The old Chinese medicine doctor let out a long sigh, seeing the patient dying in front of him but being unable to do anything. This is the greatest helplessness for a doctor. [ ] And seeing the sad scene of the family members is the greatest sorrow for a doctor.

"Sir, are you really okay?" the old doctor asked seriously, "What is this girl's name? According to the laws of the country, I must register her."

The young man in front of him was sitting next to the girl, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes. He gently held Bingyue's hand. The little hand was really beautiful, as if it were carved from ivory.

Bing'er, do you know? When you first appeared in Yanyu Pavilion, when I came down from the spiral staircase, and when I saw you so unruly and unrestrained for the first time, I fell in love with you.

You are so different, you are really like a ray of sunshine, the sunshine in my world.

I have lived in the darkness for too long, I fell in love with you, and I tried desperately to catch you, but I killed you.

I will never forgive myself in my life.

"Sir, what is this girl's name?" the old doctor asked seriously while holding the file.

"Name?" Liu Yunmo murmured, Bing'er, why are you always running away from me? You always want to stay away from me, but when I ask you to leave, you don't leave.

When I want to keep you in my arms, you have to escape to the ends of the earth so that I can't catch you.

"Her name is Bing'er." Liu Yunmo said softly.

"You don't have a last name?" the old doctor said softly.

Liu Yunmo smiled faintly, Bing'er, what's your last name?

"No, I just like to call her Bing'er." Liu Yunmo said softly. In fact, I have always wanted you to give me my last name, Liu Yun Bing'er.

Unfortunately, there is no such opportunity.

His slender fingers gently caressed Luo Bingyue's cheeks, which were as crystal clear as jade.

"Okay, Bing'er." The old doctor wrote two vigorous and powerful small characters in cursive script on the name list, marking the end of his life.

It turns out that human life can really be so thin, so thin that it is just two words on a piece of paper, a thin layer of ink.

**

"Bing'er, I'm sorry. I did the thing that I regret most in my life. If I knew that I really couldn't get close to you, I wouldn't get close to you. Even if I love you to the core of my bones, I would stay away from you.

Far away. But Binger, I just regret it even more now!"

Drops of crystal tears kept falling on Bingyue's face.

I always want to hold you tightly, but instead stay far away from you. Can you understand my feelings?

Liu Yunmo's nose was filled with thick blood, and he couldn't see anything in front of his eyes except the ice moon whose life was constantly being withdrawn. There was nothing but deep sin in his heart.

At this time, Bingyue had been put on the red silk purple dress by the little girl, and she still looked so beautiful.

The sadness on his handsome face would make anyone feel extremely distressed.

Even the granddaughter of the old doctor felt distressed.

How could there be such a heart-warming and infatuated man?

She looked at that handsome face and seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Grandpa, this girl might be saved," the girl said loudly.

Liu Yunmo and the old doctor couldn't help being stunned.

The girl looked at her grandfather seriously and said loudly: "Grandpa, you have forgotten that three years ago there was a man who also lost too much blood and could not be saved. However, he was later saved by Abbot Yuanzhen of Qingyuan Temple.

After hearing what his granddaughter said, the old doctor's eyes also lit up. That's right.

Liu Yunmo also opened his eyes in surprise.

"By the way, Young Master, you take this girl to Qingyuan Temple, which is eighteen miles south of the capital, to find Master Yuanzhen. His medical skills are very good. He must have a way. Find him quickly and hang yourself." The old doctor said quickly.

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Liu Yunmo immediately hugged Bingyue's delicate body: "Thank you."

He took out another piece of gold and placed it on the old doctor's examination bed. He hugged Bingyue, flew on his horse, and went straight to Qingyuan Temple.

While riding the horse, Liu Yunmo looked down at Bingyue's pale and cute little face, and said softly: Bing'er, hold on, we'll be there soon, you must hold on.

When facing a desperate situation, people's will can often decide whether they will stand up or fall. Bingyue has always believed in this. Therefore, Bingyue has never fallen. She will always smile openly and stand firmly.

at last.

Although Bingyue has no strength now, she has been persisting because Luo Bingyue will not be defeated easily.

**

Qingyuan Temple is about eighteen miles south of Dongcang Kyoto City. Liuyunmo beat Yizhangqing very fast, taking the shortest route and trying to gain all the time.

After leaving the south city gate, horses galloped all the way. From time to time, I saw pilgrims returning from offering incense at Qingyuan Temple. People outside the city often went to Qingyuan Temple to pray to God and worship Buddha, so Liu Yunmo almost didn’t need to ask questions as he galloped along this road.

That’s it.

At this time, it was already noon, the sun was high in the sky, and the fierce and bright sunlight was shining down, almost giving people a heatstroke.

Liu Yunmo quickly covered Bingyue's head with her own clothes to prevent her from being exposed to more sunlight.

Liu Yunmo, maybe I have never cared about someone so much in this life.

Whose country? The sound of horse hooves is crazy...

After driving fast for a while, we could already see the solemn ancient temple on the mountain in front of us. In the mist, the deep ringing of the bells came from time to time. The bells were not loud, but low and deep, which made people feel sad when they heard them.

There is an indescribable feeling of stability and relaxation in my heart.

This kind of bell makes people calm, as if listening to this bell, a cloud of sunshine will shine on the dark heart, so that everyone's heart can be comforted and purified.

Here we are, this is Qingyuan Temple.

I saw the quiet and elegant Qingyuan Temple built in the mountains, and its location is halfway up the most beautiful mountain. The temple is surrounded by tall trees. Ten meters in front is the courtyard.

There are two huge stone lions on both sides of the main entrance of the temple. A few meters behind the stone lions, there are two tall and green bodhi trees that are more than a hundred years old.

In front of the temple are two hundred white stone steps. Every day, pilgrims who offer incense will walk up these steps very devoutly in the morning.

Shrouded in mist, the entire Qingshan Ancient Temple is almost integrated with the mountains, like a heavy-color splash-color ink painting, exceptionally solemn and solemn.

Seeing this majestic temple makes one's heart feel a little quiet and solemn.

With a calm expression, Liu Yunmo restrained Yi Zhangqing and dismounted at the foot of the simple white marble steps of Qingyuan Temple.

He held Luo Bingyue in his arms. At this time, Bingyue could no longer feel the breath of life, and her long and beautiful hair hung down like tassels.

Liu Yunmo looked at Bingyue in his arms quietly and said softly: "Bing'er, actually, I would rather you treat me coldly like that than lie here silently like this, even though I like it so much.

The feeling of holding you."

Master Yuanzhen, you can definitely save Bingyue, right?

He held Bingyue Ping on his arm and quickly walked up the white steps until he ran to the mountain gate. At this time, the pilgrims who came to offer incense had already left, and the mountain gate had been closed by the young monk.

Liu Yunmo hugged Bingyue's delicate body, came to the mountain gate, and pulled the iron ring on the temple gate.

The clear sound of hitting the door knocker was heard from time to time, disturbing the originally quiet and melodious sound of the bell.

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Chapter completed!