Sitting in the carriage, even his fingers showed a feeling of weakness. I closed my eyes, frowned, and was disgusted with myself once more. Ever since I became the servant of the Son of Heaven, I have hated myself more and more times.

I don't want to be a politician, I don't want to be the kind of person Liu Che said. I am a woman, I want to be gentle, romantic, sexy, full of femininity, love others, be loved, cry when I want to cry, laugh when I want to laugh, someone is willing to listen to me when I am sad, and have a strong and warm shoulder for me to rely on when I am tired.

Am I being too greedy?

You can't get what you want, you don't want to get it, and you don't even have the right to say "no".

This kind of life makes me feel miserable.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Fu Yong, who was sitting next to him, suddenly asked, his voice was concerned, this guy rarely took the initiative to care about anyone.

I nodded with my eyes closed.

"What's uncomfortable?" said this time with a little more nervousness.

I raised my hand and pointed to the location of my heart.

"Heart?" Fu Yong's hand reached out.

I knocked it off and said lazily, "It's uncomfortable." ”

Fu Yong was visibly relieved.

In fact, I have always had a question about him, he cares too much about my body, not about Liu Dan as a person, but only about Liu Dan's body. I know that I was poisoned at the same time when I was hit by an arrow last time, and according to Fu Yong, he has controlled the poison, and although it has not been completely removed, it is not in danger of his life. I thought that he was so concerned about my body because of the strange poison in it, and he wanted to experiment with me to find a way to detoxify. But after observing all the way, it seems that this is not the case, every time I ask him tentatively, he always avoids the important and passes by lightly, which makes me even more suspicious, just because I am busy entertaining Liu Che and have no time to pay attention to him.

Everything seems to be tiresome!

There was only one thing I was looking forward to.

Lifted the curtain and said to Wei Qing, who was acting as a coachman, "Please, hurry up, okay?"

Wei Qing said: "Can you hold it physically?"

It turned out that he had just been injured and drove the cart as slow as an ox cart.

I nodded and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu's medicine is very miraculous, and it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

In fact, I was very touched in my heart, how unfortunate I am, and how fortunate I am to be able to meet good friends who are generally sincere disciples.

The carriage ran lightly and quickly.

Chen Zhang's mansion was strangely quiet, and the slaves of the Yahuan family all had solemn faces, and they couldn't even hear the sound of footsteps when they walked, and my heart sank.

grabbed the front of Wei Qing Fuyong, flew to Xiao Huo's courtyard, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he smelled a smell of medicine from a distance.

Gently pushing open the bedroom door, the nasty ripe waves came to the face, and there were four braziers in the room, and a maid ring was giving birth to a fifth pot. Behind the heavy curtains, Wei Shao'er sat on the edge of the bed, and another girl stood aside with a medicine bowl in her hand, with tears in her eyes.

What's going on?

I rushed to the side of the bed with a vague step, only to see Xiao Huo's small face almost shapeless, pale and pale, and his eyes were closed and lying motionless on the bed, as if he had no breath.

He's dead?

The blood in the whole body seemed to coagulate, and the heart stopped beating. My eyelids were jumping and my hands and feet were shaking.

No, Xiao Huo will never die, he can live to be twenty-four years old.

As soon as this realization came to mind, my heart immediately ached, eight years old, twenty-four years old......

My hands trembled, and I went to try Xiao Huo's snort.

With a "snap", my hand was slapped away.

"What are you doing here?" Wei Shao'er had a blue face and white lips, a resentful look in his eyes, and a hatred in his voice.

I was stunned and stared at her blankly, unable to react for a long time.

"How dare you come, you make my son miserable like this, what kind of master are you? Do you know that he knelt in Weiyang Palace for three days and three nights, pleading for his master who caused a big disaster, three days and three nights, he was only eight years old, and it was such a cold day, woo......" Wei Shao'er cried uncontrollably. "What are you going to do now? Do you still think that he didn't hurt him enough, do you want him to die? Why? He's still so young, he's still so small......

Wei Shao'er's accusation is so clear, not blurred by crying, I can hear every word clearly.

It was as if I saw Xiao Huo kneeling motionless in the cold Weiyang Palace, early morning, dusk, late at night, in the gloomy palace, the small body stood stubbornly and persistently, but the eyes that were once so bright gradually dimmed and dimmed......

I can't control my sorrow, I can't control my tears, I have never hated myself like I am now, I hate my so-called "righteousness", I hate Liu Che, and I hate his cruelty.

Wei Shao'er fell to the ground crying and muttered: "It's been three days, it's been an imperial doctor again, and it's a miracle doctor, why hasn't my son woken up yet? Even if you open your eyes and look at me, son, son ......."

My hands trembled violently and stretched out to the little Xiao Huo on the bed, my Xiao Huo, my Xiao Jian.

His body was so cold that no amount of fire could warm him up, and his teeth were so clenched that he couldn't even feed the medicine.

I picked him up and called out in a trembling voice, "Xiao Huo." But I found that I couldn't make any sound at all, and when I opened my mouth, tears flowed down my mouth, all of which poured into my mouth, salty and bitter.

Wei Shao'er jumped up like crazy and grabbed Xiao Huo in my hand: "Don't touch him, I don't allow you to touch him, let go!"

I subconsciously reached out to stop her, and she grabbed my hand and bit it down, and the blood flowed from the ground.

I didn't move, let her mouth bite hard, and I didn't feel pain, but felt pain.

At this moment, Xiao Huo in my arms suddenly moved, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "Xiao Huo?

Wei Shao'er was startled, grabbed Xiao Huo and screamed, "Go sick, son?"

Xiao Huo is not dead? I called out.

Wei Shao'er glared at me hatefully and screamed, "You dare to curse my son? ”

Xiao Huo is not dead?Okay, I can die, I am happy to die, as long as Xiao Huo does not die.

My tears flowed more and faster.

As soon as the door opened, Wei Qing Fuyong walked in, I was stunned, stepped forward and grabbed Fuyong's collar and roared: "Let me ask you, what is going on with Xiao Huo? Didn't you say that just now, you said that you would give me back a healthy and lively Xiao Huo, why is Xiao Huo still like this for three days? Aren't you a miracle doctor? Aren't you able to bring the dead back to life? You say!"

Fu Yong did not move, and let me be angry. Wei Qing stepped forward to pull me away and said in a low voice: "For three days and three nights, Mr. Fu has been taking care of and treating his illness without sleep, and his body is weak when he gets sick, and Mr. Fu has done his best." ”

"No!" I shouted. "That's not the case, he can, last time, do you remember last time? I was shot in the heart by an arrow, he can save me, Xiao Huo is just infected with the cold, he will definitely be cured!"

Fu Yong said lightly on the side: "The wind and cold have entered the bones and invaded the meridian blood, although I have tried all the methods, but it has no effect. This child's body is too weak, and his will to survive is not strong enough, even if he can keep him from dying, he will be a waste in the future. ”

I froze, cold and cold as the snow outside.

No, no, Xiao Huo will lead troops in the future, he will be a champion Hou, he will be a great Sima, he will become a generation of famous generals in the glorious annals of history, he is an undefeated myth, he is a victorious general, how can he become a wasted man? How can he become a wasted man?

Could it be that Sima Qian deceived me? Isn't that the truth of history like this?

Or, did my appearance rewrite history?

Wei Qing reached out to hold my shoulder, and I realized that I was trembling uncontrollably.

On the other side, Wei Shao'er heard that his son would become a waste, and he cried more and more miserably.

I used all my strength to condense all my thoughts, now is not the time to cry, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I must not give up, even if there is a glimmer of hope......

I asked Fu Yong, "Have you ever tried a medicated bath?"

Fu Yong nodded: "Three times a day, with little effect." ”

"Where's cupping?" I searched my mind desperately for what little medical knowledge I had.

Fu Yongqi said: "What is a fire cup?"

I briefly explained the principle of the fire pot and said, "This thing can be made of bamboo, which is very convenient to use, and can dispel dampness and cold." ”

Fu Yong pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "Treating the symptoms but not the root cause is useless in the end." ”

I was angry: "Now I have to try any way, treat the symptoms and cure the root cause, and then talk about curing it first." ”

turned to Wei Qing and said: "Zhong Qing, I want to take Xiao Huo to my house, Fu Yong lives with me, and it is just convenient to take care of Xiao Huo by taking care of him, in short, no matter what, even if I fight for my life, I will save Xiao Huo." ”

Wei Shao'er naturally refused, and scolded again in anger. I listened quietly, then yelled, "Shut up!"

Wei Shao'er was startled, and her face turned even whiter.

I suppressed my anger and said, "If you want to see your son die, just hold him and scold him......"

Wei Shao'er really closed her mouth and looked at Xiao Huo in her arms with sorrow.

I stepped forward and solemnly promised: "Mrs. Chen, I will have a fight with Xiao Huo's apprentice, his life is my life, hand him over to me and Fuyong, I swear, if he can't return you a lively Xiao Huo in the future, I, Liu Dan, am willing to apologize for my sins with death in front of you!"

Xiao Huo moved to my house.

Put away all the portraits of Xiao Jian, clean up briefly, Xiao Huo lived in my bedroom, and added a couch for himself, I must stay by his side.

Bamboo cuppers were quickly delivered, with medicines, needles, medicated baths, fire cups, and steaming therapy...... I used all the methods I could, and Fu Yong did his best to stay up with me. A large number of precious medicinal materials were sent to the palace, and everything to eat and supplement was readily available. After another two days, there was still no improvement at all.

I began to feel hopeless, I didn't understand Fu Yong, it was so easy for him to save me, but he was helpless in the face of Xiao Huo? This place is not more developed than the 21st century medicine, if Fu Yong, who is a miracle doctor, has no way, there is really no hope. I began to be afraid, and I began to pray to God, never before, three times a day, to God.

Those days in the organization were the darkest times of my life, and whenever I felt that I couldn't bear the pain and wanted to die, I would run to the Christian church for comfort. I was a person who was not interested in religion, and I did not study it by heart, and all the truth was told to me by the pastor of the church, he was a very kind old man, and he had a kind of power that could make people stable, so for a while I often went to see him, listened to his preaching, talked to him, and supported me to get through. The plan to "sell out the organization" was also encouraged by the old pastor to do it.

But at that time, I wasn't really converted to God.

But today, when all the means have been exhausted, all the thoughts are useless, and all the manpower cannot be saved, I sincerely kneel before God, crying and begging him, begging him not to take the child's life, not for anything else, just because no one has ever treated me like this, no one has ever wanted my life for my sake, so don't take his life, if someone has to die, I would rather die the one who dies! If someone has to become a waste, I would rather be the one who is crippled!

On the morning of the fourth day, I was so tired that my eyes were red and swollen from crying, and I wanted to take a nap, when Xiao Huo suddenly made a slight noise. I rushed to the side of the bed in good spirits, grabbed Xiao Huo's little hand and called softly: "Xiao Huo, go sick?"

Xiao Huo opened his eyes slightly, just opened a gap, I was so excited that tears were about to fall, and I called his name repeatedly, "Xiao Huo, Huo Quai, open your eyes, open some more, look at me, I am your master, the master you saved after kneeling for three days and three nights, I am back!"

Xiao Huo's slightly dewed eyes were dull, and his eyes seemed to be out of focus, swept over my face without focus, and fell into a coma again. I held his hand, my heart sank all the way to the bottomless abyss, I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, but I couldn't do anything, I silently shed tears, tears flowed down, sprinkled on the hand I held with Xiao Huo.

I looked at his hands, my hands, my tears......

That hand was once bitten by Xiao Huo's mother, and the bite was bloody!

Blood?

I stared straight at my hand, the back of the right hand that Wei Shao'er had bitten, and for a moment, my brain couldn't think......

Nothing?!Why nothing?

I brought my hand to my eyes and stared at it in a daze.

What about tooth marks, what about scars?

It should have been bitten and left scars, no medicine, no bandage, why is it so smooth? As if it had never been injured?

A cold breath invaded from the soles of the feet and penetrated into the heart and lungs, and quickly dispersed into the limbs and bodies.

I suddenly thought of something, ran out like crazy, went to the waitress and found a bronze mirror and brought it to my room, the two copper mirrors were facing each other, I stood between the two mirrors, trembling my hands to untie my clothes, remove the gauze to get rid of the residue. In the bronze mirror, which is not bright and clear, my smooth and beautiful back is reflected.

Last time, I was injured and in a coma for seven days, and then I recuperated for seven days, a total of fourteen days before and after, and this time I received fifty lashes, and the whip saw blood, and now it is only two days, and the cold fingers brushed my back, and there was no trace at all, just like the back of my hand, as if I had never been injured!

It's not Fuyong, it's not about medicine......

My brain is blank......

The morning sun shines on my face through the window lattice, warm. I subconsciously raised my hand to block out the light, only to realize that I didn't know when I was sitting on the ground, and I don't know how long I sat like this.

I slowly stood up, my body numb as if it wasn't my own.

At a glance, I caught a glimpse of the long sword hanging on the wall, and I stepped forward and shook it in my hand, the long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was pressing. Aimed at the back of my left hand, he "brushed" down, and a long wound was made, and blood spurted out like an arrow.

There was a wound, there was blood, there was pain, it hurt!

It hurts when you're injured, you get tired when you sit for a long time, you get tired when you don't eat, you get hungry if you don't eat, you get sleepy if you don't get enough sleep, I'm human!

I stared at the bleeding wound, and I had a strange feeling in my heart, feeling that the blood was clotting, and the wound was healing rapidly, and I opened my eyes in fear to look closely, the wound was still a wound, and the blood was still dripping.

I decided not to use medicine, not to bandage, and leaned back on the couch to watch, watching......

Extreme fatigue and weakness hit like a tide, my eyes were getting smaller, my eyelids were closing, the world was darkening, and I fell asleep.

I had a nightmare, I dreamed that Xiao Huo died, I ran after his little corpse, but I couldn't catch up, my heart was extremely sad but there were no tears, Wei Shao'er suddenly appeared, stretched out a sharp claw and grabbed my face, I was startled, reached out to block, the claw grabbed the back of my hand, and scratched out five blood marks. Wei Shao'er's beautiful face became hideous, like a terrible ghost looking up to the sky and howling: "Go to my sick son, avenge your mother for you." As he spoke, he pounced on me again.

I retreated in a hurry, fell into the abyss behind me, and shouted...... I woke up and lay in my own sweat.

"How are you?" Fu Yong's face appeared in front of me.

I sat up and looked at my left hand.

I tugged at the corners of my stiff mouth, trying to laugh but couldn't, my strange behavior attracting Fuyong's caring gaze.

I looked at him coldly.

It turns out that even if he is a miracle doctor, he can only heal the sick but not the life.

Follow me to Chang'an, overly concerned about my body, his mysteries, his research, all because of this.

I raised the back of my hand -- the place where I had just been scratched by the long sword was as smooth as ever, with no scars, no blood, nothing.

What am I?!

Fu Yong looked at me, and then saw the bloodstained long sword on the couch, and his face gradually changed: "You, found it?"

I looked up at him, and my heart was extremely calm: "That day outside Chang'an City, that arrow hit the heart, didn't it?"

Fu Yong bowed slightly: "Yes." ”

I asked the strange question, "I'm not dead?"

Fu Yong nodded again: "The breath is broken, but the heart is still beating." ”

What is this called? Breathless, and heartbeat?

Without me having to ask any more, Fu Yong began to tell me about the experience after saving me back to the valley.

That day, Fu Yong happened to go to Chang'an to run errands, on the way I was assassinated, immediately got out of the car to rescue, at that time I had no breath, already considered dead, but he pointed his finger on my pulse, but unexpectedly found that my heartbeat was still strong. This kind of strange and strange situation has never been seen in Fuyong for many years, so he immediately threatened Wei Qing with words, forcing him not to dare to accompany him, and then took me back to Bili Valley.

After pulling out the arrow, I was unconscious, and other than that, there was no other abnormality, but when Fuyong changed the dressing for me the next day, another shock appeared, the wounded by the arrow actually healed, and healed seamlessly, as if it had never been injured. But seeing that I was in a coma, it seemed that I could still feel pain. In a panic, Fu Yong used the simplest method to cut me with a knife, and in less than two hours, the knife wound healed automatically.

"At the time, I thought you weren't human. Fu Yong smiled bitterly. "You have been in a coma for seven days, and I have been observing you in detail, and finally I have determined that you are indeed a human and not a fairy or a demon, but why such a miraculous phenomenon has appeared to you? ”

"Why didn't you just ask me when I woke up?" I suspected he had other intentions.

Fu Yong said: "I have asked you many times, but I found that you don't even know about yourself. ”

"Then why didn't you tell me?" I pressed for it.

Fu Yong could naturally feel the obvious suspicion and hostility I revealed, but he didn't care, and said lightly: "This matter is so shocking, I thought it would be better if you didn't know, so as not to worry about it, and even doubt yourself." ”

That's it?

I decided to believe Fu Yong's explanation, because I was in no mood to investigate it now, Xiao Huo's illness, the peculiarity of my body, and the real two heavens of ice and fire had already made me feel that breathing was a burden.

"That ......" I hesitated, sometimes ignorance is also happiness, is it necessary to know more?

Fu Yong seemed to know what I wanted to say, and said, "No. Although I have tried my best, I have not been able to understand the reason so far. Just know one indisputable fact -- your body has a strange and powerful ability to resist damage. Growing up, you never noticed it?"

Of course not!

I am a woman, injuries are common, pain and bleeding have also been treated, and there is a certain period of recuperation, no different from ordinary people, this ability is only after coming to the Han Dynasty.

I tried to remember what was causing the change in my body. Is it a change that started when you traveled through the country, or did it change gradually after you came here?

Fu Yong didn't let me think about it too much, and said: "I thought about it all night, even if you don't know, today I want to tell you the truth of the matter, because I thought of a way, maybe I can save Huo from illness." ”

A carp jumped out of bed, and I thought about it too.

If my body has a magical and powerful ability to resist damage, and blood is the source of life, if I use my blood to save Xiao Huo and resist cold poison, is it a feasible way?

For such a thought, I jumped up, the first time I was so grateful to God, because I am type O blood, no need for testing, no need to compare, unless Xiao Huo is a strange blood type, otherwise my blood should be able to save him, I will definitely be able to save him!

I put my hand on my forehead and exhaled a long, deep, heart-aching breath, followed by a sound of joy from my heart.

I heard Fu Yong say, "You also thought of it, if you feed him your blood to drink, maybe there will be a miracle." ”

I said, "Of course, but not for him to drink, but to give him a blood transfusion." ”

"Blood transfusion?" Fu Yong, who was known as a miracle doctor, widened his eyes in surprise. "What is a blood transfusion?"

"Blood transfusion is ......" I paused, and suddenly felt a basin of cold water poured down, cold from head to toe.

Blood transfusion, no needle, no syringe, no infusion tube, how to transfuse blood? Needles and syringes can be found, but what about infusion tubes? At worst, they have to be rubber tubes, and they can't always be used with an iron tube.

I sat down on the bed and thought about it for a long time, when I suddenly remembered that I had found medicine in the daily necessities bag on the station wagon......

My heart beat violently.

Ignoring Fu Yong's presence, I rummaged through the cabinet and found the bag of daily necessities, which contained a small medicine box, suppressed my frenzied heart, and opened the medicine box with all my might—there was nothing I needed except for expired medicines.

I didn't give up, I opened all the bags I brought from the 21st century and checked them, there were no needles, no syringes, and no rubber tubes.

I stood in the middle of a mess of things, my head buzzing, and there seemed to be starlight twinkling in front of me.

Now, there is only one hope left -- the station wagon that crashed into Nanshan!