Everyone except me knows that I'm a broken sleeve

Today's Medical Valley is unusually quiet.

The old man Taomu didn't allow the medicine boys to gather around Yu Xueyuan's door, and sent them to gather medicine to endorse.Jian Qingmu, the youngest, was also carried by a servant to play in the peach blossom forest. The chirping of the birds attracted the attention of the young child. He didn't understand why everyone seemed so silent today. He only knew that the servant brought him The pastries are so delicious that you can't finish them.

Gu Xiaoyong was still wearing Yu Xueyuan's clothes, he was holding the hem of the clothes with both hands, his whole face was wrinkled, his eyes were also red, he looked sad and sad.

The servants coming and going came and went in a hurry and dignified, pots of hot water were changed one after another, there were all kinds of sharp knives, piles of medicinal materials and red-hot coals.Judging from this posture, the condition of the teenager in the room was far more dangerous and troublesome than they had imagined.

Gu Xiaoyong was anxious, but he didn't dare to go in hastily to disturb his master's treatment, so he squatted listlessly at the door, lowered his head and didn't speak.

This treatment lasted for a whole day, until dusk fell, a few scattered stars and a very pale moon appeared in the distant sky, and the number of servants who came and went decreased.

When the Taomu old man came out wiping the sweat from his forehead, he found that his eldest apprentice was squatting on the ground pitifully and aggrievedly. He was more than half bald, and for a while he couldn't tell who was worse.

Seeing him coming out, the child immediately raised his little head and looked at him eagerly, with hope and desire shining in his eyes: "...Master, how is Yu Xueyuan doing?"

The Taomu old man paused when he closed the door. He slowly wiped the sweat from his hands with a handkerchief, and said slowly after considering his words: "...Complicated is indeed quite complicated. Fortunately, the toxins accumulated on his body are not so much. , or even I can’t save it.”

Gu Xiaoyong's eyes lit up, does this mean that he can be rescued?

but……

"Master." He stood up, raised his head and asked, "What does 'accumulated toxin' mean?"

The old man Taomu didn't want to be like other adults, thinking that he was a child so he didn't say anything.Instead, he explained everything clearly: "Young Master Yu's family is quite complicated. Someone should have given him a chronic poison. It shouldn't have been discovered so early, but he went to look for you last night. The legs were entangled with some kind of blue-purple grass in my medicine garden, and the two kinds of poisons were neutralized, so it stimulated the toxins deposited in the body."

Gu Xiaoyong was stunned when he heard this: "Then can he be cured?"

"You don't even believe in your master's medical skills?" The old man Taomu glanced at him, but his tone was obviously much slower, "...but whether he can wake up or not depends on whether he wants to survive."

Gu Xiaoyong: "..."

He finally understood that his master, a quack doctor, couldn't cure that boy at all.It doesn't matter if it can't be cured, but you have to run in front of him to show that you can be cured.

If the ass can be cured, if the patient can't wake up, then the doctor can't do it.

In the whole world, Gu Xiaoyong is probably the only one who can diss his master's medical skills like this.

He didn't wait for the Taomu old man to justify his name, so he opened the door and walked in.

The temperature in the room was very high, and several braziers were burning vigorously, scorching the small square room like the golden sun in the sky.The room was also very quiet, so quiet that apart from the sound of burning coals, no other sounds could be heard.

Such a quiet and hot environment is like a silent hell, using its own unique method to cleanse the souls of sinners.

Gu Xiaoyong walked towards the bed, but saw Yu Xueyuan lying on the bed with a pale face, his lips were completely darkened, a faint bruise appeared under his eyelids, he looked haggard and weak.He was covered with several layers of thick quilts, but even so, he seemed to be in the extreme cold, shivering from the cold.

Yu Xueyuan's breathing was too shallow, if Gu Xiaoyong hadn't been lying on the bedside to observe carefully, he might have thought that his soul had returned to the sky.

The Taomu old man followed Gu Xiaoyong slowly, and said: "I have already cleaned up most of the toxins on his body. If he can wake up tonight, I can clean up the remaining toxins in his body."

"What if he can't wake up?" Gu Xiaoyong's voice was muffled, "What will happen if he can't wake up."

"I'm going to die." The old man Taomu's voice was unbelievably weak. He has saved too many people, but even though he is known as the miracle doctor and living Buddha in the world, there are still many people who cannot be saved.If you have experienced many lives and deaths, then it is not a big deal, "If you die, you will die. People are always going to die anyway."

Gu Xiaoyong raised his head and glared at him with reddened eyes, and he didn't know who he was angry with: "He became like this because he saved me!"

"If he doesn't save you, it will become like this." The old man Taomu patted his apprentice's head, "It's fortunate that he discovered it early, and in a year or two at night, even your master and I can't do anything about it."

Seeing that Gu Xiaoyong was still looking sullen, the Taomu old man took a stool and sat beside him, and taught him so patiently for the first time: "In fact, there are many diseases, and the doctor can only play a guiding role."

"We brought them out of the darkness and led them to the door." The old man Taomu's voice was gentle and loving, "Outside the door is the light of new life, it depends on whether they are willing to open the door. "

Gu Xiaoyong lay down on the bed, staring at the young man on the bed without moving his eyes, as if asking, or muttering to himself: "Why are there people who don't want to live?"

He had experienced so much in his last life, and suffered for so long, if he hadn't become sick and had no strength to live, he would not have given up his life so easily.

The old man Taomu didn't speak, he patted his apprentice's little head, sighed and went out.

The temperature in the room was very high, but the boy on the bed was so cold that he was shivering slightly from head to toe.Gu Xiaoyong moved those braziers a little closer, and then used his little hands to burn on the braziers. When the temperature got high, he immediately put his hands under the quilt, trying to warm Yu Xueyuan.

Sweat dripped down, Gu Xiaoyong's palms and backs were red from the heat, but Yu Xueyuan didn't seem to warm up at all.In the back, Gu Xiaoyong's hands had some blisters, which looked quite tragic.

Knowing that going on like this is not an option, Gu Xiaoyong took off his clothes, stepped on a stool and got into Yu Xueyuan's bed.

It was very cold in the bed, as if covering a huge block of ice, with a hint of coolness oozing.

Gu Xiaoyong shivered and took off Yu Xueyuan's clothes under the quilt, and while trembling, he stuck it on other people's skin, muttering to himself: "It's not cold, it's not cold."

He didn't know whether he was comforting Yu Xueyuan or comforting himself.

snow.

The mountains and plains are full of snow.

The howling cold wind blows majestically from the end of the snow, mixed with icy snow and biting shattered ice, slapping people's faces and necks straight, like a white impermanence holding a chain of ecstasy, coveting , the waiter hooked away the souls of people, and led them down the hell of Shura.

In the snowy field all over the sky, a young man in a thin suit walked aimlessly with a dagger in his hand.

His long eyelashes were covered with frost, and the ice and snow lingered between his hair and the hem of his clothes, as if his head had been dyed white by ice and snow.

His face seemed to be soaked by the cold frost and snow, without the slightest expression.Until he saw the huge mountain villa standing in the snow and ice, and the two people sitting at the gate of the villa.

Yu Xueyuan has his own mother in his memory.

Mother is beautiful and gentle.She always hugged the little him and sat on the threshold of the gate, pointed him with her slender fingers to the wind and snow blowing from afar, and then sang softly.

His mother told him that the Burial Snow Villa was so big that she could hardly get out of it for the rest of her life.However, there is a larger snow field and an endless ice and snow forest outside the Burial Snow Villa, and there are beautiful elk and snow-white rabbits inside.

When she first came to this place, she once hugged a rabbit.White, soft, very comfortable to the touch, it is hard to put it down.

where is that rabbitYuan'er will also catch rabbits for her mother in the future, okay?

The little Yu Xueyuan asked in a childish voice, her eyes were full of innocence and ignorance.

The mother smiled and patted his head, but tears fell down.

Mother will never see that snow-white rabbit again.

After saying this vague raving, the two people sitting on the threshold were blurred by the wind and snow, and finally disappeared in the white snow all over the sky.

What followed was the endless beatings and vicious words of the mistress, the father's indifferent ignorance and sudden severity from time to time, and the various difficulties and ridicules of the younger brothers and sisters.

Such a white and beautiful snow was completely buried by such a dark and terrifying villa.

With a dagger in his hand, the young man ignored the boundless wind and snow, then turned and left without hesitation.

—He was going to find the snow-white rabbit.

Gu Xiaoyong was still suffering from a low-grade fever, and his body temperature was a little higher than usual. He curled up in Yu Xueyuan's arms and writhed here and there, finally covering such a small area.The quilt above his head was lifted suddenly, and the small area he was covering was interwoven with the lingering hot air outside, and then slowly melted away.

The Taomu old man looked at the light.The corners of the mouths of the two naked people couldn't help twitching.

"You have such a small body, what can you cover for heat?"

Gu Xiaoyong stubbornly snatched back the quilt: "I've been covered with heat for a long time, if you hadn't lifted the quilt, I could have covered it even more."

"As long as you're happy." Old Taomu rolled his eyes, and handed over the boiling hot medicine, "Here, take the medicine first, your fever hasn't subsided yet."

"Don't eat." Gu Xiaoyong hid under the blanket, his voice muffled, "How can I warm the blanket after the fever subsides?"