The sky is getting late, and the sunset is shining.
The sparkling Jinghu Lake, illuminated by the twilight of the setting sun, glows with a faint orange light, matching the growing grass and flying orioles and the playing fish.
Make this scene appear natural, harmonious and beautiful.
On the island in the middle of the lake.
The thatched wooden houses one after another are nestled in the green woods, some of them looming.
The smoke from the cooking pot floats slowly.
Mixed with the silky mist that gradually appeared, it looked even more hazy and misty.
"call out……!"
A small black bird staggered past and landed on Si Yuan's chest outside the yard.
The once black and silky feathers have now become dull and a bit messy. Those small black eyes reveal a strong aura of twilight and death.
The bright and lively eyes are no longer there, but only turbidity and twilight.
When the little black bird looked at the unconscious Si Yuan, its eyes showed deep attachment and sadness, and its black beak gently touched Si Yuan's face.
It was like saying goodbye, but also seemed extremely reluctant to leave.
It didn't take long.
Those twilight eyes finally closed slowly.
Its breathing became weaker and weaker, and its heartbeat became weaker and weaker. Eventually, its breathing and heartbeat disappeared bit by bit, and it took its last breath.
The small body, less than the size of a palm, curled up in his master's arms.
It has finished its short life.
Si Yuan's eyelids moved slightly, as if he was aware of it, but he could not open it after all.
"Everything has spirit, even a small bird." Nian Duan led Duan Murong to the outside of the yard and looked at the pair of master and servant quietly.
One died, one was injured.
In her mind, she unconsciously recalled the little baby girl who was delivered.
"Did I guess something wrong?" At this moment, Nian Duan's eyes showed a trace of contemplation. She didn't come back to her senses until her little apprentice gently shook her arm.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at his young apprentice Duan Murong.
"Master, let's bring the eldest brother into the room." The little girl showed a pitiful look, acting coquettishly and cutely towards her master, and begged in a milky voice: "It's very cold by the lake at night, eldest brother can't bear it now.
If you stay out overnight, your condition will get worse."
"Rong'er doesn't want to see my eldest brother die in front of Ron'er."
"Rong'er, you have to remember that doctors can heal anyone in the world, but they can't heal themselves." Nianduan taught softly, but looking at her little apprentice's big confused and innocent eyes, she secretly shook her head helplessly.
Let go of the little girl's right hand.
With a flick of her fingers, she made a small hole in the ground and buried the little black bird's body in it. Then she stepped forward, bent down, carried Si Yuan into the ward, and placed her on the wooden bed.
Then I didn't care anymore.
"It's just this once, it won't happen again."
A familiar voice floated out of the mind port, then turned and left.
"Yes!" Duan Murong responded obediently.
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Three days later.
The unconscious Si Yuan woke up and slowly opened a pair of ice blue eyes.
"Where...is this place?" Si Yuan had just woken up. At this time, Si Yuan felt that his mind was at a loss and his reaction was extremely slow.
It's like drinking and drinking.
in the room.
Duan Murong, who was reading medical books carefully and thinking hard, heard an unfamiliar hoarse voice coming from the wooden bed. She suddenly came back to her senses and turned to look in the direction of the wooden bed.
He saw that the white-haired elder brother who was originally unconscious had opened his eyes at this moment.
"Brother, you're awake." Duan Murong put down the bamboo slips of medical books in her hands, ran over happily on her short legs, stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, and checked the situation.
Si Yuan heard the sound and turned his head slightly.
After taking a closer look, he noticed a very cute little girl standing beside the bed. She was so short that he almost didn't see her.
"Who...are you? Where is this place?"
Instinctively, he spoke in Yue language, not Chu language.
"Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't Ronger understand?" Duan Murong blinked, her beautiful dark purple eyes full of confusion and confusion.
After such a short time.
Si Yuan's mind, which had been slow for a moment, finally became more sober.
He also recalled what happened before he fell into coma, and immediately switched languages skillfully, and asked anxiously in Chu language: "Little sister, have you seen the baby in my arms?"
"I saw it, she is at Master Ronger's place now." It seemed that Si Yuan's expression was a little anxious, Duan Murong explained seriously: "Master Ronger is very powerful, she will be fine."
"Brother, don't worry."
"That's good...!" After hearing this, Si Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a hard smile: "Thank you, little girl, and your master."
"You are a patient, and Ronger should save you." Duanmu Rong stood on tiptoes, put her hands on the edge of the wooden bed, and explained obediently: "Brother, Ronger is not called little girl, but Duanmu Rong."
"You can call me Ronger like Master."
Hearing the little girl's words, Si Yuan suddenly burst into laughter.
"This little girl is a little silly and cute."
"Nannan is not a name, it is a title that praises you." He explained aloud, but a new name appeared in his mind for no reason: "Jinghu Medical Immortal Duanmu Rong!"
"The memory of past and present lives is still a bit confusing."
"It seems that even if you don't drink Meng Po Soup, the reincarnation of mortal ghosts will still have an impact." Si Yuan thought thoughtfully, but was a little unsure: "Perhaps... you can also occupy the reincarnation quota of the beautiful female ghost with me.
related."
"After all, my new reincarnation identity, normally speaking, actually belongs to that beautiful female ghost, not me."
Secretly heaving a long sigh of helplessness.
Si Yuan subconsciously muttered to himself, "I wonder if there is any way to restore the memory?"
"Restore memory? Brother, have you lost your memory?" the little girl asked doubtfully. She looked at Si Yuan's face carefully and comforted: "Actually, brother, you don't have to worry too much about losing your memory."
"Rong'er once heard Master tell us that as long as we can open up the Ren Meridian, Du Meridian, Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian, Foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian, Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, Hand Shaoming Triple Burner Meridian, Hand Taiyang Small Intestine Meridian, Hand Foot Yang
Through the bladder meridian, you can remember all the memories in your life."
"How many years will we have to wait?" Si Yuan was a little disappointed.
"Actually... it's not that there is no other way." Duan Murong hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "If my master is allowed to take action on his own, I only need to put a few needles in your head, big brother."
"But my master is unwilling to save my elder brother. He says that your sword is very fierce and you are not a good person."
"That's right!" Si Yuan nodded slightly.
I quickly tried my best to recall the memories related to "Jinghu Medical Village" in my mind, and several familiar names gradually emerged in my mind.
"Six-fingered Black Man... Prince Yan Dan... Gai Nie... Wei Zhuang... Fei Yan..."