###090 Bells

The brazier, the night blue, and the nightingale on the side used the qi of the mountain and the sun to deliver heat to Ye Xiaolou. An Zhuyan nodded, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Qing was tied with layers of cloth on her body, and she couldn't move at all, so she could only stare at An Zhuyan with hatred. An Zhuyan didn't avoid his eyes, and told Nightingale intentionally or unintentionally that Yeqing's physique was really enviable, and if he was an official in the court, he would definitely be able to achieve a lot of achievements.

But he spilled all his blood on the gambling table and the women.

Hey, it's a pity that it's a little similar to your landlord, but this voice is a difference of thousands of rivers and mountains.

Nightingales naturally knew it was a joke. There are only two situations for a doctor to laugh in front of a patient, one is that the patient has nothing to worry about, and the other is that the doctor has encountered an extremely difficult illness and can only relax himself by laughing.

Ye Xiaolou's condition can be understood by anyone with eyes. He was already half dead.

An Zhuyan turned his back and looked at the faintly visible stars and the moon that had just risen in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, a few hours passed, and Xiao Yu couldn't help except for changing the brazier a few times according to An Zhuyan's instructions.

Every time there was a trace of movement on the bed, she looked around, trying to find a little bit of living breath from Ye Xiaolou, but all she saw was the motionless Ye Xiaolou and the night blue wrapped like a white worm.

The night is cool and the night wind is blowing, the southern twilight, and the rumbling bell is ringing.

The people who were awake in the house heard the bell from the south, and when Xiao Yu heard this bell, he was very angry, and he couldn't help frowning.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell came the hummingbird left in the womb of the Three Emperors - Sijing.

Sijing flew on the nightingale's shoulder, the nightingale's face was solemn, and he looked at Ye Xiaolou again. He twisted his finger and let Sijing leave.

Yeqing saw that the nightingale's face was solemn, and she knew that Sijing's return at this time must be something important for the third prince. was so anxious that he broke through the closed breath and spoke.

"Nightingale, what's going on?"

The nightingale's face was sorrowful, and it was instantly covered with a layer of surprise. "Yeqing, how can you speak?" asked blankly, surprised.

"If it weren't for this dead gambler tying me up into a noodle stick, I wouldn't have been at his mercy. He was afraid that my words would affect his good strategy, so he sealed my acupuncture points. Get me out of the way, and I'll be able to lie in the arms of any woman in the world, even if she's ugly and smelly.

However, I was asked to share a bed with a man, and I was still leaning sideways...... If the girl from Jinling City knew about it, who would be willing to give me a hug? Quick, Nightingale, move me away from this place. ”

Nightingale naturally understood what Yeqing meant, and the two men lay close to each other, and it was really not a good story to spread the rumors. Then he glanced at An Zhuyan, and saw An Zhuyan standing with his hands in his hands, without saying a word.

"Dead gambler, if you don't let me go, I swear I'll never gamble with you again. When I'm well, I'll imprison you in the mirror for the rest of your life, so that you can no longer find someone to push cards and shake the dice. ”

An Zhuyan was a little moved, and his body was itchy like crawling with insects.

It is rainy in the south, and there are leeches, large types of snot, scavenging, born on ancient trees, and the smell of people is sparkling.

When a person passes under it, he falls into the human body, that is, he becomes a sore, which is itchy and unbearable, and it is all over the body for a long time.

An Zhuyan couldn't bear it, his body trembled slightly, as if the leech had crawled on him and had sores on his body.

The itch is unbearable, the itch is unbearable.

"Hundred Herbs" records that the itch of leeches is coated with cinnabar and musk, and it is cured.

But Yeqing's words, the itch is not in the skin, but in the heart.

"That's enough, let him out. To tell you the truth, I'm afraid your time is running out. ”

Ye Qing just wanted to scold a few more "dead gamblers", but was blocked by this sentence, and the stalk was in her throat.

When the nightingale heard this, she was so overwhelmed that she almost couldn't stand steadily, but fortunately there was a chair beside her, and for a moment she was weak, and she sat down on the chair.

Xiaoyu has been holding the piano in the Guize Pavilion, except for putting it aside when changing the brazier, the rest of the time she has always held it in front of her, she also heard An Zhuyan's words, and she was also sad like a tide, but it was like the sea was covered with a lid and a big bell, which could only be held in her heart, burning her heart and lungs.

"Don't be so nervous. An Zhuyan saw that the faces of the three people in the house were like ashes, and they were as stiff as corpses, but he was afraid that the three of them had just lost their souls for a while, and they didn't know what terrible things they would do when they came to their senses.

The profession of physician is sometimes more unpredictable than the fate of a killer. When you encounter an unreasonable patient, you will be in a different place on the spot.

At that time, Hua Tuo, a doctor of Peiguo, had superb medical skills and was miraculous, usually just by looking at a glance to know people's conditions, and every incurable disease was cured with medicine.

Once Cao Cao was seriously ill and summoned Hua Tuo to treat him. Hua Tuo excused himself and said: "I've been away from home for a long time, and I just received a letter from home, I miss home, and I want to go home." Cao Cao had to agree for the sake of face. As a result, Hua Tuo returned home for some reason, and he never returned to Cao Cao's side again, and Cao Cao's illness was gone.

Cao Cao was in a hurry, and sent people to urge him several times, but Hua Tuo just didn't go, the reason was: "Madame is sick, I want to take care of Madame." ”

Cao Cao immediately ordered the local officials to go to Hua Tuo's house to check the facts, and gave an order: if his wife was really ill, give him 40 beans and allow him a grace vacation, and if he was found to be lying, then immediately pursue him to justice.

As a result, Hua Tuo lied.

The rest of the matter was natural, Hua Tuo was taken into custody by the government and tortured.

It is rumored in the world that Hua Tuo once "scraped the bones to cure the poison" for Guan Yu, and then treated Cao Cao's headache, and suggested a "craniotomy".

In An Zhuyan's view, Hua Tuo's death was all due to the "scholar" Qinggao. Hua Tuo is a scholar, sees the profession as a doctor, and often regrets it. "Everything is inferior, but only reading is high", Hua Tuo devoted himself to reading, but later treated people. Although he is a miracle doctor, the heart of the scholar does not change, and then because he has a skill, he does not want to be at the mercy of the powerful, so he will suffer this fate.

The healer, sometimes really doesn't know how to properly settle his heart, how to balance the gains and losses on both sides of the scale, and he remembered what his father An Shiyuan said to him when he was dying.

"In this life, practicing medicine to save people, destroying ghosts and eliminating demons, only one person can save but does not save it, just because he can't let go of right and wrong in his heart, and feels that this person should not be saved.

A healer, knowing that he can be saved, but not saving it, is tantamount to murder.

Today I have suffered this retribution, Lang'er don't complain about anyone, don't seek revenge from anyone.??

In the future, if you still want to hang the pot to help the world, don't be like your father who will die and not save him.

Although I am sure that I am good, I am against the heart of the doctor after all.

It's against the heart of the healer. ”

What is the heart of a healer?

If Yeqing can gamble with him now, it will be a great joy in the world.

But no matter how fast Yeqing recovers, it is impossible to bet with him at this moment.

The bells are ringing, and the catkins are still the same on the spring night.

Outside the window, a figure walked towards Xunwu Pavilion. The night faded behind him, and he got closer and closer to An Zhuyan.