mud buddha

The Guys had already returned to the city, and before they left they sat on Nibel's bed for a long time and talked a lot.A doctor came in these two days, and Nibel could smell the cold breath that belonged exclusively to the doctor, as if he had been in the ice cellar for a long time.

The man opened his eyelids, touched his head again and again, and then held a small cold wafer against his chest, then stood up, and walked out the door together with two footsteps.

After a while, Benoit came back and said to him: "It's okay, a better doctor will come in a few days. When I was young, I also knew a doctor from China. His medical skills are very special. We are already in contact with him. .”

Niebel groped around where Benoit sat by the bed until the man took his hand lightly.

Later, the doctor came more often, and he was able to guess most of the steps of the doctor's diagnosis.When he is bored, he likes to guess whether the person is fat or thin, tall or short by touching his fingers, and where he is from by his accent.When the doctor left, he waited for Benoit to sit on the head of the bed and hold his hand.At this time, he leaned over and babbled on his wild guesses.

Once came a person with very slender fingers and no calluses.The doctor's footsteps are heavy and rhythmic.Niebel waited for him to leave and told Benoit that this person might be a tap dancer, and he changed his career to become a doctor after he couldn't keep working, but he still refused to slacken his practice in front of the doctor. "His feet are too clumsy, which is the taboo of tap dancing." He concluded.Benoit just kept laughing and said nothing.

Benoit stayed by his side when he was not seeing the doctor.Originally, he wanted to find someone to bathe Nibel, but Nibel firmly disagreed.He asked Benoit to help him to the bathroom, and then undressed himself.Benoit stuffed the shower into his hand, adjusted the temperature, and then closed the door to go out—not too tightly to prevent any accidents.

After a while, there was a sound of falling in the room, and when Benoit rushed in, Nibel had already stood up while holding on to something.His wounds have scabbed over, his skin is smooth, and his muscles are in perfect shape, like the sculpture of Apollo outside, but he has lost weight after the fire, making him look a little thin.

When he heard Benoit come in, he quickly pressed the shower against his chest to prevent the sick man from being drenched.He couldn't guarantee whether the sick seedlings would wither just because they were drenched in some water.

Benoit was a nice guy, so he offered to hold the shower for him and let him make soap himself.Niebel pushed his nose up to his face, letting Benoit do it to the end, anyway, the shower doesn't have to be held up all the time.Benoit just sighed, and then obediently picked up the soap.

The bubbles made by the soap are very dense, with tiny bubbles.He moved a bench for Nibel to sit on, and squatted behind him, pulling his sleeves up, revealing his slender white forearms and pink elbows.

Seeing that the wound on Nibel's neck was almost healed, he scrubbed and washed his hair.In fact, he felt that Nibel might want a beautiful girl to come, but he felt that it would affect the girl's reputation, and he didn't want to invite others for no reason.

Helping with the bath should be a very intimate thing, and he enjoys this kind of time in his heart.Because Nibel could not see, he could only rely on him. There were only two people in the room. Occasionally, the sound of cooking in the kitchen downstairs could be heard. A maid was yelling in the yard while stepping on the clothes in the basin. Every minute, she was pulled infinitely. Long, like stretching a yarn, it becomes thinner and thinner, and finally turns into many soap bubbles.

"Close your eyes, and be careful not to get them in your eyes." He said softly, ruffling Nibel's hair.

Later, Nibel would help him every time he took a bath in the castle, and occasionally Nibel would hum a song.Benoit asked him what songs these were, and he laughed, saying that he wrote them in his spare time.

After bathing and eating, Benoit took Nibel for a walk, helped him to walk around the field, and told him about the flowers and plants under his feet and the trees in the distance.This is the light and shadow from the canopy of the tree, and that is the hole dug by the field mouse. Benoit became Nibel's eyes, and he never tired of it.

Occasionally, Benoit would pick some wild flowers that were still blooming tenaciously in the cold wind for him, and brought them to Nibel for him to touch.Nibel could feel the soft petals, like Benoit's gentle lips in memory.Benoit had never been so lively, climbing and trekking, he was so tired that he fell asleep every night, and his complexion improved a lot.

Benoit has been waiting for him to ask him about his jobs, his family situation, and when his eyes will be healed, but Nibel seems to have hurt his brain instead of his eyes, as if he had forgotten all about the previous 28 years, and never mentioned it. , the two maintained a strange tacit understanding, one didn't ask and the other didn't answer.

Another doctor came this day, and Nibel quickly noticed the difference in that person.The man grabbed his wrist first after entering the door, and put two fingers on his pulse for a long time.This is Chinese medicine, he has heard of it.After touching his wrist, the man went to open his eyelids, let him open his mouth to look at his tongue, and then walked out.

He heard Benoit's brisk footsteps returning, and said to him: "The doctor has a plan!"

According to Benoit, Dr. Sun came from China. He wore a white robe and a string of Buddhist beads around his neck. Each one was carved delicately, but it looked like ordinary wood.He always squints and touches his sparse white beard that grows to his chest, which is tall and unpredictable.Dr. Sun said that he needed regular acupuncture, that is, he used needles to prick the acupuncture points on his body, and also prescribed some medicines.

Acupuncture and moxibustion have to wait until the winter has passed before starting, but medicine has to be taken in advance.Soon the castle became lively, and there was a smell of traditional Chinese medicine every day.According to the maid, Benoit often took traditional Chinese medicine when he was a child, so everyone is familiar with it.

Nibel didn't want to drink it, and he was bitter when he took the first sip.Benoit is obviously an expert in taking medicine, pinching his chin to drink the medicine, and then quickly stuffing a piece of sugar into his mouth, the whole set of movements is lightning fast.

At this time, Nibel realized exactly what it meant to be "well-versed in driving".

Benoit is always beaming recently, and it's much easier to talk to him.As the snow began to fall, the two went out less, and he began to read to Nibel, choosing some fashionable serial novels to read.

Nibel snuggled under the quilt and listened to his reading, but could only listen to half of it, and fell asleep soundly in the second half.Benoit was not annoyed, and continued to read next time.

He didn't realize winter was over until a maid shouted from the yard that the Eric River had thawed.There was the neighing of horses from below the castle, and the sound of hurried footsteps going up the stairs.

"Nibel! Spring is here, let me take you outside for a stroll!" Benoit pushed open the door. "I customized a wheelchair for you, so that you can go anywhere conveniently, and you don't have to worry about falling down. I can just push you."

"How can a blind person sit in a wheelchair? It's not that I have a problem with my legs and feet." He was a little helpless.

"It's so convenient." Benoit smacked his lips, helped Nibel up, and led him downstairs.Benoit only lived upstairs for the first few days, and then he moved to the first floor after he got the habit of going out for a walk, but he moved back because it was too wet and cold within a few days.

Although the two had gone downstairs together many times, Benoit was still very careful.He clamped his arm around Nibel's elbow with one hand, and wrapped his other loosely around his waist in a sort of waltz.

Nibel was holding on to the handrail when he went downstairs for the first time. He asked Benoit not to support him, saying that he had to get used to it.Benoit had no choice but to stand aside and support him, watching Nibel go downstairs step by step, walking very slowly.Every time he staggered, Benoit gasped.

"For the sake of my heart, you'd better let me support you." He grabbed Nibel's arm, "What's a good habit, at worst, I'll support you for the rest of your life."

Later, after Dr. Sun came, he took care of Nibel more meticulously, and it became the posture of cuddling together and going downstairs: "You will get better anyway, and it is more convenient to support you now. You don't need to learn from those blind people." Skill."

Downstairs, Nibel was helped into a wheelchair.The wheelchair is padded with several layers of soft pillows and blankets, and the handles are wrapped with coral fleece for comfort.

"Where are we going?" he asked

"Go and see the snowdrops. It just happened to bloom a lot recently, and it's on the top of the mountain over there." Benoit tucked Nibel's neckline again and again, and pushed him out.

The air in early spring is still a bit cold, rushing into the nasal cavity makes people want to sneeze.When the ice and snow first melt, there is always a fresh sweet smell in the air, which is very refreshing and makes Nibel want to have a bowl of sweet milk pudding.Benoit introduced snowdrops to him while pushing him, told him the story of snowdrops, and Nibel felt like a child.