withered prosperity

The two people in the room fell silent, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

"I don't have to see you." It was Jingchan who said to him first: "You are having a hard time now, I don't want you to think that I came to see your joke."

"I'm sorry for you."

"There's nothing right or wrong, it's all over." Jingchan also lowered her head, looking at the rough tea in the cup: "But you can say such things, and you have suffered a lot to come here."

"No, I'm fine here, it's just..." Yan Hai raised his head and smiled at her: "On this Qianqiu Mountain, the only person I feel sorry for is you, the girl."

Although his brows and facial expressions didn't change much, but now he is so thin and pale, not only the contours of his face are getting deeper, even the phalanges are protruding, he is almost completely different from the Yan Hai in her memory.

She lived an unchanging and peaceful life in this unchanging place, and now sitting in front of this person, she felt like time had passed.

"Yan Hai..." She couldn't help asking, "Do you regret it?"

After the question came out, he felt that this was inappropriate, and hurriedly added: "I'm not talking about you to me, but about that matter... Do you regret it all these years?"

"I was thinking just now that you will definitely ask me this question." Yan Hai smiled again: "Back then you always said that I didn't know how to read people's eyes or read people's hearts. Don't you think I have learned it now?"

"Then why don't you go down the mountain?" Jingchan continued to ask: "Do you know that staying here is just asking for humiliation?"

"Where can I go?" He asked calmly, "Do you think I can really go down the mountain happily and live happily ever after?"

Jingchan is also exquisite in seven orifices, when she heard this, she immediately understood, and her face paled a little.

"But having said that, girl, I have no relatives in this world, and I don't know where I can go when I go down the mountain, so any place is the same to me." Yan Hai comforted her in turn: "Why do you have to do this for me, girl?" What worries people like me?"

After hearing this, Jingchan looked at him carefully as if she had never seen him before.

"In these years, I have heard people mention you, saying that you are meticulous and considerate, and you are tolerant and docile, but I always feel as if you are talking about another person." She murmured, "It turns out that you really So much has changed..."

"At this age, how can you still live in a daze?"

Jingchan followed his gaze, only to see a lot of books piled up on the bookshelf at the side, all of which were Zhuang Zhou's Taoist school, and even Buddhist scriptures, and there were half-copied books on the table .

"If you can figure it out, it's naturally good..." However, reading these books, is it to be hopeless?

She felt a mess in her heart, and she didn't know what it was like.

"Steward Yan, Miss Jingchan, Doctor Chu is here!" At this time, Xiaoran's voice came from outside the room.

"It's rare for Miss Jingchan to come here. I'm rough and shapeless here. Please bear with me." He raised the teacup in his hand.

"You have a rest!" Jingchan stood up and looked around: "If there is anything missing...that's all, you won't come to me either."

She said so in her mouth, and after a few steps, she walked to the partition, but she turned her head and glanced faintly.

Yan Hai sat on the bed and heard Jingchan go outside to talk to Dr. Chu.

The voice was soft and melodious, saying that he couldn't hear clearly, it was nothing more than asking Dr. Chu to take a good look at himself.

Counting her age, she is already in her twenties this year, but she is still unmarried. When people talk about her, they think that Chi Lian doesn't want to let her out to marry someone, but in fact... Even if he knows that he has done nothing wrong, he still feels The guilt cannot be dispelled.

But now, all he can do is to abide by the defense and stop communicating.

It should be calmer...

Chu Que's medical skills can only be regarded as mediocre in the Zhaixing Building, but he is still overqualified for showing a cold and fever to a steward of the lower house.

Even though he felt a little pissed, he still came because of Wang Taotao's face, but he didn't expect to meet Miss Jingchan next to Miss Chilian in this low-level management courtyard.

What's more, the girl repeatedly hinted and confessed that she should take care of this "Steward Yan" seriously.

He must have looked, heard, and asked about it seriously, but...

"According to Yan Guanshi's symptoms, it's just that the old illness has not been cured, and he was invaded by wind evil. It stands to reason that he only needs to take a few doses of heat-clearing medicine, and then take a good rest to recuperate, but..." He twirled his beard: "The pulse condition There are some abnormal intermittents, the old man has to go back and discuss with his peers in the building before he can prescribe the medicine."

"I was negligent, and I never mentioned it to Dr. Chu." Seeing Jing Chan's vigorous energy, Yan Hai has become a little slack with the increase in heat, and his words are also weak: "Earlier, Mr. Feng also told you I cut the pulse, and said that it is due to natural weakness and the meridian is different, but it is not harmful to the body, Doctor Chu doesn't have to worry about it, just prescribe medicine according to the diagnosis."

The old Feng he was talking about was the previous boss of Zhaxingzhu, and his medical skills were so good that he could be called the sage of Qihuang. He signed his own seal and asked Xiaoran to go to the pavilion to get the medicine.

Yan Hai glanced at it, and saw that there were a lot of expensive medicines written on it, and a prescription was flashy, so he felt relieved, and complimented Xiao Ran to send him out.

After tossing back and forth, the heat suppressed by Qingresan rose again. When Xiaoran took the medicine back and fried it, he found that his condition was getting worse, and he couldn't even drink the medicine. Fortunately, at dusk In time, the heat gradually subsided.

After another two or three days, apart from lying on the bed for a long time and feeling limp in hands and feet, Yan Hai's illness has almost recovered, and his diet and daily life have returned to normal.

Not to mention Xiaoran, even he himself was relieved.

The main reason is that after that day, people came down from Tianfeng Building every day to inquire, and brought a lot of nourishing medicinal materials and food. Although Jingchan never appeared again, no matter what she thought, she was I can't stand it.

He went to ask Wang Taotao to sell his vacation, and asked him to thank Miss Jingchan on his behalf.

"Mr. Wang, you know that I stayed in the Shangge before. At that time, Miss Jingchan and I could have a few words. I didn't expect that she could still take care of me, a useless old friend. It's really kind and precious. There will be good news later."

He explained Jingchan's concern for him in this way, and at the end he sighed with emotion. As for whether Wang Taotao believed it or not, he didn't need to care about it.

This is the busiest time of the year in the House of Commons except for the New Year's Eve. He happened to escape many laborious errands because of illness. account.

A few days later, one evening, Xingmang was sent back.

Because of the greeting earlier, Xingmang was sent directly into his room.

He knew that the child would not want to be seen with such a pitiful appearance, so he asked Xiaoran to move to another place for a few days.

It's just that although he was prepared, when he saw Xingmang being carried in front of him, he still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Xingmang was originally not big, but he curled up into a small ball because of the pain, his big eyes were devoid of expression, and he was staring blankly, not knowing what he was looking at... not to mention Xiaoran's eyes were red, even Qiu Zhe who came here on purpose Also sighed all the time.

But Yan Hai knew how strong this child was, so he tried his best to drive away those irrelevant people as calmly as possible, and carried him into the house himself.

Xingmang grabbed his wrist tightly, and refused to let go even after lying on the bed.

Although the grip didn't have much strength, and he could break free with a little effort, but he still didn't give up, so he let go of it after some hard work.

"Don't go." Xingmang said the first sentence, her clear and childish voice became hoarse and rough: "Yan Hai, you have to stay with me."

Yan Hai's heart suddenly softened.