Chapter 69 Six flying flowers disperse with the wind

Stepping on the white snow on the ground, the cold moon helped Yi Hui leave Yi's house.

It's still early morning, and because after the heavy snow, the weather is very cold and the streets are sparsely populated. The two lonely figures walked slowly, which was particularly small.

Come out of the house, because there were past servants, Yi Hui still reluctantly stood up straight, but it was difficult for him to stand on the street. Yi Hui leaned against the cold moon, with a pale face and a fine cold sweat on his forehead.

"Brother Hui, hold on a little longer. There is a pharmacy ahead..."

Han Yue hugged Yi Hui's body and encouraged him.

Yi Hui gritted his teeth and stood up straight forward.

Han Yue held him and felt the slight trembling from his body. He forced himself to suppress himself.

"Oh, this rib is broken. How can I walk? How does your family take care of patients? Thank you for leaving..."

The doctor complained a series of complaints.

The cold moon is silent.

Where can Yi Hui be taken care of? Even if the pain is like this, he still grits his teeth and doesn't want to shock others. Even the magic doctor in the family can't take care of him at this moment.

Han Yue was arranged to wait in the outer hall. About half an hour later, the doctor helped Yi Hui out. Although Yi Hui's face was still pale and sweaty, the pain looked slightly relieved.

After paying the medical fee in the cold month, you have to take Yi Hui away.

"Oh, I'll give you a prescription..."

Yi Hui pondered:

"Are there any pills? It's not convenient for me to cook medicine at home..."

"All of them are so sick. What else is convenient and inconvenient? You mother-in-law, you don't know how to take care of your man.

The doctor nagging.

Han Yue blushed slightly, and she actually felt that this complaint was not so unpleasant.

"Dr., please give me a few pills..."

The doctor sighed, went to find the pills for them, carefully told them how to eat, and was surprised how Yi Hui could go back.

"The doctor's dressing is very good, and it doesn't hurt..."

Yi Hui smiled reluctantly.

In the bedroom in the backyard of Meihuaxiuzhuang, Hanyue helped Yi Hui lie in the room and reached out to help him take off his coat, but found that his thick clothes were soaked and cold and wet. Han Yue was heartbroken and took out his clothes from Xiuzhuang and put them on Yi Hui.

Han Yue carried her body on her back. After a long time, Yi Hui reluctantly changed her clothes.

"Thank you... I've changed..."

Yi Hui was already in a cold sweat and lay**.

We are speechless.

"I hid in the plum embroidery village, and I felt like I was abandoned by the world. Only Brother Hui came to see me..."

There is no longer a heart to persuade him. They are just abandoned people.

They bear more than they have, and what can they miss?

Yi Hui pondered:

"Don't think so... My father was angry for a moment when he saw Brother Mu's serious illness, so he accidentally hurt me..."

Yi Hui inhaled gently, endured the pain, and comforted the cold moon.

Han Yue couldn't help but feel sad, but it was not easy to hurt him anymore.

Yi Hui's long eyelashes were covered with tears, and his clear eyes were like a thin layer of smoke. How could he be painless and wronged?

Han Xing made such a mistake. In the living room, his father was furious and raised his hand did not fall. Han Xing insisted that it was his fault. How disappointed and angry his father was these days, but he was not angry with Han Xing and did not do anything to him.

In the army, he helped his father with military affairs and hurriedly took over Hanxing's military affairs. Naturally, he was very careful and did not dare to make any mistakes. At night, his father did not want his servants to see the confusion of Hanxing and ordered him to replace Hanxing to take care of Hanxing. He was also careful. The care of wings. Yesterday was naturally his fault, but he was also too tired... With such a mistake, his father would be very angry and fight each other.

How can you not be disappointed?

In his father's eyes, he is the useless retrograde son, and Han Xing, his father's pride at this time...

"Don't think about anything now. Have a good rest. You're too tired... your eyes are black."

Han Yue seems to see through Yi Hui's mind.

Yi Hui nodded, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes again:

"Let me sleep in a column of incense, you have to call me..."

The cold moon nodded.

"Ling Xiao, tell Uncle Yi the truth, how could Han Xing's body suddenly be so bad... Is there anything else wrong with him?"

In the study, Yi Feng held his eyebrows and eased his headache.

These days, Yi Feng has been in a state of anxiety, worry and uneasiness.

Ling Xiao thought and didn't know how to answer.

"Uncle Yi, how are you? Ling Xiao will give you a needle, and you won't have a headache..."

Ling Xiao raised his eyes, and Yi Feng just put down his hand and looked at her quietly. Yi Feng's eyes are as deep as the sea, not fierce, but with irresistible majesty. Ling Xiao lowered his head in an instant.

"Ling Xiao, uncle knows that you are a good girl and your medical skills. To tell your uncle, what's wrong with Han Xing's body?"

Yi Feng's voice was gentle, but Ling Xiao couldn't help trembling in his heart.

"Wushisan is very harmful to people's bodies. He has been taking it for a month, and he has eaten a lot, almost five or six capsules a day... This amount is enough to destroy ordinary men. Brother Mu used to have good martial arts skills and strong internal strength until now. I can't stand the sudden stop of medicine..."

Ling Xiao said slowly.

"It's not like this, Ling Xiao." Yi Feng sighed, "Good boy, are you hiding it from me for him? Han Xing has been with me for seven years. I know what kind of person he is. He is very self-disciplined. How can he go to the fireworks venue to find this medicine for no reason? He only ate for a month and ate so much at once. Does he think it's a long life?

Yi Feng said with heartache, and his calm and resolute face was full of helplessness and sadness.

Ling Xiao's heart hurts.

What kind of trust is this?

She gradually understood why Han Xing begged her to keep it a secret.

If Uncle Yi really knew that Han Xing died for him, how should he face it... Doubt is better than understanding.

"Uncle, I really don't know..." This time, Ling Xiao raised his eyes and said calmly, "This is the condition I found, and I'm also trying to save him. However, doctors can only do their best to listen to fate! I hope you can understand... As for what you said, I really don't know why he took the medicine. Ling Xiao, I dare not deceive you."

Yi Feng sighed and nodded.

Ling Xiao walked in the courtyard after the snow, with tears in his eyes.

When Yi Hui woke up, it was already afternoon.

"It's been so long..." Yi Hui opened his eyes and looked at the cold moon guarding in front of the bed doubtfully.

A light smile appeared at the corners of the cold moon's mouth:

"Of course not... It's afternoon now..."

Yi Hui was shocked and struggled to get up, but there was a sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, which made him couldn't help shouting.

"Be careful, you have a light injury..."

"Didn't you call me at the time of a ray of incense? Why don't you call me up?"

Yi Hui blamed.

"I didn't go to the barracks today. Even if it was delayed for a day, what can I do? What else should they do without you? With such a heavy punishment, why do you have to blame yourself for everything..."

A series of questions about the cold moon made Yi Hui speech stuffy.

Without answering her, Yi Hui still struggled to get up, gritted his teeth and quickly put on his clothes.

"I have to go back to the barracks."

The cold moon nodded.

Sure enough, as Han Yue said, it was delayed for a day today, and nothing happened. The Northern Army was trained by various captains as usual, and the training of the former army was also as usual. Moreover, my father didn't even ask himself. Except for a few close people, no one noticed that he did not come to the barracks on time today.

At dusk, Yi Hui went to the barracks to comfort his father.

Yi Feng is busy reading the paperwork and does not look up:

"Is there anything in the camp today..."

"Everything is as usual..." Yi Hui's voice trembled a little.

He has never deceived his father. As soon as he said something, he seemed to have a little rabbit in his heart, and he was uneasy.

Yi Feng still didn't look up and didn't notice the uneasiness on his face. He pondered for a moment and raised his head:

"I didn't hit you again this morning..."

Yi Hui's body trembled and his nose was a little sore. His father still had him in his heart. His father took such a heavy action in the morning, which was really not intentional.

What a humble hope this is, and there is no disappointment.

Suching his dry lips and pressing down the unbearable pain from his waist and abdomen, Yi Hui said:

"My son is fine, and it doesn't hurt anymore..." Yi Hui stabilized his mood: "Dad, how is Brother Mu?"

Yi Feng shook his head:

"It's not very good. He didn't say anything, and Ling Xiao couldn't say anything. I don't understand why he eats five stone powder? Why is your body like this all of a sudden... Do you believe that Hanxing will eat five stone powder for no reason?"

Yi Hui shook his head:

"Brother Mu is not that kind of person."

Yi Feng sighed.

In the remote cabin in the backyard, the lights are dim. Ling Xiao took the pulse of Han Xing, and Yan Niang sat aside and watched quietly.

"Are you okay? I said I can't die for a while..." Han Xing's voice was very weak, but he didn't forget to joke.

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled:

"Your cough is much better, and your body is not hot..."

"Is there a bug biting you in your heart?"

Yan said, "There seems to be a small bug in your heart. It tries to control your breathing and your true qi... I want to suppress it with the sound of the piano, but it probably takes advantage of the sound of the piano that affects your true anger to make you very sick..."

Yan Niang said slowly. Her bright eyes are clear and unstained with dust, and her voice is as clean and clear as a spring.

The cold star nodded:

"Yes, I also feel that there are bugs biting me. How can you know..."

"I heard... Your true spirit and little bugs will echo my piano sound..."

Yan Niang said lightly.

Han Xing and Ling Xiao both looked surprised.

What Yan Niang said is natural, but it sounds strange to the two.

"Can you hear everyone's real angry voice?" The cold star asked.

Yan Niang shook her head:

"No, it takes a strong person to echo my piano sound..."

"I understand..." Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, and his bright eyes exuded a shining brilliance: "Yiniang Jiuxiao Xianyin can control the true spirit of others through sound. Or, Yan Niang can save Brother Mu..."

Yan Niang's eyes widened:

"Can I?"

"Yes, when the poison of Brother Mu's body attacks again, you can feel the sound of the little bug. You cooperate with it and don't suppress it. It can feel your voice and should come out..."

"However, that little bug is eating Brother Mu's body..."

"You cooperate with it, and then ** it comes out..." Ling Xiao explained, "This is a very mysterious medical theory. A valley owner in the previous generation understood this truth and used this method to treat many people. However, this method is harmful to the body and should not be used much. Moreover, if it hadn't been for the pure-hearted and inscience of the world, he would not have heard the sound of true qi in his body. Later, no one understood the sound of such a piano..."

Yan Niang nodded.

"Can I really do it?"

"Yes... you do as I say." Ling Xiao looked at the cold star and encouraged him to explore: "Brother Mu, I think it's okay. Shall we try it once? I'll prepare some medicine. When your toxicity relapses at night, Yan Niang will play the piano and bring out the heart-eating bug, and your illness should be cured..."

The cold star nodded and smiled lightly:

"Well...that's going to work hard..."