Although Yunwu Peak is located in the suburbs of Beijing and is adjacent to Qingchun Mountain, the mountain is steep, the road is unstable, there are many strange rocks, and the mountain is high. However, He Zui chose to live on the top of the mountain and settled in the clouds and mist.
So even though they left home early, they didn't arrive until noon.
Jiang Ling got off the carriage, looked around, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's true that the mountain lives up to its name."
Standing on the top of the mountain, you will be surrounded by rugged rocks, lush pines and cypresses, and swirling clouds that even the sun cannot disperse. It feels like you are in a fairyland.
When Jiang Ling turned around, he saw a person who looked like a banished immortal.
She was dressed in a flowing white robe, with black hair hanging down half of her shoulders. Her skin was as white and pure as clouds. Her fox eyes were half-closed with the corners of her eyes turned upwards, and her thin lips were tightly pursed. When the mountain breeze blew, her clothes fluttered, and she looked like a fairy walking out of the clouds.
When Wanran raised his eyes, he saw Jiang Ling looking at him, her watery eyes unblinking, full of admiration.
He lowered his eyes and coughed twice, and a heat rose behind his ears.
It turned out that just as Uncle Wang and Aunt Liu said, she did have such thoughts about him.
Jiang Ling looked at him, feeling suspicious.
Why are you blushing suddenly?
Weren't you embarrassed to see her before?
Is it because she is dressed so nicely today?
Jiang Ling looked down at her clothes. She was still wearing old clothes and didn't dress up in any special way.
Wanran had already composed herself, walked over, bowed, and greeted, "Miss Jiang."
"Ah? Oh oh." The sudden voice startled him. She glanced at Wanran, who still had that cold and indifferent look on her face. She suspected that she had seen it wrong.
The two followed Xiao Yi to a thatched house surrounded by a fence. The yard was not big and there were only three rooms, two main rooms and a kitchen. There were many racks in the middle of the yard with herbs drying on them. It looked like it was lived in by one person.
After Xiao Yi knocked on the door, he saw a man walking out of the room.
He was about fifty years old, with most of his hair already white and a long gray beard. Although he was thin, he was tall and straight. He was wearing an old robe and walked slowly towards the door to open it.
After the bamboo door opened, Jiang Ling saw his face clearly.
There is nothing special about him, except that his eyes are deep, bright and vigorous. When he stares at you, you will feel like you are being seen through.
She took the lead in performing a junior salute, and said hello with a sweet smile, "Hello, Doctor He, we are here to see a doctor."
He Zui looked her over twice. From head to toe, whether it was the fabric of her clothes or the jewelry she wore, it showed that she was either rich or noble. She was stunningly beautiful and was a lady from a wealthy family.
He looked at Wanran behind her again, stared at her for a while, and his breathing became heavier.
When Xiao Yi could no longer bear it and urged him, he finally spoke, his voice low and dark, with a sense of vicissitudes.
"Where's the painting?"
Zizhen stepped forward, took the painting out of the wooden box and handed it to him.
When He Zui saw the painting, his eyes lit up instantly. His hands were shaking as he took it, his mouth opened and closed, and his beard was trembling with excitement.
He carefully unfolded the painting, and after looking at it carefully, his eyes were filled with tears and he nodded continuously.
"He painted it, yes, he painted it..."
Jiang Ling watched from the side. Although she was curious, she had no intention of prying into other people's privacy. She just waited until he calmed down a little before asking if she could start seeing the patient.
"Okay, come in." He Zui put the painting away, led them to the main room, and turned back to put the painting away.
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There were only Wanran and He Zui in the room.
He Zui placed his fingers on his pulse and took it carefully.
He raised his eyes to look at Wanran, and saw that he was dressed in white, with a cool and elegant temperament and a calm expression. It seemed that he didn't care about the poison in his body at all, nor did he care whether he would die from it.
He withdrew his hand, let the others in, and said, "It can be cured, but it will take at least two months. He needs to live here."
Jiang Ling looked at Wanran and asked for his opinion.
He raised his eyes, but there was no joy or excitement in his eyes when he heard the doctor say that he could detoxify him. Instead, he looked indifferent.
Wanran looked at Jiang Ling, her eyes filled with expectation.
She hoped he could cure her illness and detoxify her.
It seems that he is really afraid of implicating her.
I can’t describe the feeling in my heart, as if a big rock is pressing on me, and I feel a little stuffy.
It's just that I was abandoned again, why should I be sad?
Wanran lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Okay."
He Zui nodded and asked them to wait for a moment while he went to prepare a guest room for him. Jiang Ling raised his hand and asked Xiao Yi to come and help.
The atmosphere suddenly became cold, and Jiang Ling could see that he was not only unhappy, but also a little depressed.
Her mind raced, and she understood.
Jiang Ling sat opposite him and said softly, "Just focus on your treatment. If I have time, I will come to see you."
He had a miserable and difficult life and must have lacked care and protection. The reason why he felt lost was probably because he regarded her as a half-friend he could trust.
It seems that this side quest will be completed soon, and Jiang Ling feels happy.
Wanran's fingers trembled slightly. He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Zizhen standing beside him. The words on his lips suddenly changed to a new question: "What is that painting? Is it the condition he proposed for the detoxification?"
"Yeah." Jiang Ling nodded and didn't hide it from him.
"There are differences between men and women, and the mountain roads are difficult to walk on. Miss Jiang, you don't have to come here so often in the future. If possible, leave Ah Shui here, and I will ask him to pass on the message to you." He lowered his eyes, making it difficult to tell his emotions.
Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
So he pretended to be relieved, his voice full of joy and relief, "Okay, I'll let Ah Shui stay. If you need anything, you can ask him to pass on a message to me at any time."
Wanran clenched his fists, turned his face to the side, with a cold expression, and only uttered a low "hmm".
After everything was packed up, Jiang Ling was ready to set off back to the city, but he found that the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder was rumbling, and a storm was about to come.
"Miss, it's about to rain. What should we do?" Zizhen frowned anxiously.
It is easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down. The mountain road is bumpy and uneven. After wind and rain, the mountain road will definitely be muddy, slippery and difficult to walk on, which is very dangerous.
Jiang Ling naturally knew this, and turned to look at He Zui, "Doctor He, could you please allow me to avoid the storm before leaving?"
He glanced out the window casually. It was only noon, but the sky was already as dark as the night sky, and thick black clouds pressed down, seemingly within reach.
He said calmly, "Once the rain starts, I'm afraid it won't stop until tomorrow."
Zizhen exclaimed, "What should we do then?"
It's out in the middle of nowhere, and not only is the thatched hut in poor condition, but there are so few rooms, it's almost impossible to live in it, right?
Miss, how can an unmarried girl spend a night in the wild with a few strangers?
Jiang Ling pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there a cave nearby where I can take shelter from the rain?"
Except for He Zui, everyone present frowned and spoke out to disagree with her idea.
At this time, Wanran made a sound, the sound was like the collision of jade, crisp and pleasant.
"Miss Jiang, please stay in my room."
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