Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

The surrounding noises were suppressed by this sentence, and the falling snow slanted in from the window, bringing endless coldness.

He held on to peace even tighter, and would not let go even if he died.

Xing Qingzhang struggled to break free. After all, Ping An was still a child, and his body hadn't fully developed his strength. How could he compete with a grown man like Xing Qingzhang? In just a blink of an eye, Xing Qingzhang broke free from the restraints, breathed out and concentrated on giving needles, but The wrist trembled more violently.

Beads of sweat on the temples are densely packed, if this needle works...if this needle works.

Xing Qingzhang exhaled more and more cold air, and the blue veins on the exposed forearm were bulging due to excessive force. It is conceivable that the thin body covered by the heavy coat is tensing up, and the timidity in the hope is restraining him. throat, even panting seems to have become a luxury.

Unable to hold back Ping An, he could only compromise and kneel aside, holding the oil lamp in one hand, while silently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes with the other hand, sobbing non-stop.

Qian Yi has no time to care about that side, the medicine here is all prescribed, the dried dates are about to boil, and he has to pay attention to whether the water in the medicine pot has been boiled dry from time to time. Tell grandma to hope that Yun Jiming will really catch up with the big talker.

It was snowing heavily and the cold was threatening. The past few days were gloomy and gloomy. It was day and night when I went out, and I couldn't tell the exact time of day.

When the silver needle touched the skin and flesh of the foot, Xing Qingzhang's wrist was held warmly before Xing Qingzhang could exert any force, and a slightly panting voice sounded from his ears, with a wet and cold familiarity: "Enough, I'm back."

Unmelted ice and snow remained between Yun Jiming's eyebrows, and the laziness of the past seemed to be blown away by the cold wind. The ice and snow set off his stern and resolute face. He handed the bloody pig's heart handkerchief to Ping An, and took the handkerchief from Ping An's hand. Needle bag, holding Xing Qingzhang's hand without letting go, took out the silver needle he was holding tightly with his two fingers, roasted it on the oil lamp, and inserted it back into the needle bag.

"You've done a good job, Shanyuan." Yun Jiming glanced down at the old man whose symptoms had subsided, and there seemed to be a bit of reprimand in his comfort, he spoke softly, pinched Xing Qingzhang's wrist and pulled him up.

The Yun family is good at swordsmanship, and the wrist bone is the most important place. He naturally knows this clearly. When he rubbed Xing Qingzhang's wrist with his fingers, his muscles and bones were soft and brittle, and he couldn't exert force. His wrist bone obviously couldn't apply needles anymore, but this person did not Unconsciously, if he didn't come back in time, the blind man might waste his hand again.

Yun Jiming exhaled white air, surrounded by cold, he ran back and forth in the ice and snow, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at the moment, his chest was stuffy, like a stove burning hotter and hotter, his eyes without warmth were fixed on Xing Qingzhang's A face of innocent innocence.

Xing Qingzhang struggled to withdraw his hands, without even saying a word of explanation.

Well, the stove burns hotter.

Yun Jiming let go of his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the fleeing hand, and he slid into his wide sleeve like a snake, but he couldn't find it.

If you don't explain, I won't speak either.

The two of them didn't know what kind of sulking they were feeling, and neither paid attention to the other, staying by the old man's side until the medicine was ready.

Qian Yiyao soup was almost boiled into medicine dregs, and when he saw the pig's heart brought by Ping An, he was even more kissable than his own son, so he hurriedly stuffed the whole thing into it.

"What are you doing! Don't grab it." Ping An guarded it like holding a baby.

"Hurry up and put it in and boil it, do you still want it?" Qian Yi has a quick temper, and he gets even more anxious when something urgent happens, his mind is a mess.

"Aren't you stupid, you have to endure this until the Year of the Monkey? Cut it off."

Qian Yi has lived for 19 years and never imagined that he would be laughed at by a seven-year-old kid?For a moment, he didn't know where to put his face, but what the little boy said was good, and he didn't have anything to refute, and he couldn't beat him... He sat down and picked up the broken cattail fan to fan the flames.

I wondered how Gu Shanyuan, the older brother, would take care of his younger brother, precocious!

After Ping An was cut into pieces, it would be too fast to boil again. Within half an hour, the medicine was brought up and fed to the old man. Everyone was like watching a play, even more exciting than watching a play. It was the heart of a pig and it was foaming at the mouth, staring at it for a while, enjoying it.

After taking a bowl of medicine, Xing Qingzhang guessed that it was about time, so he was about to pull out the needle, but was stopped by Yun Zhiming, who ended the cold war between the two: "Let me do it."

"You understand?"

Yun Jiming seemed to hear undisguised doubt and bewilderment and unadorned belittling from these two words.

...I'm fucking worthless by a blind man?

Without answering, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle, so quickly and ruthlessly, almost in the blink of an eye, all the silver needles on the limbs and feet were overheated and put back into the needle bag.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Qian Yi had already experienced the joy of the Yun family, but Ping An looked at Yun Jiming with a little more admiration.

Xing Qingzhang didn't hear the answer, so he frowned displeasedly, grabbed Xing Qingzhang's sleeve, and asked again: "Do you understand?"

"..."

Lao Tzu's needles are all pulled out...

But Yun Jiming didn't say anything, turned around and winked at Pingan who was about to speak, ordered him to silence, and joked: "I don't understand, please ask Shanyuan for advice."

"Pull out the needle quickly..." Xing Qingzhang felt that it was a waste of time, shook his head, let go of him, and said, "Forget it, let me do it."

After he groped around, he realized that all the silver needles had been pulled out.

"You..." Xing Qingzhang realized that he had been tricked. He was annoyed, but he didn't know what to do. He raised his hand to pinch his earlobe, stood up, and didn't care about Yun Zhiming.

The old man began to twitch and foam at the mouth, gradually breathing steadily, and fell asleep.

The two people who brought him up looked like the sons of an old man. Seeing their father's appearance, they felt flustered. They knelt beside their own father, raised their heads and asked Xing Qingzhang: "This...my father, he... .”

"It's okay, I just fell asleep temporarily, and I will wake up soon." Yun Jiming regained his gentle appearance, and told him tirelessly: "Take good care of him in the future, don't get caught in the wind and cold, and don't be stimulated again."

"Yes, yes!" The two couldn't stop kowtow, thanking De De as if seeing a living Bodhisattva: "Thank you Doctor Gu for your great kindness, thank you Mr. Ge for your great kindness, in the future, as long as you have something to do, feel free to come to us. It’s a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, and we will do whatever we want!”

From that day on, these refugees and beggars all remembered Doctor Gu, the living Bodhisattva of Qing'an Yuan, and Mr. Ge who was beside the Bodhisattva. The two of them and Qing'an Yuan, in the hearts of these people, were more important than those big families. Much more pleasing.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the thick clothes that Xing Qingzhang brought when he went down the mountain were not enough to resist the wind and cold, and he didn't have any extra money to buy clothes for himself. After all, the silver that can be bought for a big cloak is enough to survive this winter. .

However, when it gets colder, his legs and feet will always become stiffer. The door opened early today, and no one came. Ping An was preparing breakfast in the back, and there was a sneeze from time to time. He stretched out one arm to reach the top wooden box, but he didn't touch it back and forth, thinking that he was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoe again.

The so-called out of sight is clear, he can't see it himself, and he doesn't know how dangerous this posture is, but if others see it, he must be terrified.

Xing Qingzhang is not short, his 1.8-meter-thin stature makes him look like a tree, but he looks small in front of Yun Jiming, but after calculation, he was born two years earlier than Yun Jiming, but he can't tell.

When Yun Ming came in, he saw this "little" blind man standing on a wooden stool that reached his knees, he was not satisfied with his feet, and he was holding on to the crumbling medicine shelf. The medicine racks fell to the ground together.

"what are you doing?"

Xing Qingzhang was concentrating on taking the medicine, and when he heard the sentence behind him suddenly, he was so frightened that he lost his hand, slipped his foot, and leaned over from the wooden bench.

Cardiac arrest, he opened his mouth to take a breath of cold air, but before the breath was finished, he fell firmly into a warm embrace, which made him a little hot, and all the cold sweat on his body was dried.

"You are capable enough, you are not honest at all, what are you climbing on the medicine rack?" Before Xing Qingzhang slowly came back from the stove, he heard a voice from above his head. The vibrations brought a sense of numbness, crawling along the fingertips like little snakes along the blood towards the heart.

Xing Qingzhang struggled to get up, but Yun Jiming followed his will and let him go.

"Put ginseng on top, Ping An has been suffering from a cold and has been coughing non-stop since last night. I want to cook one for him." Xing Qingzhang raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, which was a little hot, and wanted to ice it down with his fingers, but who knew It's getting hotter.

Yun Jiming looked up and called out, "Qian Yi."

Qian Yi knew that it was his turn to do this kind of hard work, so he rolled his eyes and walked over.

Yun Jiming reached out to take the things in Qian Yi's hand, and Qian Yi quickly stepped on the stool and took down the heavy wooden square box, opened it and said, dear, there are three ginsengs!

"Which one to cook?" Yun Jiming asked.

Xing Qingzhang went over and touched them one by one, picked out the one with the longest time, handed it to Qian Yi, and said politely: "Thank you."

Qian Yide ordered to do his own errands and make medicine.

"This is for you." Yun Jiming handed him the things in his hand.

The door was opened, and the cold wind outside the house rushed in, enveloping Xing Qingzhang instantly.

"What?" He stretched out his hand stiffly to pick it up. The fabric felt soft, thick and heavy, like cotton clothes. He moved upwards and touched the slightly hard grass.

"This is......"

"Great cloak, I ordered someone to make it for you." Yun Jiming took it and shook it out, and put it on him. The thick temperature roasted Xing Qingzhang, and Yun Jiming's unique refreshing smell came from around him.

"I don't want it." Xing Qingzhang stretched out his hand to take it off, but Yun Jiming fastened the collar cord domineeringly and tightened the brim of his hat.

"Dress honestly, there are only three ginsengs in total, do you want to drink one too?" Yun Jiming teased.

Xing Qingzhang's inner pain was aroused by this. He put the ginseng on the top of the medicine shelf because these three ginseng were the only valuables in his Qing'an courtyard, and he hid them so high for fear of being stolen.

"Thank you..." Xing Qingzhang didn't struggle anymore, but he looked a little awkward, he stretched out his hand to pinch his earlobe, Yun Jiming saw it, but didn't care.

"Changzhou."

Yun Jiming withdrew his hand and paused.

The voice was as quiet as a mosquito, but it was very clear to Yun Zhiming's ears.

"you......"

This was the first time the little doctor called him, not Mr. Ge. Yun Jiming seemed to be breathing in his heart, and everything went smoothly. He smiled lightly at the folding fan and waved his hand, I forgot that this person couldn't see, so I said, "That's what I'll call it from now on."

Not many refugees came today, but servants from a few rich families came to get medicine. After all, those ladies and gentlemen from rich families are weak and can stay in bed for three days with a little wind.

When it was getting late, Yun Jiming stretched his sore waist, got up and called Qian Yi to leave.

Just as he was about to go out, Xing Qingzhang called to him and handed him a wooden box. Yun Jiming raised his eyebrows and opened it, and found that it was a Ganoderma lucidum, which looked familiar, and it was one of the remaining two.

"You come to help every day, and you gave me a cloak today. I can't repay you. Take this ginseng, and you can make soup with Brother Qian Yi and drink it to nourish your body." Yun Jiming kept looking down, but the oil lamp The light of the flames was reflected in his drooping eyes, shining brightly: "Changzhou, this can be regarded as the intention of me and Pingan."

As if afraid that he would refuse, Xing Qingzhang pinched his earlobe and added this sentence.

Yun Jiming wanted to refuse, but he was in a good mood when he heard the word Changzhou, so he accepted it.

Xu Shi is so cold in winter that even the bustling Chang'an Avenue looks bleak and desolate.

Yun Jiming held the wooden box all the way with his lazy hand, and put it on the table in the back room until he returned to his room.

"What did you find?" He took off his cloak and hung it on a hanger beside him.

"Yun Duanmu has almost put all the remaining shops under his own name in the past few days. The people sent by the madam to watch over the past few days have not followed, but the few old people sent by the master to manage the shops are now with them. Yun Duan is distracted." Qian Yi said.

"Greedy is not enough to swallow elephants. My younger brother has no ability, but he is too ambitious." Yun Jiming used to fan the fan, but he put the folding fan on the wooden box. Before he took it, he rubbed his fingers and looked at Qian Yi said, "Who asked you this?"

"Huh? That's it?"

"Xing Qingzhang, did you find out?"

Qian Yi showed embarrassment, shook his head in denial, and said: "There is no trace of this person at all, and that Dr. Gu has no household registration. It is impossible to find out. However, in my opinion, Dr. Gu does not look like Xing Qingzhang."

"What can you see? With your eyes, you can only see breasts and fat buttocks, other than that, it's just a display." Yun Jiming didn't show any shame, and ridiculed the sky and covered the sky.

"..." Qian Yi was speechless, obviously the person in front of him who made fun of him went shopping more.

"I think his acupuncture skills are familiar." Yun Jiming narrowed his eyes like a beast with gluttonous feet.

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