If Bai Zhi had said such things in the past, Hu Changlin would have killed him and would not believe it. But from the recent incidents, Bai Zhi did understand medical skills. Didn't he give back a prescription for Lord Meng yesterday
That was the imperial court commander. If he didn't really understand, how could Bai Zhi prescribe him casually
"Okay, you can treat it as you say, and it's up to you. If you can cure Hu Feng, then you are the benefactor of our Hu family!"
Bai Zhi smiled faintly, glanced sideways at Hu Feng's closed door, and asked in the bottom: "Uncle Hu, are you not afraid that Hu Feng will leave you after he recovers his memory?"
Huber sighed and his voice became bleak by three points: "I'm afraid, how can I not be afraid, but even if I'm afraid, I can't help Hu Feng heal the injury. After all, he has his own past and life. He doesn't belong to us, he Such a person must have a better future waiting for him. You can't let him grow a whole life in the mountains, right? I can't be so selfish. I would rather be alone than my future."
Bai Zhi's nose was sour, she believed that Hu Feng in the room must have heard it too. How lucky he was to meet such a good person in such a place, gave him a home, gave him warmth and care, everything Put him first, consider him, and don't count any rewards.
She said to Hu Changlin: "Uncle Hub, I have asked Hu Feng the same question. I asked him if I think of who I am, where my hometown is, and where his relatives are. Will you go."
Hu Changlin suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Bai Zhi's eyes: "He, what did he say?"
Bai Zhi said word by word: "He said, he will leave, but you will always be his father. Wherever he is, you will be there."
As soon as he finished speaking, tears welled up in Hu Changlin's eyes, and the expression on his face didn't know whether he was crying or laughing: "Hu Feng, he, does he really say that?"
Bai Zhi nodded: "It's not bad, I believe him, he is not an ungrateful person."
Hu Changlin nodded, and pulled his sleeves to wipe the teardrops from the corners of his eyes: "It's good for him to have this heart, and it's good for him to have this heart."
The hard work in the past three years seems to have been paid off, and he is very happy.
Hu Feng usually doesn't like to talk, and he keeps a straight face all day long, let alone saying these thoughtful words to him. I really can't imagine that such words will come out of Hu Feng's mouth.
Although separated by a door, the voice of the outside talking came into his ears, Hu Changlin's righteousness, and Bai Zhi's caring, all hit his heart, that hard as a rock atrium, As if tore a hole at this moment, something slowly and truthfully penetrated in, taking root deeply in his heart.
This night, he slept exceptionally soundly. In his dream, he no longer desperately chased the ambiguous figures, no longer wanted to figure out who those people were, ignoring his tiredness and sweating profusely. He stopped his footsteps, turned his head, and saw Hu Changlin who was smiling and beckoning him in the distance. He turned around and strode towards him, no longer confused and anxious, no more hesitating and regretful.
When I woke up, it was dawn and refreshed.
He hasn’t had a good night’s sleep for a long, long time. Ever since he came here and since he couldn’t find his own memory, he kept dreaming the same dream over and over again. In the dream, he desperately chased those figures. Ask who they are and who he is.