Quick Travel: The host is always seeking death

"But, it hurts~"

It's cool~

But the physical condition is not good, and a certain dog is sick...

Xiaodai felt a little distressed and activated a healing skill.

"Fortunately, I have Ben Tongzi, otherwise you would probably be able to live in bed for the next few days."

The areas where Nongxuan's wrists were tied were red, and the skin was broken in one place, which was enough to prove how tragic the situation last night was. Now that the red potion was applied, Nongxuan's skin was fair, and the feeling of abuse was overwhelming.

Anyway, Tan Gou, who came in with porridge, almost lost control again.

"Cough cough."

The man who was worried about being scolded was standing at the door "primarily", his hands no longer wrapped in bandages.

Nongxuan's attention was taken away by his hand, and his ears turned red again.

"I asked for leave for you. Country F, do you want to go?"

Nongxuan opened his mouth to speak, but his Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't say a complete sentence at all. He didn't know whether it was because his throat was too sore, or he was embarrassed by the slight "I~" sound, so he stopped in time and shook his head.

Tan Xi has never seen such mystique before.

In the relationship between the two of them, Nongxuan has always been dominant. He is gentle, decent and principled, and will never show such a peach-like face and spring-like eyes.

Tan Xi heard his own heartbeat. The sound was so loud that he didn't dare to move forward and could only stare at Nongxuan blankly.

Amused by Tan Xi's timid expression, he coughed and said, "What are you doing standing there, wanting to starve me to death?"

"oh oh!"

As a result, Nongxuan hurriedly waited for the pretentious Tan Xi all morning, paying more attention than taking care of himself.

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A week later, Nongxuan came to Jiangnan with Tan Xi.

"When I see my master later, I'll have a sweet treat. He likes to hear those coaxing words."

Tan Xi: "Oh? For example?"

Nongxuan: "Wait and learn."

The master of Nongxuan is a reclusive old Chinese medicine doctor, Xie Daoyun. Everyone respectfully calls him "Mr. Sanfang". He takes three patches of Chinese medicine and keeps the medicine until the disease is cured.

But Nongxuan knew that it was all touted by everyone. At present, cancer and AIDS cannot be completely cured. This has been the master's heartache for many years. He lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests just to concentrate on studying medicine.

Everyone knows that Mr. Sanfang has a weird temper and is arrogant. He disdains Western medicine and is unwilling to accept invitations for academic exchanges.

But Nongxuan knew that was not the case.

The master who was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine has always had a good temper. He is free and easy. When Nongxuan first became a disciple, Xie Daoyun also taught him that in learning, he must know how to "take the essence and discard the dross"——

Traditional Chinese medicine is as good as traditional Chinese medicine, and Western medicine is as wonderful as Western medicine. The two can coexist and complement each other.

It wasn't until the master's lover passed away that he, as a doctor, lost his temper in the hospital and then pointed at the attending doctor and called him a "quackery". That's when he began to hate Western medicine.

Nongxuan was 15 years old at the time and can still remember the pain and hatred on his master's face.

Although he heard that the incident was a medical accident, Xie Daoyun was unwilling to step into that hospital again. Every time he saw the scholars, they had cold faces.

"Hey, it was actually the attending doctor's negligence. He used the wrong medicine, and this is what your wife asked for."

Xiaodai narrated the true image, and Nongxuan was even more frightened. Even if the wrong medicine was not used, the survival probability of the master's wife was actually very low, very low...

No, it should be said that there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Because my wife has AIDS.