Si Wufeng was lying on the wooden bed, his face pale, and he began to comfort his son Si Yuan, telling him not to think wildly.
"Birth, old age, illness, and death are human nature and cannot be avoided..."
"Cough cough cough...!"
He coughed violently several times and then took a few breaths.
His eyes signaled the maid to retreat.
After all the two maids left, he pointed to the medicine pillow under his head and signaled Si Yuan that there was a small hidden mechanism on the side, asking him to open it.
Si Yuan glanced at his father with some confusion.
Without saying much, he followed his father Si Wufeng's instructions, found a small mechanism hidden in the cracks of the medicine pillow, and moved it back and forth a few times according to a certain pattern.
"Crack, click, click...!"
The subtle sound of the machine rotating sounded from inside the medicine pillow, and the sound was very weak.
Then, a thin interlayer slowly popped out from the side of the medicine pillow. On the interlayer, there was also a piece of white silk folded in half.
"What is this?"
Reaching out to pick it up, Si Yuan unfolded it and looked at it, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Xuanbingshu rubbings?!"
"Wasn't this top-notch witchcraft with ice attributes once stored inside the Yue Palace?"
"How could it happen now...?"
He had a vague guess in his mind and turned to look at his father.
He saw his father smiling and nodding to him.
"Put your things away quietly, remember, don't...don't show it to others easily..."
"Dad, is it possible...this thing is related to your injury?" Si Yuan frowned slightly, wondering why his father, who was such an old man, could be so unwise.
Although the ice magic passed down from the family is not a top-level witchcraft.
But it is not an ordinary witchcraft.
"I remember, didn't you... say something when you were little...?" Si Wufeng silently adjusted his breathing rhythm, making the words in his mouth as continuous as possible.
"In the future, you want to practice the strongest witchcraft, drink the best wine, and ride the most powerful horse..."
When Si Yuan heard this, his face turned red.
The subconscious instinct retorted: "I was drunk at that time, and drunk words don't count."
But after he finished speaking, he immediately reacted, his face changed slightly, and he asked tentatively: "So... Dad, did you take the drunken words I said when I was a child seriously?"
"You risked your life to get that... that thing?"
He clenched his right hand subconsciously and tightly held the silk rubbing in his hand.
"But if this thing makes you become like this, dad, then I would rather not have it!"
A childhood joke has now become true.
Si Yuan was not happy at all. Instead, he felt a blockage in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.
at this time.
The tightly closed door of the room was opened by someone from the outside.
Si Yuan quickly put away the silk rubbings of the Xuan Bing Technique in his hand, with a hint of defensiveness in his eyes, and suddenly turned back to look at the door of the room.
"mother?!"
The vigilance in my heart suddenly faded.
At this moment, the people who walked into the room, besides his mother, the third son, there was also a young maid carrying soup.
But what surprised Si Yuan was.
In the arms of his mother, Yu Sanzi, she was holding a little baby girl who was about one year old.
She is fair and tender, and her round little face is very cute.
"Xiao Yuan, you're back." Yu Sanzi held the baby girl in his arms with an excited expression. He quickly walked forward and looked at him carefully: "You are taller and stronger than before. Mom can hardly recognize her.
is you."
"By the way, this is your sister Yuji, who just turned one year old two months ago."
When Yu Sanzi was talking, he handed the little baby girl in his hand to Si Yuan and warned: "Xiao Yuan, please hold Yu Ji for a while first. Mom is going to give your father medicine."
"Then...okay."
Si Yuan, who originally had many questions he wanted to ask, had no choice but to endure it for the time being.
He reached out to take the little sister Yuji from his mother's arms, and held her in his arms. The little girl was not afraid of anything, staring at Si Yuan curiously with a pair of big, clear eyes.
After watching it for a while.
The little girl raised a white and tender chubby hand and tried to touch his face.
Unfortunately, the arms are too short to reach.
Five tender little fingers scratched back and forth in the air, but found nothing. The little girl immediately became anxious, and her pink lips slightly pursed.
His chubby little face looked like he was about to cry.
Seeing this, Si Yuan had no choice but to hug his sister and leave.
So that she wouldn't disturb her father's rest by crying.
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Come outside the room.
Looking at the gurgling water near the rockery in the yard, the swimming fish, the green grass, and the blooming flowers. Si Yuan was in a daze and stood there silently.
Although he was young in this life, he was a real adult in his previous life.
I have experienced the evil and viciousness of the human heart in society.
Naturally, the mind of this life cannot be judged as a real child.
Just from the brief meeting in the room, he already had a premonition in his heart that his father was probably going to die soon and his body was too exhausted.
In addition, there were other serious injuries on his body.
Through the brief physical contact just now, and with the keen perception brought by the internal force, he was unable to detect the existence of the internal force in his father's body.
In this case, there is only one possibility.
"Dad's Dantian is ruined..."
The Dantian is an area where the energy and spirit of a living body intensively exchange and transform. Once it is destroyed, the life essence in the individual body will continuously flow outward.
At worst, life expectancy is greatly reduced and aging is accelerated.
Or worse... died suddenly on the spot.
If the normal body is compared to a complete wooden barrel, the Dantian is the bottom of the barrel. The damage to the Dantian is equivalent to opening a hole in the bottom of the barrel.
The more serious the damage to the Dantian is, the bigger the hole will be at the bottom of the barrel.
The life essence flows faster.
This is also why Si Wufeng said that no medicine can cure the disease, because external supplements cannot cure the root cause at all. No matter how much is input, it will be leaked out.
Unless the Dantian is completely repaired.
"But where should I go to find a way to repair Dantian? Even if I really find it, can Dad's body be able to support it for such a long time?"
Si Yuan raised his head slightly, not wanting the tears in his eyes to flow down.
He didn't want others to see him cry.
In her arms, the young sister was still smiling innocently and innocently, and with a pair of white and fat little hands, she grabbed the beautiful butterflies flying around the flowers from the air.
"The prerequisite for using the secret technique of dissolution is that it must be activated regularly with internal force."
"Otherwise, I can let my father support me for a while longer."
Si Yuan carefully recalled all the functions of the Life and Death Furnace, but found helplessly and despairingly that it was of no use in repairing the Dantian.
Not to mention that there is not much energy in the core of the Life and Death Furnace at this moment.