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It has been raining continuously all day, and the sky is gloomy, making people not in a good mood.

This spring rain doesn't really mean "expensive as oil".

Luo Qingqiu looked out the window with his arms propped up, thinking that Zhan Zhao would be back soon.

Zhan Zhao went out on business again, and he hasn't seen him for quite a while.When I come back this time, I will be more or less injured like every time.

What can help a wound heal?Luo Qingqiu thought.

"Miss Luo," a voice interrupted Luo Qingqiu's train of thought, "Master Zhan is back, you can make some porridge and send it to his room later."

He deliberately asked himself to make porridge, and it seemed that he was injured again.Luo Qingqiu frowned and asked, "Master Zhan was injured again?"

The person who came to deliver the message had a solemn expression, and said, "Master Zhan...it's not very good, you'll know after a while."

Luo Qingqiu's heart sank, Zhan Zhao is not good?What's wrong?

Absently cooking porridge, Luo Qingqiu brought it to Zhan Zhao.

The door was not closed, Luo Qingqiu saw Gongsun Ce standing beside Zhan Zhao's bed from outside.She said, "Sir." Then she stepped in.

When Gongsun Ce heard the sound and looked back, his complexion was even worse than that of the man just now.He knows medical skills, and knows more about Zhan Zhao's injury.His expression made Luo Qingqiu very worried.What exactly was the injury?

Gongsun Ce knew that Luo Qingqiu was also anxious, and explained to her: "Guard Zhan has been poisoned."

Poisoned? !Luo Qingqiu was even more worried, but he didn't interrupt Gongsun Ce.

"I have bled to drive the poison out of my body. Guard Zhan is still in a coma, and he will wake up after a while. But the poison has hurt the eyes of Guard Zhan..." Gongsun Ce couldn't help but sigh, "Guard Zhan eyes, maybe they won’t be able to see in the future.”

Luo Qingqiu's heart trembled, can't you see? !

"Sir, what do you mean... Mr. Zhan will be blind?"

Gongsun Ce shook his head: "It's hard to say now, maybe Zhanwei's eyes will be fine after waking up, maybe he will be a little bit unclear, or he may not be able to see clearly at first, and he will gradually get better after a while, but it is also possible, from now on. , he can no longer see."

Luo Qingqiu felt a little unsteady on his feet.What a terrible thing it must be for a person to be blind.She couldn't see well either, but that was a whole different thing than losing sight altogether.She gets close to things and can still see how they look, and she can see beautiful colors and shades.But if you really lose sight of everything, you will lose sight of the beautiful landscapes, the bright starry sky, even the first blooming flower buds, the curling smoke from the kitchen, and all the beautiful things in the world.

Besides, Zhan Zhao's eyes are so beautiful.Luo Qingqiu didn't see Zhan Zhao's eyes very clearly, but she could see that Zhan Zhao's eyes were like a deep pool of water with a rippling Milky Way hidden in her blurry vision.His eyes were as black as ink, quiet and peaceful, giving people the power of reassurance.Did those eyes lose their meaning from now on?

"Miss Luo." Gongsun Ce said, "Guard Zhan will only be more sad than us when he wakes up. Therefore, we should put away our emotions and find a way to make Weiwei Zhan feel better."

Luo Qingqiu nodded: "Don't worry sir, I know.

Luo Qingqiu acted with propriety, Gongsun Ce nodded.

"Sir, I want you to tell me clearly, how likely is Master Zhan's eyes to recover?"

"...Looking at it now, it's about three points. But if Guard Zhan still can't see after waking up, it's only one or two points."

"One or two points..." Luo Qingqiu murmured.

At Xu time, Zhan Zhao woke up.

With a white scarf covering his face, Gongsun Ce held the candle in front of Zhan Zhao and asked, "Guard Zhan, can you feel the light?"

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, and said, "It's all black."

Gongsun Ce shook slightly, tried his best to stabilize and said: "Your eyes were burned by poison, it may take a long time to recover slowly, don't worry."

Zhan Zhao didn't doubt it, he just asked, "How long?"

Gongsun Ce paused, and said: "It's hard to say, at least one or two months, at most one or two years."

Zhan Zhao's thin lips were tight, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Luo Qingqiu was at the side, feeling even more uncomfortable, but such a long recovery made Zhan Zhao depressed, if he knew that he would never see again, how bitter would he feel?

Without eyes, how can he protect everything he wants to protect with his sword?

He also couldn't see the picture of Haiyan Heqing.

Luo Qingqiu only felt sore eyes, and was afraid of being discovered by Zhan Zhao, so he endured it.

"Master Zhan, don't be in a hurry. Feel better and get better soon."

"Miss Luo is here too."

"Well, I'll bring you porridge." Luo Qingqiu said, serving Zhan Zhao a bowl of porridge.When Zhan Zhao woke up, the hot porridge was already warm, just in time for his mouth.

Luo Qingqiu fed it to Zhan Zhao.Although something was wrong, but Zhan Zhaochu couldn't see it and hadn't gotten used to it yet, so it was really inconvenient.Besides, he just woke up and his body has not recovered yet, so it is not easy for Gongsun Ce to feed Zhan Zhao, so Luo Qingqiu will feed him instead.

Gongsun Ce thought for a while, and said: "Miss Luo, these days, you should put aside the kitchen work and come to Zhanwei to help him."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly said, "Don't bother Miss Luo."

Gongsun Ce was slightly annoyed: "Can't you not be brave? You can't see, what can you do?"

Zhan Zhao felt guilty and remained silent.

Gongsun Ce arranged for Luo Qingqiu to take care of Zhan Zhao, firstly because they were familiar with each other, and because all the government officials in Kaifeng Mansion were busy with their own affairs, only the kitchen could spare manpower to take care of Zhan Zhao.

Although Luo Qingqiu is a girl, she is also careful. Apart from taking care of Zhan Zhao, she is more careful not to let Zhan Zhao know that her eyes have little hope of recovery, so she is also a suitable candidate.

"It's okay, I'll take care of Mr. Zhan." Luo Qingqiu agreed.

That night.

Luo Qingqiu lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

She was sad, tears shed silently.

Beautiful things were destroyed, and Luo Qingqiu felt his heart being pulled.What's more, it was Zhan Zhao.Such a good Zhan Zhao lost his light.

Will he be as warm and amiable as before in the future?Will there still be a smile like a spring breeze?

Luo Qingqiu was particularly afraid that one day, after Zhan Zhao knew the truth, he would be depressed and helpless.Even if not, Luo Qingqiu still feels distressed.

Why did so many painful things happen to such a good person as Zhan Zhao?A loved one was buried in the sea of ​​flames, and the most precious eyes lost their function. Why would the world treat a man with the world in his heart like this.

at a loss.

Luo Qingqiu was even more dazed than when he first traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty.Because although the road ahead is unknown, there is always hope.But if you can't even see, what future can you talk about?

Luo Qingqiu was still thinking about how he would hide it from Zhan Zhao during the time he took care of Zhan Zhao, making him think that he was slowly recovering.And how can Zhan Zhao not be too sad when facing the truth.

Day two.

Luo Qingqiu went to Zhan Zhao's residence early in the morning, fearing that Zhan Zhao might need something.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Zhao got up and finished washing.Luo Qingqiu sighed in his heart, he was too strong.Even if he could do this gropingly, his body was not healed, he should rest.

Although Zhan Zhao couldn't see, martial arts practitioners have good hearing.Hearing footsteps, Zhan Zhao said, "Miss Luo, you're here."

"En." Luo Qingqiu responded and stepped forward, helping Zhan Zhao to sit down.

For a while, they didn't know what to do.

"Are you hungry?" Luo Qingqiu asked.

Zhan Zhao shook his head.

Luo Qingqiu knew that Zhan Zhao was a person who couldn't sit still.Letting Zhan Zhao idle for a while really made things difficult for him.Luo Qingqiu could only chat with him to relieve boredom.

One day passed, Zhan Zhao didn't notice anything.

Back at the residence, Luo Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

But I don't know how long I can hide it.

Luo Qingqiu secretly prayed that Zhan Zhao's eyes must be healed.Even if there is only a point or two of hope, there is always hope.

Time passed slowly, and for four or five days in a row, Luo Qingqiu went to take care of Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao quickly got used to the feeling of not being able to see, and he was able to do many things by groping, and he didn't really need Luo Qingqiu.

It's just that he can't see, and he can't even read a book.Luo Qingqiu spends most of his time trying to relieve him of boredom.

In late spring, crabapple flowers are in full bloom.Zhan Zhao sat in a small courtyard, his eyes were covered with a white cloth, and there was a slight mark between his brows.Luo Qingqiu stayed by his side, talking to him.Zhan Zhao was in a bad mood, most of the time it was Luo Qingqiu who was talking.

A large expanse of pink flowers smudged into pink ink in Luo Qingqiu's blurred vision. Luo Qingqiu was intoxicated by the beauty in front of him, but also felt sad for Zhan Zhao, so he didn't mention how beautiful the blooming flowers were.

"Actually, Mr. Zhan, I also suffered from eye diseases when I was five or six years old. For a few days, I couldn't see anything."

"En." Zhan Zhao responded.

"At that time, my parents told me stories. It's a very thick book, and I finished it in a few days. Or... I will tell you stories too?"

Zhan Zhao raised some interest: "Girl...you can tell stories?"

Luo Qingqiu smiled: "Yes. On the way I sent Xiaonan to Kaifeng that year, I told her a lot of stories. But they were all for children. Your words... There are others."

Luo Qingqiu also likes to read, even if he doesn't, he still knows the main plots of some classics.She thought that at least one "Journey to the West" could be talked about for a month.

"Are these... stories about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies?" Zhan Zhao thought, at Luo Qingqiu's age, he probably knows more about this aspect.

"There are all kinds of things. If you like wit and beauty, I will tell you about wit and beauty. If you don't like it, I will tell you about ghosts and ghosts. If not, historical stories are also fine."

"You... don't you like reading storybooks very much?" Zhan Zhao said with a smile.

"It's about the same, but we don't call it a script. Hmm...how about I tell you a story about Xuanzang seeking scriptures first? It's very interesting."

Zhan Zhao nodded and listened intently.