In front of the bed, Doctor Wu closed his eyes and was silent, diagnosing the pulse of the jade hairpin girl.

He studied medicine at the age of five and graduated at the age of ten, and now he is in his prime, practicing medicine for more than a year, but he has practiced medicine for so many years, but he has never seen such a strange pulse.

That vein seems to be alive but not alive, like dead but not dead.

No wonder those Lang Zhong in the city would say that this was a dead disease, even in the eyes of him, a doctor who could be called the first doctor in Chen Guo, this was indeed a dead disease!

Medicine and stone are difficult to treat, I am afraid that extraordinary means can be saved, only soldiers are dangerous!

"Cinnamon, bring me my Ugin needle. ”

Doctor Wu kept a calm face, opened his eyes, and beckoned the little doctor in Tsing Yi beside him, Cinnamon, and asked him to take the Wujin needle in his medicine box.

It's just that Cinnamon heard the word "Wujin Needle", but he shook his head suddenly.

He hid the medicine box on his body behind him, insisted on refusing to open the medicine box, and took out the black gold needle in the box.

The black gold needle is given by the immortals, and every time it is applied, it will cost the doctor a lot of energy, and the life span will be reduced by at least three years.

Doctor Wu is already in his prime, dying of old age, how many three years can he live?

I'm afraid that if the needle goes down, the girl on the bed won't wake up, and she, the master, will have to fall.

"Master, Your Body ......"

Cinnamon hesitated and persuaded with some concern.

"Bring it—"

Doctor Wu ignored the persuasion of his apprentice, snatched the medicine box from the cinnamon in his hand, and took out the black black gold needle in the medicine box.

The needle, in the dim candlelight, was almost hard to see, as if what was pinched in the hand of Doctor Wu was nothing more than a ball of wind, empty.

This black gold needle has not been used for nearly ten years, the last time he used it, he was still in the age of sixties, and his hair was still black, but now, his head was already full of silver threads, and he could not find a single black hair.

Doctor Wu pinched the black gold needle, looked at Zhen Pu, who was silent on the side, and said, "Zhen Pu, don't forget your promise!"

Zhen Pu was on the side, gritting his teeth, but not because of anger, but because of pain.

His right hand was struggling to prop up on the table, and his left hand was gone!

In front of the bamboo house, when he said the phrase "one life for one life", the Wu Divine Doctor, who only saves people and does not harm people, threw a firewood knife at his follower and asked him to pay a little deposit first.

Zhen Pu cut off one of his hands as a sacrifice and offered it to the grave of Miss Qingdai.

It is precisely because of this that Doctor Wu is willing to ride a donkey to save the seriously ill Yuchai girl.

"Zhen Pu will never dare to forget!"

Zhen Pu endured the pain and read word by word.

"Hmph, that's for the best. If you dare to repent, I will let you live but not die!"

Since Doctor Wu knows how to save people, he should also know the means of harming people, and he is not afraid that Zhen Pu will regret it.

After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Zhen Pu on the side, pinched his black gold needle, aimed it at the life point of the jade hairpin girl, and slowly pierced it.

The black gold needle, like black hair, slowly swirled into the body of the jade hairpin girl.

The Ugin acupuncture method, with qi to resist it, can save people between life and death, regardless of the size of the disease, only one needle, immediate results.

Divine Doctor Wu's hand did not move at all, but his face was very ugly.

He was old and old, and the black gold needle, when he applied the needle, was still devouring his life force, but in a few breaths, Cinnamon could see his master aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His hands were thinner and more shriveled, the wrinkles on his face were deeper, and his white hair fell to the ground without any wind.

The whole person, not to mention three years old!

The cost of this injection is too great.

Zhen Pu said that he exchanged his life for his life, so why didn't Doctor Wu exchange his life for his life.

Doctor Wu didn't have to spend such a huge price to put Zhen Pu to death.

What he has is a way to ambush this loser dog who has fallen into Pingyang.

But he can't do that, he has to let him be punished willingly, he has to let him repent willingly, only in this way, his granddaughter can be blinded under the nine springs, and he can forgive his incompetent grandfather.

This is what Divine Doctor Wu, who is a mortal, a healer, and a granddaughter's grandfather, must do.

It was the only path he could choose.

Now, he's gone at any cost.

"Ahem—"

The needle was completed, and when Doctor Wu pulled out the black gold needle, he coughed loudly and coughed up a pool of blood.

But at the same time, the blood on the jade hairpin girl's face also turned rosy all of a sudden, and it was no longer as pale as snow.

Doctor Wu endured the dizziness of his body and stretched out his hand to probe the pulse, after that stitch, the pulse of the jade hairpin girl had gradually stabilized, and there was no longer any intention to die.

Miss Jade Hairpin has come to life.

"Master, are you alright?"

Seeing that his master was spitting blood, Cinnamon hurried over to help.

Doctor Wu was originally crumbling, but with the support of cinnamon, he barely sat down.

He glanced at Zhen Pu and said, "People are already alive, and you remember your promise." I don't believe you have anything to do with this woman, but I don't care anymore, I'll give you one night, you explain things clearly, and tomorrow, you will go to my place to die, how about it?"

"Thank you, Doctor Wu. ”

Zhen Pu covered his severed hand and kowtowed to thank him.

Doctor Wu did not accept his worship, and with the support of cinnamon, he stood up with difficulty and walked outside the house.

No longer in this house.

He didn't want his granddaughter to be alone in the snow and ice, he just wanted to go back to the bamboo hut as soon as possible.

"Squeak-"

The door opened and closed, Cinnamon led the donkey, Doctor Wu sat on the donkey, an old man and a young master and apprentice, and slowly walked into the thick night in the sound of the donkey's hooves, until he could no longer see it.

There are many good and stupid people in this world, they only know a tendon, they only know how to uphold the righteousness in their hearts, even in the face of insults and ridicule from others, they still unswervingly follow their own path.

There were many such people, and later there were fewer and fewer.

And the Wu Divine Doctor who rode a donkey was one of them.

Zhen Pumu sent them away, returned to the house, sat back in front of the bed, and looked at the jade hairpin girl whose face was gradually ruddy.

His severed hand had been bandaged by Doctor Wu, and although it was painful, it was fine, and there was no need to worry about his life.

Zhen Pu looked at the quiet and tranquil jade hairpin girl in her sleep, and looked at her who came to life, and was very happy.

Just as many years ago, when he was just a child, he was just as happy to see his wounded white rabbit being rescued by someone sent by his father.

"Hmmm......"

After a coquettish snort, the jade hairpin girl who had been in a coma for a long time woke up and slowly opened her eyes.

Zhen Pu sat aside, pulled a piece of clothing, and hid her severed hand to prevent her from seeing the clues.

"Are you awake?" Zhen Pu said.

"Well, wake up. The jade hairpin girl was still a little confused, and she didn't know what had just happened, "What's wrong with me?"

"Just now, you fainted, but it's okay, you woke up, just think you're too tired, get some sleep!"

"I ...... I was in a dream just now, and I dreamed that I was about to die, and I was scared!"

The jade hairpin girl remembered what had happened before, and she still had some lingering palpitations.

After she tricked Zhen Pu out of the house, she didn't take a few steps before she fainted, in the coma, she had an extremely uncomfortable nightmare, she seemed to be pulled into the endless abyss by death, her chest was tight, she was short of breath, and she couldn't even breathe.

But fortunately, it's just a nightmare, and when you wake up, it's fine.

The jade hairpin girl smiled happily, not knowing how much someone had paid for her to survive.

First it was a hand, and then it was a life.

The life she saved!

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare, it's good to wake up. ”

Zhen Pu stretched out her only remaining right hand and helped her brush the hair on her sideburns.

This move made the jade hairpin girl very happy.

Before, he wouldn't be so intimate.

"I'll go and frame the painting, have you seen it, is it beautiful?" asked the girl with a smile.

"Look, it's beautiful!"

Zhen Pu didn't see it, he lied to her.

Because he didn't want him to reveal that he had broken a hand for her when he went to get the painting.

"You grasshopper, you draw so well!" said the jade hairpin.

She also lied to him, she clearly said that there are no gnats in winter, and he is scribbling.

But really, it doesn't matter anymore.

Lies are sometimes more heartwarming and joyful than truths.

A white lie is more powerful than a cruel truth.

"I scribbled, I didn't paint well, I won't in the future, I know your paintings are all used to sell for money, so it's worthless, it's not good. ”

"That'...... That painting wasn't sold for money, I ...... I'll keep it all the time. ”

"Okay, then take it and leave it for your children!"

"Yes...... It's our kids!"

The jade hairpin girl blushed, but she mustered up courage.

Zhen Pu was obviously stunned, but he didn't refute it.

"Well, our boy!" he said.

"Do you like me?"

"I like it!"

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"Loved both. ”

"No, you can only choose one. ”

"That's the girl!"

"Hee-hee, me too. ”

"Well, if you like it!"

"And what's her name?"

"You come and get it, and I'll listen to you. ”

"What if I give birth to a boy?"

"Then we'll have another one. ”

"What's the boy's name?"

"It's better for you to get it, I'll listen to you. ”

"You're so nice!"

"Hmm. ”

"You've talked so much today, it's so good!"

"I've been chatting with you ever since!"

"It's a deal. ”

"It's a deal. ”

"That's right, by the way, when I went to the painting today, I met ......"

“......”

“......”

"Having said so much, I'm a little sleepy!"

"Then let's get some more sleep!"

"I'm afraid I'll have nightmares again!"

"No, it must have been a good dream this time. ”

"You're here with me all the time. ”

"Okay, I'm not leaving. ”

"Then I'll sleep. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Give me your hand, I have to hold it. ”

"Good. ”

Zhen Pu stretched out her right hand, the jade hairpin girl closed her eyes, and the way she was sleeping was quiet and tranquil, which made people unbearable to disturb.

She held Zhen Pu's hand so tightly and slowly fell asleep.

Zhen Pu looked at her, and her heart was as quiet as she had never been, like a lake without a ripple.

He just watched her quietly, letting the time tick by.

Then, it dawned!

The morning sun changed to the bright moon, the black curtain changed to the blue sky, a few birds chirped, and there were voices outside the house.

Zhen Pu carefully pulled out the hand that was being held by the jade hairpin girl, pushed open the door, and carefully covered it again.

Then, a man walked out of the house and headed towards the bamboo house.

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