She had consulted many so-called miracle doctors for this disease, but none of them worked. She finally saw a glimmer of hope again, but she was really afraid that it was just another pipe dream.
Dashed hopes are far more painful than having no hope at all.
He withdrew his hand and looked at Xiao Jiang beside him, motioning her to take off the handkerchief. Then Lu Wanwan also withdrew her arm.
"Master, what's the matter? Is there no way?" Lu Wanwan spoke softly and slowly, and one could clearly hear the fear in her tone.
"Young Master, don't be too desperate. I can still give this disease a try."
Ling'er's words were like a blazing sun, which made Lu Wanwan's dark life feel an unprecedented light. It had been twenty-one years, and she had never felt this way before. Although this young man looked very young, only in his twenties, she didn't know why, but she felt that it was him, it must be him. If there was one person who could save her, that person must be him!
"Really? Are you telling the truth? Is there still hope for my illness? Do I really have a chance to become like a normal person? Is this true?" Because she was too excited, Lu Wanwan suddenly stood up and grabbed Ling'er's sleeve, squeezing it tightly like a child who was afraid of getting lost. Her bloated face revealed a baby-like fragility and incredible joy. It was heartbreaking to watch.
Twenty-one years. It's really hard to imagine what this woman has been through.
Twenty-one years of nightmare, if it were an ordinary person, they would have died long ago. But she persisted, believing that one day she would become like a normal person.
Someone once said that sometimes living is also a kind of courage. At that time, she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but now, she understands it.
Yes, for some special people, living is also a kind of courage!
"Young Master, please sit down quickly and don't scare this young master." Seeing her young master excitedly grabbing the young master's sleeve, Xiao Jiang immediately stepped forward to remind him.
"Yes, yes, I was rude. Sir, I'm really sorry, I just... I was just too excited... I'm sorry..." He let go of Ling'er's sleeve with a helpless look on his face, and then hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. With Xiao Jiang's help, he returned to her seat.
"I'm really sorry, sir. I was rude."
"It's okay, it's okay." In fact, Ling'er could understand her feelings. Who could be as tough as Emperor Shitian when they were tortured by illness for many years
When Ling'er thought of Emperor Shi Tian, her eyes were unconsciously filled with melancholy.
Tiantian, you have to hold on! Wait for me!
However, Ling'er's melancholy was understood to have a different meaning in Lu Wanwan's eyes.
"Sir, is my illness difficult to treat? Or is it hard to find medicinal herbs?" Doctors who used to see her would use these excuses to evade her mother, deliberately mentioning some rare medicinal herbs or spiritual herbs that had long been extinct. It wasted manpower and ultimately in vain.
"Although medicinal herbs are hard to find, the young master is blessed with great fortune. I happen to have all the herbs you need, so you don't have to worry too much. But I need your blood to make the medicine. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"
As soon as Ling'er finished speaking, Lu Wanwan rolled up her sleeves, took out the teacup from the table, and cut her wrist without hesitation with the dagger she carried with her.
Soon, bright red blood flowed down the knife edge and fell into the teacup. The red and white colors were dazzling, just like the petals of the other shore blooming on the road to the underworld, so beautiful that one dared not approach.
Ling'er was quite impressed by Lu Wanwan. She didn't even blink during the whole process. Didn't it hurt
Damn, it must be painful. Although she is an agent, she is also very afraid of pain.
It seems that Lu Wanwan is also a tough nut to crack.
"Young Master!" Lu Wanwan's movements were too quick, and by the time Xiao Jiang reacted, blood had already flowed out. Seeing the young master's blood constantly flowing out, Xiao Jiang felt distressed.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. As long as my disease can be cured, I won't hesitate to sacrifice half my life, let alone a small amount of blood."
In a short while, the bright red blood filled the entire teacup.
"Enough." After saying that, Ling'er stood up and poured the hemostatic powder that she had already held in her hand on Lu Wanwan's wrist, and then bandaged the wound with the handkerchief she had just used.
Looking at Ling'er's skillful bandaging technique, Xiao Jiang began to believe that he was a skilled doctor.
But it can only be said that she was overthinking. The reason why Ling'er had such good bandage skills was because she had been injured frequently in the past. There is a saying that goes, long illness makes a doctor. As for her, she became a doctor because of long injuries.
"This blood is enough, young master..." Ling'er didn't finish her words when she heard a steady sound of footsteps coming from outside. Ling'er paused, raised her eyes, and looked towards the door.
Lu Wanwan naturally heard it, so she immediately said, "At this time, my mother must have returned." She resolved Ling'er's doubts, then turned around and told Xiao Jiang, "Go and bring up the general's favorite tea."
"Yes, young master." When Xiao Jiang left, he took the cup of blood away with him.
She knew that the young master didn't want the general to see it, and she was even more afraid of disappointing the general again...
"Don't be afraid, my mother is a very nice person. If she knew that you treated my wounds today, she would definitely thank you." After she finished speaking, she stood up. Then, a middle-aged woman in a green robe appeared at the door.
She is taller than the average woman, with a masculine appearance, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and is full of fortitude, worthy of being a general who has been on the battlefield for a long time.
Seeing this, Ling'er followed Lu Wanwan and took a step forward.
"My daughter has met mother."
"Didn't I tell you that you don't need to bow when you see your mother? Why don't you listen?" When Lu Zhenwei saw his daughter bowing to her again, he pretended to be angry, but he quickly stepped in front of her and pulled her up.
Knowing that her daughter was clumsy, she had long ago ordered that these unnecessary formalities be dispensed with, but her daughter was very stubborn and refused to listen.
"I met General Shenwei in Xia Ling."
Hearing Ling'er's voice, Lu Zhenwei's eyes moved away from his daughter, "I heard that Wanwan brought a guest back today, I guess it must be this young master."
As soon as he entered the house, he heard the servants say that his daughter had brought someone back. Thinking of the past, he was afraid that Wanwan would change her temper and hurt the common people, so he rushed here immediately. However, this situation seems to be different from before. (To be continued)