Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

Chapter 70◇Awakening

Recently, a shadow has been cast over the city of Kaifeng again.

The condition of some infected people began to deteriorate, and more and more people died day by day.The disaster victims watched those who had joked with them die one by one, and the grief in their hearts can be imagined.

Now, everyone in the city knows that Lingbi's prescription is only effective for people with mild symptoms. Those who were infected with the plague in the past drank the medicine, and it was just a delay for a while.

No one blamed Lingbi for this, and the victims knew that she had done her best.After she appeared, most people with mild symptoms were able to recover, and no one was newly infected with the plague in the city.

People's hearts are fleshy and warm. These victims remember Lingbi's kindness in their hearts and remember it clearly.

Although no one blamed himself, Lingbi still blamed himself.If her medical skills were better, and she could study Song Miracle Physician's handwriting more thoroughly, perhaps these disaster victims could be completely saved.

When she left the capital and wandered around, Lingbi was studying in various places while sorting out the manuscripts of the genius doctor Song.Song Miracle Physician's handwriting is very messy, and the things recorded in it are just written at will, and have not been classified.It took Lingbi half a year to sort out the manuscripts of Miracle Doctor Song.

In more than a dozen volumes of manuscripts, the handwriting and mood of Song Miracle Doctor have changed.At the beginning, his handwriting was not dry and moist, with both squares and circles, and his recorded experience was also very detailed and cautious.Gradually, his handwriting became scribbled and insolent, like a runaway horse, and the experience recorded in his handwriting became less and less, more and more concise, and in the end, he did not record at all up.

Lingbi still remembers how she felt when she first read the experience of the plague recorded by the genius doctor of Song Dynasty. Those words were full of warmth and compassion, revealing a doctor's determination to help the world and save people and his awe for life.

The manuscript records the entire process of Song's miracle doctor staying in a certain place where the plague broke out to save people in his early years, and clearly recorded the symptoms of the people infected with the plague in various periods.During the three-month stay, the genius doctor Song not only came up with a method that could alleviate the plague symptoms, but also broke the superstition and found out the proof of the plague infection.

At the end of his experience, the young Miracle Doctor Song vowed to develop a cure for the plague in ten years, but in the blink of an eye, many ten years have passed, and now the Miracle Doctor Song has become a piece of loess. The matter was forgotten, together with the heart of the doctor who sympathized with the world.

Lingbi often thought that if the genius doctor of Song Dynasty had not gone astray due to a single thought, with his medical skills, maybe a cure for the plague would have come out early, and now none of the victims in Kaifeng would be killed by the plague. Lives lost, loved ones lost.

For four full months, Lingbi used his shallow medical skills to study the manuscripts of the genius doctor Song, and then healed the disaster victims according to the methods he studied.

She also thought about asking for help, but firstly, the plague was dangerous and the letters were not smooth, so she couldn't invite someone to take risks from other places, and secondly, the methods recorded by the genius doctor of Song Dynasty were too deviant and would not be tolerated by family doctors. None of the other doctors wanted to read it, nor did they want to stand out.

For four full months, Lingbi still hadn't gone out of the idea of ​​Dr. Song, she was like a toddler, following the people in front of her step by step.

She watched the seriously ill people weaken day by day, watched them struggle, scream, and then go to death, just like the genius doctor Song.

She was angry, she was unwilling, she was in pain, and she was tormented in her heart, but no matter how hard she tried, she was powerless, and no matter how hard she tried to keep her, she was helpless. She thought, in this life, she would never be able to forget these people and these things.

In the future, in the tent full of medicinal smell.

Lingbi stuffed Hu Dagui's hand into the quilt, forced a smile and said, "Uncle looks much better today."

Hu Dagui, whose face was darkened, smiled with difficulty, "Yes, that's good."

After a moment of silence, he panted, and said intermittently, "This morning...was...Wang Mazi, who was next to me, also went..."

Lingbi stopped talking, her eyes suddenly filled with water.

"Don't cry..." Hu Dagui struggled to pat Lingbi's head, but couldn't lift his wrist, "No one will blame you..."

Lingbi lowered her head, desperately suppressing the broken cries.At this moment, her complexion was very haggard, and the shadows under her eyes were very deep.In the past few days, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight suddenly, as if she would collapse when the wind blows.

With dry and chapped lips trying to open and close, Hu Dagui said seriously to Lingbi: "Nizi, you... hurry up, don't stay here..."

Lingbi raised her head abruptly, and was about to refute when she was interrupted by Hua Manlou who came in through the curtain.

"Abi, you are tired too, let's call it a day."

After finishing speaking, Hua Manlou ignored Lingbi's objection, hugged her by the waist, lifted the curtain and went out.Seeing this, Hu Dagui grinned, and in the middle of the smile, he suddenly coughed violently, and then fell asleep with his eyes closed while panting.

"You put me down, I still have a lot to do!" Lingbi yelled angrily, but suddenly coughed a few times after a gust of cool wind, shivering in Huamanlou's arms.

Hua Manlou frowned deeply.

After Lingbi fainted that day, he hurriedly carried Lingbi back to the tent, and found a trusted doctor to treat her.When the terrified doctor diagnosed that Lingbi was infected with the plague, Hua Manlou's heartbeat almost stopped at that moment.

Lingbi quickly regained consciousness, but was still weak.She is a doctor herself, of course she knows her condition.She knew that her illness was very mild and could be completely cured, so she didn't take this matter to heart, and only secretly drank the medicine in private.

Although Lingbi didn't care, Huamanlou almost went crazy.When Lingbi was struggling to get up to do something, Hua Manlou suddenly wrapped her in his arms, pressed her forehead against her, and said word by word: "Give me a good rest, and when you recover, I will take you away."

Lingbi naturally didn't want to be at the mercy of Huamanlou, but Huamanlou had already made up her mind and forbade her to resist at all.There was a fierce quarrel between the two, and Lingbi almost said all the harsh words that could be said before Huamanlou finally let go and allowed her to see the victims occasionally.

Now the doctors in the city are all taught by Lingbi very well, each one can see a doctor independently, there is no shortage of doctor Lingbi.Moreover, Lingbi will get sick because of his frequent daily contact with seriously ill people.Therefore, until Lingbi is completely cured, Hua Manlou absolutely does not want her to have more contact with the patient.

If Lingbi was disobedient and secretly went to visit a patient who was familiar with her, he would take her away as if no one else was there, and then he would not allow her to go out that day.

Hua Manlou carried Ling Bi all the way back to the tent. He placed Ling Bi on the soft bed, then picked up a book and sat beside her.

"Huamanlou, I want to go out!" Lingbi said coldly.

Hua Manlou said lightly, "No."

Lingbi raised her eyebrows and laughed, "Aren't you afraid that I will infect you?"

Huamanlou ignored her.

Lingbi got angry and roared, "Why do you control me, I don't want you to control me!"

Hearing this, Hua Manlou laughed vaguely, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lingbi's wrist, slowly pulled her to the front of him, and said in a low voice, "Leave me alone...then you want to Who cares?"

Lingbi's cheeks blushed, and she shook the blooming hand angrily, turned around and lay down angrily.The moment she turned around, Hua Manlou's face showed deep sorrow and sadness.

Perhaps because Lingbi had come into contact with too many and complicated patients, the disease that could be cured with just a few doses of medicine became worse and worse day by day, like a menacing flood, vowing to destroy the world.

Lingbi weakened rapidly, coughing and wheezing continuously.Sometimes she would have a fever and be unconscious for days and nights.She knew in her heart that the symptoms of the plague on her were different from those of others, and she might be very dangerous now.

Huamanlou couldn't sleep at first, sometimes he just sat by Lingbi's bed all night.Lingbi wanted to drive Huamanlou away, and wanted him to stay away from her, but Huamanlou didn't listen to her.

"I will really infect you..." Lingbi would cry until she almost collapsed every time she saw Huamanlou.

At this time, Huamanlou would gently hold Lingbi's little hand, put it in front of her lips, rub it, peck and kiss her, and then, almost sighing, comfort her in a gentle voice, "Then it will be contagious, Brother Seven will Be with Abi all the time."

More and more people died, and the victims who were extremely sad in the face of death gradually became numb, and everyone had a heart-wrenching indifference on their faces.

At the beginning of November, the warm-hearted uncle Hu Dagui died quietly.Before he died, Hua Manlou had visited him.At that time, Hu Dagui, who was almost delirious, recognized Huamanlou at a glance. He wanted to grab Huamanlou's hand, but he held back.

At the moment before death came, Hu Dagui tried his best to speak, he tried his best to look at Huamanlou, and told him over and over again to take Lingbi away quickly, and to go farther away.

At that time, Lingbi's condition had improved slightly, Hua Manlou was afraid that she would be sad, so she concealed the matter.

After returning that day, Hua Manlou suddenly asked Lingbi, "Abi, why would you rather risk your own life to stay here?"

Lingbi was stunned for a moment, then coughed weakly, and said slowly: "Before...the old man said something to me in class, I always remember...he said that the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were all jerks. , do some evil things, there will be retribution in the future."

After a pause, she leaned closer to Huamanlou, and asked him, "You said, it was the Zhu family who committed the crime, why did God repay these ordinary people?" At the end, she closed her eyes and said softly, "Perhaps the crime my brother and I suffered when we were young is also a kind of retribution..."

Hua Manlou slowly helped the weak Lingbi into his arms, then rubbed her cheeks, and said softly: "Don't think too much, even if the Zhu family is guilty, the suffering you suffered back then is enough for you to pay off. Besides Your elder brother is a good emperor, he has been helping the Zhu family and the Ming Dynasty to pay off their debts. A Bi, you haven’t been a princess for a few years, so you don’t owe anyone anything.”

"If I don't owe anyone, can I do nothing?" Lingbi shook her head, panting, "My brother is paying off the debt, I want to accompany him, I don't want to leave him alone."

Hua Manlou shook Lingbi's hand, and said solemnly, "I see."

Lingbi talked a lot, but felt very tired, she hugged Huamanlou, half coquettishly half aggrievedly dawdling.Since she fell ill, her relationship with Hua Manlou has eased.

After Lingbi fell asleep, Hua Manlou gently placed her on the couch, and carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt for her.Lingbi's breathing was a little short, apparently even in her sleep, the illness was still tormenting her.

Hua Manlou sat quietly, for a long while, his breathing became a little heavy, he sighed deeply, then bent down and kissed Lingbi's forehead.

A kiss full of pity fell from Lingbi's forehead, slid across the straight bridge of the nose, lingered on the tip of the small nose for a moment, and then accurately covered Lingbi's soft lips.

At this moment, all the fear and anxiety were no longer important, and he finally admitted his feelings for Lingbi in his heart.In a person's life, there is nothing important except death, and there is nothing he can't see through.

The author has something to say: Hua Manlou has admitted her feelings, but Xiao Lingbi may not be able to accept it, 23333

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