old friends return

Cheng Muzhi took the prescription and took another deep look at Liu Qingyan. Is it really just like this?Why does he always feel that Ghost Hand is hiding something?

Liu Qingyan smiled at him, "Mu Zhi, I want to eat milk cake."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later, and I'll ask Qiao Nan and the others to grab the medicine." Cheng Muzhi also smiled at Liu Qingyan, turned and left the room.

"Ahem... Thank you, old man." Liu Qingyan sat up halfway while grabbing the mattress.

"How long do you expect to hide it from him?" Ghost Hand frowned, "What's the matter with you like this? The congenital deficiency is true, but I remember that you have been recuperating before and it is not so serious."

"What's the matter with the cold poison in your body? What did you touch? Also, what's the matter with your pulse? Why does it come and go?" The ghost hand caught his pulse again.

"I'm a doctor, but I also need to know the reason why you are like this, otherwise how would you ask me to save you?"

"You can hide it for as long as you can..." Liu Qingyan lowered her eyebrows and nodded, "I am also a half-hearted doctor myself. I know what I am like now, and I also know how long I can live."

"Have you ever thought about him?" Guishou was really annoyed by the patient's attitude, did he really have no desire to survive?

"I've thought about it, I've thought about it," Liu Qingyan looked at his sleeves, "He will be the emperor in the future, and he will have a concubine to set up a heir, and he will continue to have an heir for the Great Zhou. When he becomes the throne, I will be dispensable."

"Do you really think he can think like this?" Guishou really didn't expect Liu Qingyan to think like this.

"If the matter reaches that point, there is no way to undo it. Then Mu Zhi can only do this." Liu Qingyan closed her eyes and smiled.

"..."

The ghost hand didn't know what to say.

Finally just sighed, "Well, I'm doing my best, but I hope you can too, hold on for him. Rest well."

The ghost hand helped him to sleep, and as soon as he stepped out of the room, he was grabbed by Cheng Muzhi, who kept the door open. Looking at Cheng Muzhi's face now, the ghost hand knew that something was wrong.

"You know all about it?"

"You're still hiding it from me with him at this time?" Cheng Muzhi grabbed Guishou's wrist and lowered his voice, "Sir, Ah Yan doesn't know the severity, don't you?!"

"I'm not prepared not to tell my master." The ghost moved his hand to save his wrist from Cheng Muzhi, "I was going to find you when I came out."

Cheng Muzhi stabilized his mind, turned and left, "Method, I want Ah Yan to survive."

The ghost hand followed immediately, "This old man should do his best, but now Mr. Liu himself doesn't care, and he refuses to tell all, so this old man can't do anything..."

"Here, Ah Yan, I will find a way." Cheng Muzhi looked at the prescription in his hand, rubbed his frowning brows, "Go and see those people in Cangzhou, Ah Yan specifically explained it before. Let you go and see, it would be best if you can save it."

"By the way," Cheng Muzhi took out from his bosom the bottle of medicine that Yu Chixiang had left before, and the xun, and handed them into the hands of the ghost hand, "Look at these two things again, Ah Yan This time, it has a lot to do with these."

"Yes." The ghost hand agreed, and the hidden guard led him over.

Cheng Muzhi himself went back to Cangzhou first. After all, there was nothing on the boat compared to other places. He had to get medicine and take care of other things, so it was better to come back earlier.

What's more, now that the ghost hand is here, he is not so worried about Liu Qingyan.

When it was dawn on the second day, the boat slowly docked and sailed into the pier. Cheng Muzhi had already prepared everything, and carried Liu Qingyan, who was still asleep, to the bed in the inn, and put the medicine that had been warming Bring it up to him.

The bitter smell of medicine mixed with the faint scent of milk cake spread in the room, Liu Qingyan woke up quickly, and saw Cheng Muzhi sitting beside him, holding the medicine to cool himself down.

Liu Qingyan watched him seriously preparing medicine for himself under the early morning sun, hugged his wrist with both hands with a smile, and obediently drank all the medicine in one go.

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.

But still suffer a lot.

Liu Qingyan stuck out her tongue, as if hoping to dissipate the bitter taste in her mouth through this method.

At this moment, Cheng Muzhi stuffed a piece of milk cake into his mouth in time, and the sweet taste of milk melted in his mouth, Liu Qingyan narrowed his eyes happily.

Cheng Muzhi wiped off the dark brown medicine on the corner of his mouth, "Do you feel better?"

Liu Qingyan nodded, "It's much better."

Then he looked out the window again, "Have we returned to Cangzhou?"

"En." Cheng Muzhi put away the medicine bowl, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"No need," Liu Qingyan climbed up on his arm, "Let's go out and have a look, I don't know what's going on with the ghost hand."

"He was busy for most of the night yesterday, and he got up early this morning. From the looks of it, there should be hope."

Liu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Cheng Muzhi put on the robe for him, "Today, people in Cangzhou have been notified to go to the pier. Let them claim their family members back first, otherwise it will not be a problem to get together all the time."

"Yeah." Liu Qingyan stood up obediently and asked Cheng Muzhi to fasten the belt on the coat, "Then go to the pier and have a look. Mr. Ghost Hand has worked hard these two days, so I'll help him out."

Cheng Muzhi held his hand, "You'd better take a good rest, don't feel uncomfortable again, that will really make the ghost hand exhausted."

Liu Qingyan pouted, as if he was ignorant.

But in the end still did not refute.

The two of them walked to the pier like this. Today is much more lively than usual. The female relatives of each household have gone out, running around the pier to find their brothers or husbands, or the old woman holding her own. The son wept bitterly.

Most people's moods are mixed with sadness and joy. After all, it is a good thing to find people back, but the relatives who have been found have become like this, who can accept it?

Occasionally, there are a few more lost ones. They stand on the pier and look into the distance, hoping that the next arriving ship will be the person they are waiting for.

However, all the ships are already here.

Liu Qingyan shook his head and sighed imperceptibly.

"These people seem to be looking better?" Cheng Muzhi suddenly said, with joy rarely seen these days. He took Liu Qingyan's hand and hurried to the ghost hand, only to find that the ghost hand was kneeling Beside a person, holding a needle in one hand and drawing blood in the other.

Not long after, a stream of black blood spit out from the mouth, the ghost wiped his hands, and confessed a few words to the person next to him, the person nodded and helped his husband to leave.

Liu Qingyan was also delighted, "Sir, have you found a solution?" He took out his own handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Ghost Hand's face.