Although it is a contagious disease, no one chooses to isolate patients, but everyone takes a shower, washes their hands and changes clothes diligently. When entering and leaving the courtyard, they will first bathe themselves with medicine in the side room. Ning Yi knows that no matter how urgent he is, At this time, no one can get sick again, especially himself. Once he collapses, Feng Zhiwei will have a hard time living, so he tirelessly goes in and out countless times a day, and takes countless baths, until the skin on his hands and body has begun to break down .
At night, he doesn't want anyone to wait on him, and sleeps in Feng Zhiwei's room by himself. After sleeping for an hour, he turns over and gets up to see her complexion. Feng Zhiwei's condition is so frightening. It feels hot when it is close to three feet, and suddenly it is as cold as ice, and the temperature in the room seems to drop. At one moment, he applied an ice pack to her, and after a while, he quickly removed it and added a quilt to her. The stove, I don't know how many times I toss it overnight.
Once he was extremely tired and fell asleep in a daze, he felt that Feng Zhiwei had stopped breathing, jumped off the bed with a bang, and rushed to Feng Zhiwei's bed, his eyes were inconvenient, he jumped too fast, He knocked over the teapot on the table, and the shards of the porcelain teapot cut his fingers, he just unknowingly went to check her breath, felt the hot air in her nose condensing under his bleeding fingers, he grew Exit.
That night, he clutched his bleeding fingers in the silence, and remained silent for a long time, never daring to fall asleep again.
But in a few days, Ning Yi lost weight unexpectedly, his face was so pale that he could see the light blue veins under his skin, his eyes were burning like demon fire, it was shocking to see, Ning Cheng couldn't stand it, one night He broke into the room, occupied the small bed and refused to give up, was kicked out by Ning Cheng, Ning Cheng held the door and howled, Ning Yi reached out and smashed a blue and white porcelain vase on his head.
Three days later, Gu Nanyi made a move and threw his acupuncture points out. He dragged another bed to sleep on. After sleeping for a while, he felt uncomfortable, so he simply slept on the footrest in front of the bed. Lie down on the bed, slowly curled up her long body into a ball, and suddenly remembered that Feng Zhiwei had curled up on the footsteps in front of his bed to sleep like this. He hugged the quilt tightly insecurely, his long eyelashes drooped, and there was a soft arc under his eyes.
At that time, he thought that she slept soundly, and the pedals should be very comfortable, but only now did he realize that it was not so comfortable.
He didn't feel well and fell asleep, waiting for Zhiwei to suddenly wake up like he used to look down in the middle of the night, and turned to look at him, what would he say then? He has to think about it.
But after waiting and waiting, Feng Zhiwei never looked down, he was ready to say something, and he didn't have a chance to express himself. He closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of being blocked again. I don't know why it's so cold in the autumn night. It penetrates into the muscles and bones silently.
Later, without waiting, he got used to sleeping on the footrest and it was very convenient. Feeling that she was hot, he put on an ice pack as soon as he stretched out his hand. Feeling that she was cold, he dragged the quilt over the quilt and lit the brazier as soon as he stretched out his hand, which did not prevent him from sleeping.
One night it was drizzling, Ning Yi was in the house, Gu Nanyi was sleeping on the roof and did not come down, Ye Di could be heard long and long in the sound of the rain, it made people's heart ache, everyone waited in the yard, listening The paper door was slowly opened, and the most outstanding doctor in South China Sea stepped out the door, with a pale face, knelt under the eaves of the corridor and kowtowed to the room.
Ning Yi didn't come out, the room was silent, wisps of pale smoke lingered, condensing into a strange and bleak picture in the autumn rain.
With a plop, Yan Huaishi knelt down in the rain in despair.
He Lianzheng let out a wild cry of "Oh", and ran out, not knowing which unlucky guy was going to be beaten again.
The students of Qingming Academy were stunned in the rain, not knowing whether the wetness on their faces was rain or something else.
The whole yard was shrouded in dead silence, everyone froze into clay sculptures and wood carvings, oblivious to pain and pain, the doctor's head banged on the wooden corridor, the sound was hollow, and the knocking made people's hearts ache, the autumn rain The yellow and pale leaves hanging from the corners of the wet eaves looked very similar to everyone's faces.
There was no light in the room, and behind the half-closed door, it was dark and the scenery was dark, but Ning Yi's back, which had lost a lot of weight, was only vaguely seen, with his back turned to Qiu Yu in the courtyard, motionless.
After a long silence, his voice came out faintly.
"roll."
The doctor left in a hurry, every wrinkle filled with the joy of escaping death, he staggered as he passed by Hua Qiong, Hua Qiong helped him up, and looked at this famous doctor who was famous in Fengzhou but was in such a mess at the moment with a little pity, Said: "I will take you out."
She sent the doctor all the way to the door, and was about to turn her head when she saw the doorman from the Garden of Rest come in cursingly, threw his hat and said, "You bastard, what time is this, there are still people who dare to come to cheat!"
Hua Qiong raised her head in doubt, and saw a person looking around not far from the gate of Qiyuan. Men Ding said angrily behind her: "It's been a few days and I still don't leave! I'm greedy for the reward we promised in private! But Fengzhou The first doctor is helpless, he can't even write a single prescription, can he succeed? Bringing it to His Highness, it's courting death!"
Hua Qiong looked at the man again, and met his expectant eyes, she thought for a while, and then waved.
Ning Yi was silent in a room filled with faint smoke.
Behind the smoke is Feng Zhiwei's pale face.
She no longer has fever or chills, and she no longer has the frightening violent vomiting that seems to squirt out her heart, liver and stomach. She sleeps there quietly, like a cloud that is about to drift away. , with a feeble lightness.
Ning Yi stared at her blankly, and after a while, slowly removed the thin human skin mask on her face.
His fingers slowly touched under the mask, touched the slightly drooping eyebrows, and made sure that the yellow face with drooping eyebrows was under the mask.
This woman, afraid of discovering her true face for the world, took the trouble to wear two faces.
Ning Yi smiled without a smile, stretched his hand over the basin beside the bed, soaked the cloth towel, and slowly wrung it dry.
It must be uncomfortable to wear two layers of disguise all the time, she needs to be fresher.
He clings to the warm cloth, but his fingers are cold, so wet in his hands, as if he is holding his own heart. His fingers are tightly clenched, and he suddenly thinks of the first time he saw her by the lake in the backyard of the Qiu Mansion. With his head down, half of his body stood in the water, grabbing his wet hair.