[Sword Three] Baili Maple

"Bastard--"

He was playing the flute as usual, when the young man heard the little girl calling him, he was taken aback for a moment, and put down the flute in his hand.

This is strange, usually at this time, the little girl could not bear the sleepiness and fell asleep, but today was the first time since he played the flute to her that she did not fall asleep, presumably she was stimulated during the day.

Thinking of this, the young man was a little distressed, but he still walked over slowly and sat down on the edge of her bed, and asked softly, "What's the matter? But you're too scared to sleep?"

The little girl shook her head, her face did not have the frightened and flustered expression as before, but a little sad.

"Big villain, why do people get sick and get hurt? Why do people die?"

Hua Ling grabbed the quilt and sat up from the bed, her immature face was full of melancholy that didn't match her age.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and no one can escape this cycle,"

Seeing the little girl's expression, the young man couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch her head to comfort her, but he retracted the moment he reached out, his expression was a little erratic under the flickering candlelight, "Because God It is fair, whether it is the emperor or the common people, whether it is the rich or the poor, everyone will inevitably turn into a piece of loess in the end."

"But, the dead are gone, and those who remain will be very sad..."

Hua Ling frowned and bit her lips.

Today is the first time Hua Ling participated in the treatment of patients. In the past, she was only responsible for picking herbs or preparing prescriptions. At most, she was treating the little deer in Huahai. , but the real practical experience is very little.

Although today was just fighting beside Pei Yuan, it was the first time she faced the bloody treatment process.

Hua Ling has been watching blankly from the side, watching the man finally close his eyes and lifeless, and then, the woman who has been smiling and holding his hand burst into sobs for a moment.

"Later, my senior sister comforted me and said that even with the medical skills of the master, there are times when the treatment is impossible and helpless. If you want to become a qualified doctor, you must go through such times many times. After seeing many times, you will get used to it, and you will get used to it." alright."

Hua Ling bit her lip, her dark eyes were a little watery, "I was very calm when I saw my brother. But, Hua Ling can't do it, Hua Ling doesn't want to get used to such things..."

"Xiao Ling'er—"

The young man grunted, but he was a little flustered, as if he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Why do people get sick, get hurt, and die..."

Hua Ling's brows were tightly frowned, her voice sounded a little crying, she looked up at the young man, her wet eyes were full of puzzled questions.

Facing the little girl's clear gaze, the young man scratched his hair in distress.

How to explain such a thing to a naive and kind little girl who is not deeply involved in the world, who in the Jianghu has not gone through all kinds of bloody storms, and puts life and death aside?Not to mention himself who has gone through wars, seen life and death, and even more tragic scenes than death?

What's more, she is a doctor, as her senior sister said, these are things she has to get used to.

However, when faced with the innocent and immature face of the little girl at this moment, the young man couldn't say those words no matter what.

He sighed, curled his lips, and said helplessly, "Xiao Ling'er, do you want to hear about that girl?"

"That girl?"

Hua Ling was a little unresponsive.

"It's the girl I've been thinking about all this time,"

The young man turned his face away with some awkwardness and said, "She is also a doctor."

Hua Ling opened her eyes wide in surprise, then nodded in a daze.

"When I met her, there was a war there, and the people were exhausted by the war and displaced. As far as I could see, there were refugees with no food or clothing,"

The young man seemed to be lost in memories, and his tone was soft that Hua Ling had never heard before, but the scene he said still made Hua Ling a little unimaginable, "Lack of food, people began to dig tree roots, and then the trees The roots are gone, I am so hungry that I can’t help it, I even eat dirt... People die of hunger every day, and the corpses of the dead people will inevitably become food. arrive……"

"There is no medicine in a place where even food is extremely scarce. Anyone among the refugees who gets sick can only resign themselves to fate. I met her in a place full of hunger and disease."

"When I met her, she was not good-looking. She was hungry for a long time, so she was thin and haggard. Her complexion was yellow and her hair was like dry straw, but her eyes were very special, very bright and quiet. No matter what she faces, there is no flickering at all, and her patients will probably calm down when they see her eyes."

"She is very good at medicine. Even in the absence of medicinal materials and the number of patients is still increasing every day, she tried her best to control the spread of the disease in the refugee camp. Without medicinal materials, she risked her life and quietly passed through the defense line of the garrisoned army in the middle of the night Going up the mountain to collect herbs, groping for herbs in the dark forest, almost falling into the cliff several times, and being bitten by poisonous insects and snakes several times..."

"Later, the mountain was tightly sealed, and she could no longer enter, so she could only rely on the silver needles in her hand and her own internal strength to keep the patients alive. People still died every day, and she burned the corpses with torches."

"It's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with a calm and composed face, but like a soldier who has gone through countless battlefields, she has not wavered at all."

"She has become a bodhisattva among the refugees. Many people who have been rescued secretly gave her the food they saved. She took it and distributed it to other people who had no food."

"Once, an enemy soldier broke into the refugee camp by mistake and saw her, and wanted to touch her in a rude manner. As a result, all the refugees who had been hiding behind her rushed out, even those who could barely walk The children all stretched out their hands in front of her to prevent the soldier from approaching. That was the first time I saw her smile."

"Amazing……"

Hua Ling hugged the quilt and listened a little fascinated, looking at the young man with bright eyes.

Hearing Hua Ling's voice, the young man's voice paused, as if waking up from his memories, he scratched his head and laughed dryly, and continued,

"Yeah, she's a pretty good girl. But, in fact, she looks so calm and steady only because she's in front of her patients... When the people can't see her, she will show a very sad and melancholy face When picking medicine on the mountain and accidentally slipping into the bottom of the cliff, she would shed tears in pain, and if a child secretly fed her food, she would secretly wipe her eyes with emotion, and she would try her best to treat patients who still died. After the body is burned and the ashes are buried, they will squat down in front of the mound and cry hoarsely, and after crying, wipe away the tears and treat the next patient with a calm face as if nothing happened.”

Hua Ling tilted her head and said, "She will cry too?"

"Yeah, she actually loves to cry a lot haha~"

The young man's voice sounded very happy, he lowered his head to look at the little girl again and said, "She once told people that she is a doctor, and she must concentrate on treating patients without any distraction, let alone any other emotions. Mix it in, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes. A doctor holds a person's life in his hands, so he must never make mistakes.

It's just that the doctor is a human being, not a god, and she can't save everyone, so she will be sad, and then work harder for it.She, seeing a lot of deaths, would cry every time she was sad, but when she was done crying and sad, she would continue to see a doctor.

I think, probably from the beginning to the end, she has never been used to facing death, so she cherishes the living and tries her best to prevent death from happening. "

Hua Ling listened in a daze, silent.

"At that time, I thought, this girl is very beautiful~"

The young man smiled and said, "A girl who can maintain such an unchanging innocent heart and such a firm belief, just looking into her eyes is enough to make people worry about it."

"Bastard."

Hua Ling tilted her head and looked at the young man, as if she could see a silly smile on his vague face.

"how?"

"You have a good eye!"

Hua Ling praised him earnestly, and then suddenly thought of something, "Ah, but she has a sweetheart... By the way, what is her name? If she is also a doctor, the brothers and sisters may know her! Can she see you too?" ?”

"..."

The young man curled his lips and turned his face, his voice was somewhat aggrieved, "Yeah, when I met her, she already had a crush. Does it matter if she sees her or not? She doesn't care about me anyway."

Hua Ling gave him a sympathetic look again.

***

In the early morning of the next day, the little girl ran to the medicine hut to help with great energy, and her lively appearance made all the brothers and sisters who were worried about her yesterday heaved a sigh of relief.

Only Zi Qing, who had been to her place last night because she was worried about the little guy, still looked worried.

"Looking at Ah Ling's listless look yesterday, I was afraid that she would be stimulated and her old illness would relapse. Brother Pei said that she would have to pass this test sooner or later. I thought it was a bit too harsh. I didn't expect the little guy to recover in just one night. .”

A certain Wan Hua senior sister who said this noticed Zi Qing's look on the side, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you, are you still worried?"

"……Yes,"

Ziqing nodded hesitantly, and looked at the little girl who was squatting in front of the small medicine stove not far away, trying to fan her fan, "I went to the door of Ah Ling's room last night, and I wanted to go in to comfort her, but I heard She was talking to herself in the room alone, and she was still crying, but she recovered after talking..."

That Senior Sister Wanhua fell silent after hearing that, "It seems that Ah Ling's condition has not improved... I don't know if this hallucination is a blessing or a curse."

Ziqing sighed, "Although Ah Ling looks fine now, I'm always worried... If one day she gets too deep and can't distinguish between illusion and reality, what should I do?"

The author has something to say: Sister Ziqing set up a flag for the little girl Hualing