yin Xichuan smiled awkwardly: "You go on, it's cool at night." ”

Wen Zhuo jumped up again: "It's you who are dizzy, it's not me, you wear it back for me!"

When they finally returned to Yaowang Temple, both of them were exhausted, slumped on the couch, and had no strength to speak for a while.

Yin Xichuan just thought of a way to improve the recipe, and said: "By the way, Wen Zhuo, you ......."

He turned his head to find Wen Zhuo's eyes closed, sweat from his delicate eyebrows like rain, curled up on the couch and leaning on the armrests, his hands tightly clutching the sleeves of his elbows.

"Wen Zhuo, what's wrong with you?" Yin Xichuan hurriedly approached and asked him.

"Stomach hurts......" Wen Zhuo's voice was inaudible.

Yin Xichuan leaned over, stretched out his hand and touched Wen Zhuo's forehead, and probed slightly: "Qi and blood are so weak, you are ......"

"Anemia!" Wen Zhuo opened his hand and replied angrily, his face awkward.

Yin Xichuan withdrew his hand, thinking that the two of them had been busy all day, and they hadn't even eaten, and Wen Zhuo stayed up all night last night, so it was strange that they didn't get sick.

"There doesn't seem to be anything else wrong with the body, maybe I'm hungry, and it's cold today, I'll go get something to eat, you can rest first." ”

Yin Xichuan returned to the couch with a bowl of porridge, Wen Zhuo had already taken a pill by himself and fell asleep.

Quietly putting the porridge away, Yin Xichuan sat down at the other end of the couch, looking through today's notes, intending to revise the prescription for condensing qi.

After a while, Wen Zhuo seemed to have dreamed of something: "Where are ......?"

Yin Xichuan thought that Wen Zhuo had woken up, and turned around and was about to ask him how he felt, but he grabbed his sleeve.

Seeing the tears on Wen Zhuo's face, he dreamed intermittently:

"Mother...... But I don't want to be like my father...... I want to save people, not kill them...... Can't kill ......"

Father?

Yin Xichuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

Let's not talk about it, how Wen Zhuo looks like a little girl. So he let him pull his sleeves, and after a while, he fell asleep......