Nightfall Chapter 5: Sangsang’s disease

Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 5 Sangsang’s Disease

The black horse-drawn carriage drove like flying through the East City. With two waist plates, he forcibly opened the Suzaku city gate and ran towards the southern academy along the straight official road.

In the carriage, Ning Que held Sangsang tightly, groping with his right hand in the carriage wall, breathing non-stop. His body is very good. After practicing Haoran, his breath is longer. Naturally, his breathing is not because of fatigue or hard work, but because of fear-because he can feel Sangsang's body getting colder and colder through the thick bedding. .

Finally found the small flask that he had prepared before. Without any hesitation, he unscrewed the lid of the flask with trembling fingers and handed it to Sangsang's lips. A strong aroma of wine filled the compartment.

Sangsang closed his eyes tightly, his sparse eyelashes trembling slightly, his face was pale, his slightly gray lips were also pressed tightly, his teeth were clenched, Ning Que poured out the spirits from the flask, there was no way. Entered her mouth, dripped down the corners of her lips and wet the bedding.

Ning Que looked at the dripping drink and her weak face. Her body and mind were occupied by fear. She was a little weak from fright. He bowed his head in pain and hugged her tighter.

Sangsang hasn’t fallen ill for a long time. More precisely, since she left Weicheng and came to Chang’an, she has never fallen ill again, but today she is so sick that she is actually better than Ning Que’s memory. Every time he got sick, he was terrified, so he made a decision at the first time. Instead of holding her to the hospital, he carried her on the carriage and ran towards the college in the south of the city.

There are no doctors in the academy, but there are teachers and brothers in the academy. Ning Que believes that as long as Sangsang can still breathe when she arrives in the academy, then she will be fine.

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Facts proved that Ning Que's judgment was correct.

He hugged Sangsang and ran into the clouds. He came to the back of the academy on the cliff and yelled at the lake. The brothers and sisters who were still asleep suddenly awakened and came out of the hospital to welcome them. In front is the Seventh Sister, who was embroidering a butterfly cat before going to bed, and fell asleep in disorderly clothes until late at night. At this time, there was an embroidery needle in the bun, and her face was still tired and covered. People wake up angry.

When she saw Ning Que's panic expression and Sangsang in his arms, she immediately understood what had happened, and the tiredness and anger on her face suddenly became solemn. She didn't question Ning Que, but just looked at Sangsang's pale face, then pulled out the embroidery needle from the bun, and pierced her neck four times like lightning.

The needle fell into the wind, and Sang Sang gave a light hum, still frowning and did not wake up, but the pale color on his face faded a bit, reappearing the original pale black.

"Senior Sister...How about?"

Ning Que looked at Senior Sister Seven and asked in a trembling voice. He didn't know before that Senior Sister, apart from embroidering in formation, would actually use acupuncture to heal people, but seeing Sangsang's changes, he suddenly had a lot of expectations.

"It's cold, it's dangerous, I can only suppress it with a needle," Senior Sister Seven said.

Ning Que's arrival awakened everyone at the back of the academy by the mountains and lakes. Senior Brother also appeared in the distance, but his movements were still so slow, it seemed that nothing could make him feel anxious and anxious.

Senior Sister Seven looked at the big brother, but she didn't know what she thought of, her expression became a lot relaxed, and she shouted: "Brother, grab the old eleven from the mountain, but you can do it faster."

The big brother was startled, turned and walked back to the forest behind him.

Senior Sister Seven looked at Ning Que's anxious expression, and comforted her and said, "The problem is not big. You can hold Sangsang to the Caolu first. If the teacher is there, there will be no accidents, and it will be done when Elder Eleven comes. "

Ning Que did not understand the meaning of Sister Sister’s words. If the teacher was willing to take action, Sangsang would naturally not have an accident, but why wait for Sister Eleven?

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The morning light gradually came, covering the back mountain of the academy, falling on the golden-like jade grass filaments on the eaves of the grass cottage, and then reflecting to the mountains and forests further away, and the meadow surrounded by flowers and trees was bright.

Ning Que, Chen Pipi and others stood outside the Caolu, waiting for news inside. Since last spring, Sangsang has often been in and out of the back mountains of the academy. With the good food and quiet temperament he has made, he has won the love and pity of everyone. Knowing that she is extremely ill, the students of the academy can’t help being very worried. Tang Xiaotang even flushed his eyes anxiously, but Ning Que was much calmer than before.

Because the teacher is already awake, and he is in the grass cottage at this time, he believes that even if Sangsang has already stepped into the underworld, the teacher is capable of pulling her back.

At this moment, Wang Chi walked out of the cottage, Ning Que hurried forward, Wang Chi looked at him and said, "She was born with insufficient body, and she had been cold and cold for many years. It is severe once, and the longer the period of hiding and calming down, the more serious the illness will be... I checked her pulse condition earlier, and confirmed that she had suffered a severe cold some time ago, and recently she has been overwhelmed with overwhelming thoughts, and she has reached this point."

Ning Que asked: "Nothing will happen, right?"

Wang Chi said: “Senior Sister Seven’s golden needles are very timely for pulse pressure. I decocted her as a supplementary medicine. She should be able to cool down a bit. There is nothing to do. It’s just that you should keep warm in the future, but you don’t dare to suffer from the cold.

Ning Que immediately relaxed when he heard this, and suddenly felt that his legs were a little soft.

Wang Chi suddenly thought of something. He looked at him and asked in doubt: "Little brother, Sangsang brought this disease from his mother's womb. In the past few years, I have been sick many times. There are no good doctors in Weicheng, Changan. The city is full of quack doctors. How can you keep her alive now?"

When Sangsang was young, Ning Que often took her to see a doctor. The silver spoons she worked so hard to collect were basically spent in the drugstore, but they were of no use. Later, he occasionally found a way to let Sang Sang boo today, listening to the senior brother’s question at this time, he dared not conceal anything, and honestly replied: "Later, every time Sang Sang got sick, I always let her drink a big bag of spirits." /

The second brother had been standing silently outside the Caolu without any expression on his face. At this moment, listening to Ning Que had been using spirits to treat Sangsang's disease these years, he frowned and looked extremely unhappy.

Wang Chi nodded after hesitating for a moment and said: "This is indeed a symptomatic method. Although the warm pulse of liquor can only temporarily cure the symptoms, it is much cleaner than those bad medicines."

Fortunately for such an evaluation, otherwise the second brother would never spare Ning Que.

Looking at Wang Chi's figure disappearing among the flowers and trees, Ning Que learned that this eleventh brother who loves to talk to flowers is actually a sage doctor, thinking about what he saw when he entered the mountain at the beginning of the year. The idiot who was full of petals couldn't help feeling a little worried, and said: "Elder Brother...Is it reliable?"

Senior Sister said: "The spirit of the elder eleven in this life is above the flowers and plants. Where is the idiot Lu Chenjia and other fools who only love its shape and do not know its soul can compare, he can know everything in the world Flowers and plants can argue the use of all the flowers and plants in the world, and are proficient in all herbal medicines. It is the most reliable for him to see a doctor."

Listening to this, Ning Que finally felt relieved, but he was not completely relieved, because in his opinion, the most reliable teacher in the world was of course the teacher, and he had to listen to what the teacher said.

The grass house is full of wind, and there are only a few screens lying on the stage horizontally and vertically. There is a large couch inside, which is the residence of the master, and Sangsang is lying there at this time.

Sangsang woke up for a while before, and fell asleep again under the action of the medicine. Tang Xiaotang put the medicine bowl aside, moistened the towel with hot water, twisted it to semi-wet, and then carefully reached her On her still cold forehead, she took her little hand and said something softly.

Looking at this scene through the screen, Ning Que felt so grateful, then he looked back at the master, worried and asked: "Teacher, do you think...Is there anything wrong?"

The master woke up much earlier than usual, so he was in a bad mood, just thinking that Ning Que must be in a bad mood at this time, so he endured not reprimanding him.

He held a bowl of lotus seed porridge and blew his breath, and said, "What can you do? It's better to get more sun on weekdays."

The seemingly irresponsible remarks really made Ning Que feel relieved, because since the master said it was okay, then Sangsang must be okay, just...is it useful to be in the sun?

He walked to the master's side, took the bowl of lotus porridge, stirred carefully with a spoon, and asked with unprecedented respect: "Teacher, Sangsang this body... Didn't you say it was all right last time? "

The master said: "She was born with coldness, and she has not been treated seriously in these years. I don't know how much coldness is accumulated in the bone marrow of the internal organs. Fortunately, by chance, I worshiped Wei Guangming as a teacher and was able to capture the supernatural glory. Naturally, the cold breath can be suppressed. As long as the time is longer, the divine glory in her body can turn the cold breath into nothingness. I said to you that it was okay, then it was okay. You are questioning Me?"

Ning Que confirmed that the lotus porridge was cold, and handed it over respectfully, and said humbly: "Teacher's words are just slapping me in the face. The disciple just doesn't understand what is going on."

The master looked at him and said mockingly: "You have to ask yourself what's going on. You were a sick little girl, but you were taken by your ruthless master to fight with Xiahou... Xiahou is so good. Kill? In order to help you, she shined bright on the cliff that night, and the momentary meaning exhausted all her brilliance. The cold breath in her body was suppressed for many days, and she suddenly regained her freedom. Naturally, she was looking for a chance to rebel , I don’t know how you bullied her recently and caused this little girl's rare heart to fall away. Only now is the danger now.

Ning Que was silent, thinking that it was all her own fault as expected, but Sangsang's calm temperament was even a little dull, something that could make her lose heart... Could it be an engagement?

"Teacher, since it is congenital deficiency and cold, how to get to the root of the disease?"

The master drank a sip of lotus porridge, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "As I said earlier, healing is very simple, get more exposure to the sun, practice divine art diligently, and when the divine art becomes successful, the little girl's illness will naturally heal. "

Ning Que thought about going on a long journey soon, and tentatively asked: "This is a long way to Lanke Temple. She is weak now, my disciple...can you not go?"

The master was furious, and scolded: "Which son-in-law are you? You can't walk without the service of the little maid? Even if she wants to recover from illness, you can go by yourself. Besides, Buddhism also has its own set of skills. The medical skills of the little monk in Lanke Temple are even admirable as a teacher, you can’t see it for yourself."

Ning Que said helplessly: "Go, teacher, why are you so angry?"

The conversation between the Master and Ning Que had already made the disciples in the Caolu want to laugh. After listening to Ning Que's last words, people finally did not hold back a laugh.

The big brother didn't smile, he looked at Sangsang on the couch, his face was full of worry and pity.

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