After dressing up as a demon

Early morning.

The chill of the twelfth lunar month spilled into the window together with the rising sun.

Shen Cang folded his arms and leaned against the window, listening to the commotion in the morning in the village.

The place where he lives is a detached detached simple-decorated single-story wooden villa. The advantage is that he is the only one around, there are no neighborhood disputes, and the terrain is relatively high, almost half of the village can be seen.

Not far away, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the air is particularly fresh, which can be called a resort.

It has been two days since I lost my memory.

In the past two days, everyone he met was very enthusiastic. Obviously, it is reasonable to say that he has lived here for at least a long time, so he is familiar with so many people.

But he has no sense of belonging here, only feels out of place.

Shen Cang lowered his eyes.

The breeze lifted the medicine scriptures on the table under the window, and the pages were rattling.

As a doctor, he can be said to be very dedicated, and he has not forgotten the symptoms and pharmacology of amnesia.

But somehow, his occupation seems to have nothing to do with it.

No one knew what accident happened to him. He diagnosed it himself, and there was indeed no injury that could cause amnesia.

In the past few days, I searched the classics, and there is no case of illness similar to his.There is no cure.

He just woke up and became a person who knew nothing.

"Shen Cang."

Shen Cang turned around.

Jiang Yundu said lightly, "It's cold."

Shen Cang looked at Jiang Yundu.

He has walked through every corner of this village, and no place can touch him, let him recall any clues.With this one exception.

Jiang Yeqing.

The name, the expression, and even the tone of the person's speech sometimes made him inexplicably familiar.

Even so, he still couldn't remember a single bit of the past.

"Shen Cang?"

"Yeah." Shen Cang closed half of the window casually, turned and walked outside, "Your medicine should be ready."

Jiang Yundu watched his back leave.

When he was not busy, Shen Cang lost himself more and more times by himself.He can guess the reason, but he has no memory. The advantages to Shen Cang outweigh the disadvantages, and he doesn't intend to point it out.

Jiang Yundu lifted the quilt, put on the winter clothes Shen Cang had prepared for him strangely, and walked outside.

Shen Cang walked into the main room with the medicine bowl still steaming, and when he saw him coming out, he simply put the medicine bowl on the table.

In comparison, Jiang Yundu is actually more like a person who has lost his memory.

After observing for the past two days, Jiang Yundu didn't even seem to be familiar with eating and sleeping.He couldn't hold the chopsticks correctly, and his clothes didn't fit well. He suffered such a serious injury and didn't know how to rest in bed.

If it wasn't that he had no problems taking medicine, Shen Cang wondered if he didn't want to recover at all.

Jiang Yundu scanned the single medicine bowl on the table, then raised his eyes to Shen Cang.

Shen Cang and him looked at each other, and then realized what he was implying, so he turned around and went to the cabinet to get a plate of Chinese medicine companion.

Turning around, he put the candied fruit next to the medicine bowl, and when Shen Cang closed the cabinet door, he saw that there was not much stock left, and then looked at the money bag.

It seems that even if he loses his memory, he still has to make money to support his family.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the noise of gongs and drums coming from a distance outside the courtyard.

"Doctor Shen!" "Is Doctor Shen there!"

Shen Cang walked to the door, and saw a group of people rushing in from the courtyard door.

A few middle-aged men and women carrying hoes happily walked ahead, and when they saw Shen Cang, they turned around and shouted to everyone: "I said Doctor Shen must be at home at this time, come in quickly!"

Afterwards, two people came in carrying the box, and another group of people played Chui Da Da.

They followed the watching villagers to the end. Seeing that there was no room to settle in the yard, they all stood outside the courtyard wall and probed in.

"Where's Old Liu!" One person shouted, stretching out his hand to separate the crowd, "Don't stop me, let the Lord come out and speak!"

Only then did Shen Cang see an old couple in their 50s and a pale young man walking towards them.

The young man in his 20s may have been intimidated by this scene and did not raise his head all the way, probably with a restrained personality.

Before the three of them arrived, Old Liu said to Shen Cang excitedly: "Thanks to the benevolence of Dr. For bothering Dr. Shen, today my family of three is here to thank you for your great kindness!"

Shen Cang hurriedly raised his hand to stop the kneeling: "No need, it is the duty of a doctor to cure diseases and save lives."

Old Liu was so moved that he couldn't help himself. Seeing that he didn't accept it, he didn't agree, so he pushed the young man directly: "Doctor Shen refuses to be worshipped by my husband and wife. This time in Wuyang, please don't refuse Doctor Shen again!"

Shen Cang didn't have time to refuse.

The young man staggered a step forward by the sudden palm of Old Liu Tou, and knelt down in front of Shen Cang with a "plop", his forehead hit the ground, and his eyes were staring, making his already not strong body worse.

Everyone inside and outside the courtyard nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for Dr. Shen, Liu Wuyang would be dead, and he should really kneel."

The young man got up from the ground with a stiff face, coughed twice, his face turned paler, only a red mark appeared on his forehead.

Old Liu waved back again, and the two immediately came over carrying the box.

Shen Cang saw the grain in the box, and said seriously: "I can't accept this."

The twelfth lunar month of winter, not to mention the end of the new year in less than a month, is the time when there is a shortage of food.

What else did Old Liu have to say, Shen Cang just smiled: "Take it back."

The people outside the courtyard still coaxed Shen Cang to accept it, and after hearing what he said, they also accepted it.

Old Liu could only sigh, and then raised his hand to pat the young man on the shoulder: "Wu Yang, don't say anything to thank Dr. Shen!"

The young man paused, took a step forward, and was about to bow his hands in salute, but unexpectedly, the knee that had just knelt heavily on the ground softened, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he knelt down in front of Shen Cang again.

Shen Cang took a step back to avoid his suddenly pounced arms, and when he saw him kneeling down, he realized that he was saluting again.

There were small discussions outside the courtyard.

"Unexpectedly, Liu Wuyang is usually sick, but he is a good boy who knows kindness!"

"That's right, kneeling so neatly shows how much respect you have for Dr. Shen!"

"..." The young man got up from the ground for the second time, looked at Shen Cang, "Thank you, Dr. Shen, for saving your life..."

As he spoke, his expression became more rigid, but his body shook slightly, as if he might faint at any time.

Liu supported him worriedly: "Wuyang, are you alright?"

The young man coughed and said to Shen Cang, "Don't worry, Dr. Shen, I'm fine."

Shen Cang motioned for the two to help the young man aside and sit down, pushed up his cuffs, and auscultated the pulse.

The courtyard gradually fell silent.

After a long time, Old Liu couldn't help asking: "Doctor Shen, how is Wuyang?"

Shen Cang's eyes moved slightly, and then he stopped and said: "The condition is good."

This Liu Wuyang's pulse is like a thread, and in terms of pulse condition alone, it is already the stage to take care of the funeral, even if he is sober, it is basically impossible to move freely like at this moment.

He has repeatedly confirmed that there will be no mistakes.

When this happens, it can only be that Liu Wuyang is different from ordinary people.

It's a pity that he has no memory, otherwise he could have guessed the cause based on Liu Wuyang's medical history.

Thinking of this, Shen Cang looked at Old Liu: "Is there any more medicine I prescribed for him?"

"Yes!" Old Liu said, "There are still two days left!"

Shen Cang said: "I'll go to your house again in the afternoon to take his pulse, and decide whether he needs to change his medicine according to the situation."

Old Liu moved his hand tightly: "Thank you, Dr. Shen!"

The young man also lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Dr. Shen..."

"You're welcome." Shen Cang said, "Okay, let's all go back."

It wasn't until everyone left and the yard was finally clean that he raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, then turned and went back into the house.

The medicine bowl on the table is empty.

The china dish with candied fruit was also empty.

Shen Cang smiled lightly, and said to the inside: "I'll go to the mountain to collect herbs, and I'll be back at noon."

"Ah."

Hearing the echo, Shen Cang found tools for collecting herbs in the pharmacy, and went out to go up the mountain.

I would also like to thank him for his good habit before he lost his memory. The places where the medicinal materials were produced on the mountain were clearly recorded on the paper, so he didn't need to work too hard to find them.

On the way back, he bought lunch by the way, and after eating, before changing Jiang Yundu's dressing, he heard Liu Wuyang's voice outside the door.

"Doctor Shen... are you there?"

"Wait for me for a while." Shen Cang put the medicine jar back on the bed, finished speaking to Jiang Yundu, got up and walked out the door.

A handsome young man stood by the door.

This time there was no crowd around him, he looked bolder, but after glancing at Shen Cang, he lowered his head again and stared at the medicine bag in his hand.

"Don't dare to trouble Dr. Shen." He said, "This is Dr. Shen's medicine. My parents asked me to bring it to Dr. Shen to have a look."

The wind was strong on the slope, Shen Cang raised his hand and beckoned to him: "Come in."

The young man coughed stiffly, and walked weakly to Shen Cang's side. His hand seemed to be shaking when he delivered the medicine, and the medicine bag fell to the ground with a "slap", and he hurriedly bent over to pick it up.

Shen Cang raised his hand to help him, and he bumped into Shen Cang as if he couldn't stand still.

Under the unnoticed palm, the sharp edge of the scissors glowed coldly under the winter sun, and quietly pressed against Shen Cang's waist.Just use your strength, and you will be invincible——

"Shen Cang."

This voice is too familiar.

The young man turned his face subconsciously.

Seeing the unforgettable face in the window, he shook his hands, quickly retracted the scissors, and was about to back away in a panic, when his damn knees suddenly softened again, causing him to fall straight into Shen Cang's arms.

This time, Shen Cang saw that he was about to salute again, so he clasped his arm, took him a step, and helped him stand still.

The young man let out a muffled snort, his lips trembled, and his face was glowing white.

Hearing the suspected moaning sound from his throat, Shen Cang looked down at him, but saw the bloodstains on his waist.

"You are hurt?"

The young man bit his lip and said in despair: "I was afraid that it would be troublesome for Dr. Shen to unpack the medicine, so I specially brought a pair of scissors from home, as if..."

...on his own waist.

Shen Cang said, "Why are you so careless?"

"..." The young man coughed a little more sincerely this time, and said weakly, "I have caused Dr. Shen trouble..."

Shen Cang helped him to sit down in the main room, and said casually, "Take off your clothes."

The young man put his hand on his belt, heard the door curtain shaking, and looked over in a blink of an eye, facing Jiang Yundu's cold and dark eyes.

The youth's pupils constrict.

He swallowed, turned his face back immediately, stared at the hot water in the basin and sat stiffly on the spot, he couldn't catch his breath, coughed heart-piercingly, struggled through the coughing sound, "Doctor Shen... ……come back next time……"

Jiang Yundu walked slowly in front of the two of them.

Such a huge shadow in front of him was less than a ten-millionth of his heart.

"No, your injury needs to be bandaged as soon as possible." Shen Cang brought the hot water over, seeing him motionless, "Take it off."

"..." The young man's hand trembled slightly, "I..."

He dare not take it off!

Didn't you say that Dr. Shen lives alone?

But why is this demon here? ?