Leonardo da Vinci stayed in London for several days.
Anno and Da Vinci talked a lot, a lot.
Let’s talk about Adrosson’s growth in the past ten years, the artistic activities of Da Vinci in the past ten years, the huge changes in Florence, and the life of Anno in hiding in Tibet in the past ten years...
"I can't give you more advice on life, Lawrence, but, in the days to come, let Adrosson have his own father."
"I know, I'm planning too." Annuo touched his cervical spine with his right hand and sighed, "When are you going to leave?"
“Tomorrow morning.”
"So urgent?"
Leonardo da Vinci couldn't help but smile: "You must be full of hope for your new life, otherwise you will grow old early like you."
The two were silent for a while.
"Be careful when you go on the road."
"good."
......
Leonardo da Vinci left, and what awaited him would be a free life without restraint.
Anno no longer drove away his student Manrio, but let him stay by his side.
During the ten years since Manrio left, he learned architectural design with an architect and satisfied his interests, but his greatest wish was to stay with Anno.
Adrosson also followed Annuo, who often taught him some medical knowledge.
Time flies very quickly, and it has arrived at the end of 1487.
The old butler Lu Silan finally couldn't hold on. He was aging naturally, and his excellent medical skills could not help Lu Silan's decline.
The three buried Luslan outside London and embarked on a life of living.
But in 1488, a letter from Leonardo called Anno back to Florence.
Verocchio is also old and not in good health. Anno chose to return to Florence, return to this place where he achieved his achievements and take care of Verocchio himself.
On the day back to Florence, Anno went to the cemetery and stayed with his wife all night, telling his wife everything he wanted to say.
In 1490, Verocchio, who forced Anno to prolong his life, was finally unable to resist the erosion of time and was buried in the cemetery of Florence by Anno and Da Vinci.
In 1492, Annuo finally overcomes the dosage problem of the Black Death treatment drug and cures a Black Death patient for the first time.
In the same year, Anno's paper was officially published, causing a sensation throughout Europe.
The most serious disease in human history, the terrifying disease that caused one-third of the population in Europe in the last century, was conquered?
Countless doubts came, but Annuo responded to all doubts with a healing rate of up to 70%.
But Annuo was still not satisfied, and he continued to devote himself to the application of bacterial drugs and pursued a higher cure rate.
In 1493, Adrosson was sent by Anno to his mysterious friend, Joseph Zorgen. After that, he was officially recognized by the mysterious organization and entered the mysterious organization for more profound learning.
Anno was surrounded by his student Manrio, and lived a life like a living in Europe.
In 1495, Joseph Zorgen's son was born and named Marciri Zorgen by Anno, the godfather.
Annuo is working endlessly.
He always feels that time is too little, too little time is worried that he will not be able to complete the more efficient use of bacterial drugs, and is worried that he will not be able to reach a higher cure rate.
As a student, Manrio often advises Annuo not to squeeze himself anymore, but Annuo, who has become a stubborn old man, will not obey one thing and continue to work stubbornly.
Anno also goes to London to visit his son in his spare time. Adrosson has become an unreachable person, but he still loves his father.
Occasionally, Annuo would go out to relax and relieve his fatigue. He firmly believed that nature is the best place for humans to relax.
At the end of 1498, Anno was 50 years old. After visiting Adrosson from London, he was inexplicably lost.
The hunched Anno strolls in the forest.
He was staggering. Although he was only fifty years old, his hair was white and looked like he was sixty or seventy years old.
Soon, a huge lake appeared in front of Anno's eyes.
"This is..." Annuo remembered that when he was young, he and his wife who had no idea what she looked like, seemed to have been to this place.
The sword monument is still standing there.
"In a blink of an eye... how many years have passed?" Annuo stroked his beard, "I can't remember it."
He patted his neck, looked down and found that there was something like a sequin at his feet.
He bent down and picked it up, and found it was a piece of metal.
"What is this?...it's so pretty."
"Teacher-Teacher-Where are you-" Manrio's voice came from a distance.
"Stop shouting, I'm here!" Annuo put the metal fragments into his arms and walked in the direction where the sound came.
......
December 31, 1499, late at night.
Annuo was wearing glasses and was writing something at his desk.
He sighed and pulled a petri dish from the side, as if he wanted to observe what was inside.
But as soon as his arm was stretched out, Annuo stopped in place and could no longer move.
The arms were hanging down weakly.
His dim eyes were still staring at his manuscript.
Pick.
The pen fell on the ground and made a crisp sound.
The candlelight was burning, making Annuo's eyes seem to have a look.
What a pity, it's just a little bit short...
This is the last thought of the old man.
Crunch-
The door was opened.
"Teacher, I'll give you some food and ask you to go to bed early - teacher! teacher!!"
———
A charming woman stands above the earth.
The old man's soul was recycled, but he still kept writing at the desk.
"A wonderful life." The charming woman couldn't help but exclaim.
She waved her hands and her strength moved.
The old man's soul quickly became younger and more flexible.
17 years old.
Hum? No? It seems OK, callback a little more?
The charming woman transformed into Alaya's suppression force was thinking.
After the anti-pollution deepens, can even such things be done...
———
Adrosson rushed back.
The young man is 24 years old and has long burgundy hair.
Annuo did not wait for his arrival.
What Adrosson saw was just a tombstone, and Manrio, who was helping his father buy his future generations.
Anno's tombstone and Halle's tombstone stand together, as if they are relying on each other.
Manrio sat aside, holding the drawing board, crying silently, and was drawing something.
Annuo in the painting kept his desk posture, his eyes closed, one hand hanging on the ground, and only the lonely candlelight accompanied him.
"The Departure of the Giant" is Manrio's name for this painting.
The two brothers stood in front of the tombstone.
Adrosson cried in pain, while Manrio was crying with a hint of chuckling.
"Mr. Lawrence, I have fallen in love with Ms. Halle again, and I will never be separated..."
............
Chapter completed!