Rong Xian came to the nearest Bin County the next day after a day of free medical treatment within the prefecture's prefecture.
Bin County doesn't seem to be much different from Li County. Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and it's not too much to occasionally bully others.
Rong Xian looked at this peaceful and prosperous world, and finally understood something about His Majesty Rong's stubborn protection of Rong Chao.
It's no wonder that Emperor Rong's kendo is based on humanism. Humanity is immortal, and kendo will last forever.
His Majesty said that he was a sword cultivator and it was not wrong, because everyone in Rongguo was willing to become a sword in His Majesty's hand, follow him to fight on the battlefield, sweep the world, follow him to kill pirates, and step by step toward peace and prosperity.
But now, they can only watch with sadness as Majesty gradually declines and there is nothing they can do.
"Doctor Rong, I'm waiting for an unsympathetic request, I don't know if I should say it or not?" The old woman who had just finished the needle and felt that she was in good health looked at the many old people behind her, and said sincerely.
The old people also looked at Rong Xian with hope, as if Rong Xian was their life-saving straw.
Rong Xian's expression carried a doctor's unique compassion and tolerance, and said warmly: "Old man, please tell me, if there is anything that can help you, I will do my best."
The old woman stood up excitedly and said, "Okay, okay, okay."
She knelt on the ground with a 'pop', before waiting for Rong Xian to help her, she endured her grief and said, "I have seen Dr. Rong's free consultation today, you are skilled in medicine, and you have a good hand and benevolent heart. Those who are half-buried in the loess don’t ask you to waste your time, I just hope you can go to the Imperial Capital and save Your Majesty.”
The hand that Rong Xian stretched out to help her up stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at the group of old people in front of her.
The gray-haired old man said sadly: "We ask the doctor to go to Beijing every year, but every year there is no good news, our lifespan is not as long as His Majesty, but our ancestors have only one willingness, that is, to see His Majesty recover in our lifetime. Even if the territory of the Rong Kingdom will not expand, as long as His Majesty is safe."
Behind him, the wrinkled old man said with red eyes: "We all know that if His Majesty's injury does not heal, one day..."
He choked up and said, "I don't want to see your majesty before this old man, first..."
He couldn't go on, and the old woman who was the first to intercede lamented, "Your Majesty bless Rongguo for thousands of years, and let me and others be happy for generations. I don't know much about the truth, but we all know that Your Majesty is a good emperor. Doctor Rong, your medical skills are so good. Well, you can definitely save Your Majesty, right?"
Rong Xian was silent for a moment and asked, "Whenever you meet a doctor with good medical skills, do you ask them to go to Qianjing to see a doctor for His Majesty?"
"Yes, we only hope that there will be a miracle. Your Majesty will appear in front of me and tell us that he is all right." The old woman said frankly.
Rong Yu, who was cooking medicine for the patient, slowed down his actions to fan the flames. He looked at these ordinary people blankly, and for the first time had a sense of admiration for Emperor Rong.
He didn't know how Emperor Rong did it, and he was so loved by the people.
But seeing that the only wish of this group of people was to let Emperor Rong live safely, I don't know why it was a little sad.
Because what stands in the way of this wish is destiny.
He came to Rong Xian's side and asked in a dry voice, "Are people in other counties like this?"
The old man didn't hide it and said: "Not all people in the county are like this, but if people in our neighboring counties meet a good doctor, they will recommend it to the county governor, and ask the county guardian to send the doctor to Qianjing."
Rong Yu didn't speak. He looked at these pale-haired, wrinkled old people, and then looked around at the younger generation who seemed to have no hope, only to feel that his throat was choked with something uncomfortable.
Rong Xian's face was slightly sideways towards them, her eyes were ethereal, as if she was looking at them, and at the same time she seemed to fall towards the vast sky, her expression was peaceful and distant.
She was clearly sitting in front of her, but she felt so far away. It seems that she has been integrated into this world, and it seems that she embraces this world, just like boundless water, which clearly reflects all things in the world, but is deep and wide enough to absorb all things in the world.
"I have seen it for Your Majesty."
Rong Xian's voice was calm without ups and downs, without the grief of these people, nor the loss of those doctors who had seen the disease, but it was so clear and light, but there was a kind of unspeakable discomfort.
Although the Wood Spirit Orb has great vitality, there is not nothing in this world that has the same attributes as the Wood Spirit Orb.
With Emperor Rong's position of power, how can he not get it.
But he still declines day by day, and every day he lives, he loses one day.
At that time, Rong Xian knew that she could not save Emperor Rong.
Many people heard the meaning of her words, and their faces were full of loss but they did not blame Rong Xian.
They staggered to their feet, and with sad expressions they supported each other and walked into the distance. He looked around without focus, as if he was looking for a new doctor.
In the land of Beizhao, Fu Yuhuang, who was walking slowly, held the wine gourd tightly, she raised her head and took a sip of wine, and laughed loudly: "Humans are nothing but heaven, under the destiny, all human beings are ants. what."
She took the wine gourd, turned over and stepped on the flying sword, and quickly walked towards the Ziyun Dojo.
"Under Fu Yuhuang, I would like to fight with Le Zhe, the 126th place on the list. Please also fight." Fu Yuhuang shouted loudly.
Inside the Ziyun Dojo, the young man in purple clothes and brocade robes walked out slowly, and his aura grew stronger with every step he took.
Le Zhe, number one hundred and twenty-sixth on the list of people, is in the realm of great perfection of earth immortals.
Fu Yuhuang raised her head and took a sip of wine. The mellow wine washed away all the worries in her consciousness, but it had no effect on her.
The sage once said: "As a human being, he is angry and forgets to eat, and he is happy to forget his worries."
Her forgetfulness has never worked, is it because she has no joy
"Battle." Fu Yuhuang's brows were full of fighting intent.
Amidst the sword energy, she went all out and seemed to vent all the depression in her heart.
In Bin County, Rong Yu watched these people leave, and said in a hoarse voice, "Teacher..." Can you save Emperor Rong
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and said softly and softly, "Go and boil the medicine, the patient is still waiting."
Rong Yu suddenly raised his voice and said, "Teacher!"
He knew that it was wrong for an outsider to yell at Master, but he couldn't control it at the moment.
For the Emperor Rong who had never met, he, the devil, actually began to feel unbearable.
Because Rong Yu didn't understand why, but he knew that he didn't want that amazing person to die.
Rong Xian didn't blame him. She grinded it gently, and carefully revised the prescription one by one.
Rong Yu took a deep breath, threw the fan on the ground suddenly, and flew away.
Sword Emperor: Touched a mess (*▽｀)ノノ
(End of this chapter)