Chapter 182

It's hard to imagine how much hatred she had for her illness.

Zhuang Qing lowered her eyes, and the fatigue on her face was obvious. Jin Yan reached out and touched her eyebrows to smooth her. Without waiting for her reaction, he gently pushed her into the room.

"It's late at night. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Go and have a rest first."

After that, she took a deep look at her and turned to walk on the wooden bridge. Zhuang Qing forgot to move. Her hands couldn't help touching the place just touched. Her complicated mood added a sense of sadness.

Bi'er didn't sleep peacefully that night. When Zhuang Qing didn't sleep, she always heard a few whimpers. She thought it was her wound that hurt when she woke up. When she got up to have a look, she was asleep as if she hadn't woken up.

After several rounds, Zhuang Qing found that she was sobbing in her sleep, thinking of what happened these days. She could do nothing but burn a furnace of soothing incense and fell asleep.

The next day, when Zhuang Qing wakes up, bi'er still has no sign of waking up. She can only send someone to buy the medicine she needs and put it on her face. Her bright eyes only vibrate occasionally.

Bi'er has a lot of injuries on her body, and her face needs a lot of thought. Zhuang Qing has been pounding medicine all morning. After taking the medicine, her waist is already very sour.

When she got up and saw the breakfast brought by the kitchen, she was already too hungry to feel hungry, but she still sat down to have a few porridge, lay back on the bed to rest for a while, and then went to Li Xian's house.

Li Xian's room is slightly open. When Zhuang Qing looks at it, he knows that Mo Yanqing is also in the room. He knocks on the door. After hearing the answer, he pushes the door in.

Mo Yanqing is sitting at her desk next to the heater in the room. When she hears the sound, she puts down her pen and looks up at Zhuang Qing.

Li Xian stood aside with a book. It seemed that he was giving lessons to Professor Mo Yanqing. Zhuang Qing saluted, looked at Li Xian's face carefully and asked, "is Taifu still coughing badly today?"

Yesterday, Mo Yanqing told Zhuang Qinglai about Li Xian's treatment. Li Xian didn't say much, but he really felt better after breathing in the room. This is better, so he was thinking about Mo Yanqing's lessons.

"Nothing more." Li Xian's expression was a little awkward. Zhuang Qing knew that he wanted to thank him, but he couldn't open his mouth because of his face. He also didn't care. He said to Mo Yanqing, "you can have some food here. Bring me some. I'm so hungry."

Mo Yanqing was stunned. Seeing that Li Xian didn't object, he got up and said, "yes, but in my room, you wait a moment."

After Mo Yanqing left, Zhuang Qing asked in a low voice, "Tai Fu, how long have you been ill?"

Li Xian Leng Leng Leng, only to know that the original old disease has been diagnosed by Zhuang Qing, surprised and said frankly, "about when Yan Qing was four or five years old, it was an old problem."

"Why don't you recuperate after so long?" Zhuang Qing looks at him suspiciously. The most fear of his illness is to delay his treatment, which will eventually become a stubborn disease.

Li Xian didn't care about shaking his head. "It's not a big deal. It's just a few more coughs. It doesn't matter if the season is over."

Zhuang Qing shook his head in disapproval and said, "it's better for Taifu to recuperate after a long illness. Now he can deal with it. I'm afraid he will suffer in vain when he gets old."

Li Xian frowned and understood that Zhuang Qing meant a lot, so he had to say, "I know."

What should be said has already been said. Zhuang Qing doesn't know whether Li Xian's sentence is true or perfunctory. He can only sigh. This is that Mo Yanqing has come back with two dishes of snacks. He is stunned to see their expressions.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Yanqing put the dim sum on the table and looked at them suspiciously. Zhuang Qing shook his head, took a piece of dim sum on the table, took a bite and said, "thank you very much."

Then he got up and left, stopped halfway, took out a prescription from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Yanqing. He said, "after Tai Fu's cough is completely cured, he should continue to cook medicine according to this prescription. This medicine is used to mend the deficiency after the disease, and it needs to be drunk for a long time. It can't be perfunctory and interrupted."

Mo Yanqing took a look at the prescription, nodded, and Zhuang Qing walked out of the room quickly.

After she left, Mo Yanqing looked at the dim sum on the table and wondered, "don't you mean you're hungry? That's enough? "

As soon as he finished, he saw Li Xianzheng staring at him. Mo Yanqing immediately silenced and turned his eyes to the prescription in his hand. Mo Yanqing quickly handed it to him.

Li Xian took a look and put it on the table. Mo Yanqing said, "teacher, Zhuang Qing's medical skills are really superb. Besides, she is different from ordinary doctors. She is not only confined to looking for the cause of disease only on patients."

Li Xian snorted and said, pointing to the article on the table, "you've been dallying for a whole morning. If I can see what's wrong with it again, you can copy it in the afternoon."

Mo Yanqing was stunned and didn't dare to say any more. She put the prescription into her arms and continued to ponder with a pen.

It's late winter, and the snow is not as cool and dry as it was some time ago. Zhuang Qing takes a breath and looks at Jin Yan's house, but he doesn't go there and goes back to his house.Back in the room, bi'er is still lying on the bed, just like in the morning. Jin Yan didn't hit hard yesterday. No matter how unconscious he is, it's time to wake up.

Zhuang Qing cast her eyes and bi'er's quivering eyelids, went to her side and whispered, "if you wake up, you can get up, everything will be OK."

Bi'er still did not move. Zhuang Qing sighed and sat down on the chair beside her and said, "since you have survived, you should live well. If you are sad, you can continue to lie down, but sooner or later you will wake up."

Then he stopped looking at her, got up and left, but bi'er coughed twice. Zhuang Qing looked back and helped her up. The white cloth wrapped with medicine only leaked out of her eyes.

Bi'er hung her head. Even if she could not see her expression, she could see her despair. She pushed away Zhuang Qing's hand, and her voice was no longer as brisk as before. She just asked, "am I ugly now?"

Zhuang qingbanzheng said to her shoulder, "the wound on your face can be cured. Why don't you have a try and rush to make a conclusion?"

Bi'er looked up at her, her eyes slightly red, and said, "my mother, she..."

But Li Zhuang said with a choking voice I buried her in the back mountain with big brother mask. "

There was a silence in the room, and bi'er whispered, "I want to see her."

The fallen leaves in the back of the mountain accumulate all over the ground. In addition to the snowy water during this period, people will press out water slightly higher than the sole of their shoes when they step on it. Bi'er is injured, but she doesn't ask Zhuang Qing to help her and goes up the mountain with a veil.

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