The promise of slow wear for the rest of your life

Arnold, who also waved back the accompanying servants, opened the door in response, without any surprise on his face, and calmly invited Situ Yan in.

An Yi, who was hiding on the tree in the courtyard, saw this scene, his heart was already numb, and it was difficult for him to feel the slightest bit of surprise.

So much so that when he saw the figures on the window that were getting closer and closer, An Yi still had no fluctuations in his heart, and even had a sense of awareness that it really was so.

In the room, the candles were dimly lit, making Arnold's slightly drunken face even more confusing.

Situ Yan was very conscious. He clearly knew that he was holding Anol's hand by the candlelight, and he also clearly heard that he couldn't help but say that sentence.

"Arnold, my heart pleases you."

Anol looked up at the blushing young man in front of him, bent his lips and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, Changhua, I like you too."

Situ Yan was overjoyed, couldn't help himself, lowered his head slightly, and gently kissed those crimson lips that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time.

Anol readily accepted the kiss, noticed his lips trembling slightly, felt itchy, and took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

At first Situ Yan was still a little jerky, but he was very capable of learning, and he put it into practice after a while, and kissed Anol until his legs were limp and crimson, and he couldn't breathe.

Situ Yan extinguished the candle with a wave of his palm, and carried him onto the bed.

That night, the two slept under the same quilt.

Situ Yan only kissed Anol a few times, and his lips were swollen when he accidentally kissed him.

Other than that, the two of them did nothing unspeakable.

In the morning, Situ Yan woke up and subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tighter to confirm that what happened last night was not a dream.

When A Nuoer woke up, the first thing he saw was Situ Yan staring at him affectionately.

Arnold laughed before saying anything, and said: "Morning."

Seeing that his expression was the same, Situ Yan was immediately relieved, and replied with a smile, "Morning."

Cong Yan, who was hungover all night, got up and saw the two of them coming out of the same room, and he still had no doubts in his heart. He only woke up early to meet in the same room when they had something to talk about.

The servants didn't know what happened last night, although they had doubts in their hearts, they didn't dare to say more.

After breakfast, A Nuoer took the medicine box and medical banner, led Cong Yan out of the Chen Mansion, walked the streets and alleys in the city, and practiced medicine.

Situ Yan didn't want to disturb his medical practice, so he didn't follow him.

After meeting An Yi and dealing with a few urgent government affairs, he looked through the books in the study room of the guest house to pass the time.

For the next half a month or so, all three of them acted like this.

Chen's house is big, and the guest courtyard and the main courtyard are far apart.

If they didn't look for it deliberately, it would be very difficult for them to meet the owner of the Chen residence.

Chen Shanren provided them with good food and drink, and did not bother them too much.

On weekdays, apart from asking Arnold to check his wife's pulse every six or seven days, he would only send servants every ten days and a half to deliver various precious medicinal materials to them.

No matter how high or low these herbs were, Arnold took them all as ordered.

After more than [-] days like this, his medicine box, which was mostly empty, was almost full.

At this time, Arnold has already traveled all over the streets and alleys in Pingcheng, and even the villages near Pingcheng have left his and Cong Yan's footprints.

And those victims who once gathered outside Pingcheng have all received the second and third batches of disaster relief food sent by the government to be distributed one after another at this time.

As far as they are concerned, although water is still rare, at least it can be eaten by them, so that is enough.

Seeing that nearly a month has passed, Chen Shanren still has not expressed his intention to release him from the mansion.

Anol was not in a hurry, he had nothing important to do, so he seemed unaware of Chen Shanren's intention to keep them in Chen's residence permanently in case of accidents under the pretense that good medicinal materials are hard to find.

It is precisely because of this that Arnold will take all kinds of precious medicinal materials sent by the servants of the Chen family to the guest house, and all comers will not refuse to collect them into their pockets.

On the day when Mrs. Chen was in good health, she was accompanied by Chen Shanren to the guest house where Anol and others were staying, and thanked Anol personally.

Anol not only accepted the gift of thanks from the husband and wife, but also accepted the thousand taels of gold consultation fee from Chen Shanren without any excuse.

It is worth mentioning that, before Chen Shanren and his wife left the guest hospital, he told Anol, seemingly intentionally or not, that he had recently ordered people to buy a lot of valuable medicinal materials, which would be shipped back in a few days.

Anol knew the elegant meaning when he heard the stringed songs, and immediately showed great interest in those precious medicinal materials.

Chen Shanren enthusiastically invited them to stay longer.

Arnold readily agreed.

Only then did Chen Shanren happily leave the guest house with his wife.

When the two of them were far away, Cong Yan dismissed his servants, scratched his head, and asked, "Master, are we going to live here for a long time?"

Anol thought for a while, and Fang said: "It will take ten days and a half months to say the least."

"That's fine." Cong Yan smiled foolishly, and said, "I heard that in recent days, Prince Pingxi's son ordered people to build a platform outside the city."

"We also sent people to invite eminent monks and priests with profound Taoism to gather in Pingcheng, intending to let them hold a large-scale sacrifice to pray for rain in two days. Let's stay a little longer so that we don't have to travel in the rain."

Arnold had heard about this before, but he didn't take it to heart.

He said: "What you said makes sense. However, I am afraid that the son of the world will have to work in vain."

Cong Yan was shocked: "How could it be?! Could it be that those eminent monks and Taoist priests with profound Taoism can't ask for rain?"

Situ Yan couldn't help showing a look of surprise and uncertainty.

A Nuoer looked at them, bent his lips and said with a smile: "I don't know if they can ask for rain. All I know is that there will be rain tonight. But they want to ask for rain in two days. So, my lord It’s just a waste of work.”

Cong Yan turned his head to look at the sunny sky outside the window, his face full of disbelief: "It will rain tonight?! Is it true?!"

Arnold even nodded firmly: "Naturally, it's true, and it's still raining heavily."

Situ Yan was surprised and said, "How can you see that?"

Anol said truthfully: "I felt it. If you want to, you can also go to the air vent and concentrate on feeling it with your heart. You should be able to feel it too. The wind blowing today is wrapped in a heavy humidity."

"I'll try it!" Cong Yan said and rushed out of the room.

"I'll try it too." Situ Yan lost his composure very rarely, and quickly walked out of the room.

Arnold didn't expect them to have such a big reaction, so he couldn't help being stunned.

After a while, the two returned at the same time.

Cong Yan said dejectedly, "I didn't feel the dampness that the master mentioned. I just think that the wind is quite cool today, and I'm afraid it's going to cool down in the near future."

Arnold said: "You're right, one autumn rain and one cool, tonight there will be rain, and it is inevitable that it will be accompanied by a drop in temperature."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Situ Yan, who was also in a bad mood, and asked, "Did you feel the moisture trapped in the wind?"

Situ Yan shook his head.

Seeing this situation, Arnold realized belatedly that he had greatly underestimated his sensitivity to weather changes.

The thousands of years of living in the animal world made him deeply understand the ability to perceive weather changes in his bones.

It's fine if he hasn't compared it before, and he always thought that other people, like him, can detect changes in the weather very keenly through changes in wind, air, humidity, etc.

At this time, there is a comparison, and the superiority is clear.

Thinking of this, Anol smiled helplessly and said, "It's really raining tonight, if you don't believe me, you can wait and see."

Situ Yan said seriously, "I believe it."

Cong Yan then said, "I believe it too."

Seeing that there was indeed no disbelief on their faces, Anol couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

He didn't want to be misunderstood as a liar, especially by Situ Yan.

Simply his perception ability is not wrong.

When the night is midnight, the stars and the moon are covered by large dark clouds.

The gust of wind suddenly picked up, accompanied by billowing thunder.

At three o'clock in the morning, it rained heavily.

All the people in Xiping County went out of their homes, cheered loudly in the night rain, and wept with joy.

The heavy rain continued for four or five days, not only filling the rivers and lakes that were about to dry up, but also thoroughly watering the parched land.

When the weather cleared after the rain, the people in Xiping County hurriedly grabbed Qiu Geng's tail and went to work in the fields.

Although the cultivation at this time was a few days later than in previous years, it was considered to be planted anyway.

Waiting for the next year, even if the harvest season comes later, is better than no harvest.

At least in this way, the people will not suffer from famine.

So far, the crisis of severe drought in Xiping County has been completely lifted.

The grain seeds sown in the fields soon sprouted green shoots, and the faces of the people no longer looked sad.

Both inside and outside Pingcheng are full of signs of prosperity.

At the same time, the three meals a day provided by the Chen Mansion for Arnold and the others were more sufficient, and the dishes were more abundant.

Even the types of medicinal materials that are sent from time to time are even more scarce and valuable.

For example, the hundred-year-old Dragon King Ginseng worth tens of thousands of gold, the hundred-year-old Ziyu Ganoderma lucidum and so on.Or the rare seahorse, snow lotus, ambergris and so on.

These rare medicinal materials, which are hard to find in the world, are now lying in Arnold's big medicine box.

In order to accommodate them, Arnold even reduced the amount of all commonly used medicinal materials stored in the medicine box by more than half.

Then another person built a medicine box with a smaller size, fewer built-in medicine drawers, and a larger volume, which was specially used to store a large amount of commonly used medicinal materials.

This small medicine box eventually became Cong Yan's personal belonging.

Not to mention carrying it wherever you go, but at least Cong Yan has to carry it on his back whenever Arnold goes out for medical consultations.

As the footsteps of autumn gradually go away, winter is coming as promised.

Now that Arnold has internal energy to protect his body, he is not as afraid of the cold as before.

Even in heavy snow weather, he can still step out of the room without changing his face, and take Cong Yan to walk around the streets and alleys to practice medical consultation.

In a blink of an eye, they and their party had already stayed in Pingcheng for more than a hundred days.

One day, during a routine pulse diagnosis for Mrs. Chen, Arnold was able to clearly detect that Mrs. Chen's pulse was Huamai (pregnancy pulse).

According to his research, Mrs. Chen should have been pregnant for two months.

This means that no matter which doctor treats Mrs. Chen, they can already diagnose the phenomenon of slippery pulse.

It also means that the time has come for them to leave Pingcheng.