Cold and warm depend on each other

Xue Wanxiang was taken aback by the old man's words, and asked with blinking eyes: "Huh? What kind of pills?" Then he suddenly realized, and was even surprised: "You made the pills? You gave him the pills Ah Zhe took? Are you Is it the master of the Junshan sect?"

"It turns out that this girl is from the Junshan School. No wonder there are Ningxiang Pills." The old man looked sideways, with a smile and undisguised teasing in his eyes: "Cao Mosheng is your master?"

"Ah! No..." Xue Wanxiang waved her hands and explained, "Azhe is a disciple of the Junshan School. I...I..." She stumbled and didn't know how to introduce her relationship with Su Zhe.

Only then did the old man notice Su Zhe's bun and a brocade robe beside the bed, which was obviously a man's attire.The old man stroked his beard, thinking that he knew everything, and he said clearly: "I see. Did Cao Mosheng, a stubborn guy, not allow you to be together? You two eloped?"

"Ah?" Xue Wanxiang blushed, and before she could say anything else, the old gentleman comforted him cheerfully, "Don't be afraid. There are eight or nine pavilions out of ten pavilions in the north and south of the river. Although the situation is rare, it is not unheard of. I understand."

What do you understand? !

Xue Wanxiang's face was blushing, and her forehead was almost smoking.

"It's not what you think, we're not...not...private..." She bit her lip, unable to utter the word, she simply changed the subject, and hurriedly asked the serious matter: "You said that Azhe eats the detox/poison/ Did you give the medicine to her master?"

The old man responded, the cynicism on his face subsided, and he muttered: "My Ningxiang pill is for emergency, and I need to use another medicine to neutralize it. I felt her pulse just now, but her internal strength was gone. It must have been suppressed by Ningxiang Wan when it detoxified the poison. She has been like this for five or six days, right?"

"Yes. Today is the fifth day. She was poisoned on the edge of the cliff before. The elder brother who sent her back said that she had already realized that she had lost all her internal strength."

The old gentleman looked at Su Zhe's face, then took her other hand to feel the pulse for a while, frowned, and said slowly: "It's a bit late."

"Sir... Ah Zhe... I beg you to save her!" Xue Wanxiang was standing beside the bed, tears streaming down her face.

"It's not that I can't save it, but it's too long and it's troublesome." The old man stood up, looked at the tears on her face, and said with a joke: "I said it's not Xiaoqinger, it's not Xiaoqinger, what are you so nervous about?" ?”

Xue Wanxiang still had tears in her eyes, her cheeks blushed again when she heard this, and it went all the way to her ears, wanting to argue endlessly.

The old gentleman laughed loudly: "Forget it! Wait for the old man to find some medicinal materials and give her a prescription of Shu Yin. Just solve it and it will be fine."

Xue Wanxiang wiped away her tears and sent him to the door, and asked, "I dare not ask you your name, what should I call you?"

"My surname is Fan. In Jianghu... hey, you can just call me old man Fan." Fan Mingguang waved his hand indifferently: "I'll go find medicine for you, so please take care of her. I'll come again at this time tomorrow .”

Xue Wanxiang smiled slightly: "Yes. Junior Xue Wanxiang, thank you Mr. Fan."

"What's the name of your little lover?"

Xue Wanxiang: ...

"Her name is Su Zhe." Xue Wanxiang bit her lip.

"Hmm. Okay. Stay for a while. The old man will come back tomorrow." Fan Mingguang felt that the little girl was so cute, and thought about how to help them.

I heard that the sleepy girl on the bed ran to the gate of hell because of a heroic act. Since he met him, he would naturally pull her back from the gate of hell, otherwise he would not be worthy of the nickname "Yan Wangji" given to him by his friends in the world.

This night Xue Wanxiang finally felt relieved, after washing and washing, she lit a pine lamp and sat on the embroidered pier beside the bed, holding her face to look at Su Zhe.

The light was very warm, reflecting Su Zhe's handsome eyebrows and eyes, his chin slightly retracted, leaving a faint shadow on the warm quilt.

"Azhe. Did you hear that too?" She looked at her and smiled: "The solution you took was made by Mr. Fan. It's called Ningxiang Wan. Your internal strength is suppressed by its medicinal properties. The old man went looking for medicine for you. When he comes over tomorrow, you will be able to wake up! Are you happy?"

She said and nodded her nose.

Su Zhe fell asleep quietly.

Xue Wanxiang looked at her for a long time, then slowly leaned on her arm that was exposed outside the quilt, pressed her face against Su Zhe's wrist, and said softly, "Azhe, I'm very happy."

The next day, Xue Wanxiang woke up looking forward to the appointment yesterday, but Fan Mingguang didn't show up until the end of Shen Youchu.

Xue Wanxiang was so anxious that she fidgeted in the room and opened the door several times to look around. Fortunately, when she stared outside the house for the ninth time, Mr. Fan finally appeared on the other side of the wooden stairs.

"Old sir." Xue Wanxiang stepped forward a few steps and met him at the stairs.

Fan Mingguang nodded, carrying the medicine box this time.

"Girl, you have been waiting for a long time. I have a medicine. I went to several shops and couldn't find it. Finally, it was kept by an old medicine farmer." Fan Mingguang said, put down the medicine box, walked to the side of the bed, took a look, He was not in a hurry to diagnose the pulse, but washed his hand with water in the copper basin on the wooden shelf, and then put three fingers on Su Zhe's pulse gate.

Withdrawing his hand for a while, he looked at Xue Wanxiang calmly: "Xue girl, there was something yesterday that I didn't explain in time."

"Please tell me, old man." Xue Wanxiang knew that it must be related to Su Zhe's injury, so she waited respectfully for him to speak.

Fan Mingguang considered for a moment, frowned slightly and said, "You little lover..."

"Mr. Fan!!" Xue Wanxiang stomped her feet, and the crimson color on her face was shy or angry: "I and Ah Zhe are friends!"

Fan Mingguang chuckled, but stopped again, and said with a little sigh, "Su Zhe, right? If she had this symptom in the first day or two after taking Ningxiang Pill, it would be natural for her to use a prescription from me. It was untied. But after delaying for so long, I'm afraid I still need a good medicine primer to flush out the medicine in her body."

"What kind of medicine? Where can I find it? Ask the old man for guidance!" Xue Wanxiang stood by the square table and spoke a few words quickly.

Fan Mingguang took the medicine box on the table, and unscrewed the small copper buckle, which was divided into three layers. There were all kinds of medicinal materials, acupuncture and moxibustion materials in it, but there was no pen and ink.He took out a few packs of medicine wrapped in oiled paper from the top layer, put them on the table, and took out a small porcelain bottle from the bottom layer.

"You need fresh blood, human blood, to moisten the medicine in this porcelain bottle."

Xue Wanxiang froze for a moment, then stretched out her palm: "Just use my blood."

Fan Mingguang watched her roll up her sleeves, her fair arms were full of youthful and healthy luster. "Do you know how much blood is needed for this? The old man told you that it takes a bowl of blood to moisten this bottle of medicine. And two doses of medicine a day, each time, you need a bowl." Really think about it?"

Xue Wanxiang's face turned pale, but she still nodded without hesitation, with a pleading look in her eyes: "I beg the old man to save her."

Fan Mingguang took out a delicate small silver knife from the medicine box, grabbed her wrist, and took a deep look at her.

Xue Wanxiang was a little scared after all, she pursed her lips and looked away, just happened to land her eyes on the bed, looking at the sleeping Su Zhe, she was a little inexplicably happy amidst the fear.

In the future, her own blood will flow in her body. Thousands of mountains and evening snow, thousands of miles of clouds, she will be inseparable from her life and death.

Her fingertips stabbed sharply, she turned her head and saw Mr. Fan squeezed her finger, and dripped a drop of blood into the porcelain bottle.

"Didn't you say you want a sea bowl?" Xue Wanxiang asked in a daze.

Old man Fan didn't lift his eyes: "I lied to you."

Xue Wanxiang: ...

"You lied to me. You scared me to death." Xue Wanxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and spoke in a very low voice.Thinking of Mr. Fan's playfulness, he had no choice but to give up.

"Scared you to death, didn't you rush to cut the pulse and bleed?" Fan Mingguang glanced at her and smiled like a mischievous old urchin: "You would go through fire and water for this girl, and you said it was just a friend? Mo Make the wind blind."

Xue Wanxiang was a little confused when she listened.She lowered her head and said nothing.

After the medicine was prepared, Fan Mingguang instructed a few things to pay attention to when decocting the medicine: "The medicinal property of this prescription is to stimulate, well, it means to stimulate her repressed temper. She If you want to do anything, you can let her go, and when everything is scattered, people will be awake."

"What is she going to do... mean what?"

"I don't know either. What she wants most, she will pray for in her dreams. This medicine is urging her to expand what she wants. For example, if someone loves money, then give him a lot of gold and silver jewels Then, once the medicine is stimulated, the man will wake up."

"Okay..." Xue Wanxiang tilted her head and thought, what would Su Zhe like?

When he was about to leave, Old Man Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Cao Mosheng is stubborn, but it's not unreasonable. Hurry up and wait until this girl's injury is cured, and I'll intercede with you."

Xue Wanxiang thought for a while before realizing that Cao Mosheng was Su Zhe's master.She rubbed the center of her eyebrows, quite helplessly: "Why are you so persistent about this matter?"

Old Man Fan said solemnly: "Because when I was young, I once saw a pair of women. One of them was seriously ill, and the other wanted to save her. It's a pity that I was not skilled in medicine at that time, so I couldn't save her. I watched her die. The other woman didn't cry or make a fuss, and gave me all the money in the family, begging me to bury them together. You know, after she finished saying that, she hit the wall all of a sudden, like moths to a flame , can't be stopped."

In just a few words, Xue Wanxiang felt thrilled.Reluctantly restraining his mind and trying to explain something, Fan Mingguang shook his head and walked away.

Back in the room, Xue Wanxiang couldn't help but look at Su Zhe, who was still in a deep sleep, unafraid of honor or disgrace.She stared at that handsome face in a daze, and after a while, she said to herself: "I put her through fire and water, just because she can give up her life for me. It's not because of anything else."

When I said this, the night wind in the courtyard was strong, blowing the fallen flowers and leaves all over the ground, like a prosperous old dream, beautiful and illusory, but I can no longer see clearly the direction when I came.