Practicing Medicine in Three Kingdoms

The wind blows the fine snow, piercing the eye sockets icily.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, and they will be driven far away. No one dares to block the path of the old lady who has gone through three generations. She consciously opens up an empty road wherever she goes.

The back of Sun Quanli standing at the end of the lane seemed so far away.

It's too far away to see clearly.

But I can vaguely see a white dress curled up in the bitter winter wind, fluttering non-stop.

The 12-year-old boy Sun Quan suddenly appeared in the undulating sight, holding a sword to protect others, and looking at each other with a cold face.

The mother and son were once so close, but they seemed to be standing on both sides of the sky.

Now separated by the whirling north wind and the gloomy sky, the young man's indifferent figure stood firmly in front of the crowd like a cliff, not giving an inch.

She thought that Quan'er had already grown so tall.

……

Such thoughts were fleeting, and the noisy voices flooded into reality again.

Pitiful, sad, retribution... The rustling mouse pointed like a hairy arrow, and her relaxed five fingers suddenly clasped the arm of the supporting young man, and she stood up slowly with his strength.

With tears in his eyes, he turned around and said in a deep voice that only the two of them could hear: "Who?"

The news of Dantu has already come, but she doesn't believe that Sun Hao has this ability.

Dozens of aristocratic families were wiped out overnight, and blood was splashed on the long street. Others didn't know the doorway inside, but she clearly knew whose handwriting it was.

"But if I kill these thousand people, no one will dare to speak nonsense again."

With the north wind blowing in my ears, the young man's cold voice vaguely floated in my mind.

Her eyes calmed down completely, and she looked up at the silent young man, as if trying to figure out the intention behind the silence.

After a while, he said coolly: "The aristocratic family has been destroyed, and there are not many left, but there are still mice in the clan that have not been caught--Sun Hao doesn't have that ability, Sun Xu doesn't have the courage, and Sun Fu is not here. Brothers There are only a few people who can be considered successful here, if the traitor is not caught, it will always be a disaster for Quan'er."

After hearing these words, Li Yinzhou knew that she had regained her strength, and today's secret would be sealed in the coffin forever and brought underground.

"Someone is incompetent and unable to find out the truth. The old lady is highly respected. I hope you will help the lord more."

He helped the old lady back out of the empty road, turned around and picked up the crutches that fell on the ground.

The weight in the hand is heavy, and the crutches are carefully polished and smooth, with fine carvings carved on the top.

Dense cloud patterns, hanging down the strands woven of gold and silver threads.This is a good wood for tribute from below. In the age of the wilderness, even the noble ladies in the palace may not be able to use such an expensive thing, but she is used to seeing it in her hands.

He put the crutches under her hands, and the weight was enough to support her to continue walking.

Mrs. Sun glanced at him blankly, but her hoarse voice was flat: "You have put your heart into it."

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A few feet away from the crowd, Ling Tong approached Ling Cao with some hesitation: "Father, the old lady already knows that she loves the general the most and has always acted viciously. This blow to her is huge, will she interfere in the situation in turn? "

Ling Cao tensed his arms, his solemn eyes were indescribably cautious, but he stopped his movements under Li Yinzhou's peaceful expression.

The old lady is not a kind person, but she takes care of Mrs. Sun more than anyone else.

It seems that Li Yinzhou has persuaded her.

He loosened his clenched hands little by little, and wiped his wet palms on his waist. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and knocked on his son's forehead forcefully: "What do you say? Let you keep an eye on Sun Xiaomei and Mr. Li, you run away." What are you doing here?"

Ling Tong's mind was buzzing, and he didn't feel like talking for a while.

I wanted to say that you fell all over the place, but I swallowed this sentence because of my father's face, and found another excuse in a face-saving way: "I think Mr. Li seems to have something to say to the old lady alone, Don't get in the way. Since Mr. Li has persuaded her to leave, I think she won't get angry again in the future. "

Ling Cao let out a snort and pretended to hear it, jumped up, threw off his robe, and went back to the coffin as if nothing had happened.

Looking down condescendingly for a week, he saw Sun Shangxiang standing far away in the crowd, and Gu Shao held her wrist, as if whispering something to her.

Ling Caoying's brows were slightly tightened.

It was never expected before that it was the Gu family who came to help, and the aristocratic family has withered to this point. For the Gu and Lu families, it is undoubtedly a serious injury that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred.

How will the Gu family choose in the future?

Is it willing to be a minister and simply climb up to the family of the Sun family, or continue to share joys and sorrows with the Lu family and sink together?

He rested his chin and looked at Gu Shao, who had clear and clean eyebrows. The young man's thoughts were simple and transparent, which made it even more difficult for people to understand what plans he could have.

Gu Shao took out a green plum from his sleeve as if by magic.

In the gray sky, this fresh green spot breaks through the gloomy wind and snow, giving off a cool fragrance.

It's not yet the twelfth lunar month, and I don't know where he found such a new plum. Gu Shao, who always speaks well,

The Lord was like a rough man like him, he hesitated and couldn't open his mouth in front of the girl he liked.

Looking at such a scene, Ling Cao put those plans behind him for a moment, and subconsciously pulled his lips.

Gu Shao's youthful appearance reminded him of the rough boy in Sichuan who was not afraid of anything, but was afraid of someone ringing a bell with his hands on his hips.

The past is vivid.

Ling Cao looked away, twisted his neck expressionlessly, loosened his muscles and bones, dragged his gun, and cut through the cold snow stains all over the ground.

He raised his hand to greet the cronies who carried the coffin.

"Keep going, don't stop."

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Three days later it was the funeral, and the clansmen from all over the place rushed to Wu County non-stop from various counties.

The news of Sun Quan's purging of Sun Hao's heavy army has already spread, and at the same time the family has been bloodbathed. The new lord's style has been clearly distinguished, and he is by no means the splendid burden that was rumored to be a success or failure.

No one dared to belittle him at this juncture, at least he couldn't be faulted on the surface, and the new official took office with three fires, not to mention that this was a change of master, so he had to turn over old accounts and make new cards.

Sun Quan was busy with his foreign ministers, so the old lady took the time to meet up with these relatives, who were far or near. Perhaps she was too old to endure such hard work, so she often asked the doctor to check her pulse by her side.

On a gloomy winter day, the snow is getting more and more misty.

At the beginning, it was just as thin and crystal clear as salt sprinkled, and then the snowflakes stuck together and fluttered like goose feathers, falling on the eyelashes, making people unable to open their eyes.

Sun Ben led a few brothers into the Sun Mansion with white hair and snowflakes on their heads.

His resolute face, which was originally carved by the frontier sandstorm, was stained with faint anger, and became more majestic, and his sword-shaped eyebrows were stained with a layer of ice crystals, making him even more ruthless and selfless.

Sun Fu followed behind step by step, with a face resembling that of his elder brother who had been nourished in Xiaoyushui Township for many years, and he had cultivated a calm and gentle demeanor.

Today, he was only dressed in snow-white clothes, tied up his hair with a hosta, and looked like an outsider in the wind and moon.

The old lady picked up a cup of tea, blocked her sight with a faint mist, took a sip of tea slowly, and rubbed her forehead when the coolness in her chest dissipated slightly.

"Guoyi." She called Sun Fu affectionately and called him to her face.

Sun Ben's gaze was extremely cold: "I want to see the young master."

The author has something to say: It’s too late, because the snowy mooncake QVQ just sent out in the morning, I feel bad after eating it

What kind of devil's operation is stuffing five kernels in the ice skin!Has been hurt to TvT