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Chapter 211 The Little Miracle Doctor and the Little Medicine Boy

Zhuo Yao stared blankly at Shen Tangluo's gaze, and her eyes fell on Yan Buwen and Nan Gongmo, but she dodged them subconsciously in an instant.

The corner of Shen Tangluo's mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "In comparison, how much better do you think you are than those people?"

Before she finished speaking, Zhuoyao's limbs froze, her mind went blank, she couldn't accept it for a while, her eyes were full of panic, she couldn't find a reason for herself, she was powerless to refute, "I...I ..."

Seeing this, Shen Tangluo still didn't let her go, pressed her every step of the way, with sharp sentences, the contempt in her peach blossom eyes became more and more serious, and said mercilessly: "It's okay if you dare not admit it, then let me tell you, you killed innocent people , is no different from those who killed Nan Lin, even more hateful, he taught you to be kind and tried to protect you, but you killed him."

The heart-wrenching words echoed in the mountains, Zhuoyao's eyes were red, and she glared at Shen Tangluo angrily, but her legs suddenly became weak, and she fell to the ground completely, and her memory gradually became confused.

In March and a half, it is the night of worshiping the gods.

On the entire Lingqi Cliff, every household has lit up lanterns, bonfires are burning on the cliff, and songs are being played, but there is a small fenced courtyard that is as quiet as ever.

The moonlit night was soft and the sky was full of stars. The little girl was sitting on the pagoda tree in the courtyard, shaking her legs boredly, puffing out her cheeks with a look of resentment.

Suddenly, she had an idea, pulled a handful of Sophora japonica, and threw it towards the silver-haired boy who was concentrating on reading under the moonlight.

The young man was caught off guard by the trick, looked up at her displeasedly, frowned and reprimanded: "Xiao Zhuoyao, who taught you to play tricks on others?"

Zhuo Yao drooped her eyelids and said dejectedly: "Little genius doctor, why do you collect herbs every day? You don't let me come out during the day, and you don't let me follow, I'm not happy."

The boy under the locust tree was silent for a while, as if he was seriously thinking about the little girl's casual complaint.

After a while, he put the book on the stone table, stood up, his face was stained with solemnity, and looked up at the night sky, the sky was full of stars, reflecting his bright and bright eyes, as if stained with starlight.

His clear and energetic voice scattered into the night sky and fell into her heart.

"Medicine is the foundation of medicine. Medicine is the art of benevolence in the world. The way of medicine is the way of benevolence. Therefore, the heart of medicine lies in benevolence. As a doctor, he must do everything personally, regardless of the size of the matter, so there is no difference. The medicine is to prepare for emergencies, patriarch Grandpa is getting old, I should share more for him."

"I study medicine not to just talk about it on paper, but to cure diseases and save people, collect medicines, and to better use what I learn in the book where it should be used."

"However," the young man paused, turned his gaze to her, and said with a light smile, "If it is possible, I hope that there is no medicine in the world, and there is no need for medicine."

This night, Zhuo Yao only felt that the boy's eyes were brighter than ever before, more dazzling than a galaxy of stars.

She stared blankly at the thin, white-haired boy under the moonlight, and remained silent for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, she jumped down from the locust tree, grabbed the boy's sleeve, looked up at him and said, "Then, little genius doctor, teach me, and I will help you save people in the future, help you." Gather medicine."

After that, the boy tacitly allowed her to follow him every night to study and debate medicine, and circled around him like a little drug boy, very busy and never tired of it.

The little genius doctor also told her that the most taboo thing for a doctor is to lose a good heart.

The desolate laughter resounded on the cliff, and Zhuoyao cried like crazy, "Nan Lin! Nan Lin!"

"I see, you must not want to forgive me, so you don't want to come back, right? You are disappointed in me. "

"But me, but I..." Now that I understand, I also regret it.

Will she and the little genius doctor ever meet again?

The sunlight at this time was exceptionally bright, pouring down on this cliff, reflecting Zhuo Yao's pale face, at this moment, she seemed to hear the voice of the white-haired boy again.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in front of her eyes, and the boy in her memory, with flying silver hair, a clean and vigorous face, and wearing gray-white coarse linen clothes slowly appeared in front of her eyes, smiling slightly at her.

"Xiao Zhuoyao, as a human being in this world, you should use kindness to help others. You must not deceive others or harm others with evil. You have copied it so many times. You will say no, you must really remember it in your heart. have you understood?"

Zhuo Yao was trembling all over, she got up from the ground suddenly, and threw herself into the streamer, however, she was in vain, and there was nothing.

In an instant, the smile on his face shattered, and he froze in place.

She stared blankly at her empty hands, feeling desolate and lonely.

So, she is not tolerated by the world, she is also cast aside by him, and she refuses to see each other?

Wuying knew that Shen Tangluo knew the soul-chasing technique, as long as she wanted to, she could spy on the memory of the soul.

This streak of light was transformed by Zhuo Yao's memory.

When the crescent moon was hanging high, the night was full of stars, and under the locust tree, she never saw the white-haired boy again, nor could she wait for her little doctor.

Today, it happens to be Qixi Festival.

　ps: At the end of "Nanzhuo Chapter", the story of the little genius doctor and the little drug boy is over. Do you have anything to say?Or make a fuss~ Let me see if there is anyone else?

　　Next, it is time to follow the main line, please look forward to the next volume of "Waiting for the King"~
　　
　
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