National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Time flies like a white horse, and it is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

The wind in the dog days brings heat waves, sweeping over people one after another. It is so hot that they just want to hide in the cool water.

The streets of Qichuan City are still crowded with people, peddlers hawking, merchants yelling, bustling and lively, not much worse than Kyoto.

In a relatively clean courtyard outside Qichuan City, there was smoke from a house cooking.

Mo Qi pushed open the door of the yard and walked in. He held a bag of freshly caught herbs in his hand, and fanned himself with an old fan sold by street vendors in the other hand.

He pushed the door open and entered, and a burst of medicinal smell rushed towards him, it was extremely strong, it seemed that the whole room was full of this smell, which caused the whole nose to be filled as soon as the door was opened.

Mo Qi sniffled and entered the door. He closed his fan and walked softly inside.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, and one can see into the bed at a glance. There is a slender figure lying on the bed. The man is wearing a snow-white inner garment and covered with a thin quilt. He is lying quietly. On the bed, there was not much ups and downs. If you were not careful, you would have thought that this person was dead.

Mo Qi thought the same way, several times he was frightened by Shen Ci's quiet appearance, and went to check his breath several times.

After saying goodbye to Chu Lang half a year ago, Shen Ci went to Qichuan. His health went from bad to worse. Everything else was fine, and his cough did not recur, but his heart hurt, but there was no wound, and the cause could not be found, let alone cure. good.

But even if he couldn't find the cause, Shen Ci's body was still visibly deteriorating.

When he first arrived in Qichuan, he could still go shopping in the street and sit in restaurants and tea shops.

Up to now, even going out of this yard is not good enough, I sleep more and wake up less.

Mo Qi looked at Shen Ci on the bed and sighed softly.

I didn't expect Shen Ci to wake up, Shen Ci remained calm, as if nothing had changed: "What are you sighing for?"

It's just that there is some weakness in this voice.

Mo Qi put the medicinal materials in his hands on the table, and blamed him: "I decocted medicine for you every day and you didn't drink it, how can you get better? He also said that he would go to see Dachu River and Mountain, but it turned out..."

Mo Qi sighed again.

Shen Ci slowly opened his eyes, he fell silent, and struggled to get up from the bed.

Seeing his movement, Mo Qi hurriedly ran over to help him.

Shen Ci leaned on the bedpost and raised his eyes lazily. He was very tired. He looked out of the window and saw the yard through the hollowed-out window.

Shen Ci lowered his eyes and said to Mo Qi, "I want to go to the yard."

Mo Qi frowned: "You are in this state, it is not appropriate to get out of bed."

Shen Ci pursed his lips slightly: "But I want to go."

Mo Qi looked at the pitiful Shen Ci, and sighed helplessly: "If you can go out by yourself, then go out."

Shen Ci didn't move, and Mo Qi thought he had given up. Just as he was about to decoct the medicine, Shen Ci propped up the bedposts and got off the bed slowly. His long hair was loose, black as black hair fell behind him, on his chest. Intertwined, like black and white ink.

Shen Ci leaned on something or a wall all the way to the door, he held the door slowly, and looked out into the yard.

The courtyard is also very clean, with some flowers and plants planted, Tangli is playing with it in spare time.

Tangli leaned out from the corner of the corridor, saw Shen Ci standing at the door, and ran over quickly to support Shen Ci, she gave Mo Qi a reproachful look and said, "Master is weak, Mo Qi, why don't you know how to support him?" a handful?"

Mo Qi yelled at his injustice: "I didn't want him to go out, but who knew he really did. Didn't I have time to help him?"

Tangli rolled her eyes at him: "Hmph."

Shen Ci's hand rested lightly on Tangli's: "I'm fine, help me sit over there."

"it is good."

Shen Ci looked at the vast world outside, and said to himself: "I thought I could go wherever I wanted after leaving the capital, and the world is vast for me to visit, but it turned out that I was always the one, trapped in the cage Even if the bird leaves the cage, it will not be able to fly."

Could it be that he was reborn just to help Chu Lang get rid of Lin Yu and put down the civil strife in Da Chu?

He changed history, so now history is going back on track and obliterating him?

When he was reborn, he thought it was God's favor, seeing him pitiful, and giving him a chance to live again, so that he could find himself.

But in the end, is his rebirth meaningless?

Shen Ci looked towards the sky, and Xiangyun didn't know what it would look like, the scorching sun was in the sky, annoying.

Looking at Shen Ci like this, Tangli sniffed.

"Master, don't think so much, you will be fine."

Shen Ci didn't speak. He knew his body well. As long as he woke up, the pain in his heart would never stop. It's comfortable, the pain is the same everywhere, and it's almost numb.

Tangli sat quietly with Shen Ci for a while.

Shen Ci suddenly supported the pillar and stood up.

Tangli quickly supported him: "Master, what's the matter? What are you going to do, Tangli can do it for you."

Shen Ci shook his head lightly. He pushed Tangli away, walked into the yard alone, and pushed open the bamboo gate of the yard.

There was a person sitting by the door, his body was covered in blood, and his chest heaved violently, as if he had just experienced a desperate struggle.

He slightly raised his eyelids, saw Shen Ci, and said: "Young master, can you save my life, I really have no energy."

Shen Ci looked at him quietly for a while, and said, "I can't even save myself, how can I save you?"

Then the man looked at Shen Ci, and Fu looked up, his pupils shrank slightly, and murmured: "The dying person..."

Shen Ci pursed his lips and turned to go back.

But the man grabbed his sleeve: "Wait, maybe I can show you?"

Shen Ci pulled back his sleeve and looked him up and down: "You can't even save yourself, how can you save me?"

He smiled: "I just don't have the strength, I didn't say I was going to die, but you, why are you so sick?"

Shen Ci didn't answer his question: "Can you cure me?"

The man said: "Do your best."

Shen Ci nodded, he reached out subconsciously, and the man took his hand.

However, the two stared at each other for a while without any movement.

He smiled softly: "It seems that the young master doesn't really want to save me?"

Shen Ci said: "I tried my best."

The man shook his head: "I didn't feel it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let go of Shen Ci. To be precise, he couldn't hold it and dropped it.

Shen Ci said "Hey", then turned his head and called out to the yard, "Mo Qi."

Hearing Shen Ci's voice, Mo Qi ran out quickly: "What's the matter? What's wrong with you?"

Shen Ci shook his head, he pointed to the man on the ground: "Help him into the house."

Mo Qi frowned: "One of you is enough, another one?"

Shen Ci said: "He should just be injured, just bandage it up, it's just that he just said that he can cure me."

"Oh?" This aroused Mo Qi's interest. Even he couldn't cure Shen Ci. It's not like he didn't find other doctors for half a year, and he couldn't do anything. Now a person suddenly appeared at their door and said he could cure Shen Ci. I am so sorry.

This actually got Mo Qi interested, he wanted to see if this person really had this ability, or was he just boasting?

Mo Qi helped him into the yard, and greeted Tangli, who then ran to Shen Ci to help him.

Shen Ci pushed her hand away: "I can go."

Tang Li looked at Shen Ci's slightly narrowed eyes, and asked, "If the master is sleepy, go to sleep for a while. Mo Qi will take care of this man. If it doesn't help, I'll call Bai Sheng."

Shen Ci shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm just suffocated by the bloody smell on his body."

Tangli nodded, and asked Shen Ci: "Master, this person appeared in front of our yard for no reason, covered in blood for no reason, and fell down here for no reason. Don't you have any doubts, Master?"

Shen Ci looked at the person Mo Qi was supporting, his eyes were cold: "Even if it is Your Majesty, what else do I have to worry about?"