Dare to Believe the Country and Live Up to Your Honor Ⅲ

"What is Doctor Ma?" Gongsun Mingyue asked, looking at Qiu'er's back.

"The doctor who saw you last night, he said yesterday that if you wake up today, go and call him." Ponce wanted to help him to sleep, "You are still weak, so you need to rest well."

"I'm fine." Gongsun Mingyue did feel uncomfortable, but he didn't want him to think he was too fragile, so he refused to lie down, but sat up straight stubbornly and said, "Don't you think I'm fine?"

Pang Ce couldn't help it, so he had to let him go. He has always been like this, and no one can change his own decision.

"Okay, it's really good. It's so good that I fainted from the rain last night. Fortunately, I brought you back in time." Ponce stood up and walked to the table. He wanted to pour him a glass of water.

"You brought me back?" Gongsun Mingyue vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a vague shadow hugging her in her arms last night, but she didn't expect it to be him.

"Otherwise who do you think?" Ponce asked while pouring water.

Gongsun Mingyue bowed his head and remained silent. He didn't think who it was, but he didn't think it was really him.

"Why don't you talk?" Ponce had already come to the bed, handed him the water glass in his hand, and then sat down on the bed in confusion.

He was always like this, never saying what was on his mind, could it be that he was so unworthy of his trust?Or maybe he didn't want to tell him at all.

"Doctor Ma is here." Qiu'er's voice came before he arrived.

Gongsun Mingyue looked at the water glass in his hand, then at Pang Ce who was sitting by the bed, smiled faintly, and handed him the water glass.

His smile looked unnatural, as if it was forced out from the corner of his mouth. Ponce reached for the water glass without saying a word, then got up and left the bed.

When Qiu'er pulled Dr. Ma into the door, Pon Ce was walking towards the table, ready to put down the water glass.

Dr. Ma, who was over [-] years old, was pulled by him to walk like flying, and almost fell down when he entered the door. While adjusting his messy steps, he said out of breath: "General, you are going to kill me."

"Okay, okay, don't say any more, let's see how the young master is doing." Qiu'er pulled him to the bed, completely ignoring his feelings.

Gongsun Mingyue looked at the old man with silvery white hair who was sweating profusely in front of him, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry, we have Doctor Lao Ma."

"Mr. Gongsun, you are too polite. You are also a master of medicine. The little old man only knows the surface, so it is not worth mentioning." Doctor Ma admired Gongsun Mingyue very much.

"Okay, don't be polite, let's take a look." Qiu'er felt that it was too much time for these two people to be polite here, so he simply pushed Dr. Ma to the side of the bed and said eagerly, "Wait and see." , let’s talk slowly.”

Dr. Ma took Gongsun Mingyue's right hand and put it on his life vein. Suddenly, the room became very quiet, and there was no sound at all. Everyone seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeat.

After a long time, Doctor Ma let go of Gongsun Mingyue, stared at his face and asked, "Did you ever suffer from severe cold?"

Pon Ce also felt curious, so he couldn't help but get closer.

Deep in Gongsun Mingyue's memory, she was sure that she had suffered from a cold illness, but she couldn't say it, because Pang Ce had forgotten it, and only he still remembered it.

"No." Gongsun Mingyue couldn't help lowering his head because he was lying, he was afraid that others would see the flaws on his face.

"That's strange." Dr. Ma frowned suspiciously, but still stared at him and said, "You obviously have a cold syndrome that has not been resolved for many years, and now it has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Ordinary herbal medicines can't help it at all." healing."

"Do you often feel cold recently, and sometimes even cotton-padded quilts make you feel that you can't keep warm?" Doctor Ma continued to ask.

"Doctor Ma, you are amazing. You have been like this since this year." Qiu'er said quickly without waiting for Gongsun Mingyue to reply.

Gongsun Mingyue raised her head and glared at Qiu'er, which caused Qiu'er to lower her head involuntarily.

"Doctor Ma, I just have a typhoid fever attack, nothing else." Gongsun Mingyue was about to get up, he lifted the quilt and said, "I don't know about my own body?"

Doctor Ma didn't speak, and he didn't stop him from getting up. He even stopped Qiu'er and Pon Ce who wanted to help. He wanted to see how he got up now that his limbs were weak.

Gongsun Mingyue struggled to get off the bed, but his legs and feet were weak. He had to hold on to the bed frame and barely stood up straight, but it was impossible to walk, so he could only lean against the bed and looked at the three in front of him in embarrassment. personal.

"Gongsun Gongzi, now that the cold has spread to your limbs, I don't think you can walk without medicine." Doctor Ma said with a smile, "You are a doctor yourself, so you should know whether my words are true."

Gongsun Mingyue was no longer able to support his body to stand up. He let go of his hand and let his body slide to the side of the bed.Yes, he understands what Dr. Ma said, he understands the physical illness in his heart, but he doesn't want to admit it, let alone show weakness, especially in front of him, but now all pretense is useless, he feels physically and mentally exhausted, maybe just Just fall down like this, and save all troubles in the world.

"Gongsun Gongzi, your illness is very troublesome. It is almost impossible to cure it unless there is a miracle. But the old man has a prescription that can help you restrain the spread of cold disease. Although it cannot cure your illness, it can relieve it. I don’t know. Would you like to give it a try?" Dr. Ma sat on the edge of the bed and supported his cold body, asking with concern.

"Yes, of course." Qiu'er excitedly shook Doctor Ma's arm.

He knew that there was no hope of recovery, and he was not afraid of death, but what he feared most was having him face his own death. He had seen it last time, and he didn't want him to face it again this time.

"Gongsun Mingyue believes in Mr., so please ask him to prescribe the medicine." Gongsun Mingyue said weakly. The only way in front of him now is to save his life, because he still has important things to do. Since he is unable to save himself, then Can only rely on others.

Looking at his more haggard face, Pang Ce felt a deep sense of self-blame in his heart. Isn't he responsible for what he is doing now?

"Doctor Ma, I'll go get the medicine with you." Seeing that Doctor Ma had finished writing, Qiu'er immediately snatched the medicine list from his hand, and dragged him to run out the door.

"General, please slow down, old people are not as strong as you young people." Doctor Ma said pantingly, he ran over just now, should he run back again, if that is the case, Gongsun Mingyue may not be healed yet I have already returned to the west.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qiu'er felt that she was a little anxious, and she forgot that the other party was an old man in her sixties.

Doctor Ma was supported by Qiu'er and left the room. Pang Ce looked at their backs and sighed deeply: "When did you catch the severe cold?"

Gongsun Mingyue dodged her eyes, lowered her head and said softly: "No, never."

Ponce turned around and walked to him and sat down, with a forced smile on his lips: "Aren't you even willing to tell me?"

"No..." Gongsun Mingyue didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure if Pang Ce remembered the past like himself, or he was just testing himself.

"You don't need to say it, I understand." Ponce's eyes did not have any focus, and he didn't want to guess his thoughts anymore. If everything was his own wishful thinking, then he would definitely let it go.As if he had made up his mind, he looked away and asked softly, "Tell me, am I wrong?"

Pang Ce's words made Gongsun Mingyue stunned. He didn't know how to answer, would he make a mistake?What could be wrong?Do you mean anything to him?Could it be that after so long, he still needs to say clearly what he means to him?

After waiting for Gongsun Mingyue's answer for a long time, Pang Ce couldn't help turning his head to look at him with a gloomy look in his eyes. Was he not answering because he didn't have it or because he had it?What exactly does that mean?

"Why don't you talk?" Ponze stared at him and asked, he needed to get a response instead of relying on his own imagination all the time, he wanted to get more, instead of seeing him by his side, but he couldn't do anything.

"I don't know how to say it." Gongsun Mingyue didn't dare to look him in the eyes, because he was afraid that his heart would soften, and he was afraid that he would accidentally fall into it and forget his mission.

"Don't you even know your own thoughts?" Pon Ce said with a contemptuous smile, "Is it possible?"

"I really don't know." Gongsun Mingyue didn't like his smile, and always felt that the two of them were getting more and more distant.

Pang Ce stood up, sighed and said, "Forget it, since you don't know, it's fine, I won't force it."

After he finished speaking, he was about to walk out the door, but he obviously remembered something, and suddenly stopped where he was, and asked without looking back, "Are you sure you want to find Li Binghao?"

Gongsun Mingyue looked at his lonely back, her nose was a little sore, and she choked up: "It must."

"Who can make you change your mind? Yanxi?" Pang Ce continued to ask, afraid of hearing the truth, but at this moment he had to choose to listen, because only in this way would he give up.

Gongsun Mingyue didn't understand why he talked about Yan Xi again, it was like this last time, and it's like this again this time, last time he could bear it, but this time he absolutely couldn't.

He struggled to stand up, but his weak limbs knocked him down again. Hearing the movement behind him, Ponce quickly turned around and saw that he was falling on the side of the bed at this moment, his face paler, as if all the anger in his body was gone. Being taken away bit by bit.

He strode up, picked him up easily, and slowly put him on the bed.

His embrace has always been a very, very warm feeling, which seems to have never been given to him by anyone except him, and he greedily felt the warmth of that moment.

"You're still sick, why did you get out of bed?" Ponce let him lie down unhappily, and asked reproachfully.

"No one can change my mind, not even Yanxi." Gongsun Mingyue looked into his eyes and said firmly.

Ponce looked at him with incredible eyes, what did he mean?Did he tell himself that his heart was not with Yan Xi?