The Years I Was Slapped in the Face [Quick Transmigration]

After Bai Zirong said those words, the surrounding atmosphere changed, and it was so dull that people felt uncomfortable.

Both of them had their own thoughts in their hearts, and neither of them spoke anymore, and separated the distance from each other with silence.

After Yao Lao came over, he asked A Chang a few words to check his current condition for him.

Bai Zirong didn't look over there, but his ears were listening to their words.The deep voice came from the side, not as peaceful and joyful as it used to be.He sat here, listening to the familiar voice and even began to feel irritated.

Especially irritable.

His index finger moved, and there was an overly heavy gloomy emotion in his dark and dull eyes.He looked at the door, and the image of Ah Chang picking up his finger appeared in his mind and hadn't left for a long time.That knife, that scene, was engraved heavily on his heart, pressing on his chest like a boulder, making him breathless.

After the diagnosis, the old man lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"How is it?" Bai Zirong asked him impatiently, but his tone was not very good.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Say whether it is serious or not." He gave an ambiguous answer, an answer that should not come from the mouth of a doctor like him.

Hearing what he said, Bai Zirong frowned, his face turned cold.He was dissatisfied with the old man's answer, and the man with bad eyes turned his head slowly, looking at the old man in front of him, those eyes seemed to have ice that could not be melted, and the cold heart trembled.

The old man understood his dissatisfaction, and also understood his bad mood now, but he was not nervous, but said calmly: "Ban Zui Sheng's medicinal effect is special, you should also know it. Ban Zui Sheng will disturb other people's sanity. , what harms the human brain. The poison, I can undo it. But under the effect of half-drunk medicine." He stretched out his hand and nodded, "There may be some problems here, and there is no way to know the problems now. "

"If he was poisoned lightly, it would be nothing. Most likely it would just leave him with a headache. But now he..." He was ambiguous at this point, leaving a meaningful pause, "Will this give him I can't guarantee what questions are left, and how he will recover when he recovers. I have no way to determine the situation in his brain, and everything can only be confirmed by 'watching' and 'asking'."

"Practicing medicine and treating diseases, observing and inquiring itself is a great knowledge and judgment of diagnosis and treatment. But 'some things may not be seen through'; some questions may not be able to ask any questions." He pointed to Ah Chang said a word.

A Chang raised his eyes, and with a pale face, he said indifferently: "This is nothing to you. You are a famous doctor, and the famous doctor will definitely look after you, right?"

Yao Lao didn't answer, he stroked his beard, got up and went to the medicine box in front of him to pick and choose, looking for medicine for Ah Chang.He found three kinds of medicinal materials, then picked up the small jar and opened it. There was only a thin layer of medicinal powder inside, which was obviously not enough for him.

He shook the remaining powder in the jar, raised his head and said to Bai Zirong, "Young master, some of the medicine I gave him is missing, please go and get some for me. The herbs are in the back mountain. I planted a blue clover herb, you go pick some leaves, remember not to touch the roots."

Bai Zirong remained silent, and left directly.

After he left, the old man sat next to Ah Chang, where Bai Zirong was originally sitting.He poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and said: "There are many kinds of drugs in the world, and being half-drunk is not the most poisonous or fatal drug, but it is the most special drug effect, and it is also the least common drug in the world. One type of poison. Very few people in the world know about it.” He put down his teacup, “What you need most for half-drunk students are two special poisonous weeds, and these two kinds of poisonous weeds are very rare, if the dosage is not controlled properly, the effect will Not the same, the raw materials are useless. Ordinary people who know medicine and poisons can’t make this medicine, and the prescriptions are only known by people from Jueya Medicine Valley.”

Ah Chang listened to him quietly, without interrupting or asking questions.

"The Jueya Medicine Valley is my teacher's school. My master only accepted two apprentices in his life, so we are the only ones who can get this medicine. Also because we were young and absurd, there were indeed a few bottles that were made by us in the early years. It exists in the rivers and lakes. It is nothing if you are poisoned. But..." He frowned, "I only gave nine pills of Nanyang Aijia's antidote, but you took a lot of antidote, which caused all The bases of the nails are slightly bluish."

"Also, a few river grasses." He said, with a serious face, "Only those of us in Jueya Yaogu know that how much river grass Ban Zuisheng added will disturb others, and it is impossible to determine the amount of medicine and the as a result of."

"Chang Gui." He called out a name to A Chang, "Is my grand-nephew with you? Working for you?"

Ah Chang thought for a while and said honestly, "I don't know."

The old man closed his eyes and opened them again, "Do you know why I said that just now?"

"I know." Ah Chang nodded and said, "You mean that you can detoxify, but my recovery after detoxification must be determined by 'seeing' and 'asking'. Do you think I have something to do now? Concealing, you think I ate a few river grasses to confuse others' judgment. And why I confuse is because I don't want others to see that I take a small dose of medicine, I want to deceive people, so you think I will lie to you, Because of this lie, there will be many more questions, and your diagnosis may be misled by me, right?"

"Yes. That's why I said, whether it is serious or not."

Ah Chang nodded, "Then I can tell you very clearly that I will not lie to you, Jihecao and Changgui, I really don't know who it is now, and I don't know what caused me to do this. You have to know, if I knew about Changgui, I wouldn’t come to you again. If I didn’t want to get better, I wouldn’t cut off my finger and ask you to heal me.”

"I'm begging you to heal now, that means I won't lie to you, I want to get better." A Chang said: "I did take a lot of antidote, and my mind was clearer than before in the later stage. , I can also think of some fragments. But those fragments are just fleeting fireworks, they can’t be kept, and they are gone after a flash. I know my problem, and I want to get better. I need you very much, and I also need someone who is not A confused head and a clear past." He paused here, "But I don't need his fingers to complete what I want, and I don't want to see him cut off his fingers, so that it will make you feel uncomfortable. Good practice."

Yao Lao looked at him for a moment, then looked away, "I hope you have told me the truth, a few river grasses will disturb my judgment, if what you just said is true, then the amount of medicine you took is It won’t be very light, we need to increase the dose now. The antidote you took before can alleviate and suppress the toxicity, and it’s not enough to completely undo it now, but we need to add more grass.”

"He was raped twice twice, and almost all the medicine from Nanyang Aijia went into his stomach. The first time he took four pills of antidote and he was fine, leaving only a headache; the second time The second time I ate three pills from Nanyang’s family. I carried a small bottle of antidote with me, but the pills were smaller than what you made. Before the medicine was finished, the condition was very serious. I was just stupid. I took it a little later. Some, if it weren't for these medicines, people would have been useless long ago."

Before Ah Chang could say anything, Bai Zirong's voice came from the door, explaining his situation clearly.

Ah Chang and the old man looked towards the door together, only to see him leaning in front of the door, pinching the blue leaf in his hand and putting it under his nose to smell it, and then he finished talking casually.

Ah Chang was taken aback, not knowing how long he had been back, nor how much he had listened to. He had just been out for a short time, and the old man would not say a very close location, but he could come back so quickly. good person?

A Chang didn't know what Bai Zirong was thinking in front of him now, and Bai Zirong didn't ask any questions. He didn't mention a few rivers and grasses or other questions in today's conversation. After that, how good is A Chang's poison? He didn't bother to ask.Ah Chang wanted to talk to him, but he didn't know what to say in front of his indifferent face that seemed to be indifferent to everything.

Yao Lao lived in a small place, and there were only two rooms he could live in, one for himself, and one for Ah Chang and Bai Zirong.The two of them had always lived together before, and Ah Chang was very used to the two of them leaning together at night, but after the finger was cut off, they felt different living together, and they didn't feel warm when they huddled together at that time.

The missing part of Ah Chang's hand was still hurting, he was lying on the bed, behind him was a man who was not talking to him.Somehow.Ah Chang touched his wrist, feeling uncomfortable.

It may be that the hand hurts too much, and the pain makes him feel uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes, and the two lay facing different directions. They were so close, but there was a fast-moving river between them, preventing them from walking to the opposite bank.

The long night is very cold, and also somewhat depressed and lonely.

After a long time after the candles were extinguished, they ushered in their respective dreams.

A Chang had a dream. In the dream, he was dragged by a person through the streets and alleys, from the street to the arch bridge. The place under the bridge was very lively, noisy as if something new was happening.

He poked his neck out of curiosity for a long time, finally smiled and took out ten taels of silver from his pocket, raised his hand and threw it into the crowd.

The money fell at the man's feet, and a white hand picked up the silver on the ground. The owner of the hand raised his head to reveal a familiar face.Then he opened his eyes slightly, and then smiled frivolously at him.

"Did you bring wine today?"

"No." Ah Chang shook his head, "I only brought stories today."

"Come and tell me."

"it is good."

He leaned towards that person, but no matter how he walked, the distance from him was still so far...

Bai Zirong also had a dream.

In the dream, the sword, light and sword shadow, one moment is the frontier fortress strewn with corpses, and the next moment is the gazebo of that summer.

He was stopped by someone riding a white horse. In the pavilion sat a young man with luxurious clothes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes.He is about the same age as him but much calmer than him. He is like a green pine and a green bamboo. His tenacity reveals an overly righteous strength, which is the opposite of him who is reckless and lazy.

He doesn't like such people very much, and such people should also hate him.

He scratched his head with the whip, not knowing the other party's intention to stop him.

The servant in Tsing Yi next to the young man came to him and asked him to go, and he got off the horse without hesitation. As a result, the moment he got off the horse, he came to the battlefield again, and then came to the forest from the battlefield. It sounded in his ears, but he didn't care.He always felt that he could just live a more comfortable life in this world, so there was no need to cling to other people's opinions and most of the world's rules.

The world sees him crazy, arrogant, and profligate, but he sees it relaxed and chic, and forgets it in a blink of an eye after the good wine.

Some people hate his way of life, some people envy his way of life, the way of life he chooses made him reviled, and also made him free.He has always thought that he would live like that, that every day counts as a happy day, and a living day counts as a day.Until a competition in the pavilion, a jug of fine wine, a concession once, a helping hand twice, and ten taels of silver fell in front of him, smashing his chicness from then on.

He looked under the bridge to the bridge, and the man smiled at him. It was a familiar face, with a mature change.

That was his old friend.

It was his friend who decided unilaterally.

He looked at the man, thinking absentmindedly, it was one-sided, everything was one-sided.It's true when it's a friend, it's true when it's a lover, and it's true when you believe it.He gave it to the other party unilaterally, and the other party was unwilling to give it to him.He was even guarding against him, and he didn't even tell him that the situation was getting better.

Whether it is a few river grasses or Changgui, he doesn't know about those.

He was a little disappointed and laughed at himself, and then felt ridiculous.They have always seen clearly, and they all understand some things intelligently.Some of the things you should like about me without me liking you.

Ah Chang does not accept himself, so he never takes himself with him, does not give hope, and is terribly resolute.

He likes him, no matter what he does to others, he will not be presumptuous in front of him, he will not be crazy in front of him, and he will not feel that he likes the other party, the other party must like him too.

Whatever you say is what you want, what you choose, and what you want to give.Either accept it or leave, why bother to feel sorry for yourself?What position is there to regret the unilateral affection?

Be aware that the other party and you never look at things from the same angle.

The meaning in your eyes may be meaningless in the eyes of the other party.

He thought about it and suddenly laughed, he didn't know what he was laughing at, and felt an indescribably lonely heart.

He was bent over, laughing at everything about himself.The shadow belonging to him at the side did not follow his movements, but was looking at him calmly, disgusted and despised his actions, and dishonestly left him, and began to bark his teeth and claws.

The shadow's body twisted and changed its original posture, the black water flowed from his body, he opened his mouth wide, making a noise as if he wanted to do something.

What exactly do you want to do?

What are you dishonest about?

When Bai Zirong noticed this, he froze for a moment, then woke up, his heart beating two beats faster.

He opened his eyes, and gusts of cold wind blew in through the half-open window, which brought an unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

He slowed down, pulled himself away from that thought, and turned to look at Ah Chang who was resting aside.

On the chair beside him was an empty medicine bowl, with a light dark brown trace remaining inside.The hand tied with the white cloth was placed on the quilt, and there was a gap in the completeness.

Bai Zirong stared there for a long time, but he couldn't see the complete appearance no matter how he looked at it, and he felt more and more uncomfortable.

If his finger is so broken that he doesn't feel anything, and if it is missing, it will be missing, and maybe he can still leave some traces in the heart of this person, some new traces that do not belong to the past.Looking at his severed finger, he would not feel uncomfortable.But it was broken in the opponent's hand, he always felt uncomfortable looking at it, and it was also very unpleasant.

—Give it back to him.

--return.

He held the short knife by his side, trying to insert the knife into Old Yao's eyes and chest.No matter how uncomfortable he is, he will make the other party feel as much pain.

He repeatedly clenched and let go of the knife, and he couldn't keep fighting with the thought of wanting to go.He sat for a long time with a cold face, and finally put down the knife.A sigh came out of his mouth, he looked at the people beside him, and couldn't help but gently touched the back of Ah Chang's injured hand with his hand.

cold.

The temperature there was so cold that he couldn't show his usual smile on his face.

"Are you going to cry?" The man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his mouth, and Bai Zirong withdrew his hand when he heard his voice.

Ah Chang opened his eyes and sat up, and asked him, "How long are you going to fight with me?"