Chapter 382

The legendary Shituo doctor saved the people with her own flesh and blood. It is said that the earliest Shituo doctor was the witch saint. She chose the orphan daughter whose parents died as her heir and continued to practice medicine. Since then, Shituo doctor has been the orphan daughter whose parents died since childhood.

She was not a child whose parents died. Even if she was a girl from a civilian family, she would never give up her own flesh and blood to suffer from this child.

The thick and slender eyelashes dropped gently and covered her beautiful pupils: "my mother was a food doctor. She taught me when I was young... Later, after her death, I depended on my father and brother until my father died."

If she hadn't met her father, her mother's fate would be the same as that of previous Shituo doctors. She would have exhausted her last drop of effort for the people all over the world and finally died alone. This is the fate of Shituo doctors. Mother was lucky. She met her father, had a pair of lovely children and a complete family. Even though her life passed as early as a meteor, at least she had a few years of happiness and peace. She was much luckier than other food doctors.

At the beginning, I taught her medical skills just to let her know medical theory and strengthen her body. If the mother knew that her only beloved daughter had finally embarked on her old path, would she regret teaching her medicine.

Huo Yan's pain has been bothering him. In particular, there is always a nerve stirring in his brain all the time, which makes him unbearable. Every time Lin Yao saw his frown, he knew that his pain was severe, so he used his blood as medicine to relieve his pain. But she is a weak woman in the end. How can Huo Yan bear that she cuts her hands again and again to take blood as medicine? Most of the time, she still tries her best to endure the torture of pain.

On that day, she just took back the dried medicinal materials, a solid arm took her waist, took her thin body into her arms, held her white and tender hand in her big hand, and looked carefully at the scars on her wrist.

"Does it hurt?" the big hand with distinct bones gently held her small hand, and the low voice sounded low in her ear.

"It's just a small injury. It won't hurt." Lin Yao said faintly, trying to take back his hand.

Huo Yan frowned slightly. Instead of letting go, he held her other hand in his hand and looked at it carefully. There are several ugly scars on the two white and tender hands, such as the winding and twisted centipede. The originally beautiful little hands become ugly because of these scars.

He compassionately stroked the wounds. The new wounds and old wounds were intertwined. At first glance, it was the old wounds a few years ago, and I didn't know how much she had suffered in this troubled world.

"Sit here and don't move."

Lin Yao lowered his eyes and listened to his orders. He sat there obediently. Huo Yan stood up slowly, got up and went to the Duobao Pavilion. He opened one of the squares, in which lay a small white jade porcelain vase.

He unscrewed the porcelain vase, which contained a turquoise ointment, emitting a faint fragrance of medicine. Although the queen mother preferred the emperor's brother, she didn't hesitate to care about him for fear that the sword would have no eyes on the battlefield, so she gave him all kinds of secret medicines in the palace. This white jade porcelain vase contains ointment that can activate blood and muscle and remove scars.

If a deputy general hadn't asked him for medicine for his scarred daughter last time, he wouldn't have remembered that he still had this kind of good medicine to remove scars.

Gently open the bottle cap with your fingers, and the room is immediately full of medicine. Lin Yao hung her head low. She had smelled that the ointment contained many rare and precious medicinal materials, even if it was as big as the nail cap, it was priceless.

"This is a tribute from South Vietnam. It is said to have a miraculous effect on removing scars." Huo Yan dipped his fingers with the ointment, held his white little hand in his palm and applied it on the scars.

Such a rare elixir, but he did not care to use it in his own hands. The dry and warm hand gently rubbed on her little hand and massaged it clumsily but gently. It was about the first time for a noble childe like him to do such a thing.

Lin Yao's fingers trembled slightly, subconsciously shrinking her hands back.

"Don't be afraid, this medicine is non-toxic." he looked at her with a smile: "even if the emperor hates me again, he won't openly poison the medicine given to me."

Huo Yan, king of Wei, may be the only one in the world who dares to speak so blatantly disrespectful to today's emperor.

Lin Yao couldn't help smiling on her lips. She looked sideways and saw Huo Yan's black eyes. Like her, he also had a shallow smile on his lips. The smiling face reflected in her eyes, but suddenly taught her that her heart beat faster. Lin Yao was suddenly stunned. She felt overwhelmed.

When should her emotions be influenced by him, happy for his joy and sad for his sorrow?

Perhaps because of the cold, or because of a heart disease, Lin Yao's disease was threatening. After the military doctor gave her a pulse, he warned her to lie down and have a rest for a few days.

Lin Yao can only smile bitterly. As a doctor, she can't afford to be sick because of a small cold. The so-called doctor can't cure himself. It's true.

She didn't want to lie on her bed every day and forced herself to get up and do some small things of grinding herbs. Huo Yan stopped her and specially sent a person to monitor her at any time. Even staying was not allowed.

He has been busy with military affairs recently. Although his headache has not been relieved, he has been busy with all kinds of things in the camp every day, but no matter how late he is, he will come back to see her every night.

Lin Yao was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him. Whenever he came, he simply pretended to sleep, and his eyes were out of sight. She heard Huo Yan's low voice asking the person in charge of taking care of her how she ate today. Lin Yao lay on his couch all day today and had no appetite at all. Except for a little porridge in the morning, the food he sent didn't move at all.

Someone sat gently on the edge of the collapse. Lin Yao closed his eyes and didn't want to open his eyes to see him. A warm and dry hand fell on her hair and gently stroked her hair. A burst of itchy feeling hit. Lin Yao suddenly opened his eyes.

"After sleeping all day, it's time to get up and move." he smiled and looked at her without breaking her clothes. Lin Yao turned over angrily and wrapped himself like a silkworm chrysalis with a quilt. The hand slipped slowly and fell on her neck, which disturbed her. Seeing that the hateful hand still had a downward trend, Lin Yao finally couldn't help but suddenly sat up.

"Good, get up and move." Huo Yanjun has a hateful smile on his face. Lin Yao knows that if she doesn't get up again, Huo Yan has some ways to get her up.

Huo Yan smiled playfully at the angry look in her eyes. He tapped his high five, and someone came in with a jade cup. The jade cup simmered slowly with a small fire, emitting a fresh and sweet smell.

This is

The servant who came in with the jade cup quickly backed out. Huo Yan opened the lid on the jade cup. The jade cup contained a bowl of fragrant seafood porridge, with fragrant fresh shrimp, fresh sweet cheers and refreshing green shellfish. The porridge rice was very rotten and almost made people lose their eyebrows.

Lin Yao was stunned, and his deep voice sounded in his ear: "this is something sent from the palace. Now you are cold and weak. It's suitable for you to eat this."

She grew up in a small town near the sea on the border between Dasheng and South Vietnam, which is rich in seafood, which she loved to eat since she was a child. However, due to the inconvenience of transportation, seafood has become rare inland. Especially in this place, it is difficult to buy even if there are thousands of gold.

Huo Yan must have guessed her preference and specially asked someone to send it from the distant beach.

"Eat while it's hot." Huo Yan personally picked up the jade cup, scooped it with a spoon and blew it to her lips. Lin Yao subconsciously opened his mouth. The entrance was soft, waxy and sweet. The aroma of porridge rice and seafood was integrated. She couldn't help licking her lips.

Even though she had been used to eating seafood since she was a child, she had never eaten such delicious seafood porridge. Huo Yan fed her spoonful by spoonful. She had a big appetite and ate more than half of the cup. Only later did she realize the aroma. He didn't move a mouthful.

Huo Yan looked at her eating porridge with a smile on her face, but the girl pushed the jade cup towards him. The meaning of the bottom of her eyes was very obvious.

"I didn't like to eat these since I was a child." Huo Yan stared at her, "so you eat them all obediently." his voice lingered in her ears, like a magic spell, with an irresistible power.

She silently and obediently ate up the rest of the seafood porridge. Her stomach was warm, and the food was much better than the medicinal herbs. This man seemed to care nothing about everything, but his occasional thoughtfulness made people tremble.

However, how could she give up the revenge she had prepared for three years because of this occasional tenderness and consideration?

Lin Yao lowered his eyes and snuggled quietly in Huo Yan's arms. His low voice lingered in his ears: "after I leave, you should have a good meal. I will let people watch you and eat less. When I come back, I will double your punishment."

He's leaving?

Lin Yao's surprise and silence fell into his eyes. Huo Yan smiled faintly: "I'm going to Chengdu to deal with some things myself."

She stared at him with a slightly depressed look. Huo Yan seemed to see through her mind and kissed her gently on her lips: "I'll be back soon."

He paused: "I've been sending people to look for your brother. I haven't heard anything yet."

She said "Hmm" and had no hope for it. Her brother was still young when she lost. How could a young boy save his life in the years of chaos?

Huo Yan hesitated and glanced at her beautiful face: "who killed your father?"

Her face suddenly turned pale, and then recovered her composure. She tried her best to answer in the calmest voice: "there are people dying everywhere in the chaos of war. I don't know who killed my father."

How could she not know? The murderer who killed her father stood in front of her.