The world·Chang'an

Chang'an is a stinking problem of wandering around the world, poorly equipped with little luggage, pinned the jade pendant left by Auntie on his waist, casually packed some bags, carefully placed the box left by the master next to his body, and left the inn in a hurry.

The host of the White Horse Temple said that when Luoyang was hit by an epidemic 20 years ago, she met a female doctor who turned the tide with silver needles. There was also a male doctor beside her. The two worked together to save half of Luoyang, but later they were in a hurry. After leaving, it seems to be going south in the conversation.

Most likely Xue Shenzhen was right.

It's only been 20 years, and it's not easy to follow the whereabouts a little bit to find a grave.

Back then, I only remembered a farewell letter from a flying pigeon, and the amazing female doctor of a generation went away quietly, without even explaining to the grave.

"Aman doesn't want me to disturb her safety anymore. She wants to be safe all her life, but I didn't give her even one day's safety."

The master held the farewell letter and stood on Qixia Mountain for a day and a night.

Passing by the White Horse Temple, Chang An suddenly stopped and looked back. The sick man didn't know what was wrong, so he went back to Jianzhuang and asked someone to inquire about it. There are a lot of rare and precious medicinal materials in the village, which is enough to treat him. , the air in Qixia Mountain is also good, and staying for a long time is definitely good for your health.

I don't know why I just think a lot, forgetting how big the world is, I am afraid that I may not be able to meet each other in my life.

Chang An smiled wryly, but was awakened by a horse neighing.

It must be some dude who was walking a horse on the street, and his lack of skills startled the horse.

Lie Ma rushed out straight, and someone's child was so frightened that he couldn't move. He sat on the ground in a daze and trembled, and the candied haws in his hand shattered all over the floor.

A thin figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd, holding the child tightly in his arms, seeing that it was too late to dodge.

Li Yan only felt his body lighten, and when he realized that he had already been lifted onto the horse by Chang An, and was safely protected in his arms, the child was huddled in his arms so afraid that he forgot to cry.

"You sick bastard is going crazy, you're already so virtuous, and you're still thinking about saving people!"

Chang An got off the horse, and stretched out his hand to pick up Li Yan with a cold face. Li Yan first handed the child into Chang An's arms, and while Chang An settled down the child, he dismounted sideways, but Chang An stopped him: "Don't move!"

This horse is too tall and extremely reckless. Although it was temporarily restrained by Chang An, but the powerful master didn't look at it for a while, the horse swayed wildly and became unstable. Li Yan looked like a queen. He fell on his back.

Unbiased, he was caught by Chang'an steadily.

When he raised his head, he met a furious face, "Are you brainless or not?"

Li Yan smiled inappropriately, "Fortunately, there is Mr. Chang'an, otherwise Li would have already drank half a pot of tea with the bull head and horse noodles."

Although the tone was half-joking, the fear was real. Through the thin clothes, Changan could feel the trembling of Li Yan's back.

"Why are you so hot?"

"Yes...is there?"

The weak ending was swallowed in the throat, and the person had already passed out.

"Sick boy, don't scare me! Sick boy! Li Yan?! Wake up!"

"Where did your tail-like servant die? No one followed and you went out for a walk alone! I think I have a long life!"

Cursing and swearing, but the movement of the hands is to wrap the person tightly in his arms, and hurried to the hospital.

"Sick young man, don't let anything happen to you. Chang'an, the world you wished for, has not been realized. You have to beg for nothing to live. Wait until the devils and tartars in the East China Sea, southern Xinjiang, and northwest are cleaned up before dying!"

"I said, you've become like this, why are you running outside, why don't you stay at home and recuperate?!"

"Or, you can go back with me, and I'll take you there for treatment."

"Sick child..."

There was a "sick child" on the left and a "sick child" on the right. The noise made Li Yan's brain hurt. He coughed twice, and Chang An immediately went to call the doctor nervously.

The doctor shook his head, "It's an old problem. The weakness brought out in the mother's womb may not make it past the age of 20. I can only prescribe some medicines to warm up the body in autumn and winter, so that he won't cough so hard."

Chang'an never thought that Li Yan's illness was so severe, "Doctor, you said that this illness cannot be cured, right?"

The doctor shook his head, "Even the genius doctors who have searched all over the world are helpless. The disease brought out of the mother's womb is frail and full of thoughts. Lord Yan doesn't need to urge him to report it."

"You mean, he's been coughing up blood since he was a child?"

"It may be mild when you are young, but more often you will be sick and weak, often have high fever, and it is not easy to recover from illness. The older you grow, the more serious it becomes."

Li Yan's eyes were slightly closed through the hollowed-out gap in the door of the medical hall, and there was no blood on his pale face. Chang'an only felt the pain of a needle in his heart.

He came back with the medicine calmly, "The doctor prescribed the medicine, just take it and you'll be fine."

Li Yan took the medicine bowl and swallowed lightly, his facial features wrinkled together, "Bitter!"

"Why do you look like a big girl! You'll be fine after taking the medicine, so why bother!" Chang An impatiently folded his arms around his chest, sat on the edge of the bed angrily, and threw the back of Li Yan's head.

God knows what he's mad about.

"I know my illness. It is definitely not a few bowls of medicine that can cure it. Life and death are fate, and I resign myself to fate."

Chang An suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

No one knows how far their life will last. With a knife in hand, life and death are instant. Even if you die, there is nothing to feel bad about. However, there are people who have been told from birth that they will not live to be 20 years old. In the countdown, Lord Yan is sitting there warming tea, waiting for you to stroll there.

After Li Yan finished drinking the medicine, Chang An somehow conjured candied fruit, "Here, eat one if you find it bitter."

Li Yan didn't shy away from it, took it and stuffed it into his mouth, "Thank you."

"Ayan, how old are you this year?"

Li Yan was taken aback, he was a little unaccustomed to the sudden change of address, more because all the time all the time everyone looked at him with pity, as if looking at a dead person, but in Changan's eyes it was caring and love.

Chang An stuttered and couldn't respond, "You... if you don't like it, I can not...not call."

Li Yan's slender eyes curled up, "I really like it, it sounds better than a sick child."

"Ah, I didn't mean that, I am, ah, my mouth! You..." Chang An explained while scratching his head, Li Yan's face became more rosy, with a faint smile on his face, "I am 22 years old this year. .”

22? !

How could such a thin person steal his life from Hades?

Chang An's face was as stinky as black charcoal, but Li Yan was as indifferent as ever, and comforted him: "The doctors all over the world assert that I won't live to be 20 years old, so I'm fine now."

The person who has always been a person who does not frown when his head is bleeding, suddenly feels a sore nose.

Changan reached out to wipe off the medicine stains on Li Yan's mouth, "Why don't you live to be 20 years old? Don't listen to those quack doctors talking nonsense. I'll take you there for treatment. You are 22 years old this year, and you will be 32 years old, 42 years old after that, wait for you At the age of 52, I will bring all the treasures in the world to celebrate your birthday, and I will give you whatever you want or not.”

Li Yan was amused by his crying and laughing expression, "Then I have to live on for decades?"

"How can I keep Lai alive? Famous mountains in the world, anecdotes and anecdotes about rivers and lakes, you can't finish watching them in a lifetime just by looking at them."

"Then tell me about the rivers and lakes you saw? I haven't seen the rivers and lakes since I was a child." Li Yan's eyes were bright, like a child begging his parents to buy sweet-scented osmanthus syrup.

Chang'an's voice came up, "Hey, there is something to say about this, I think I sneaked to the Northeast Snow Mountain back then..."