Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Across the windowsill, his gaze fell straight on the face that was as pale as paper and bloodless. Jingzhi closed his eyes tightly and had fainted.

This scene made his heart fall into a bottomless abyss in an instant, and an indescribable panic surged in his heart.

At this moment, Liang Zan's voice came from behind.

Erdi looked back when she heard the voice, and saw Liang Zan walking slowly towards her with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

However, at this moment, Erdi no longer had the heart to drink this bowl of medicine.

All he could think about was the heart-wrenching look of Jingzhi fainting.

So, Erdi turned her face away, and he endured the discomfort in his body, got out of bed with difficulty, and muttered:

"If I don't drink, why does she..." Before he could finish his words, the two words "I won't drink" pierced Liang Zan's eardrums like sharp arrows.

In an instant, Liang Zan felt that the string that had been taut in his mind suddenly broke, and all his rationality was swallowed by anger.

He gently placed the medicine bowl on the cabinet next to him, and then his figure flashed and rushed to Erdi like lightning.

One hand suddenly grabbed Erdi's collar, and the other hand raised a fist high and smashed towards Erdi with the force of thunder.

The fist was less than 1 centimeter away from Erdi's nose, but in the end it did not actually fall, but stopped in mid-air.

Despite this, the force from the fist still caused the air to explode slightly, and Liang Zan's fingers turned slightly white due to excessive force, and his joints cracked.

Faced with Liang Zan's sudden action, Erdi neither struggled nor resisted, nor did she show any intention of retreating.

He just lowered his hands quietly and looked straight into Liang Zan's eyes that were full of anger and disappointment.

Liang Zan stared closely at the bloodless face of the man in front of him, and the endless worry and concern for Jingzhi revealed in his eyes. His fist, raised high, trembled slightly in the air, and he couldn't bring it down hard no matter what.

He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the surging emotions in his heart.

Then he loosened his grip on the man's collar, and instead firmly grasped the man's limp arm, putting it hard on his shoulder.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word full of anger:

"What happened to her? I'll let you see with your own eyes what she's become! Liang Erdi, Liang Erdi, do you still have a conscience?"

However, before he could finish his words, he had already picked up Erdi, who was limp as mud, and staggered out of the house.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, a gust of wind carrying raindrops as big as beans blew in my face, hitting my face and causing pain.

Looking at the heavy rain outside that was like the pouring Milky Way, Liang Zan finally felt a little bit of pity in his heart.

He really couldn't bear to let his former master be exposed in this merciless rain.

So he bent down, carried Erdi on his back, quickly grabbed the oil-paper umbrella leaning against the wall and opened it, then ran into the yard next door at almost a sprinting speed like an arrow.

……

There was a loud "bang" and the door crashed quickly against the wall under his powerful kick.

After hitting the wall, the door seemed unwilling to give up and slowly bounced back a little bit.

The loud noise startled the two people in the house, and they turned around to look at the person who came.

Mei had just changed Jingzhi's clothes and looked at Liang Zan with disapproval.

Hua Bao was more direct. He let go of Jingzhi's wrist and stood up with a whoosh.

"Why did you bring him here? Don't you think he's sick enough? Did you take the medicine?"

Liang Zan's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

He roughly carried Erdi to the end of the bed, and then carefully removed the silk gloves from Jingzhi's hands.

When those two scarred hands, covered with new and old wounds, were exposed to the air, Liang Zan felt an indescribable anger and heartache in his heart.

He grabbed the collar of Erdi, who had collapsed on the corner of the bed, and mercilessly pushed her head down so that his eyes met Jingzhi's injured hands.

Liang Zan's voice was icy cold, filled with uncontrollable anger:

"Open your eyes and look carefully! Every wound here was caused by you! You heartless thing, don't you understand? Just now, the bowl of medicine you carelessly overturned on the ground was also mixed with her blood! If it weren't for her, you would have died months ago!"

After Erdi heard these words, it was as if a thunderclap sounded in his mind, making his vision go dark.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to gently touch the hand that was hanging limply on the bed, but the moment he was about to touch it, he suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

A deep sense of self-blame suddenly surged in his heart, making him feel that he was not worthy of touching such a pair of scarred hands.

Erdi's fingers slowly bent, finally clenched into a fist, and slowly retracted to her side.

His eyes were fixed on the shocking scars on Jingzhi's palms. Those scars were like sharp blades, ruthlessly cutting open his heart.

At this moment, he felt his heart was dripping, and what flowed out was not blood, but endless apologies, regrets and deep self-blame.

These emotions were like a surging tide, crashing against his mental defenses wave after wave, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His eyes gradually moved upwards, and when they touched the blood-stained gauze at her collar with two buttons open, his pupils began to tremble violently.

"She is..."

Liang Zan gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to beat him up, and said coldly:

"Her blood has a soothing effect on your illness. Every time, she was afraid you wouldn't drink it, so she only dared to add a little bit each time. If you hadn't hurt her feelings this time, she would never have used such a radical method to give you her first blood! Liang Erdi... I've told you many times to cherish her."

Hua Bao suddenly realized what was going on, and he said that when the first bowl of medicine was brought to him, he immediately smelled blood. So that was what was going on.

There was a crisp sound of "Snap!", and the girl used all her strength to grab Erdi's hand tightly, while looking at her father for help with a terrified look on her face.

At this moment, she had no idea what to do. She could only stare at Erdi and said in a trembling voice:

"Uncle Master, please don't be like this..."

Erdi bit his bloodless lips and tried to struggle to break free from Qiangmei's restraints, but he was already very weak at this time and could not exert any strength at all.

Hua Bao, who was standing aside, slowly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to watch this heartbreaking scene any longer.

After a moment, he gently waved his hand towards Xiaomei and said slowly in a low and suppressed voice:

"Let him fight. If he thinks that this miserable life that Jingzhi helped him to save with so much trouble is so worthless, then just let him go."

Hearing this, Mei's hands couldn't help but tremble, and she was in extreme confusion.

After some struggle, she finally slowly let go of Erdi's extremely cold wrist.

At this moment, Erdi's face was as pale as a ghost.

However, the bright red palm print on his left cheek became even more glaring.

Seeing this scene, Hua Bao's eyes flashed with a trace of heartache that was difficult to conceal, but he still said mercilessly:

"Since you're so determined to humiliate yourself, then go ahead and beat me up! It would be best if you beat yourself to death, so that you can completely betray her sincerity! By then, you won't have to drink that bowl of medicine that I spent so much effort to prepare!"

After saying this, he winked at Liang Zan, who had a cold face:

"Azan, go pour out that bowl of medicine! He won't drink it anyway!"

Liang Zan gritted his teeth and stared at the back of Erdi's head.

However, just a moment later, his expression became extremely complicated again, and he turned to look at Jingzhi who was unconscious on the bed.

After a long sigh, he turned around and hurried to the next yard to get the medicine.

The medicine was not easy to come by. She washed and dried it bit by bit, not to mention that it contained her blood and sweat.

How much blood and sweat can a person, no, a civet cat, squander?

Today, Liang Zan has to force Liang Erdi to drink it all in!

As he thought this, his steps became faster, but his movements holding the medicine bowl became more cautious.

Not long after, Liang Zan hurried back to Hua Bao's house.

He casually threw the umbrella aside, then slowed down and walked into the house.

But when he saw the scene clearly, he was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but roared in a low voice:

"What are you doing? Don't you know she's still sick?"

I saw that Erdi had crawled to the inside of the bed at some point and was lying on his side. His arms were tightly wrapped around Jingzhi's slender waist. His eyes were red and he didn't even want to blink. He just stared at Jingzhi beside him.

Liang Zan was so angry that he walked forward quickly and reached out to grab Erdi's collar, but accidentally touched Jingzhi who was lying on the outside.

At this moment, she seemed to be pulled on the wound, whimpering in pain, and her thin sword-like eyebrows instantly frowned. Liang Zan let go of her hand in an instant, and Erdi's eyes lit up.

He didn't dare to use more force, but instead carefully wrapped his arms around her waist, gently and slowly, as if afraid of waking her up, and murmured slowly:

"Xiaozhi... I won't ask anymore, never again. I don't want to know. Can we go back to the way we were before?

I know you don't want to hear it, but I still want to say...

Xiaozhi, I'm sorry,...I'm sorry...Wuwu..."

As she spoke, Erdi couldn't help but bury her head in her hot neck and cried uncontrollably.

At this moment, he didn't care about whether it was shameful or not. He just felt extremely guilty and heartbroken. He wanted to cut himself open and throw that painful heart away.

Liang Zan tightened the bowl in his hand and cleared his throat. Seeing how sad he was, he finally softened his tone:

"Drink the medicine."

After a long time, just when he thought Erdi was going to commit suicide again, Erdi's face was covered with tears, and she finally propped up her weak body. He gritted his teeth, raised his hand that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and steadily caught the bowl of slightly cold medicine.

He drank it with great care. Every time he tasted a little blood, his heart ached more. When his eyes touched the blood bead that was about to solidify on the edge of the bowl, his tears finally fell again.

He swirled the bowl, his hands shaking slightly, and slowly placed his cold lips on the drop of blood. Tears fell together, wrapped around the drop of blood and sucked it into his mouth.

The taste, bitter and astringent, rushed all the way to his heart.

Liang Zan took the empty bowl, sighed, looked at him deeply, said nothing, and walked out quickly.

The girl followed him out and handed him a bowl of ginger tea. Liang Zan's chilled heart suddenly warmed up. He raised his head and drank it, but his heart was still full of mixed feelings. He bowed to the girl and said:

"I'm going to have to trouble you these few days. Di Ge...if Jingzhi doesn't go back, I'm afraid he won't go back either."

The girl shook her head and said:

"It's okay. My father is still here. He drank the medicine. Let's see how it goes. Fortunately, Sister Jingzhi's hairpin didn't pierce too deeply, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Liang Zan's eyes darkened again. He sighed, said that he would go back and pack daily necessities for them, and then left dejectedly.

……

inside the house.

After Erdi drank the medicine, her complexion became much calmer in a short while and she was breathing less heavily. However, her eyes were still very red and swollen, and her nose was a little red from crying.

Hua Bao felt a little sorry for him. He had been with his fellow apprentice for so many years, but he had never seen him cry so miserably.

He used to like seeing sissies get humiliated, but now, when Erdi is really sad, he... can't bear to watch it at all.

So he couldn't help but advise:

"Take the medicine, and rest well. She also took the medicine, so she won't wake up so quickly."

Erdi didn't even raise her head, but leaned sideways, staring at Jingzhi's bloodless lips. Tears suddenly wet the pillowcase again. He bit his lip, suppressed the choking throat, steadied his voice, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm going to sleep... Brother... please go out."

Hua Bao felt as if his body was struck by a bolt of thunder and shook violently.

He stood there blankly, his thoughts instantly pulled back to the distant past.

He couldn't even count how many years had passed...

How long had it been? It was truly too long, so long that he almost forgot the last time he heard his junior fellow student call him "senior brother."

At this moment, he sighed heavily, feeling as if his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

How could he not understand what his junior fellow apprentice was thinking?

He clearly just wanted to avoid everyone's sight and find a corner to cry alone.

However, even though Huang Huabao has superb medical skills and can cure various difficult and complicated diseases, he is helpless when faced with the pain and sorrow deep in people's hearts.

Thinking of this, Hua Bao shook his head helplessly and sighed from time to time.

He dragged his heavy steps and walked slowly towards the door.

The moment the door closed, Erdi's soft and hoarse sobbing sound was heard from inside the room.

The crying sounded like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Huabao's heart.

In addition, there was the word "I'm sorry" that was repeated countless times, echoing in his sensitive ears like a ghost.

inside the house.

Jingzhi closed her eyes, but even so, a crystal tear quietly slid down from the outer corner of her eye.

The teardrop rolled down the edge of the bed and finally landed silently on the cold ground, splashing a small cloud of dust...