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

Chapter 73 ◇The Helpless Ending

Ximen Chuuxue took over Lingbi's patients.

For three whole days, Ximen Chuuxue carefully read through the handwriting written by Miracle Doctor Song, and carefully read all the prescriptions of Lingbi.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that it would be impossible to develop a method to completely cure the plague according to the thinking of the genius doctor Song.

In the tent, the charcoal fire was burning very vigorously, and it made a fluttering sound from time to time.

Lingbi stood up strongly, her eyes glistened with water, she stubbornly looked at Ximen Chuixue and said, "You are lying."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at her coldly, "Believe it or not."

But it turned out that although Miracle Doctor Song was passionate when he was young, his nature was evil and he liked to take shortcuts. Even if he never chose the wrong path back then, he might not be able to become a real medical master.It is precisely because of this that in his last year in Hua's family, his medical skills did not advance but retreated, and he was almost surpassed by Ximen Chuuxue.

Affected by human beings, his method of curing the epidemic can only be regarded as a trick, and it cannot completely solve the problem at all.If a person infected with the plague is treated with this method, the mild one can be cured, but the severe one will be completely ineffective.

In other words, if Lingbi wants to save everyone, then she has to put aside the idea of ​​Doctor Song, and then come up with a theory on her own, and the medical method derived from this theory must be fast and thorough, and can catch up with the current medical practice. It works on the group of patients who may die at any time.

This is absolutely impossible.

For a moment, Lingbi felt physically and mentally exhausted, her breathing became heavier and faster, and she almost suffocated.Hua Manlou, who was sitting in front of the bed, showed distress, and hurriedly grabbed her shoulders and patted her hands to comfort her.

After a while, Lingbi moved her lips and said, "Master, you..."

"I can't do it." Ximen Chuuxue interrupted her coldly, "There is no need for a doctor here."

Hearing this, Lingbi's body trembled, and his eyes slowly faded away.She retracted into Hua Manlou's arms, frowned, her eyes were swaying, and she murmured: "Why is this, how can it be like this..."

Victims suffering from illnesses flashed before Lingbi's eyes one by one. Some had black complexions and twitched and vomited blood; some convulsed and screamed in despair; , saying "I don't want to die, my illness is cured, let me pass!"

Immediately afterwards, the prosperous scene of the past appeared in front of Lingbi.The street with people coming and going, the people applauding the storyteller in the lotus shed, the small town with simple and honest people, the old man with white beard who is seeing a doctor, Yan Qi, Guo Dalu, Sanba, a scholar couple...

In the end, a scene of Hu Dagui sloppy and powerless in the tent appeared in front of her eyes.With wrinkled face, Hu Dagui raised his hand to her with difficulty, held Hua Manlou's hand with hers, and then smiled gratifiedly.

There is too much helplessness, too much despair in this land, and Lingbi can empathize with every pain and remorse.How much she wants to heal the scars of this land, bring back all the ordinary and beautiful times, and return them to the people here.

However, she is just a struggling one among all living beings. She once ran full of hope, but finally fell to the ground hard.She raised her head and silently looked at the road ahead, which was too long, as if it had no end.

"It can't be cured, it can't be saved..." Lingbi murmured, "I'm useless..."

Hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue's expression became even colder, and he said, "You are not a god." Then, he changed the subject and said flatly, "You don't have to blame yourself, you have already done everything you can. "

Lingbi lowered her head and gave a low reply.

Just when Lingbi was indulging in grief, Hua Manlou frowned slightly, and said to Ximen, "Master, do you have a way to cure Ah Bi?"

This time Lingbi was seriously ill, and the illness was very complicated, more dangerous than ordinary patients. Although Hua Manlou didn't show it on the surface, she was worried about it day by day.However, Ximen Chuixue denied the cure of Song Miracle Doctor, and also showed that he was helpless. Hua Manlou was anxious, and really couldn't care about other people or other things.

Everyone has selfishness, even Huamanlou, whose heart is like a bright moon.In the same way, if Lingbi hadn't been in his place, I'm afraid he wouldn't have worked so hard on the plague.

Hearing this question, Ximen Chuuxue took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill from it, and handed it to Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou held the pill and asked, "What is this?"

"The medicine, the medicine that can bring the dead back to life." Ximen Chuixue said lightly, "There is only one in the world."

Hua Manlou was taken aback for a moment, then said respectfully for a while, "Thank you."

The fingers rubbing against the hilt of the sword moved, and Ximen Chuuxue gave a slow "hmm".

In fact, this medicine did not belong to Ximen Chuuxue, but was sent to him by Yu Luocha a month ago.Yu Luocha not only gave him pills, but also told him the current situation of Lingbi.Therefore, long before Lu Xiaofeng found Ximen Chuuxue, he knew about it and set off for Kaifeng ahead of time, and Lu Xiaofeng met him on the way.

When Yu Luocha came to deliver the medicine that day, his expression was gloomy, and he seemed to be gnashing his teeth. Ximen Chuuxue was surprised, so he asked the old housekeeper to investigate.

Things were quickly investigated.But it turned out that since Yu Luocha took the opportunity to tease Zhu Youtang a year ago, the young emperor began to plan secretly.During this year, Zhu Youtang started from scratch, not only found out the details of Yu Luocha, but also quietly took hold of him.

Originally, Zhu Youtang stayed on the sidelines, but after learning that Lingbi was sick, Zhu Youtang, who knew that Yu Luocha had hidden the elixir, challenged him.

From Lingbi's decision to stay in Kaifeng to the time she contracted the plague, Zhu Youtang never blamed her, he respected her choice.She bears for him and pays for him; he also bears for her and pays for her. This is the power of family affection.

No one has the right to prevent the growth of the person he loves, even if he can't sleep every day, is afraid, and wishes to replace him with his body.

Of course, no one has the right to prevent others from giving for the one he loves, even if the giving will cost him nothing.

Because Lingbi was saved, Hua Manlou finally had a smile on his face. He leaned forward slightly, and said warmly to Lingbi who was trembling in his arms: "Good boy, let's take the medicine."

Ling Bi stared blankly at the pill in Hua Manlou's hand, then sneered suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "There are so many patients, why give it to me?"

Hua Manlou's lips were slightly pale, and he said with a smile, "Because there is only one medicine."

Lingbi laughed suddenly, she covered her eyebrows and eyes with her hands, tears kept leaking from between her fingers, and soaked on Huamanlou's sleeves.

"There is only one medicine, only one!" Lingbi smiled heartbreakingly, "I won't take it, I can't take it—"

Hua Manlou's smile gradually deepened, and he said softly, "A Bi, are you afraid of choosing?"

Lingbi grabbed Hua Manlou's skirt and wept bitterly.

Hua Manlou gently wiped the tears from Lingbi's cheeks, her voice was soft but firm, "Seventh Brother is not afraid of choices, this time, let Seventh Brother choose."

After speaking, he lifted Lingbi's chin, gently opened Lingbi's mouth, and pushed the pill in.Lingbi struggled violently, but was held firmly in Huamanlou's arms.Just as she was about to spit out the pill, Hua Manlou blocked her lips.

The strong tongue invaded immediately, and gently entangled with Lingbi's uvula.While pushing and shoving, the pill slowly slipped into Lingbi's throat, leaving the fragrance of the medicine between their lips and teeth.

With the disappearance of the pill, the entanglement between the lips and teeth gradually subsided.When his lips and teeth were about to separate, Hua Manlou suddenly leaned forward again, lightly bit Lingbi's red lips a few times, and then pressed his own lips tightly.

Lips pressed against lips, breathing alternately, such movements are obviously not intimate enough, but instead give birth to infinite lingering, infinite warmth.

Lingbi gradually stopped trembling, and her thick and straight eyelashes were covered with tears.With the trembling of the eyelashes, tears fell one by one, moistening the faces of the two of them.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes glowed strangely for an instant, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.His expression was very complicated, as if he was amused, but also as if he was a little sighing.

Hua Manlou didn't care about Ximen Chuuxue's opinion, he slowly separated from Lingbi, and then comforted her softly.Lingbi had experienced ups and downs in her heart, and now she felt very tired, and gradually fell asleep.

After Lingbi fell asleep, Ximen Chuixue said to Huamanlou with interest in his eyes, "I thought Huamanlou was a gentleman, so he would never behave like Meng Lang."

Hua Manlou with a haggard complexion smiled and said: "It seems that the owner doesn't understand men."

Ximen Chuuxue stopped talking.

In the next few days, Lingbi's high fever persisted, and she woke up from time to time.Ximen Chuuxue's pill is not a panacea, it will work as soon as you take it.This pill can only exert its effect of bringing the dead back to life if it makes the patient go through some torture.

During the period when Lingbi was in a coma, the imperial envoy saw that most of the disaster victims had recovered, but only a small half of the victims had never recovered, so they had different thoughts.

What method can make a seriously ill person disappear quickly?What method can make the matter here can be concluded as quickly as possible?And what is the way to make this imperial envoy return to Beijing as soon as possible?

Kill all the seriously ill people directly.

Huamanlou and Ximen Chuixue joined forces to prevent the evil deeds of the imperial envoy, and proposed to move the seriously ill people out of the city to continue drinking medicine.During the period, the old eunuch and all the hidden guards appeared and beat the imperial envoy.The imperial envoy had no choice but to give up.

When Lingbi recovered and woke up, those seriously ill people had all died, their bodies were all cremated, and even the ashes were not allowed to be collected by their relatives.

So far, there are no more people infected with the plague in Kaifeng City. They have all gone to another world, waiting for another life, another kind of suffering and helplessness.No one is happy about it.

In the middle of the night, Lingbi stood alone outside the tent, quietly looking up at the dark sky.

Tonight there is no star, no moon, not even a cloud, the whole sky is empty, nothing, like a bottomless pool of black water.

The cold wind blew by, and Lingbi folded her arms and trembled slightly.At this time, a warm fur coat was draped over Lingbi's body.Lingbi didn't look back, she knew who was behind her.

"Brother Seven," Lingbi said softly, "Before they left... have you ever visited them?"

Hua Manlou said disappointedly: "Yes, I went to meet everyone. When that moment came, everyone entrusted me to do the same thing."

"What's the matter?" Lingbi slowly turned to look at him.

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "They want me to tell you something—thank you."

The author has something to say: the end of Kaifeng dungeon, this is a helpless ending, as I said at the beginning, I will not give Lingbi too much cheating.The method of preventing and controlling the plague was not discovered until the end of the Ming Dynasty. One can imagine what the consequences would be for the victims of the plague in the previous thousands of years...

Don't think about anything, let's keep our emotions in such a helpless but warm ending of the dungeon.

This chapter was written very slowly. I haven’t stopped since I finished my meal. As a working dog, I have to get up at 6:[-] tomorrow morning, but I feel very peaceful when I write it.

Worth is more important than anything else, thank you readers who love me~

PS: Please learn how to make one second with Hua Manlou, a master girl teaser.