Nan Zhi thought that Doctor Zhou was amazing; he had been drinking that rhinoceros horn for almost eight hundred years, and he still kept it.
Little Niannian had grown to three years old when one day she suddenly ran excitedly to Nanzhi and asked, "Mommy, Mommy, have I grown any taller?"
Nanzhi stared at her for a few moments, noticing her expectant look, then paused, plucked a stray hair from her head and stood it up, "You've grown, you've grown so much taller."
Little Niannian clearly didn't know her mother was lying, and happily spun around, saying, "Grandpa really didn't lie to me, eating rhinoceros horn can make me grow taller."
Nan Zhi was shocked: "What?"
If she remembered correctly, the rhinoceros horn had been sliced and stewed into medicine for more than four years, right?
Is it still drinkable?
Could this old jerk be jealous that she has a daughter and wants to harm her?
Nanzhi ran to find Doctor Zhou, and when she caught him, she discovered that he not only gave others the bland and tasteless Lingxi horn soup, but he also drank it himself.
When I saw her arrive, I wanted to give her a spoonful.
Nanzhi didn't want it, and he even disliked her.
"A magic elixir! Drinking it will grant immortality and eternal youth. You really don't know what's good for you."
Nan Zhi didn't understand: "It's been four years, are you sure the medicine is still effective?"
"I'm sure!" Doctor Zhou said, beaming. "I even feel much younger now. Look at me, don't I look young?"
Nanzhi looked at the wrinkles between his brows that were more pronounced than four years ago, and pursed her lips. "Yes, you've gotten younger. If you were any younger, I wouldn't be able to call you 'Grandpa' anymore; I'd have to call you 'Grandson'."
"Hey, you brat, how dare you be so disrespectful! You think I won't beat you up?!"
Doctor Zhou chased after Nanzhi with a soup spoon.
Nanzhi also jumped up and down in response.
Little Niannian sat in Chu Yi's arms, watching them like this, and giggled with delight.
After chasing for a while, Doctor Zhou stopped, panting heavily. Nan Zhi also looked exhausted and said breathlessly, "Old man, I'm tired. I'll play with you again tomorrow."
As she walked over, Xiao Niannian immediately jumped down from Chu Yi's arms and ran towards her, saying, "Mommy, hug me."
Nanzhi hugged her and kissed her sweet little face hard, then whispered something in her ear.
Little Niannian blinked her big eyes and walked happily toward Doctor Zhou, saying, "Grandpa, hug me."
The doctor, Zhou, was too soft-hearted and carefully hugged her.
"Grandpa, Niannian likes you so much." Little Niannian kissed him on the cheek and said softly, "Mommy likes you too. She has long regarded you as her father."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Doctor Zhou's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Nanzhi not far away with some surprise.
This guy, he even said she was whispering something in Xiao Niannian's ear just now.
Doctor Zhou didn't show anything, but his red ears had already given everything away.
After Xiao Niannian followed Chu Yi and Nan Zhi into the house, he looked at the open door and sighed, "No regrets."
In these four years, he had actually reached the point of exhaustion.
No matter how powerful the rhinoceros horn is, it can't withstand the test of time.
He kept drinking it, hoping to prolong his life.
I'm so reluctant to part with it.
He actually had a daughter, but she died of illness when she was very young.
Only after that did he begin to study medicine.
But no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't save the poor child.
Nanzhi saved his life not because he had encountered an enemy.
It was because he wanted to commit suicide.
The longer I live, the more I miss that lovely child, and the more boring life seems.
If it weren't for Nan Zhi visiting him and teasing him every now and then over the years, he wouldn't have survived.
Now, hearing Nanzhi's words, he knows that Nanzhi knows the regret in his heart.
She was smiling, but tears streamed down her wrinkled face.
"My little girl, Daddy's here to keep you company."
Doctor Zhou died. He lay peacefully on his bed, and when he was found the next morning, he still had a smile on his face.
Nan Zhi didn't shed a single tear, and quietly arranged his future with Chu Yi.
Little Niannian didn't know what death meant. Looking at the mound that had been built, she happily picked a chrysanthemum and placed it on the grave.
After she finished, she turned back to Nanzhi and smiled, "Mother, this scene looks so familiar. It seems like Father and I have given flowers to someone like this before."
Nan Zhi's eyes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Chu Yi.
Chu Yi patted her head. "Children say the darndest things, don't take it to heart."
Nanzhi nestled in his arms, smiling seemingly unconcerned. "That's true."
Chu Yi always thought Nan Zhi was unaware, and even if he had some suspicions, he wouldn't make too many connections.
But sixty years later, when they are too old to be anything else.
Nanzhi held his hand tightly, a smile on her lips, "If we were not destined to be together in our past lives, let us be together again in the next."
It was a line of poetry he wrote.
Chu Yi felt very gratified. They had no fate in their past lives, but in this life, they had finally reunited...
"I know, I know it was you..." Nan Zhi's voice gradually weakened, "Lu Huai, Niannian, I'm sorry..."
Chu Yi hugged her tightly, and the moment he realized her breath was fading, tears were already streaming down his face.
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