"National Master... You are here, it's so good. Check out my aunt's condition..."
At that time, Feng Miaolian's breath was already weak and she could not even see the face of the visitor.
I faintly felt that his big hand was so hard and reliable. He even sat by the bed, so close, his voice was full of concern, and he whispered: "Miaolian... Why are you so sick?
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She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.
Just breathing.
Yejia.
That's Yejia.
A childhood partner.
In his most difficult time, he was the only one who came to visit him.
She burst into tears: "Yejia...Don't get close to me, I will infect you..."
He smiled silently, with that kind of compassion and kindness, as if saying, Miaolian, have you forgotten? I am a person with very good medical skills.
He was very close to her, and he picked up her wrist, took her pulse, looked at her eyelids and tongue coating, looked at her, and looked at her, and asked questions and cuts. He was not negligent at all, nor was he afraid of contagion. After thinking carefully for a long time, he took out the few he carried with him.
Flavor Pills: "Miaolian, take this first, and I will prescribe a few more medicines for you..."
Liu'er brought water and served her and took pills.
It's like a heart conditioner.
"Yejia, do you think I will die?"
At that time, his eyes were completely in line with her. How weak and pitiful it was. It was full of fear and despair that was waiting for death.
Her lips had dried up and were faintly purple; her former plump cheeks had dried up, and even her agile and flowing eyes seemed so dull and dull, and her eyes fell deeply.
The beautiful faces like spring flowers and autumn moons in the past have long disappeared.
Ye Jia sighed secretly.
I actually felt sad in my heart. Such a disease is really hard to cure.
The emperor has not done his best. He has visited famous doctors all over the world, but everyone is helpless.
Even Ye Jia himself has never seen such a disease and cannot come up with a decent solution for the moment.
He didn't speak for a long time, and Feng Miaolian was even more anxious: "Ye Jia... My illness is really impossible to cure, right?"