Rebirth of a prosperous doctor girl

Chapter 160
Gu Chongyang adjusted his breathing, took a look at Wang Jiulang, and then said, "It all started when I was ten years old, when the fourth master was on his way back to Beijing after completing his three-year term in Guichi."

Her face was serious, although Wang Jiulang tried his best to suppress her, he could still feel her disordered and rapid breathing.And her hand on her lap was tightly clenched into a fist, obviously worried and frightened to the extreme.

Suddenly Wang Jiulang couldn't bear it: "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

Gu Chongyang pursed his lips, his eyes complicated.

God knows how much courage it took her to open her mouth. When Wang Jiulang interrupted her like this, she didn't know if she would have the courage to continue talking later.

The food was put on the table, although there were only two people eating, the food was very rich, and most of it was what Gu Chongyang liked to eat.

It's a pity that she was always thinking about how she would talk to Wang Jiulang later, her heart was fluctuating, and she really didn't have the mood to eat.

She was reborn, she was reborn, would Wang Jiulang believe her?What would he think of her, as a monster?

Her slender fingers, like white jade, are pinching the sweet white porcelain spoon, making her look more slender and white, but her pretty face is clouded by preoccupations, her brows are lightly frowned, her eyes are dull, and she doesn't even concentrate on eating .Watching, Wang Jiulang wished he could wake her up with his fingers.

He felt that he had made a mistake in distracting her by eating.

Wang Jiulang pushed the bowl, took the chair to sit next to Gu Chongyang, and said softly: "Just now you said that the fourth master returned to Beijing after three years' term, what happened afterwards?"

"On the way back to Beijing, I got seriously ill and almost didn't survive." Gu Chongyang looked at Wang Jiulang solemnly: "After I recovered from my illness, I got another strange disease, and I always dreamed. The real me is the same as me in real life, eating and sleeping day by day, sometimes I can’t tell whether it’s a dream when I’m asleep, or a dream when I’m awake.”

The hands on the knees were clenched tighter and tighter. Gu Chongyang blinked slightly before continuing: "I dreamed that my mother died, she died of a sudden illness. I dreamed that my stepmother came in and abused me everywhere. I dreamed that my mother died. Brother Fang Rui died, and the title fell to brother Fang Rong. I dreamed that King Rong rebelled, and my uncle became a hero, and suddenly became the Duke of Liang. She has become Duke Liang's most beloved niece."

Gu Chongyang paused, then looked up at Wang Jiulang: "Jiulang, do you believe it?"

The little girl looked at her with big black and white eyes, with expectations and worries, as if as long as he nodded, she would be born, and if he shook his head, she would die.

Wang Jiulang frowned: "Later, Ling Ci really got sick and died, and your stepmother did come in. Only these two things are exactly the same as in your dream, aren't they?"

Gu Chongyang suddenly stood up and shook his head again and again: "No, no, almost everything is the same as in my dream. In the dream, I met an old doctor. He has a weird temper and superb medical skills. I will give him shelter. Therefore, he taught me medical skills."

"Because the things in the dream were so real, the first thing I did when I woke up was to keep an eye on my mother, use the medical skills I learned in the dream to treat her, take care of her body, and give her pulse every day, lest she have a little bit of pain. But I still couldn’t prevent the tragedy from happening, and my mother still left me.”

Gu Chongyang spoke quickly, and looked anxiously at Wang Jiulang: "Brother Rui was seriously ill and almost died. I found out that Brother Rui had been poisoned and warned my aunt and grandma to save him. Brother Rui's fate. The reason why Brother Rui can survive is not because I am different from my dream, but because I knew it in advance in my dream, so I can use the prophet to warn."

"Jiulang, you believe me, my dream is definitely not my own imagination, but... it's really what will happen in the future."

Wang Jiulang showed deep thought on his face: "So you knew that King Rong rebelled, and after you knew Dou Haoxiao's name, you guessed that he was from King Rong? You cut off the connection between the Shen family and the Dou family because you were afraid of your uncle. Get on King Rong's boat again in a daze?"

"That's it." Seeing that Wang Jiulang was willing to believe her, Gu Chongyang was overjoyed, and said excitedly: "And the first time we met at Jiming Temple, Jiulang asked me how I knew you."

Wang Jiulang has a photographic memory, and the little girl is so beautiful and eye-catching. He was puzzled at the time, but after hearing her explanation, he thought she remembered him because she met him by accident, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

"You saw me in a dream, that's why you recognized me. Also, you learned your medical skills in a dream, that's why you are so powerful. The so-called self-teaching doesn't mean that you don't have a master. It's because of you My master only exists in a dream, not real, so I inferred that I met an expert in Chizhou."

That's why he and Ruifeng couldn't find out how she learned her medical skills, nor did they find out where she got the news that King Rong would rebel.

"Yes." Gu Chongyang couldn't help supporting the table with both hands, and sat back on the chair again: "Jiulang, the things in my dreams have come true, I dare not tell anyone, for fear that others will regard me as a monster. Until I met Jiulang , I think I can tell what happened in my dream. Kuro, do you think I'm talking nonsense?"

Wang Jiulang paused in his heart, feeling a warm current pouring into his heart.

This is the secret in her heart, she has never told anyone else, she guards this secret tremblingly, trying to use her weak power to change the tragic ending of the dream.

But now, she is willing to tell him the secret.She trusted him more than anyone else.

"You're not talking nonsense."

What you said is the most beautiful sweet talk in the world, making me believe that you are specially prepared for me by God.

Wang Jiulang's voice was as soft as the spring wind, gentle and sultry, and Gu Chongyang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Only then did she realize that Jiulang had sat beside her at some point, the two sat side by side with their eyes facing each other, and could hear each other's breathing.

"Dong dong!"

"Dong dong!"

Gu Chongyang felt that his heart was about to jump out of his atrium, the gushing blood was steaming, flowing all over his body, and finally rushed to her face.

You don't need to touch it to know that your face must be very red and hot.

Didn't you say you should calm down?Why did the nympho attack happen again?

Gu Chongyang scolded himself for being useless angrily, but pressed his hands on his heart, and kept his distance from Wang Jiulang calmly.

Her little red face, her big flickering eyes, her shy and timid look, and the way she wanted to see him but didn't dare to be upright and could only look at him secretly, made Wang Jiulang's heart melt.

She is so beautiful and coquettish, like a cat who steals a snack and acts like a spoiled child, one can't help but want to hold her in her arms and knead her well.

Wang Jiulang's breathing became disordered for a while, and when he felt the change in himself, he quickly pulled back his distracted thoughts, closed his eyes for a while and said, "You dreamed about me in your dream, what happened to me afterwards?"

Wang Jiulang's voice was steady and cold, and Gu Chongyang suddenly woke up. She blinked, licked her lips, and hesitated for a while.

Wang Jiulang was secretly annoyed, the impetuous feeling came again.

He secretly used the inside, trying to move the chair a little farther away, but suddenly felt struck by lightning.

The little girl peeked at him, feeling shy, so she moved away calmly.He is Wang Jiulang, how could he act like a little girl?

Realizing this, his face changed.

He knew that he was special to the little girl, but he didn't expect to have reached this stage.

He couldn't help looking at her, seeing her as charming and lovely as a delicate flower, her big eyes were watery, and her little mouth was red and pouty, his heart began to fluctuate again, and his breathing began to become short of breath again.

This time he was really stunned.

Did he care so much about her?Have you noticed that being distracted is like an addiction?
"Kuro, what's wrong with you?"

The slender and white fingers swayed in front of his eyes, and Wang Jiulang said with concentration: "It's nothing, you continue to talk, what happened to me afterwards."

Gu Chongyang's eyes were extremely serious, and his voice was even more serious: "You are dead."

She had a sullen face, frowning, and her extremely serious look made people feel very amusing.

Just like when you go to a fortune teller to ask about the future, he mysteriously tells you that your final ending is death.

Everyone will die, not only his end is death, but all the people in this world will end up at the same end by different routes, they all die.

Wang Jiulang was amused by her appearance, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "I know, everyone is going to die. I am older than you, and women generally live longer than men. I will die before you. That's very strange." Normal thing."

"Jiulang, I'm serious." Gu Chongyang said with a straight face, "Everyone will die, but death will be different from death."

Wang Jiulang frowned, vaguely understanding: "I didn't end well?"

"Yes." Gu Chongyang nodded: "You didn't die, you died when you were only in your 30s."

"Oh!" Wang Jiulang touched his forehead, his tone was very lonely: "It's almost as predicted by Taoist Qinglong."

He had this disease, and it was difficult for him to live beyond the age of 40.

He didn't speak, his heart was cold.If his illness can't be cured, who will take care of the little girl in the future.

Wang Jiulang couldn't help but patted her head: "Chongyang, you must cure my illness, I want to live a few more years."

"Jiulang, don't interrupt!" Gu Chongyang was displeased, waved his arm away, and continued: "I don't know what happened to your illness in the end, I only know that you didn't die on the sick bed. King Rong successfully rebelled Afterwards, you beheaded the whole family of Duke Wen. In order to avenge you, you led the Tatar cavalry to the south, forced King Rong to death, and ruled with the Tatars. The new emperor is the fourth prince who is only a few years old now. The new emperor is young, Your prime minister is the regent. One month after the new emperor got married at the age of 15, some courtiers impeached you, saying that you wanted to imitate Cao Cao and do things like coercing the emperor to order the princes. The emperor is not on your side like before , but kept the document of impeachment against you, with an ambiguous attitude. Without saying a word, you resigned from all duties, and went to Tantuo Temple to be ordained and become a monk the next day.

"The new emperor personally came to Tantuo Temple and asked you to return to the court. You refused repeatedly, so the emperor ordered to change the precept room in Tantuo Temple to the Shaoshi Jingshi, allowing you to devote yourself to practicing Buddhism there. Unexpectedly, three A month later, the Tatars went south and there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. The emperor personally went to Tantuo Temple to ask about the government. Although you are in Tantuo Temple, you have the same rights as the regent, and the emperor will obey you."

"A year later, you felt that the fate of the world was over, so you chose to sit down and leave behind the relic. The young master's quiet room where you lived before was rebuilt into the Jiafu Pagoda, dedicated to enshrining your relic."

Gu Chongyang's delicate voice became deeper and deeper as she spoke, with a sadness that could not be expressed in words: "Jiulang, this is your end."

Wang Jiulang narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a bit of sharpness: "What is the reason why King Rong ransacked Wen Guogong's entire family?"

"Jiulang, after all, you still don't believe me, right?" Gu Chongyang smiled wryly: "The status of Shifentang's royal family is so important. King Rong's throne was not obtained justifiably. , Only in this way can we win the hearts of the people and stabilize our position. It is impossible for him to deal with the Wang family with such atrocities."

"But things in this world are like this. What you think is impossible is often the truth. For example, my mother died. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I'm afraid I would never believe that the fourth master was also one of the murderers."

Wang Jiulang was dumbfounded, yes, things in this world are like this, the more impossible, the closer to the truth.

Shifentang's Wang family has a great reputation, there are no mediocre men, and no remarried daughters. If he hadn't heard his father's conversation with her before he died, how would he know that his mother, the only daughter of the Wang family, not only married to others Having an affair, she still has to reconcile with her husband, and she will piss her husband to death.

Thinking of his father begging her not to leave him before he died, Wang Jiulang's heart surged with blood, just a kind of heart-piercing pain.

The love between a man and a woman is so important, so important that she does not hesitate to abandon the relationship between husband and wife, the righteousness of mother and child, and human ethics.

If her father hadn't used his own life to protect the face of the Wang family, she would have left with that person long ago, and the face of the Wang family would have disappeared long ago.

He was eight years old when his father died!
Wang Jiulang pursed his lips and turned around. He waited for his mood to subside before turning around and said: "Chongyang, I believe what you just said. I will pay attention to the matter of King Rong's rebellion. Don't be afraid. I won't in this life." Something happened."

"Then you have to cure your illness." Gu Chongyang finally stated his purpose: "We agreed not to interfere with each other's secrets. Since I told my secret, Jiulang, you should also treat yourself It's only fair to tell me the cause of the illness."

In order to cure him, the little girl did not hesitate to tell the biggest secret in her heart.

Wang Jiulang was very warm in his heart: "Actually, you don't have to tell me the secret. Since I agreed to let you treat my illness, I will definitely tell you the reason for my illness."

"When I was eight years old, my father suddenly fell ill..."

The weather was very cold that year, and he was still young, so Mrs. Baozhen and Wen Lie didn't allow Wang Jiulang to go to his father's sickbed in order to fear that he would get sick.

Mrs. Baozhen dislikes Wen Lie as a martial artist, who doesn't understand romance, and can't accompany her in reciting poems and odes, so she doesn't like this husband from the bottom of her heart.

But the Wang family needed an heir, and she couldn't happily choose a husband and son-in-law like other little girls, and happily get married on a sedan chair. As the only daughter of the Wang family, she could only recruit a son-in-law.

Unlike a woman marrying, as a man, once married, he will never be able to hold his head up. He can't even take the imperial examination, he can't enter the court as an official, and his children can't follow their surnames. They can't even provide for their parents. Parents are ashamed.

Wen Guogong's family is dignified, Baozhen is as beautiful as a flower, and there are many people who are willing to marry, but there are not many good sons. It wasn't until the appearance of a dignified and upright man with a deep affection for Baozhen that the old Wen Guogong really let go of it. Heart.

Mrs. Baozhen likes gentle, elegant and handsome men, but does not like tall men like Wen Lie, who are tall, big, dark-skinned, dark-skinned and resolute. Although Wen Lie's appearance is also very good, Mrs. Baozhen just doesn't like him, she doesn't like him from the bottom of her heart.

Since she became pregnant, Mrs. Baozhen never let Wen Lie touch her again.

When Wang Jiulang was three years old and old Wen Guogong passed away, Mrs. Baozhen even lived in a separate school with Wen Lie. She put all her thoughts on Ruizhu Academy, and it was common not to see Wen Lie for several days.

Wang Jiulang was brought up by his father, and he was not very close to his mother since he was a child.

Therefore, Wen Lie was seriously ill, and he couldn't see his father for several days, so he naturally missed him very much.

He dismissed his servants and ran to Wen Lie's yard to visit his father, but he heard his father and mother quarreling.

It was also at that time that he knew that Mrs. Baozhen had someone outside.

His father was lying on the bed with a sallow complexion, begging, and his mother was beautifully dressed, but her eyes were cold and her tone was ruthless. The strong contrast deeply hurt his heart.

She stood by the bed, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger: "You think you can keep me in this way, but it's just a dream. The Wang family gave birth to me, and I also gave birth to Jiulang to the Wang family. Make up your own mind."

With a bitter smile, there was still a trace of hope in his eyes: "What if I die? Do you have the heart to leave Jiulang alone?"

"Why do you force me like this!" Mrs. Baozhen was impetuous, like a trapped animal: "Jiulang is now eight years old. If you die, I will wait a few more years. When Jiulang gets married at the age of 15, I will also leave .”

Wen Lie let go of the hand that was holding the hem of her clothes, feeling ashamed: "When my father-in-law promised you to me, I promised him that I would take good care of you and take care of the Wang family. Now, I'm afraid I will feel sorry for my father-in-law." .I can't keep you, maybe one more day is just one more day. Honestly, if there is an afterlife, I would rather never meet you."

Her husband has always loved her in every possible way, but this was the first time he said such depressing words. He felt uncomfortable in his heart, and said angrily: "You just keep pretending! Even if you are really dead, I will still leave!"

As soon as her words came out, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the little Jiulang rushed in with an angry face. He clenched his fist tightly and landed on Mrs. Baozhen's waist and abdomen indiscriminately, crying while beating : "Get out, get out, get out! Get out now! I don't have a mother like you, you are not my mother..."

I don't know if it's the pain or something else, Mrs. Baozhen also burst into tears, she hugged Wang Jiulang tightly: "Jiulang, listen to me, listen to me..."

Wang Jiulang was not willing to listen, but his fists still kept going.

"Jiulang stop!" Wen Lie called Jiulang, and gasped for breath.

Wang Jiulang's face was full of tears, his red eyes stared angrily at his father, and asked loudly: "It's already this time, and you still spoil her like this! I hate you!"

He hated his mother for being ruthless and unfaithful, and his father for being weak.

Pushing away Mrs. Baozhen's hand, Wang Jiulang ran out crying.

It was snowing heavily outside, he ran with one foot high and the other low, and accidentally fell into Taiyi Lake.When he was taken to prison, he stopped breathing.The imperial doctors tried their best to rescue him, but he finally came back alive, but when he heard the news of his father's death, he had a high fever for seven days, and after the fever subsided, he was left with headaches.

Wang Jiulang's voice was very steady, always soft and indifferent, as if an outsider was talking about something unrelated to him.

But in Gu Chongyang's ears, he could really feel his pain, his suffering.The pain of losing the most important person and the pain of being betrayed by a loved one can only be understood by those who have experienced it personally.

In her two lives, she was devastated when she learned that the fourth master was involved in the death of her mother. At that time, Jiulang was only an eight-year-old boy. He suddenly learned of his mother's betrayal and lost his father. The pain can be imagined.

Tears welled up, and Gu Chongyang felt that his eye circles were hot and his throat was congested.

For so many years, how did Jiulang survive, how much hardship he endured and how many hardships he experienced, so that he could become the calm and breezy appearance he is now!

"Don't cry!" Wang Jiulang handed her the handkerchief, and comforted her softly: "Those are all over, don't I stand right in front of you now?"

"But I can't help it!" The gentler his voice was, the more uncomfortable Gu Chongyang felt, and the tears flowed harder. She was sad for him and wronged for him.

Kuro is such a good person, he deserves the best treatment.Why did he have to go through those sufferings, why did he have to suffer so much.Losing his father is enough heartache, and leaving him with such a serious illness, every time he gets sick, he is in pain, tortures his body, tortures his heart, makes him never forget how his father died, and how his mother died Ridiculous and heartless.

Jiulang, it is more bitter and painful than her!

That was his past, he, the client, didn't cry, why did she cry!
Tears were all over her face, and the choked up crying made his stiff heart feel sour.

The little girl was crying without image, her body was still twitching, as if she should cry for granted.

Seeing her standing there wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Wang Jiulang felt as if his heart had fallen into a bottomless pit, with nothing to find.

It turned out that not only would he be distracted by her flowery smile, but he would also be distracted by her tears.

Wang Jiulang smiled bitterly, sighed, stretched out his long arms, and took her into his arms.

(End of this chapter)