"Big brother, what's wrong, why are you crying?"

"Grandpa grandpa is dying, he can't talk anymore and he fell"

Dasheng cried and cried, and his sad words were incoherent. Don't look at Dasheng is three years older than Mu Yi, but his mind is much younger than Mu Yi, as long as his grandfather is not there, Mu Yi is in charge.

"Big brother, don't worry, take a deep breath first and speak slowly. "

Mu Yi was nervous for a while, not knowing what happened to his grandfather.

"As soon as I made dinner and called my grandfather to eat, I saw him lying in the yard with blood on his face!

"Big brother, don't cry yet, grandpa is fine!Let's go, let's go find the dumb grandpa, with the dumb grandpa here, grandpa will be fine!"

Grandpa Dumb is a barefoot doctor in the village, self-taught in medicine, and has a pivotal position in the isolated mountains.

Mu Yi was also scared, but now was not the time to cry! If he ran out of ideas, what would grandpa and eldest brother do!

''Sanhei, you take your eldest brother back first, I'll go find the dumb grandfather, and then I'll arrive.'' "

By the time Mu Yi walked home with his mute grandfather, the old patriarch had been moved to the bed by Da Sheng, the blood stains on his face had been washed away, and there was an obvious scar on his forehead, which was very deep and constantly oozing blood. Dasheng was full of tears, and he was at a loss on the side, so he could only keep helping the old patriarch wipe off the blood that flowed on his face, and Sanhei touched this and that on the old patriarch's body, and was carefully checking the old patriarch's injuries.

"Xiao Yi, you're back, the wound on grandpa's head is so deep, it hurts!"

Dasheng came back quickly, and after waiting for the old patriarch for most of the day, he felt that his grandfather was also in pain for most of the day, and he was very distressed.

"Dumb grandpa, go and see how grandpa is. "

The dumb grandfather put down the medicine box, took out some herbs from it, put it in a wooden pestle and mashed it, and applied it to the old patriarch's wound, stopping the bleeding for the old patriarch first. Then he opened the old patriarch's eyelids and looked at it, touched the old patriarch's pulse again, and then shook his head.

Mu Yi suddenly lost his spiritual pillar and lost his backbone. I have always comforted myself with the idea that the dumb grandfather can save the grandfather, and now when I see the dumb grandfather shaking his head, how can I not be afraid. No matter how precocious Mu Yi is, he is only ten years old.

"Ahh

The dumb grandfather babbled while gesturing with his hands, meaning that it can't be cured, so let's prepare for the aftermath as soon as possible!

Mu Yi didn't speak for a long time, not wanting to believe that his grandfather had left him like this. Dasheng even cried.

"Don't be sad yet, it's not time to despair. The old patriarch fell and hit his head, causing bruises in his brain, so he fell unconscious. "

"Sanhei, do you have a way to save grandpa?"

Mu Yixiang grasped the life-saving straw and ignited hope again.

"Maybe it wasn't before, but now it is. As long as the blood in the old patriarch's brain is dredged, the old patriarch will naturally wake up!"

"Then Sanhei, hurry up and help grandpa dredge it!"

"I can't, I have a seal in my body, even if I can forcibly call the spiritual power in my body, I can't hold my balance. Dredging the blood vessels of the brain requires a very precise grasp of the aura, otherwise not only will it not be able to dredge the congestion, but it will also cost the life of the old patriarch!

"But I've only used it once, and I'm not sure how to get it right!"

"Only when people encounter a life-and-death situation can they exert their great potential! Only when you believe in yourself can you fully control your spiritual power!"

"Okay, for the sake of grandpa, I also have to believe in myself!"

"That's right, you can afford to put it down, believe in yourself, and not be affected by external objects, so that you can better communicate the spiritual power in your body. "

"What am I going to do?"

"Relax, let go of distractions, and concentrate on your mind without distractions. Slowly guide the aura in the sea of consciousness, follow your consciousness, enter the brain of the old patriarch, find the blood clots, and use spiritual power to break the blood clots, which can play a role in dredging the blood congestion. Remember, you must not make the aura fluctuate, otherwise it will hurt the old patriarch's brain, or even kill the old patriarch!"

Mu Yi followed Sanhei's instructions, took a deep breath, got rid of distracting thoughts, and slowly entered the realm of selflessness, constantly running in and communicating with a trace of aura from consciousness and the sea of knowledge, and when the time was ripe, he slowly guided this trace of aura into the old patriarch's brain, cautiously, and explored along the blood vessels little by little. Mu Yi seemed to be calm, but in fact he was highly nervous. Accurately guiding the aura to explore other people's bodies is very difficult for the current Mu Yi, and his consciousness is consumed very quickly, and layers of dense sweat have oozed from his forehead.

Finally, a quarter of an hour later, Mu Yi found a blood clot in the old patriarch's brain, and it was this blood clot that prevented the old patriarch from waking up. Mu Yi didn't dare to be careless, and slowly guided the aura to surround the blood clots, cutting and crushing the blood clots little by little. Time passed very slowly, and after half an hour, the aura was exhausted, and only a small half of the blood clot was cut off.

Mu Yi's forehead was covered with sweat, panting, and he was more tired than him running all afternoon!

"How, is the blood clot cleared?"

"Not yet, just a small piece of it. "

"It seems that I underestimated the extent of the old patriarch's fall! The blood clot must be cleaned up in one go, otherwise it will continue to gather together!

Sanhei is also a little embarrassed.

"No, you can't give up!"

Mu Yi gasped for a while, and adjusted his state again, this time he used two traces of aura in Zhihai at once, which was much more difficult than the last time, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Sanhei also sweated for Mu Yi, but this was also a good opportunity to exercise Mu Yi's mastery of physical strength and the power of the stars, so Sanhei didn't stop it.

When Mu Yi found the blood clot again, he found that the blood clot was indeed as Sanhei said, and a small part of the original part had been gathered together.

Mu Yi didn't dare to waste time, and mobilized two traces of aura and blood clots with all his strength to fight!

An hour later, Mu Yi slowly opened his eyes, saw Dasheng's concerned and urgent eyes, said "It's okay", and fainted with exhaustion.

By the time Mu Yi woke up, it was already the next morning.

When Mu Yi opened his eyes, he saw the peaceful gaze of the old patriarch, looking at him lovingly.

"Grandpa, you're alright! "

Mu Yi sat up suddenly, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and Venus flew wildly.

Mu Yi is hungry, he spent too much energy last night, and he hasn't eaten until now, so he sat up suddenly, can he not see Venus in front of him.

"Slow down, it's still so reckless. Grandpa is fine, thanks to Yi'er. "

The old patriarch helped Mu Yi up, looked at Mu Yi's pale face, and felt very sad, how much suffering Yi Er had to suffer last night!

"It's all grandpa useless, old, and accidentally falling, which makes you and Dasheng worried!"

"It's because I'm too ignorant to care about my grandfather! Besides, grandpa is fine, aren't I okay, it's just weakness, how big things are, and I can make up for it in one meal." "

Mu Yi knew that his grandfather couldn't take care of himself because he was old, and the two little grandchildren who had been worried about him all night were sad, so he quickly opened the topic so as not to make his grandfather sad.

"Big brother, big brother, I'm hungry, are you okay?"

Mu Yi shouted at the top of his voice, not at all like prostration, of course this was for the old patriarch to see.

"Alright, alright, it's always hot in the pot, I'll bring it to you. "

Dasheng ran in with a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

"It's hot, it's hot, come, come, drink it while it's hot!"

"It's just millet porridge, it's so light, how to eat it. "

Mu Yi made a bitter face and said coquettishly to his grandfather.

"I know you're greedy, No, this chicken leg is for you. "

"It's still my eldest brother who loves me. "

Mu Yi grinned and smiled, but was robbed by Sanhei's sentence "Void is not replenished, millet porridge is the best at the beginning of a serious illness", which made the old patriarch and Dasheng laugh.

From then on, Mu Yi rarely went out during the day, except for going to the small hillside at night to absorb the power of the stars, he chatted with the old patriarch at home the rest of the time. The old patriarch asked Mu Yi why he didn't go out on an adventure, and Mu Yi said that his strength was not enough, and his life was very important. The old patriarch understands that the lack of strength is fake, it is true to watch his grandfather at home, as long as the old patriarch comes to walk together, Mu Yi will follow closely, although he does not support, but he does not leave, it is obvious that he is afraid that he will fall again. The old patriarch didn't ask anymore and didn't say anything. He didn't tell Mu Yi the three-month deadline that the old fairy said, he didn't want Mu Yi to worry, every day of these three months could be safe and stable, and he lived in peace, even if he died suddenly after three months, the old patriarch had no regrets.