Inheriting the magic can only fall in love GL

As the saying goes, there is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart.

Yi Lingyao feels that nothing is impossible, as long as she thinks about it.

"You're so stingy." She curled her lips in an unhappy manner. While speaking, the work of changing the dressing in the dangerous area had unknowingly come to an end.

"Miss Penny, the medicine has been changed, and you have eaten breakfast too. It's up to you whether you sit or lie down."

There is no third option anyway.

someone on the bed...

"Wait a moment."

Holding the tray, Yi Lingyao paused when she walked to the door. The speaker's voice was not loud, but it was enough to reach her ears.

The other party seemed to have been fighting for a long time, "Yun Zhao."

"Huh?" A question mark popped out of Yi Lingyao's head.

"The name you want."

"……Oh."

See, as long as she wants to, it will always come true. .

Yi Lingyao showed a triumphant smile with her back to the bed, "I remember."

Yun Zhao, this name is not only not unpleasant, but even has a little artistic conception, I don't know why she can't say it so much.

Of course, even if he told her, Yi Lingyao would not naively think that the other party had opened his heart to her, that is, he just couldn't get used to her casual nicknames.

The sun is just right, the most suitable for working.

Yi Lingyao sighed, and sat down in the yard exhausted physically and mentally.

"Why are you absent-minded?"

Before asking this question, the old man had been observing Yi Lingyao for a while, but this girl is usually very perceptive, but not today, after staring at her for a long time, he didn't notice it at all.

"...Master." Yi Lingyao recovered.

The old man's face was a little dignified, and he couldn't see the specific reason, but it must have something to do with Yi Lingyao, "You've been in a bad mood recently."

Bad spirits are undeniable.

Yi Lingyao was in a complicated mood, couldn't sleep well, how could she be in good spirits?I have to work during the day, and take care of the ancestor in the house by the way.

Silence expresses acquiescence, and secretly expresses protest by the way.

But the old man didn't mean it in this way. He didn't think about the same thing as Yi Lingyao at all. The so-called "spirit" was not because of her dark circles, but the "spirituality" that represented vitality.

"Have you been dreaming these two days?"

When it came to the point, Yi Lingyao said weakly, "Yeah, I feel like I started doing it as soon as I closed my eyes, until I woke up...it's like I didn't sleep after sleeping all night."

But it's not uncommon. She has a lot of dreams, and she has to have one or two of them every day, which means that the past two days have been a little more intensive, probably because of her bed.

The floor was not as soft as the bed, and she couldn't sleep comfortably. In the final analysis, it was all up to her.

The old man was thoughtful, "What dream did you have?"

What dream?It is said that I am afraid that several movie scripts will be produced.

Yi Lingyao doesn't have any skills, but she has a big brain. Every night, she starts to go to sea, and she has encountered all kinds of weird things in her dreams.

But if I really wanted her to say it, I couldn't say a single word.The movements of Yi Lingyao's hands stopped, and his mind went blank for a moment, as if those dreams had never existed, and he couldn't remember even one of them.

It was only at this time that she realized that she was always immersed in the cognition of "her own dreams are wonderful", but she never seemed to recall any of them carefully, even the ones that were particularly impressive at the time.

"Strange, I can't remember." She really didn't have any memory at all. She tried her best, but it didn't work at all.

Because of these words, the master's dignified face suddenly became even uglier.

But when Yi Lingyao raised his head to look at him, he pushed away the clouds and put on an innocuous look.

But dreams are something that you forget when you wake up, so it should be normal if you can't remember it.Yi Lingyao comforted herself, not paying too much attention.

It was another thing that made her just lose her mind.

"Master."

This time the old man was in a daze, only to wake up from his thoughts after being called out by his apprentice.

Yi Lingyao didn't find anything wrong with the old man, she had something on her mind, weighed it up, and then continued to ask, "I just felt her pulse, and there seems to be something wrong."

This "she" naturally refers to Yun Zhao.

Because of the previous incident, the old man didn't like to see Yun Zhao very much, so he didn't care much about her affairs.But when Yi Lingyao asked a question, he still saved face, "What's the problem?"

"I thought she had external injuries plus internal injuries, but after feeling the pulse today, I found that she still seems to..."

"Poisoned?" The old man answered her.

"Yes, yes, yes," she was originally skeptical, so she said a little unconfidently, but as soon as the old man said the words, she immediately found an authority, "It's just poisoned."

The old man casually threw disgust in capital letters on her face, as if to say that she only found out now.

Before, Yun Zhao's internal injuries were too serious, which could be said to be a matter of life and death, which naturally attracted Yi Lingyao's full attention, but now her internal injuries have improved greatly, and other diseases have no shelter and are gradually exposed.

"You discovered it a long time ago?" Yi Lingyao realized the problem belatedly.

The old man naturally knew about it early in the morning, but it was also because the internal injury was more serious, so he didn't mention it for the time being. Later, some unpleasant things happened, so he didn't bother to talk about it.

"Your master, I haven't degenerated to be as stupid as you."

Yi Ling Yao...

All right, Master is right.

"Then is the poison in the way?" So Yi Lingyao continued to act stupid with peace of mind.

"Chronic poison, you can't die for a while." The old man said reluctantly, "It's very troublesome to solve it."

"Are you in trouble?" When flattering people, the word "you" comes out.

The old man gave her a white look, "I'm not here."

Yi Lingyao... bullying her blind or something?

Sometimes the old man is stubborn and says one thing, he doesn't like Yun Zhao, but he doesn't like it, and if he says he can't save him, he's determined not to save him.

Yi Lingyao is a little annoyed at the moment that she doesn't work hard anymore, and she has no conditions to pretend to be aggressive in front of beauties.

But the old man can let go of this matter, but she can't. After all, everyone has been saved, so what's the point of giving up halfway?

It is estimated that Yun Zhao himself does not know about this.

Yi Lingyao was preoccupied, Yun Zhao on the bed had already finished his dinner and handed over the bowl, but she didn't take it immediately as usual.

Yun Zhao holding a bowl...

"How long do you want me to hold it?"

Yi Lingyao "...Oh."

Thinking of the illusion that "Yun Zhao is poisoned and may die at any time", Yi Lingyao graciously forgave her unkind attitude.

"Let me tell you something." Yi Lingyao said.

Yun Zhao looked at her, waiting for the next word.

Yi Lingyao pursed her lips, and finally hesitated, "How do you feel now?

What else can I do, the internal and external injuries are not healed, so I will definitely not feel comfortable.

Yi Lingyao seemed to understand her thoughts, and asked again, "Apart from internal and external injuries, is there any other uncomfortable feeling?"

Although it is said that there is no separation between medicine and poison, but she has not yet learned medical skills and knows nothing about poison, so she thought that as long as she was poisoned, she would feel very uncomfortable.

"No." Yun Zhao said.

It seems that the toxicity has not yet manifested, Yi Lingyue thought, but he couldn't take it lightly.

"Actually..." Would it be too exciting to say it directly?After all, it is a fatal thing.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yun Zhao gradually lost patience in Yi Lingyao's various ink marks.

Yi Lingyao was heartbroken, "You are poisoned."

None of the expected reactions appeared on Yun Zhao's face. She looked calm, but slowly withdrew her gaze from Yi Lingyao, "I know."

Then he threw out three words, like thunder, with little movement but enough stamina.

Yi Lingyao's brain was a little short of oxygen, "You know??" Knowing that, she was still so calm.

But the other party seemed to feel that Yi Lingyao's shock was not strong enough, so he added lightly, "I'm used to it."

What the hell are you getting used to? ?

If a poisoned person tells you that she is used to the poison, it is easy for people to suspect that she is crazy or you are crazy.

Yi Lingyao's shocked face was still warm, and then she thought of the so-called "chronic poison that won't die for a while" in the old man's mouth. She asked a question, "Have you been poisoned for a long time?"

Yun Zhao didn't speak.

Yi Lingyao had an idea, "How long has it been?"

Yun Zhao seemed to think about it for a while, "17 years."

Yi Ling Yao? ? ?

Yi Lingyao still wants to continue this topic, such as why she hasn't figured out a way to get rid of the poison for so many years, or what kind of poison is it that hasn't killed her in 17 years... But Yun Zhao has obviously said enough today. Countable and many words, I have said enough, only this one thing, that many and Yi Lingyao can't get along, so I don't plan to be a confidant big sister who answers every question.

In the next few days, Yun Zhao didn't say a word about it, and the old man still had nothing to do with him, and Yi Lingyao, the old lady, was heartbroken.

"Give me your hand?" Yi Lingyao said to Yun Zhao beside him while flipping through the medical books.

Yun Zhao didn't move, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yi Lingyao's line of sight shuttled between the lines with difficulty, and he didn't understand a paragraph at all, but he seemed to have a little bit of inspiration, "Feel the pulse."

Yun Zhao still didn't move, his lips parted slightly, "You've done it five times already." He didn't even get the fart out.

She didn't say the second part out of shame, hoping that Yi Lingyao could experience it by herself.

But for Yi Lingyao, who is thirsty for knowledge, a hundred times is not too much.In the past two days, she moved the books out of the study in piles and read them one by one, which was more than the books she read in three years of studying medicine.

Yi Lingyao ignored Yun Zhao's impatience, she clicked her lips and urged, "Hurry up."

That being said, she didn't wait for Yun Zhao to react, she reached out and grabbed the other's wrist. Yun Zhao reacted to this and broke free instantly.

Yun Zhao...

Yi Ling Yao? ? ?

Five seconds later, Yi Lingyao realized that the woman on the other side had a conditioned reflex.

She actually buckled Yi Lingyao's hand backwards, even with quite a bit of force, it was normal for an ordinary person to be buckled and dislocated by her.

But Yi Lingyao's speed was faster, and it was also a conditioned reflex, slipping like a loach.