Baierguan River

Chapter 8

This old man has practiced medicine for decades, and it is the first time that I have encountered such a patient who is unwilling to cooperate. He is dying and refuses to take medicine and rest. After he survived, he was asked to rescue him. A long funnel was stuffed into his mouth and the medicine was poured, saying that he would have a way to spit it out if he didn't pour it down his throat.

Such a cruel method is simply unheard of.

The patient was also stubborn, his bones were thin, and he felt as if he would disperse at the touch of soot. Even if he took good care of his body, he would not live long. If he didn't love himself so much, he might die within half a month.

Boss Su didn't know what kind of executioner he was. He was so ruthless that he tied people with iron chains as thick as his arms. He treated vicious dogs like watching him eat, drink, feed medicine, and...

I know that people are prone to misfortune, but they are really weird.

Yesterday, the patient ate a mouthful of gruel and took the medicine in time, so he became more energetic, but I knew that it was because he was about to die, but Boss Su hugged him and did not let go. He made a lot of nonsense.

I walked aside, neither staying nor not, so I had to cover my face and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Later, he put the patient down, and the iron chain fell to the ground with a clang. He said with a smile, "Sure enough, it is the last blood of the Tu family. It will get better after such a toss. When you are well, I will take you back to the thirteenth floor. There is a time when you let go."

The patient lowered his eyes and did not speak, very resistant.

I was stunned, what did he say?

Butcher blood?

The long memory is like a silent pond, suddenly splashed by these four words.

I have been lucky enough to meet the Tu family. The patriarch is kind and simple, so he often sees a doctor in the countryside like me. I am fortunate to have seen their special physique. , No matter how deep the scar is, it can be as good as ever.

The pulse of this Patriarch is different from that of ordinary people. It is vigorous and powerful like a flame burning, and the deep yang energy inside is flowing. He is really born with good roots and talents.

But the patient in the cellar is obviously just an ordinary pulse, how could it be the blood of the Tu family?

Is it...

I heard that the Tu family has always been missed by people, and a few years ago, they were massacred by the entire family. This patient does not know whether it is his fake Tu family or the Tu family who was faked. If it is the former, he is asking for trouble. Or, in order to preserve the last blood of the Tu family, the Patriarch dropped the real young master...

I felt cold and didn't want to think about it.

If this continues, he will definitely die in a short time. The only hope is that the real Tu family will provide medicine for him to heal him. Unfortunately, the Tu family is gone, so this trip is hopeless.

Boss Su went on to say: "Actually... Actually Yaoyin and I are not that important anymore, Ah Jiu, I will treat you well."

The patient said hoarsely: "If you don't give me a knife, I will be very grateful."

"You, dreaming."

The patient actually laughed, and after the laughter, there was a long sigh.

I understood what they said, and I also thought clearly about the entanglement between the two of them.

It's a pity, a pity...

I looked at them sadly, I shouldn't be talking too much, I didn't say a word, I just packed the medicine box silently.

Before leaving, I took another look at the patient. Maybe he already knew that his life was not long... The body is his own, and the deepest feeling is that the scar is hard to heal. This is enough for him to know.

That's why his smile just now was so bitter.

A night of winter promises empty promises, and half of the loess covers the floating life.Who is pitiful for the undead soul, who does not see the person in his eyes in this life.A little attachment, life and death torment, pass through.

Is it a miss, or a fault?

This year's snow fell very quickly, and the north wind was strong all night, all the blood and grief were buried one by one, and the children's footprints were covered in a vast expanse of whiteness.

I dare not tell Boss Su that when the patient’s life is short, he has to prepare the medicine with all his heart. He has to read it one by one before going back to prepare it. Sometimes he will replace one or two herbs. .

I couldn't help but ask him, he has such superb medical skills, I heard that he can peel skin and change bones, life and death, flesh and bones, and every poison in the world, he can decipher one by one, why should I be so insignificant? The doctor treats the disease.

He smiled kindly, and said: "Ajiu is different from ordinary people, and he doesn't have a strange disease. I heard that Mr. is the best doctor here, and he often treats diseases for the head of the Tu family. It is just right to find you. Besides...with you With this life in his hands, he dare not refuse to take the medicine obediently."

My legs softened, but fortunately I didn't kneel down directly. If I let him know that Tu Jiu had already run out of fuel, wouldn't he still peel my skin?

I dare not say more.

His medical skills are so superb, why doesn't he want to take a good look at the patient, just take a look, he will be able to see that his life is exhausted, he must be able to see that his time is not long, maybe, there is still room for redemption... But he didn't, not once, not even in the cellar anymore.

Seeing me like this, Boss Su was in a good mood, took out a thin piece of paper from the small box, and said: "Ah Jiu is at odds with me because of this song, first he refuses to eat, and then he refuses to take medicine properly, why? Threats and lures don't work, I'll show him the song when he's ready, and if I make more troubles, I'll call all the puppets over to watch me fuck him and see if he's still stubborn."

I hang my head in silence.

He didn't even think about talking to me, so he opened the unremarkable dark cupboard and said, "The wine in here is what he misses most, and I'll give him a drink after he gets better. If he doesn't obey me, I'll smash it up." over these."

"Actually, it's okay to give him a taste now..." Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to drink it.

Boss Su put the wine jar back, closed the cabinet, brushed the dust off his clothes, and sighed, "But I don't want him to get what he wants. Who told him to be misbehaving last night, kicking and biting me, what a little lunatic."

He suddenly laughed again, "Crazy is crazy, there is only a butcher's wine here, which is much more interesting than the medicine that countless doctors flock to."

Yes, but why do you only understand now.

I can't imagine how he would react when he knew that Tu Jiu was going to die, and because of him, it really was a little attachment, life and death torment, and passing.

As the end of the new year is approaching, Jiuxiao Street is the most deserted. Other coffin shops and shroud shops have closed their doors long ago, and this one is the same. The warm sun is rising, and the snow in front of the door has not melted for a long time, but it is much warmer. .

There are bright red lanterns hanging on the branches, the long-lost warmth.

I went to the street and bought a candied haws. In the cold cellar, only the blood of Tujiu was red. There was really no Chinese New Year atmosphere. He must like this candied haws, because the warmth has not been with him for a long time. Perhaps, the last time was because of Su Shi. three.Boss Su always turned a blind eye to the things I brought, and gradually became more courageous.

But as soon as I stepped into the shop, I heard a fierce quarrel inside. It was not so much a quarrel as the patient was being stimulated to resist again, mixed with the sound of things breaking.

I hesitated for a moment, then bit the bullet and went down.

The wine jars were broken one after another, and the wine all over the floor was rushing out. I remember that it was a very precious thing for Tujiu. How could it be so ruined?There is still some milky white liquid on the ground, with a faint smell of mutton, which is almost covered by the strong aroma of wine, but I am a doctor, and my sense of smell is different from ordinary people, so it is conceivable what happened.

Tu Jiu was tied up again, his eyes were staring, his whole body trembling, the blood had already soaked his clothes, the blood shirt was sticking to his body and sticking to the wound, it was so wet that it was worrying, if it was dry and torn off, the flesh would be separated, the pain would be overwhelmed .

He was like a little beast that was cornered, ready to pounce at any moment and tear the hunter in front of him with sharp fangs. The iron chains were almost unable to trap him, and the suffocating silence enveloped the murderous aura.

The biting cold wind howled, blowing out the candles one by one.

Su Shisan stood a foot in front of him with his hands down, and said lazily: "I really don't know what to do. How did I force you to do anything a few days ago? It will be a matter of time before you come back to the [-]th floor with me. You hate me, I will I will definitely take you away, why bother to struggle, and besides, Lan Ke is just a slave, and you are at odds with me because of him?"

The blood all over his body did not make Tu Jiu frown, but when he heard the name Lan Ke, he shook like chaff, and his whole body was standing on the verge of collapse. I was afraid that he would not be able to breathe and vomit blood and die.

Su Shisan shook his head, picked up the jar of spirits that was pouring out from the ground, and there was still half a sip left.

He put it on the table, and it was obvious that he had compromised, and sighed: "I was wrong, don't be angry anymore, I am different from before, I don't want to see you covered in bruises."

He spoke very sincerely, I believe, but unfortunately he seems to have forgotten that every scar on Tujiu is thanks to him.

Tu Jiu sneered.

The two were deadlocked.

Time froze as if, the candied haws in my hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The eyes of these two people in front of them are obviously full of deep affection that can't be seen, the desire and greed in their eyes are so similar, and the clenched fists are equally stubborn. Neither of them steps forward, puts down their figure, puts down their dignity, as long as Take one step forward and you will have a good death.

But no.

There is only the last bit of life left, just a little bit left, every moment of silence is killing, Tu Jiu can no longer afford to be wasted like this...

"Brother Su, I'll go back with you, take me back."

what?

Su Shisan's eyes lit up, and he said, "I'll let you down."

"I have one last request. I want to make another coffin for the last time. Make one with my own hands. When the coffin is finished, I will go back with you. There will be mountains of swords and seas of fire..."

"it is good."

Wait a little longer, when this coffin is finished, I will treat you well. There will be no mountains of swords and seas of fire, no hardships, and you will go back with me. There will be no drugs, no puppets, no persecution, no killing, just you and me.

We walk together to the end of this world, the end of life and death.

Wait a second, everything is in time...

I turned and left, unable to bear to look any further.On the street, red lanterns are hung high, and the New Year will be a few days away, and it will definitely be very lively.