Bianjing little doctor

It's not easy to admit it.

Xin Yi was in pain all over his body, as if he had been hacked into pieces, he didn't dare to look directly into Fu Jiuqu's eyes...

However, Fu Jiuqu was not surprised, let alone blamed, and there was even a trace of a faint smile on Qingjun's face.

"Why must I die?" He asked Xin Yi.

"You are the villain." Xin Yi replied, "The villain must die."

Fu Jiuqu smiled softly, "Like Zhang Sheng who in the biography of Yingying always abandoned Cui Yingying?"

"This..." Xin Yi thought for a while, "It might be a little worse than Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng only killed Yingying, but you stained blood on your hands and killed countless people in the story..."

"Are all the people I killed innocent?"

"Some are innocent and some are not."

"Then I really deserve to die." Fu Jiuqu nodded, and smiled calmly, "In this way, your world is more orderly than this world. Bad people must die, and good people can live. Unlike us, good people may not necessarily be good. Retribution, cause and effect are impermanent."

Such a reaction made all of Xin Yi's preparations useless, and the hand on his arm tensed slightly.

"I don't want you to die, so I will do my best to find a cure for you..."

Fu Jiuqu smiled slowly, "Since it's destiny, why bother?"

He took Xin Yi's hand down, held it gently in his palm, and rubbed it like a treasure.

"Eleven, is your world also someone else's script, someone else's story, planned by someone else... Everyone is just a character?"

Xin Yi didn't expect him to master it so quickly, so he nodded after listening.

"It's not impossible. So, if I leave, it's just a game, a dream. Brother Jiu, don't feel sorry for me..."

Fu Jiuqu smiled softly, "Time and space are boundless, the sky and the earth are wide, you and I are ants. For today's plan, think about today's affairs, live today's life, and take care of the present. Don't worry about the rest."

"Brother Jiu..." Xin Yi's voice was weak, "You don't blame me?"

Fu Jiuqu caressed her face lightly and called her a fool.

"Three thousand time and space rotations, millions of sentient beings pass by, there are so many people in the world, you come to meet me alone, I am more than happy, how can I blame you?"

He lowered his head, pressed against Xin Yi's face, and said in a low voice: "If you don't come, where can I find you? I can't go to your world, I can only circulate in my story, waiting for you...you say , wouldn't that be even worse?"

It was quiet all around.

The moon hangs on the treetops, and the fireflies in the dense forest are like lanterns that suddenly light up.

"Reading the red medicine by the bridge, who is born for every year." Xin Yi lay between the sky and the earth looking at the sky and the earth, with a smile on his lips.

"So, I have studied medicine all my life because of you?"

"Then I was born because of you. Thank you, Eleven."

The moonlight cast on Fu Jiuqu's shoulders, his voice was gentle and lingering, falling on Xin Yi's heart, it was very warm and comfortable.

She didn't know how long they had been sitting, looking at the moonlight, hoping that tomorrow's first ray of sunshine would break through the sky, bring them light, and guide Fu Jiuqu out of this hellish abyss...

And she,

Xin Yi looked at Fu Jiuqu's increasingly blurred figure, smiling quietly, his eyes blurred.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have to pretend to be noble and do those naive and ridiculous things... I would cherish the time with you even more. I don't care about his defense, whether you give it or not, I will live with you... ..."

"eleven……"

Fu Jiuqu's deep voice was full of suppressed emotions.

At this time, Xin Yi was brisk, shed all those tears, and told Fu Jiuqu the whole story of this absurd story. At this moment, her heart was soft and lingering, and even the pain seemed to leave her body, as if a person was dying. The reflection of the light is general, and the energy is much higher.

"I only have one regret right now." Xin Yi turned to look at Fu Jiuqu: "It's your illness."

Fu Jiuqu smiled softly, buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, hugged her in his arms, and begged in a low voice.

"Then don't give up on me, don't leave any regrets."

Xin Yi kissed his forehead weakly, "Fortunately, I studied with Zhou Daozi for several months, and recorded the whole process of medication and surgery plans. At that time... the biggest problem with the surgery plan was where to come from the disinfection and aseptic operating room. come..."

"These days, when I was in Nongzhai, I found that the medicine used by Nong people is very different from that of people in Song Dynasty... They like to make alchemy sand, with a unique technique, and there is a sealed distillation method... When this battle is won, Brother Nine can send someone to find Nong Master Clan... Zhou Daozi should be able to handle the surgery as well."

Xin Yi babbled from his arms, as if telling his last words.

"I'm a lazy person... just let me be lazy..."

"I don't allow you to be lazy." Fu Jiuqu said in a low voice, put his face on Xin Yi's forehead, and kissed tenderly, "The disease you planted for me has to be cured by you yourself. I will not allow anyone except you." Take a knife to me... don't even think about it!"

"Don't be stubborn." Xin Yi paused every word, and his voice became hoarse, "Heal well, live well, you know? Look...time and space are boundless, the world is vast, maybe one day, we will be somewhere else Meet, recognize each other at a glance?"

"Eleven." Fu Jiuqu's warm breath fell on Xin Yi's cheeks, pampering her as if to melt her.

"Don't say bad words."

His throat tightened, and he choked softly.

"do not leave Me."

"I will always be here." Xin Yi was in a trance, "I am everywhere in the world."

"Then tell me..." Fu Jiuqu suddenly raised his eager eyes, "Where can I find you? Can the barrier of Bianjing Fu be broken? Can I come to your world?"

Xin Yi was startled, opened his mouth slightly, and was speechless.

"Ninth brother, three thousand time and space cycles, millions of sentient beings pass by, everything is fake..."

"It's not fake. You and I, you can treat it like this, but it's half fake."

Fu Jiuqu took Xin Yi's hand and put it on his heart, his twinkling eyes lit up, as if he was immersed in his own world, his face was lonely, his eyes were far-reaching, a round of clear moon fell on his thin shoulders, his whole body was firm and firm Fortitude.

"Trust me, Eleven, I will be able to save you."

"Okay. I believe you." Xin Yi's heart seemed to be stuffed with a small stove, thirsty and weak but warm. She pretended to be innocent and smiled lightly at Fu Jiuqu.

"I still have one wish, brother nine."

Fu Jiuqu narrowed his dark eyes slightly, "What do you want to say?"

It was already very difficult for Xin Yi to speak, every character seemed to be squeezed out of her throat, but Fu Jiuqu did not stop her like before, but stared at her lips intently, for fear of missing every word of her.

"After I die, maybe I will return to my original world, maybe not..."

"Nonsense!" Fu Jiuqu suddenly raised his voice, the suppressed and deep anger startled the birds in the dense forest, flapping their wings and rushing away.

"You're not going to die. We'll get out alive, and I won't let you die."

Xin Yi shook his head lightly.

"Ninth Brother, please do me a favor..."

"Eleven!" Fu Jiuqu's voice was broken and desperate, and he held her hand tightly, "Stop thinking about it, come on, I'll carry you out..."

"I can't get out." Xin Yi coughed and smiled faintly, but her face and voice could no longer conceal the fact that she was terminally ill. With just a little opening of her mouth, it seemed that she could smell death.

"Ninth brother, after I die, don't bury me. I'm afraid that snakes, rats and ants will eat my body... you might as well burn me with a fire and bring the ashes back to Bianjing, where they will be buried by the Wuzhang River. Find a big tree and bury me under it."

"You don't need to write the biography of birth and death on the tombstone, you can just write: Xin Yi, a Chinese medicine doctor in the 21st century, came here for a visit, and "Fu from Bianjing" is a garbage game."

"Eleven." Fu Jiuqu's hoarse voice was like a dilapidated gong, and every word was extremely obscure.

"Tell me, how can I save you? I don't know how to heal, but I can learn..." He caressed Xin Yi's broken leg bones and ribs, his slender hands were cold and trembling.

"It's useless." Xin Yi looked at the dark forest, and lightly stroked Fu Jiuqu's shoulder: "A piece of loess, a grave, everyone ends up like this. You don't have to feel sorry for me..."

She slowly passed Fu Jiuqu's hand and touched his waist.

He took out a bloody sachet from it.

The clumsy embroidery skills made Xin Yi laugh when he saw it.

This is the sachet she personally embroidered for Fu Jiuqu during the Dragon Boat Festival. It contains mugwort leaves, calamus, Cyperi cyperi, Angelica dahurica and other medicinal materials. Made it with gritted teeth.

This is the first and only sachet she made.

Fu Jiuqu kept it with him all the time, never leaving him for a moment.

"I'll let this sachet stay with you from now on." Xin Yi's eyes were so swollen that he could barely open them.

She put her palm on Fu Jiuqu's shoulder and pulled him to her side.

She has no strength to pull.

Fu Jiuqu approached knowingly, and Xin Yi stuck to it contentedly, with his ear attached to his heart, listening to the strong heartbeat, he slowly put his fingers on Fu Jiuqu's wrist.

There was a mournful song of birds in the forest.

Xin Yi's lips opened and closed, and his voice became shallow and shallow.

"The pulse condition is gentle and strong, neither floating nor sinking, the rhythm is uniform, and the Chi pulse sinks and draws continuously... Ninth brother, you are a person who wants to live a long life."

Her voice was gentle and light, full of hope.

The moment he closed his eyes, there seemed to be a vivid smile on his face.

This night, the moonlight was bright and the breeze was warm. She fell into the deepest and warmest dream in a trance, and felt very happy.