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Yun Yang walks against the wind in the wind.
The new wind fluttered, but it couldn't blow away the dullness in his heart.
"Whether my choice is right or wrong for today's matter, but at this time, how can I say anything?!"
"Maybe it's a mistake not to be able to reciprocate and reciprocate, but I hope that in the overall situationmy choice will be of many uses."
"After all, I am still from Yutang."
"Personal grievances, compared with the current state of the country, let's put it aside for a while. Brothers, will you blame me?"
"Hey, who are you, would I not know?! You are destined not to blame me!"
"But, I myself will blame myself!"
"In this world, right and wrong, right and wrong, are so difficult to choose. It's not about simple standpoints, nor pure wisdom. It's so helpless, so lamentable!"
Yun Yang let out a long sigh.
I have already made a choice, and I know that doing so is the most suitable choice for the current situation, but the depression in my heart continues unabated, and it is difficult to relieve it.
The first goal is considered to have been given up; then, simply, finish all the backlog of things.
The wind howled.
Yun Yang quietly came to the mansion of the old Marshal Qiu Jianhan.
It should be said that the old Marshal Qiu's mansion has been gloomy for a long time; Qiu Jianhan has not woken up.
Mrs. Qiu did not know how many famous doctors she had hired, and almost all the royal doctors of the palace lived in Qiu's house; the countless rare medicinal materials in the palace were almost emptied.
His Majesty the Emperor has an order: Whether you need it or not, move there first! What if in case you need it, but you don't come together temporarily to delay the work?
At all costs, save old Marshal Qiu! Even if you need my painstaking effort as an introduction to medicine, just come and get it!
Who can save this old bastard, he will be promoted to three ranks, conferred upon him as a duke, and he will be hereditary.
The emperor's promise is not trivial.
The imperial doctors were trembling one by one, as if walking on thin ice, each of them showed their ability to press the bottom of the box, and everyone was desperate.
Even so, the imperial doctors are still being scolded by the emperor every day.
Let you give the best prescriptions you know and show what you have learned, even if the old marshal doesn't wake up, what can he do! ?
His Majesty the Emperor will come around once every three days. Once he comes, he will sigh for a long time, cry for a long time, and be silent for a long time, and then he will furiously scold the imperial doctors for a long time-he doesn't want to get angry, and he also knows that the imperial doctors really did their best. , there is really no way to do it.
But every time I see Qiu Jianhan looking like a living dead, I feel so uncomfortable that I want to kill someone.
It's late at night.
Mrs. Qiu took good care of Mrs. Qiu in front of Marshal Qiu's bed.
Looking at Qiu Jianhan, who was unconscious as if he was in a deep sleep, the old lady sighed wistfully: "Old man Qiu, the old lady has been married to you all my lifehow did I never realize that you are so important? Always hanging on, lest you won't come back, now that you're back, I can see you every day, but this heart is still hanging"
While talking, the old lady suddenly laughed to herself: "What am I talking about, you are much happier than those soldiers who died in battle, even if you really can't wake up, I am content Yes, you are always in front of my eyes now"
While muttering, suddenly the sound of the wind rang softly.
In front of the bed, a black shadow appeared like something out of nothing.
"Who is your Excellency? Why are you here?" The old lady is also someone who has seen big scenes. Although the situation came suddenly, she was still calm and calm in her speech.
"I am Yun Zun." Heiying said: "Come to save the old marshal from waking up."
The old lady was taken aback when she heard the words, and suddenly felt dizzy, and tears burst out of her eyes
Later in the night.
Qiu Jianhan, who had been sleeping for a long time, woke up slowly.
Now that Lulu has returned, Yun Yang will no longer take most of the intractable diseases in this world seriously, at least the current situation of Old Marshal Ruqiu will never be as helpless as before.
In fact, the old marshal probably consumed too much of his life source and could not make up for it. Before Yunyang used his own blood to help him, it was equivalent to using the world's top natural treasures to continue his life, and his life was already safe. , but the physical load of the old marshal is also too heavy, it is difficult toAlthough exerting the effectiveness of the precious blood, these situations are only a minor issue for Lulu, and they can be solved easily, so what's the point!
Contrary to Yun Yang's expectation, the old marshal who regained consciousness had almost no negative emotions at all.
It seemed that this deep sleep was just a long dream for him.
Well, to be more precise, it should be a sweet dream, a sweet dream that I don't want to wake up from!
In the dream, so many old brothers, so many comrades-in-arms, drink and eat meat with me, climb mountains and mountains with me, and move forward with me.
Many of them are old brothers who died many years ago and are gone. Now, everyone is gathered together again, which is rare and happy!
I still remember that many old brothers would ask the same question: How will my family be after my death?
At this time, it can be said that Qiu Jianhan was the proudest. He patted his chest and said disdainfully: "With Laozi here, what can happen to your family?!"
"Could it be that you look down on me? Can't you trust me? Think I didn't take good care of them?!"
Some old brothers asked: "How is our country?"
Qiu Jianhan was worried: "We are still fighting, we will definitely win, we have won so many times, this time will be no exception!"
So everyone sighed together and cheered together.
Another old brother asked: "Who is the nine?"
Qiu Jianhan became proud again: "I know, I am one of the few insiders, even the old Lengtou and the old Fangtou don't know this secret, but I do know, but how could I tell You? Heh heh"
Many people pursed their lips and booed: "This old man is dead, and he still keeps it a secret. Who will he keep it for?"
Qiu Jianhan just laughed and said nothing, hum, the promised things should be kept secret even after death!
Um dead is that the reason?
However, I have to say that during this period of time, the old Marshal Yu was really relaxed, happy and satisfied.
It's okay to be idle every day, just drink, chat and play fart and bullshit, play with this one today, tease with that one tomorrow, there are hundreds of thousands of brothers here.
At any time, you will never be lonely!
However at this moment when he woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and saw that he was actually on his own bed, and that he was not dead.
Fuck me, who is so blind to pull me back?
I haven't played enough
Then he saw Yun Yang.
Dressed in black, like a cloud shrouded in smoke.
He also recognized Yun Yang, in the whole world, there is only one person who can be in this form!
He immediately understood the current situation, so his face darkened immediately, and he complained very dissatisfied: "Why can't you wait any longer? The prophet will speak, I haven't had time to say goodbye to them"