Red Heart Survey

Chapter 1279 Unintentional Burning (adding 178 for Yan Shaofei!)

During the days when he was recovering from his injuries, he gritted his teeth and remained silent every day.

The curtain is always hung on the silver hook, and there is always a distance between the two except when drinking medicine.

That kind of distance does not only exist in this room, it is definitely not limited to the five and a half steps from the bedside to the tea table.

It was another night—Jiang Wang didn't know which day it was, because he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and he couldn't communicate with other people.

If you count from the day you wake up, you have drunk the medicine for five days.

Like every day before, Miaoyu pushed the door open and walked in when the night was dark. He was still wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, wrapped his long hair in a monk's hat, and covered his face with a bodhi mask.

Just listening to the sound of footsteps, Jiang Wang could probably outline that appearance.

He has never been in a state of weakness for such a long time in his life, and he can only lie on the bed stiffly every day, slowly move the Dao Yuan, nourish the body silently, and wait for it to get better.

Unable to practice, no spare energy to explore the inner palace, even if you study Taoism in your heart, you don't need to spend too much effort, you have to rest for a while after thinking about it.

In addition, just listening to the sound of footsteps, it gradually moved away and gradually approached.

Speaking of which, this should be his longest period of "rest". In the past, he never slackened in his practice at any time, but now due to his physical condition, he could only carry Dao Yuan and ponder Dao skills intermittently, but could not do more.

There is a large period of time sleeping, and a large period of time in a daze.

When he was asleep, he was groggy, and when he was in a daze, he let his horse run freely.

When Miaoyu came into the room, she first lit a lamp as usual. Inside this bronze lamp is lamp oil boiled with pisan resin, which is used to soothe the mind and calm the mind, especially for people who are sick in bed.

A bean lamp softly lit up the whole room.

She took out three bowls of boiled medicine one by one from the storage box, and checked them one by one with a sphinx.

Phytophthora is a treasure of medicine and has a very magical effect. After being contaminated with the patient's breath, it will imitate the patient's physical state. It is generally used to help the patient test medicine, which can reflect the patient's state after taking the medicine to the greatest extent.

The mimesis was in very good condition, and today's medicine was well formulated, Miaoyu put it away calmly.

After slightly adjusting the temperature of the medicine with Yuanli, he took out a wooden tray, holding the three bowls of ugly medicine, and walked to the bedside - one bowl of colorful and complex, one bowl of pale green with fluorescence, A bowl of black as ink.

She looked at the weird ones, and suddenly remembered the bowl of "soup" in the black bear's cave, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

So go more actively.

The lotus steps move lightly, and the fragrant wind turns slightly.

She walked to the side of the bed with a beautiful posture, and lifted Jiang Wang who was lying on the bed with one hand.

The smells of the three bowls of medicine were mixed together, compounding into an indescribably terrible taste. The smell is not only offensive, but it also seems to poke the heart.

Jiang Wang swept his eyes, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

The corners of Miaoyu's mouth under the mask turned up again, but she still didn't speak. She just picked up one of the bowls and moved it towards Jiang Wang's lips.

Jiang Wang had long remembered the consequences of refusal.

So I opened my mouth honestly.

There was more smile in Miaoyu's eyes, and she gently poured the bowl of liquid medicine as black as ink into it.

Gollum, gollum.

Jiang Wang swallowed quickly.

As determined as he is, his brows have been knit together at this moment, as tight as iron bars.

Miaoyu's hand was steady, and the second bowl of colorful medicine was served again.

Jiang Wang opened his mouth again with a look of death in his eyes...

After pouring down three bowls in a row, she put away the medicine bowl and tray together, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped the corners of Jiang Wang's mouth indiscriminately.

Then he grabbed Jiang Wang's leg and pulled it down, making him return from a sitting position to a lying position—this attitude made Jiang Wang feel ashamed, as if he was a baby who was only a few months old and could only be manipulated by adults.

But he couldn't protest - he knew the woman was waiting for him to speak.

Not at all.

Jiang Wang continued the cold war of gnashing his teeth.

And Miaoyu has already left the bedside without a care.

One, two, three, four, five... five and a half steps.

She sat down at the tea table.

She sat with her back facing Jiang, crossed her legs and closed her eyes.

The slim back is really like a painting, reflected on the wall by the light. What kind of painter can paint such beautiful scenery?

Not long after, the lights were blown out.

Lighting a lamp with kerosene boiled from pisan resin is excellent for healing, but it is advisable to only light it for half an hour every night, and it is not enough.

The moonlight was also blocked out of the window, and now only the night flowed between the two of them.

One of them was sitting, the other was lying down, and their breathing was very gentle.

It seems that there are no disturbances, just a waste of time.

But both of them knew that no matter how long the night was...it would eventually pass.

Accidents always happen unexpectedly.

Tuk tuk tuk!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Wang only felt that when the wind moved, he was squeezed into the inside, and there was an extra person beside him.

The white curtain has already been lowered, and the small silver hook is empty back and forth.

His mind tensed suddenly.

"Junior Sister Yuzhen."

A female voice came from outside the door.

Yuzhen? Her new name?

It was the first time anyone came to visit after recuperating here for so long. He once thought that no one would come.

A woman's voice sounded from the side: "Senior sister, I've already rested, what's the matter?"

too close...

squeak~

The door was pushed open, and then closed again.

The unknown "Senior Sister" has already walked into the room.

Jiang Wang was very nervous. He guessed that this nervousness was due to his current status and situation. The suspicion of demonism has not been cleared, how many places in the world dare to protect him? He cannot be found by others.

"You don't have to get up." Hearing the voice, the 'senior sister' should be standing by the door: "I'll just talk to you here. I really don't know how to say it when I'm face to face with you..."

Jiang Wang only felt that his arm seemed to touch a ball of water. The water fit the shape of the arm, warm and soft.

There seemed to be a whirlpool there, attracting all his attention.

Everything was actually very quiet, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

"Senior sister... what do you want to say?"

Only then did Jiang Wang realize that her voice was quite different from usual. All the amorous feelings and allures in the voice were all gone, and it became flat, pure, and at ease.

From Miaoyu, Bailian, to Yuzhen, what has she experienced?

Jiang Wang always knew that he didn't understand her. I never thought that I didn't want to know.

But he couldn't plug his ears, so he could only listen in such an awkward way at the moment...

"You don't see people on weekdays, but it's rare to stay in the nunnery these days." The female voice by the door said: "Senior sister is also very happy to see you..."

Miaoyu's breathing seems to be a little heavy, that kind of weight seems to be pressed in the air, which makes Jiang Wang's breathing not so natural at this time.

But her voice still flowed out with that kind of pure voice——

"My temperament is unstable, and I can't stay in one place. Sometimes I have to stay for a long time when I meet a kitten or puppy... The things in the nunnery are really hard for you, senior sister."

Jiang Wang unnaturally wanted to move a little to the side, but his body was really weak.

His breathing was getting harder and harder.

For some reason, he felt as if there was a source of fire next to him.

There is an unbelievable temperature, burning something.

Flameless fire, heartless burning.

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(Seeking a monthly pass, asking for a genuine subscription.)

Let's pay back a chapter of Brother Yan's debt first.

Allow yourself to feel hopeless.