I sat up in shock while dying of illness, where is my broadsword?

Song Gen was a parallel import doctor, and Song Gensheng was a parallel import scholar. The family was a parallel importer. I was very curious about what kind of quality Song Gensheng's grandfather was. Is it enough to teach his children and grandchildren just carelessly and look serious?

Song Gen was also very guilty. For him, treating diseases depended partly on guessing and half on the patient's horoscope. If he took some medicine, he might be able to survive if he had a strong horoscope, and if he had a light horoscope, he would be able to survive.

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"When you are sick, you must trust the doctor and take medicine, otherwise how can you get better?" Song Gen tried to look authoritative.

Gu Qing didn't have the energy to speak, his forehead was still very hot, so he turned his head away and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Now I can finally understand the feelings of the Ding brothers who tried their best to not let Song Gen heal their injuries. The two brothers had committed too many sins, and Song Gen was their retribution.

Gu Qing felt that he had done nothing bad and did not deserve this retribution.

Seeing Gu Qing falling into a deep sleep, Song Gen sighed, but still left a lot of medicine for Gu Qing, and wrapped the daily portion in lotus leaves, very carefully.

After leaving the medicine, Song Gen left.

Gu Qing woke up and looked at the pile of medicines on the bedside. He was very moved, but he still decided... to drink more hot water.

The snow-white figure flashed in. Zhang Huaiyu walked to Gu Qing's bed. There was a hint of concern in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to touch Gu Qing's forehead and said, "Do you have a fever?"

Gu Qing lazily hummed.

The visitor was a guest, and Gu Qing had a fever, but he still couldn't forget the etiquette.

Pointing to the pile of medicine on the bedside, Gu Qing said weakly: "The house is simple and simple, and there is no way to entertain guests. Do you want to drink the medicine? You can cook it yourself."

Zhang Huaiyu chuckled and then withdrew his hand.

"Fever is easy to cure. Just drink more wine and it will be cured. After being drunk, you will break out in a hot sweat. The fever will subside on the second day and you will feel better on the third day."

Gu Qing sighed: "Have you always been so careless about human life?"

Zhang Huaiyu said dissatisfied: "I used to have a fever that was cured by drinking alcohol."

Gu Qing felt so powerless. These days, everyone knows how to treat diseases. They all sound authoritative, but in fact they are all parallel imports.

"You...let me have a good sleep, and help me boil some hot water..." Gu Qing waved his hand weakly.

Zhang Huaiyu snorted, but still obediently boiled water for Gu Qing, blew it until it was warm but not hot, and then lifted Gu Qing up with one hand to feed him.

"You, your body is too weak. If you continue like this, your life will be short. After you recover, I will teach you to practice Kung Fu and exercise your body every day. It is not negotiable. That's it." Zhang Huaiyu said decisively.

Gu Qing didn't have the energy to answer her words. He drank two bowls of hot water and felt faint signs of sweating on his chest and back, so he lay down, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep.

Zhang Huaiyu put away the bowl and sat alone in front of Gu Qing's bed to watch over him.

There was a ray of sunshine coming in through the window lattice, and fine dust was flying in the light. Zhang Huaiyu held her chin and looked at the ginkgo branches outside the house swaying in the cold wind. Her mood had never been as peaceful as before.

It seems quite good to live in this mountain village for a lifetime, better than Chang'an.

She initially decided to stay in the village because of Gu Qing, an interesting person. Later, she gradually integrated into the life of the mountain village.

The villagers are no longer afraid of her cold and distant expression. They will greet her warmly. The children will surround her and want to eat the frosting and cakes she brought back from the county town. Song Gen often gives her a few angelica stems.

She was told to boil it in water and take it.

Feng Aweng would often go around the village shouting her name while lame. He wanted to play chess with her. Even though his chess skills were terrible, he still refused to admit defeat. He would play chess with her every day. No matter whether he won or lost, Feng Aweng would do tricks while playing.

He seemed to take out a handful of dried fruits from his arms and gave them to her, and told her to hide them secretly and eat them quietly by himself without being seen by the greedy children in the village, because he didn't have much dried fruits.

The house built for her by the villagers had already been built. The house was not big and looked a bit simple, but it had a bed, a table and a stove, which was enough for her who wandered around the country and slept in the open.

Middle-aged widows often come to visit her and tell her the so-called secrets about the Zhang family and the Li family in mysterious ways. Those trivial things that she once despised have now become one of her daily pleasures. Occasionally, she will

Some women asked her about her relationship with Gu Qing in a roundabout way, with a gossipy look on her face. She would always turn a serious face at this time, but the women were not afraid at all and praised Gu Qing's various good deeds. The intention of attracting matchmakers was absolutely obvious.

Everything is going well. Zhang Huaiyu has gradually begun to enjoy the life he is living now. He is tranquil and calm, without fighting against the world. A lifetime of wind and rain and letting the years pass by is a blessing that many people in the world can only dream of.

His thoughts turned back to the house again, Zhang Huaiyu's eyes looked at Gu Qing sleeping on the bed, his expression became a little complicated.

Everyone in the Gu family seems to be very magical, from the Gu family couple to Gu Qing.

That night ten years ago, with flames blazing into the sky, countless men in black rushing into the mansion, the Gu family and his wife were fearless, like moths rushing to the fire, and rushed towards those people without hesitation. That year Zhang Huaiyu was only six years old.

, she saw with her own eyes the decisive look in the Gu family's eyes, and saw with her own eyes a couple who loved each other and went to die hand in hand without even saying goodbye. The heroic spirit of going forward without looking forward to death is still racing in her heart.

Just like inheritance, she has also embarked on this path today. She hopes that one day she can live and die for righteousness like the Gu family and his wife. She unknowingly became like the Gu family and her husband.

She imitates their appearance without even moving. She likes drinking and is used to wandering. She likes to get drunk alone and stand in the dark pine hills and sing "Dan Ge Xing" loudly. She also likes to kill some evildoer.

Later, I was sitting alone on the roof of a certain house, looking up at the crescent moon in the night sky in a daze.

I have done so many things alone and walked such a long way, but I have never found inner peace like I do today in a remote mountain village.

On the bed in the room, Gu Qing turned over, frowned and let out a vague sigh.

Zhang Huaiyu smiled, stood up and explored his forehead, tucked him in, took out a set of Gu Qing's clean clothes from the suitcase on the side, put them on when he woke up, and finally sat down and continued to watch.

he.

The tenderness he had never experienced in his life was given to him who was unaware.

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Gu Qing's fever went away on the second day, and he was almost fully recovered on the third day, but he was still a little weak and couldn't feel energetic.

On the fourth day, Gu Qing finally resurrected with full health, so he couldn't help but add drama to himself, like a soldier who was slightly injured and couldn't get out of the line of fire, and went to inspect the construction site where the villagers were building houses.

As soon as she arrived at the construction site and before she had time to comfort the villagers, she was caught by Zhang Huaiyu. Without saying a word, she grabbed Gu Qing's collar and dragged him up the mountain. Gu Qing resisted desperately, but Zhang Huaiyu calmly let him struggle. This piece of Gu Qing's collar, she

It's very manageable.

The figures of the two people fighting gradually faded away. The villagers on the construction site showed ambiguous smiles one after another, and some straightforward villagers simply cheered loudly.

A villager came close to Feng Aweng and said with a smile: "Feng Aweng, it's time for Gu Qing to marry a wife at this age. This girl is very suitable for him. If the two of them are interested, Aweng might as well find a matchmaker for them."

Feng Aweng also laughed, but still shook his head: "Let's take a look first. Gu Qing is a boy with ideas. It is up to him to decide whether he wants to marry his wife. Of course, I will also test his words. If he is really interested, I will protect him."
Chapter completed!