How can the general be paralyzed?

Qin Ran moved his skinned hand, thought for a while, the skinned hand was really unrefined, so he stretched out the other hand.While feeling his pulse, Yun Zhongzi looked at Qin Ran maliciously, almost wanting to stare at him inside out, up and down, and reveal his true colors.

Qin Ran's scalp became numb from being stared at, and his eyes turned elsewhere.First, he saw Ye Qiu's eyes fixed on his pulse-taking wrist, motionless, and Qin Ran's eyes moved down, and saw his fingers that were neatly resting on his knees clenched tightly, and his clothes were wrinkled without realizing it—— Like Ye Qiu who ate the Coptis chinensis by mistake, it was bitter...

Qin Ran dipped in the tea and secretly wrote on Ye Qiu's palm: What do you think?

Ye Qiu also replied in this way: believable.

Qin Ran was suspicious in his heart, thinking to himself how would Ye Qiu know whether it was credible or not, and wrote: What if it doesn't work?

Ye Qiu wrote: No.

……

Yun Zhongzi withdrew his hand and stroked his beard pretendingly: "Although the poison has penetrated into the internal organs, fortunately it was suppressed, but it is a pity that the seven tendons and eight meridians are injured, and it is much more difficult to cure."

Li Linlang asked in surprise, "Can it be cured?"

Yun Zhongzi raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "What do you say? It can be cured, of course it can be cured." He looked at Qin Ran with an expression as if drinking a ladle of yellow spring water: "Poison can be cured, but you don't need to comb the pulse. "

The seven tendons and eight meridians were injured, and the circulation of true qi was blocked, resulting in stagnation of qi, which was also the conclusion Ye Qiu drew from his meridians at first.

It can be cured but it can't be cured, there must be another reason, Qin Ran laughed a few times, and said lightly: "If there is something hidden, just say it."

Yun Zhongzi praised: "You have a big heart." So he added oil and vinegar to the danger of detoxification, and frightened Qin Ran, acting cautiously: "The pain of pulling out poison is unbearable for ordinary people, let alone reshaping the broken sevens and eights. Who is not afraid of the meridian..."

Qin Ran blinked his eyes, and said leisurely, "Why not?"

Yun Zhongzi continued to babble: "You don't have real energy to protect your body, detoxification is a narrow escape..."

Qin Ran became impatient: "Doctor, just say it won't be cured." This is what he said, as if he could find another family by looking around.This posture of kicking the pot really saves the condescension of praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

Yun Zhongzi pressed on step by step: "From now on, you will suffer from heartache and chills, and you will not be able to enjoy the life of ordinary people. You will trade your precarious life for a moment of prosperity, have you thought about it?"

In other words, he will die early.

Who is not afraid of death?Can his mortal body survive the shadow of swords and swords, and survive the third watch of Hades?It is a person who has no selfishness, who does not want to live a stable life and have a lot of children and grandchildren.He still wants to live a few more years.

It wasn't until this passage that Qin Ran realized that the doctor in front of him was serious.

But the snow is snowing in front of my house, and only I know the pain of my heart, liver, spleen and lungs.Ye Qiu's reassuring words of "credibility" and "no" remained in Qin Ran's palm, hesitating.Is it really dead?Will you regret it if you live in pain forever?Is the Qin family's loyal reputation really going to be ruined by me? ...

Every self-question and answer is unspeakable, and turning over is called a threshold, but it is only a kalpa. In the end, he himself made it clear: if you think about it, you can be cured if you are sick.

Ye Qiu's eyes fell on Qin Ran's calm and indifferent side face, and there were waves in his eyes.

Yun Zhongzi said word by word: "Willingly?"

Qin Ran smiled and said, "I will never regret it."

Yun Zhongzi clapped his palms and laughed.

It's done.

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This is a world of ice and snow.

The biting coldness penetrated Qin Ran's body along the sleeve.He was walking in the deserted snow field, the world was white, but beside him was a red wintersweet.

Qin Ran was very cold.

His hair was covered with a thin layer of ice, his hands and feet were stiff, and it was difficult to move a step.Qin Ran looked at the plum blossom, blinked his eyes, the snowflakes fell from his eyelashes, melted, and gathered into water droplets on his chin.

The plum blossoms are reflected in his eyes, very warm.

He thought about it.

The petals of the plum blossom fell in front of his eyes, and Qin Ran stretched out his blue and white hands to catch them.The petals were so hot that his palms ached, and drops of blood gushed out, falling into the snow and turning into petals of wintersweet flowers.

The blood-colored wintersweet, the blood of wintersweet, Qin Ran's eyes were a little dazed.

The wintersweet flowers all over the tree fell one after another, making him shiver all over.The pain in his body caused him to squat down and hug himself, and the large expanse of snow under him gradually turned crimson.

The red spread out, spread out, spread out, spread out... forming a red lotus fire.

The raging fire burned the wintersweet tree, scorched the snow-colored earth, tore Qin Ran in half, and cruelly picked out his soul, tearing it inch by inch, and then carelessly turning it into wisps of gray smoke.

The pain of being alone.

The pain brought him back to some degree of consciousness.

A blazing heat violently impacted his fragile internal organs in his body.Qin Ran instinctively protected his heart veins, and the seven tendons and veins shattered under the impact of the few real qi, and waves of heart-piercing pain suddenly set off in his mind.

Qin Ran raised his hand towards his own sky cap - he wanted to kill himself!

"Don't let him move!"

Li Linlang's eyes blurred, and she saw Ye Qiu quickly block in front of him.The room was filled with heat and white mist, and from where he was standing, he could just see Lord Hou clasping Young Master Ye's arm tightly, turning Ye Qiu's flesh with his fingernails through a layer of clothing.

Others who were hurt by Yue Mo didn't feel bad, he seemed to see Lord Hou use his mouth...

Even those who were not involved felt that his teeth were sore.

He flipped the Zhongyun neutron silver needle on his back and stabbed it steadily into Qin Ran's Baihui acupoint.Qin Ran suddenly raised his head and vomited out a mouthful of black blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, and only then did he gather enough strength to open his eyes.A vague shadow of Ye Qiu flashed across in a daze, and when he let go of his hand, the ancestor who had been tossing for a long time passed out again.

Li Linlang was shocked: "Master!"

"Hush..." Yun Zhongzi said impatiently, "I'm not dead, it's a good thing to vomit black blood. There will be more vomiting later, don't be surprised, I'm already old."

Yun Zhongzi took out the silver needle and looked at Ye Qiu with disappointment: "I will leave the matter of collecting medicine to you tomorrow."

Li Linlang hurriedly said, "I'll do it, I can do it."

Yun Zhongzi blew his beard and stared at him: "Do you know the medicinal materials?"

Li Linlang: "..." Really not.

Yun Zhongzi waved his hands, feeling that one or two made him dizzy, and said annoyedly: "It's okay, what should I do?"

Li Linlang sent Yun Zhongzi away, turned around and saw Ye Qiu pick up the unconscious Lord Hou from the medicine barrel, the phrase "I'll come" stuck in his throat, he couldn't get it out, he couldn't say it.

The incomparably harmonious and incomparably weird atmosphere between Lord Hou and Young Master Ye surrounded him, Li Linlang's face became hot, and after tidying up the scattered remnants, he sat on the steps, blowing the cold wind against the moonlight.He seems to know something important...

The starling bird landed on Li Linlang's shoulder, one person and one bird silently looked at the sky, quite desolate.

Qin Ran's clothes were in disarray with his face buried in his arms, Ye Qiu lowered his eyes, and could see the numerous scars on Qin Ran's body from the knife head.

Every old wound told him that Qin Ran was on the verge of life and death, and how thrilling the bloody fight was.The young man in fresh clothes and angry horse never returned, leaving him with a heavy hunger and bitterness.

It was only after the two met again that he knew what this feeling was—lovesickness to the bone, obsession.

Probably lost and found again, so Qin Ran's weight in his heart is especially cherished.

His hands embracing this warm body trembled slightly, then he hugged it slowly, hugged it tightly, and walked towards the room.

He sat on the edge of the bed and gently supported Qin Ran's head, untied his headband, spread the wet hair to the sides, and then slowly dried it.

Probably because of the pain, Qin Ran turned his head uncomfortably.Ye Qiu stopped and smoothed his frowning brows.

Qin Ran is actually a very independent and free person, unwilling and absolutely unwilling to be bound by anyone or anything.He took back the real silver thread, knelt down and grabbed Qin Ran's wrist who was still unconscious, struggled in his eyes, and slowly tied a red thread instead of the real silver thread.

The red line is hidden against the plain skin of Qin Ran's wrist - it will not be found.

In pain, Qin Ran's five fingers curled up, before they could be pinched into the palm, Ye Qiu's five fingers clasped them.Ye Qiu raised his head, but saw bursts of bean-sized beads of sweat flowing down Qin Ran's forehead and into his neck, wet his temples.Because of the unbearable pain, Qin Ran was short of breath and his face was terribly pale.

The waves in Ye Qiu's eyes rose up, and then slowly sank down, his eyes sinking.He bent down in pain, the tip of his nose pressed against Qin Ran's, interlocked his fingers tightly, and said with restraint and restraint: "Zi Kai..."

_Dividing line_

There is a wintersweet in the courtyard.

The sky was clear and bright, and the plum blossoms were in full bloom. Someone, thanks to the blessing of the sick, enjoyed the plum blossoms leisurely.

Such a beautiful flower should be accompanied by good wine.

As Qin Ran thought about it, someone came over.

Li Linlang said: "Master, here it is."

Qin Ran's eyes fell on the plum tree, he took the bowl and subconsciously took a sip, an indescribable taste spread in his mouth, Qin Ran frowned, and suddenly reacted: "What is this thing? "

Li Linlang happily said: "Doctor Yun prepared the medicine."

He was holding a cup of tea in his hand, but he gave Lord Hou a bowl of something dark and strong, I wonder if he was trying to annoy others.

Li Linlang said again: "Doctor Yun said that the master is going to rest now, don't walk around in the ground for seven days, eat light food, and prohibit alcohol..."

Qin Ran: "..."

It took a few days to be clean, but now it's good, Dr. Yan disappeared, and Dr. Yun came out again, Qin Ran had no choice but to drink the medicine with his head down, pretending to be deaf and unable to hear.He touched the medicine juice with the tip of his tongue, and was dizzy from the taste, he almost wanted to smash the medicine bowl and leave.

He raised his eyes and said, "Don't you not drink tea?"

Li Linlang said: "I'm thirsty, and I saw there was one in the room, so I poured a glass by the way."

Li Linlang didn't drink tea, so the tea in the room was made by Ye Qiu.

Qin Ran said, "Where did your Young Master Ye go?"

Li Linlang spit out a sip of tea in a hurry, and said in a choked voice: "Master, ahem...Ye Ke, Mr. Ye does not belong to my family." It seems to belong to your family...

These words were straightforward, Qin Ran tilted his head to look at Li Linlang worriedly, not knowing how much he listened to.