Taking advantage of the night, Xiao'er's head flew into the sky, flying towards the meditation garden of the academy, where Xu Xian and the others lived, and stopped on the room of the two's room, and suddenly let out a whining sound, which only the recipient could hear.

"It's so noisy, it hurts, Hanwen, my head hurts so much!"

Xu Xian was about to undress and fall asleep, but Pan Yu suddenly screamed in pain, Xu Xian hurriedly stepped forward, Pan Yu grabbed his wrist and fell into his arms, moaning in pain.

"What's wrong with you, Mingyu?" Xu Xian asked anxiously, the trembling man in his arms seemed to be even thinner at this moment.

Xu Xian shouted for help, and the sound of messy footsteps outside the room finally woke up the classmate next door. Knocking on the door and asking, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

"Stop shooting, go to the doctor. Xu Xian yelled, he wanted to find it himself, but Pan Yu in his arms hugged him tightly, and grabbed his wrist with the other hand, and he couldn't break free at all.

Soon after, "The doctor is here, the doctor is here, Xu Xian is opening the door quickly!" The knocking on the door outside the door became more intense, and Xu Xian in the room was not very anxious. Leaned down, whispered in Pan Yu's ear, and said in a coaxing tone: "Good, let go first, I'll find someone to help you." Pan Yu closed his eyes tightly and slowly let go, and Xu Xian immediately went to open the door. An old gentleman with a white beard looked like a doctor, and glared at Xu Xian, "Why is it so slow, what should I do if someone dies, are you the only one who is responsible for the nephew of the Governor?" After speaking, he turned around and closed the door.

In the dark sky, the child's head circled twice and flew towards the Garden of the Evening Wind.

He slept soundly at night, and someone knocked on the door, but the boss was not happy, so he got up slowly. But someone outside the house shouted, Pan Yugongzi, the nephew of the Governor. He immediately jumped up from the bed and rushed straight here, so agile that even the Xiucai who led the way was ashamed of himself.

At this time, where would Xu Xian worry about him, please ask him to see a doctor quickly, this doctor looks like he doesn't care about you first, and stepped forward to take Pan Yu's pulse.

"The wind evil is in the brain, Pan Gongzi is afraid that he has a brain stroke, this disease is so urgent, I am afraid that it is not easy to treat, the old man will go back and prescribe a few medicines to try." The doctor shook his head and said.

At this moment, Pan Yu woke up and looked at the clothes, whether they had faded. He arched his hand and said: "Thank you, sir, I am better now, and I will be cured if I eat a few more of you tomorrow." ”

The doctor was overjoyed, completely forgot about the diagnosis just now, patted his chest and said that Pan Yu was fine, and said a few decent words before leaving. Outside the house, Xia Ziqi stopped the doctor and said, "How is Brother Pan?" ”

"With the old man here, it's naturally fine, please go back!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Xia Ziqi was faintly disappointed in his heart.

"Mingyu, is it really okay? But the old man said just now. Xu Xian asked with some hesitation.

Pan Yu smiled: "Haven't you heard that the good treatment of the disease is not a success?" It seems that even the wine has woken up, and it seems that it is really fine.

Xu Xian also understands the ancient medical environment, and the doctor must first say that the patient's condition is extremely serious, so that the cure is of course his own profound medical skills, and if the cure is not good, it should be like this. But this sentence from "Bian Que Meets Cai Henghou" always makes him feel a little unlucky.

Xu Xian suddenly felt pain in his wrist, and when he looked down, the wrist held by Pan Yu left a row of cyan finger marks, slightly swollen.

"Hanwen!" Xu Xian looked back and saw Pan Yu looking at him apologetically, Xu Xian shook his head and said that it was okay, pulled down his sleeves to cover his wrists, he was still more worried about Pan Yu's illness than this small pain. Is it really okay, but the pain at that time is clearly transmitted to my heart.

In Evening Wind Garden, in Hook's room, Hook extinguishes the red candle and closes the bottle. Wang Shouyi pushed the door in and asked, "Okay, it's a mess over there." ”

"I'm a child god with a head and belly never used it easily, the seeds have been planted, just wait for the harvest, in the words of the Celestial Empire, it is jealous of talents, red-faced and thin-faced, and it is normal to die early. Hook laughed.

Wang Shouyi also smiled with satisfaction, Pan Yu died of a hidden disease, and no one could count him. It's just that the enemy fell on his own like this, as if he had received his destiny. No, that's destiny.

When he woke up the next day, Xu Xian looked at Pan Yu's bed, and surprisingly didn't get up early.

I slept too late last night!" Xu Xian thought. went out to bring breakfast back, but Pan Yu was still lying on the bed, Xu Xian felt that something was wrong, and woke Pan Yu up, Pan Yu turned his head weakly, and the haggard on his face jumped Xu Xian.

He never thought that overnight, a person would be able to be haggard to such a point, his originally warm and fair face now became pale, and his eyes also revealed dark circles, especially the deep and clear feeling in his eyes disappeared, and he became full of exhaustion. It's just that even so, it's still amazingly beautiful.

Pan Yu touched her hair and said, "Maybe I drank too much last night!" Get out of bed and go to the table to eat her breakfast.

And Xu Xian was a doctor again, and the rice porridge on the table was full of tempting breath, but Pan Yu didn't feel the slightest hunger. Since she started practicing martial arts, she hasn't been sick for many years, and this feeling of weakness makes her a little annoying.

Last night the doctor came again and said something ambiguous, without the confidence of last night. He prescribed a medicine that he would not have had even if it was reactive, and left in a hurry.

The classmates of the Hajj Academy came to visit, but they were all blocked by Xu Xian. Xia Ziqi was holding some supplements but was blocked by Xu Xian at the door, and couldn't help frowning, "Pan Yu is not your friend alone, we should all go in to visit, you just stopped it, what do you think." ”

"It's not suitable to see the wind, it's not suitable to see guests, this is the doctor's entrustment, you better please!" Xu Xian just blocked the door with an expressionless face.

At noon, Pan Yu's uncle, Governor Pan, visited in person. Xu Xian stood outside the door when it was inconvenient to enter, and soon Governor Pan came out to look at Xu Xian and instructed: "You take good care of him, I will guarantee you a bright future." He was also in a hurry to say such words that he would never say. My brother entrusted his only son to his own care, and if something really happened here, I am afraid that he would not be able to see each other in the future. He wanted to arrange some subordinates to wait, but Pan Yu insisted on not allowing it, he knew that this nephew's surname was love, and he had no choice but to entrust it to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian frowned, but still lowered his head and said "yes".

Then the famous doctors in Hangzhou came to the door one after another, but none of them could say what the disease was. I barely fished clean in the afternoon. The Governor has prescribed a lot of money, and it is not for nothing that there are doctors who want to take risks to gain fame, but when the pharmacy opened is shown to Pan Yu, they all scoff. Although she doesn't understand the art of Qihuang, she has seen a lot of medical skills, and she still understands the basic medical theory. But even she herself couldn't tell what disease she had, as if an invisible abyss was constantly eating away at her energy.

She was getting thinner and thinner, and no one came to visit her, and even the doctor did not dare to pick her up as a patient, and if she could not be cured and angered the Governor, it would be a great responsibility. Only at the beginning, the doctor was forced to have no choice, and still prescribed some useless medicine, and now the hospital is not open, and he regrets it at home every day. There were gradually rumors in the academy that she had recruited evil spirits, and the front of the door became more and more cold. Many people take a direct detour and do not pass in front of their door, anyway, a dying person has no value in befriending.

Good thing he's still here!" she said to herself.

"Mingyu, it's time to take medicine. There was a burst of medicinal fragrance in the room, and Xu Xian sat on the edge of the bed with the boiled medicine, with a reluctant smile on his face. Xu Xian helped her up, she just reluctantly leaned on his arms to take medicine, watched him scoop a spoonful and blow it seriously, and then fed it to her mouth. The medicine was bitter, but it was nothing compared to the patience she had always had. I know it's useless, but I want to lean into his arms for the time being!

Xu Xian frowned, he couldn't feel Pan Yu's will to survive, but instead accepted his fate early, although he didn't know medicine, but according to the knowledge of his previous life, he also knew that the patient's psychological state was very important. But he didn't understand, with Pan Yu's family background, he had no worries about food and clothing, and his future was bright, how could this be?

Like a traveler who has been trekking alone in the ice and snow for a long time, his heart has long been full of exhaustion and loneliness, and this trek is destined to have no goal. At this time, a warm hut appeared in the snowstorm, and it seemed that it had finally found a reason to stop, even if it was nothing more than a synonym for death. But I can finally say to myself that I have done my best.

The illness caused all the weakness accumulated over the years to explode, and there was no strength to continue walking. Not only did he not have the fear of death, but he also had the happiness of "fortunately not having to die alone".