Thousand Faces Buddha Physician

Chapter 30

章节字数：1900更新时间：11-03-1915:24

Memories can't come back, because you're not here...

"Yun, it's so cold in winter, why hasn't spring come yet?" The little boy huddled in the thick and soft fox fur, revealing only a thin, dark face with big pair of big eyes. The eyes look at people pitifully, causing people to feel distressed for no reason.

Yun Huangtian stepped forward and hugged the boy who was wrapped like a ball, let him lean on himself comfortably, and looked at the pattering rain outside the window together. Petals fell in the rain, and the ground was already covered with a thick layer. Tapestry: "Come on, after this rain, spring will come."

The boy responded, and quickly changed the question: "Why does Yun always wear red clothes?"

Lifting the boy's slender chin, his deep phoenix eyes looked deeply into the boy's beautiful eyes: "The only one you don't like?"

"Well, it's red like blood, it doesn't look very comfortable."

If someone else said such words, I'm afraid that person's head would have fallen to the ground at this moment, but because he was the young man in front of him, he only had obedience in his heart.

"Then don't wear it."

Just because of the boy's words, so he changed the habit of more than [-] years, since when was he unable to refuse the boy's request, since when was he willing to sink...

He buried his head in sniffing the scent of the medicine on the young man's body, the strong smell made him feel distressed, and he clearly remembered what kind of hardships the young man went through before he was pulled back from the gate of hell.

The coughed up blood hurt his eyes, and all the imperial doctors said that his heart was broken and he was helpless. He was so angry that he waved out the heart of one of the imperial doctors and threw it on the ground: "Heart is broken? Can't he be cured?" , the same fate as you!"

Gently lifted the boy on the bed, and gently wiped the blood gushing from his mouth, not thinking about anything, not being able to think about anything, all he knew was that if the boy was gone, he would let everyone be buried with him.

The temperature of the person in his arms was draining, and he hugged him tightly. For the first time in his life, he knew what it was to be afraid. He was afraid that as long as he loosened his grip a little, he would no longer be able to hold on to the boy.

He didn't allow him to leave like this, he still had a lot to say to the young man, he just knew that there was the deepest bond between them, they should be the closest people in the world, he didn't want to lose him like this.

"My lord, I have a way to save people, but..."

It's just that there are some thousand-year-old snow lotus missing, it's just that the Nine-turn Guiyuan Pill is missing, and it's just that he lost his ten-year skill, but he was so lucky to be able to save the boy that he wanted to sing loudly.

"Yun, the calligraphy and painting medicine is here again." The little man in his arms raised his nose, like a hamster sniffing food, so cute, Emperor Yun couldn't help but kissed the tip of his nose.

Shu Xiang presented the medicine in front of the two of them, respectfully: "My lord, it's time for you to drink the medicine."

"Yun, the medicine is so bitter, can you not drink it?" The small face wrinkled bitterly, looking at the black bowl of medicine with disgust, these bitter and smelly things, how many bowls of these bitter and smelly things to drink a day, is already frightening. Broke him.

"The only way to get better is to be obedient and drink the medicine."

The medicine bowl was handed to his lips, only looking at Emperor Yun's persistent eyes, pouted his lips in dissatisfaction, stretched out his thin hand from the fox fur, took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp, sticking out his tongue out of bitterness.

Seeing the young man's distressed expression, Emperor Yun's eyes felt even more distressed, and there was a hint of obscurity that was hard to detect.

"Why did you have a broken heart?" He was as angry as an angry lion. It was obvious that the person who was pierced by his sword was the one who fell off the cliff. Why was the boy seriously injured?

"My lord, it's possible that my mind was injured because of the stimulation." The imperial doctor kneeling on the ground was trembling.

Stimulated?He laughed at himself, that person has such a place in your heart that you are willing to follow Huang Quan Bi Luo?What about me?

"Cloud? Cloud?"

Recovering from the boy's call, Yun Huang gently smoothed the boy's slightly messy hair, put his head on the boy's shoulder, looked at the misty rain scene outside the window, and didn't notice the boy staring blankly at his hand.

Why did I feel something wrong when I touched Yun's smooth cheeks? It seemed that what was left on my hands should be another kind of feeling, that kind of prickly, piercing feeling, which can disturb the soul...

"On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Master is here to see you." A spherical shape moved in from outside the door, wrapped in thick fox fur, only a thin, dark face could be seen.

"Master." On the fifth day of the lunar new year, I was so sad that I wanted to shed tears, because the master who came back from the gate of hell in front of me became...

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, why are your eyes red? Do you have pink eye disease? That's not okay. You need to be treated as soon as possible. Come quickly! Find a doctor."

"Master!" Pulling the ball that wanted to roll out, Chu Wu has already adapted to this reckless master. Although he can't remember his name, he still remembers that he is his apprentice.

"Master, I'm fine on the fifth day of the lunar new year, it's just that the sand got into my eyes."

"Oh, it's fine, it's fine, I saw you were busy just now, you should be busy with your work, the cloud is not here, I just want to come and sit." The young man moved the chair to the window, sat down, and then He stared blankly outside, said he was just sitting down, but he really just sat there, silent, like a statue.

Chu Wu looked at Master with distress. Every time he saw this scene, he thought of the edge of the cliff. Master was sitting motionless, as if petrified, reaching out to grab something, but he didn't grab anything...

Silly master, since the accident until now, he has been obsessed with sitting by the window. I am afraid that even he himself does not know that this waiting posture is actually deep in his heart, waiting for someone to find him!