The innkeeper was as timid as a mouse, and when he saw Fu Qiu fainting, he was afraid that he would die and hurriedly asked someone to carry him home.

Fu Yu, who was working as a steward at an antique pawnshop in the city, rushed back in a hurry after hearing about it.

When he got home, the old housekeeper had already called a doctor to come to consult, and after a while, the doctor shook his head and left without looking back.

Several famous local doctors were replaced in a row, but they couldn't diagnose the reason, but they almost spent the last bit of Fu Yu's savings.

Fortunately, the owner of the antique pawnshop was kind-hearted and gave Fu Yu some silver taels, so that he could take care of his son at home first.

After nearly a month like this, Fu Qiu has been drowsy and half-awake and half-asleep.

Fu Yu was anxious with the ants on the hot pot, looking at his son who was getting thinner and thinner, worried.

On this day, guests came to the house.

"Fu Lao! long time no see!"

Fu Yu looked up and saw that it was Lin Tianhai, who had just made a marriage contract between Fu Qiu and his daughter Lin Xinlan a few days ago. His daughter Lin Xinlan can also be regarded as Fu Qiu's childhood sweetheart, and Lin Tianhai has never severed contact with the Fu family because of Fu Qiu's expulsion from the school.

"Ah, it turned out to be my father-in-law! Forgive me for not visiting the house these days because of the dog's business, and the wedding date has been set. Fu Yu hurriedly stepped forward to greet the guest.

Lin Tianhai looked at Fu Qiu, who was unconscious on the bed, and couldn't help sighing: "It's not a secret, Lin came here this time for this marriage." ”

Fu Yu was taken aback, and his face was embarrassed: "The dog has been suffering from strange illnesses recently, so let's wait for him to recover, and then decide on the marriage date!"

"No!" Lin Tianhai hurriedly interrupted: "Lin is here to withdraw from the marriage..."

As soon as he heard the word divorce, Fu Yu was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he was speechless for a long time.

Lin Tianhai sighed again and stuffed a money bag into Fu Yu's hand: "This is a certain bit of Lin's heart, I hope that the little nephew can be auspicious and recover soon." Actually, I don't want to, it's just that the disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect arrived at my house a few days ago, and I thought about it again, I can only do this, there are many difficulties, and I hope Brother Fu will forgive me!"

As soon as the four words of Lingyun Sword Sect came out, Fu Yu had nothing to say, so he had to accept it silently, so that he could subsidize the family and continue to seek medical advice for his son.

Lin Tianhai said a few more pleasantries, and soon said goodbye.

However, Lin Tianhai also brought him good news. That is the young pavilion master of the Lechuan Pavilion, the head of the world's medicine sect, who is in Yuexi City at this time, if he can be moved, maybe Fu Qiu will be saved...

......

Two days later, Fu Fu.

"At this time, he is terminally ill, even if the patriarch Lechuan is reincarnated, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to heaven..."

There were bursts of broken words in his ears, but Fu Qiu couldn't wake up.

He was like being in an endless black ice space, and suddenly, a little starlight could be seen around him, but it increased instantly, like a sea of stars.

He knew it was a dream, but he still couldn't wake up.

He could feel the darkness eating away at his body, flowing from every inch of his body to the depths of his body and mind, yet burning like a rock stream.

"I... Are you finally going to die?"

At this moment, Fu Qiu's consciousness suddenly woke up, and the pictures of the past echoed in front of him like a dream...

Ten years ago, grandfather's don't go...

Seven years ago, he entered the Lingyun Sword Sect and held a sword for the first time...

Four years ago, he was expelled from the sect because he accidentally injured the daughter of the sect leader of the Sword Sect, Qing Yao, and because of this, he offended the Lingyun Sword Sect.

A year ago, her sister Fu Yao got married, and soon her mother fell seriously ill and died, and there were only Fu Qiu and his father Fu Yu in the Fu Mansion, as well as an old housekeeper who had been loyal for more than 20 years.

The head of the world's medicine sect, the money for the visit is naturally expensive, Fu Yu pawned the land deed of Fu Fu, and invited the heir of the miracle doctor Lechuan and the young master of the Lechuan Pavilion - Nian Wuchen, however, the day has passed...

"This is a brown disease, there is no cure, and at this time it is terminally ill, at most, tomorrow at noon..."

Green silk is wrapped around the temples, and a wisp of forehead and long hair is scattered and fluttering on the shoulders, on top of the robe. The silver needle in Nian Wuchen's hand shone coldly, and a trace of dark red blood droplets slipped from the tip of the needle.

And next to him stood a delicate and small girl, who looked like his accompanying medicine boy, named Xiao Yu, who had been following Nian Wuchen for more than five years.

Brown natural disease is a strange disease that seems to be poisonous but not poisonous, and the person who gets this disease will not be more than half a month at most, and it will attack the heart with poisonous blood, corrode the internal organs of the whole body and die. The whole body of the dying person is red and brown, looking up to the sky, and it can be said that he is not blind.

In this world, except for the sword-wielding elder Feng Wuji of the Liuyun Sword Sect (which has now split into the Lingyun Sword Sect and the Lingxiao Palace faction) two hundred years ago, everyone else died of anger in less than a month, and it was a miracle that Fu Qiu could survive for more than a month.

Although he read Wuchen's words to this point, he was surprised that Fu Yu was not grief-stricken because of this, and he didn't even show a trace of expression.

He's just forbearing!

It took a long time to squeeze a few words out of the corners of his mouth.

"Can... Let him... Won't you leave in pain..."

This is the most difficult moment to choose, and the words are like a fish in the throat. "He's been afraid of pain since he was a kid, and... Now..."

Fu Yu stared at Fu Qiu, who was dying, and could bear the pain in his heart, but he couldn't tell the pain in his heart. What parent in the world can get rid of the pain of this white-haired person sending a black-haired person?

His voice began to tremble and growl...

"I'm a salt merchant, just because in today's troubled times, I sometimes encounter thieves and demon beasts, so I want to send him to the Lingyun Sword Sect to learn a sword technique, so that in the future, the merchants can protect themselves. I didn't want to, but because of...

Hey, since he was born, I don't realize that it has passed the nineteenth spring and autumn season, and now before the weak crown, he is going to leave me, how can I bear it?!

Fu Yu pounded his chest and was hysterical.

Nian Wuchen listened quietly, sighed, took out a money bag from his arms, handed it to him, and said, "Count it up, Ling Lang is the same age as my brother, my brother contracted brown disease five years ago, and when the former master was still alive, he couldn't save him. Only the flesh of a human being, who can escape life and death? All kinds of life, everything has already been predetermined, and our practice of medicine seems to help people change their lives against the sky, but in fact it is also within a certain number. Even gods, demons, demons and immortals will eventually have their souls scattered, not to mention you and me. ”

"I heard that Fu Lao invited me to come over and mortgaged the title deed of the mansion, and I saw that the mansion was almost empty, I couldn't bear it, this money is still returned, and..."

Speaking of this, Nian Wuchen took out a delicate red pill bottle from his arms, slowly opened it, and poured out the only light red pill.

"Little master, this is the last remaining Nine Turns Life Continuation Pill of the ancestor, if the old man knows about it..."The little girl hurriedly shouted when she saw that Nian Wuchen was about to feed the pill to Fu Qiu.

Nian Wuchen waved his hand, still fed the pill to Fu Qiu, and brought water from the side to help him swallow it.

Gently, Nian Wuchen brushed the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and said slowly: "This nine-turn life-sustaining pill is refined by the ancestor with several peerless rare medicinal materials such as the soul-gathering grass of the glazed fairyland, He Xian mushroom, a total of three, when the master used one when he rescued my brother Nian Ruyun, and then the master used another one in order to save me, the master gave me the last one, today I will give this last nine-turn life-sustaining pill to Ling Lang, although I can't let Ling Lang recover, but it can continue his life, but according to Ling Lang's condition, it will last for three months at most." After that, we have to look at the creation of the heavens, whether we can find a life-saving solution. Perhaps, if the glass fairyland appears again, all this is not impossible. ”