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Chapter 2 The Savior Su Dongpo

The confused Gaoqiu didn't notice that his body had turned into a child, about five or six years old. Although his clothes were wet with water, they could not cover the dirty traces on his clothes under the light. Only that little face was just coming out of the water, which was still pretty and cute.

In the hazy state, Gao Qiu felt that he had taken off his clothes and placed them on a wooden board, covered with a layer of silky fabric. Not long after, Gao Qiu felt that his teeth had been pried open, and then a warm bitter water flowed into his mouth.

"Ahem! Ahem!"

After coughing twice, Gaoqiu couldn't stand it anymore. Even Chinese medicine shouldn't be so harsh, right?

He struggled to sit up from the bed, but Gao Qiu felt that his whole body was pulled away by someone, and he couldn't move at all. Even his eyes could not open.

"Dad, can your decoction really cure the disease? Why is this person still not awake?"

A young man with red lips and white teeth stood beside the bed, watching the spotted middle-aged man feeding medicine to the high ball lying on the bed, his face full of suspicion.

"Bastard! Your father, I am familiar with medical books, how could he not even cure this minor illness? If you talk nonsense to me again, be careful that I will slap you!"

Being questioned by others, especially by his own son, makes middle-aged people feel really bad, so they feel a little angry when they speak.

Although the high ball lying on the bed could not move, his consciousness had already awakened. While lamenting in his heart, "If you didn't feed me this bitter soup and bitter water, I would have woken up long ago." He tried hard to move and proved that he no longer needed to drink the "source medicine" in the mouths of these two people.

Maybe it was God who saw Gao Qiu's "work" or the ancient saying "hard work pays off" was really right. Just when another spoonful of soup medicine touched Gao Qiu's lips, Gao Qiu turned over on the bed and avoided the spoonful of soup medicine. After finally being able to act, Gao Qiu's first thing was not to be glad, but to lie on the edge of the bed and retching.

"You guys...you gave me food...what is this!"

Gao Qiu wanted to spit out all the "decoction" he just drank, but his body felt weak and there was nothing else in his stomach, so he could only do dry retching, but he couldn't spit out anything.

The middle-aged man sitting by the bed did not go to support the ball at the first time, but turned his head and looked at his young son, with a proud look on his face, "How about it, is your father's medical skills extremely skilled? From now on, don't you ask "Qian Yi" or "Qian B" in front of me? Do you hear that?"

"Yes, yes! Daddy, your medical skills are unparalleled in the world. Even the king's master can't compare to Daddy!"

The boy seemed not to want to argue with middle-aged people, and he brags about his father, and seemed to be indifferent.

"Ahem! Your child is unrestrained. Wang Weiyi is a famous doctor of a generation. In the seventh year of Tiansheng, he designed and presided over the casting of two acupuncture Tongren. The body is divided and the internal organs can be combined, and the acupuncture points on the surface of the body are all available. Such virtuousness, although your father and I are also very skilled in medical skills, how can we compare with others? Don't talk nonsense! Don't talk nonsense!"

If you feel good about yourself, you will feel good about yourself. Middle-aged people are not people who can’t find the North if you are praised by others.

The boy shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything. Then he looked at the high ball that was still lying on the edge of the bed and said, "Dad, don't you look at him? I feel that he is about to thrust his heart and lungs out. I think, maybe your medicine is effective, but it just wakes up the people with nausea!"

"Go! You kid! Pour the glass of water and go!"

Middle-aged people naturally know what they are doing, and it is difficult to justify them, so they raise their hands and send the boy out.

The boy went out to boil water, and the middle-aged man then put the medicine soup in his hand on a small cabinet beside the bed, turned around and held Gaoqiu's shoulder, and put it back on the bed.

At this time, Gaoqiu did not retching, but it was not because he had no feelings, but because he had no strength. After retching for so long, he vomited a lot of saliva. At this time, his throat was dry, and he was also helpless to retching. Waiting for the boy to bring back a bowl of cold water, he drank it with the cold water, Gaoqiu recovered some energy.

Opening his blurred eyes and looking at the decorations surrounding him that were obviously decorated with ancient style, Gao Qiu's mind was confused. Could it be that he was saved by the crew? But why didn't he go to the hospital after saving himself, but instead brought himself here?

He swallowed hard and spitted, Gaoqiu was about to ask about the situation, "Who are you...you...you...?"

"Don't be afraid, my child, I am Su Shi, a Hanlin scholar. This is my youngest son Su Guo. Last night, the youngest son and I went out of the city to enjoy the lanterns. When we walked to the Bian River, we happened to see your Luoshui, so we rescued you. Now you are awake, I'll ask you, do you still remember where your home is?"

Looking at Gao Qiu with a bitter face, Su Shi's face clearly showed some heartache.

"My home? My home is...wait! Su Shi? Su Dongpo? You are Su Dongpo!"

After shaking his head, Gao Qiu subconsciously wanted to answer, but before he could finish speaking, the confusion on his face turned into surprise, and his eyes that could not be opened immediately became widened.

"Oh? You have heard of my name too? Haha! I'll just say it! Who can't know about my name Su Dongpo?"

Listening to Gao Qiu shouting out his name, Su Shi immediately laughed, and laughed happily, unable to say it was happy.

But Su Shi's son stood aside, with not much joy on his face, but there was a lot of disdain, "Yes, yes! Who can't know your name of Grand Secretary Su? It's been declining again and again, and it's hard to even support a family in Huangzhou. Who else can't know you?!"

"Ahem! What are you talking nonsense about, kid..."

Su Shi was obviously unable to resist his past because his son exposed his past, but he could not refute it because of his face. He could only scold him in a low voice.

"Da! Do you think I am a five-year-old child? Are you still Su Shi? Then I am Li Bai? Okay, okay, there is no chance to come back. I can't be Li Bai, you are not that Su Dongpo, that..."

I thought the other party was joking with him, so Gao Qiu was too lazy to pay attention to these two guys who were happy with him. He sat up and supported his hands beside the bed and was about to get out of bed. However, this move was stunned.

What's going on! Why did your body become smaller?

Gao Qiu put his hands on his legs and looked down. He was a pair of young children's hands. Frightened by this, his whole body began to tremble.

"Dad, what did you give him just now? Why do I think something is wrong with him? Don't take the wrong medicine, you will be in a life lawsuit at that time!"

Seeing Gao Qiu's lips trembled, Su Guo felt something was wrong and asked about his father.

"This...this...this shouldn't be! I just follow the medicine boiled in medical books! Use mulberry jujube and other medicines to clear heat and detoxify, sweat and remove fire... This is what the medical books write!"

Su Shi was obviously panicked and didn't know where to take out a "medical book" with yellowed paper and search it.

When Su Shi and Su Guo were both panicked, Gao Qiu slowly calmed down at this time, closed his eyes and lay on the bed. When he got up, he saw that Su Shi was still sitting beside him, and he was stunned for a moment. Then Gao Qiu opened the cup made of silk on his body, and opened his crotch. At this glance, he was completely stunned.

My youth... is over!

Gao Qiu felt that his mind was now full of the desolate bgm, and Su Shi sitting beside him also turned into a yellow color.

Time travel! What an unacceptable word!

Thinking about myself in my youth, but I haven't even held the girl's little hand. In the blink of an eye, I traveled through time because of a few drunks, and I also traveled through time to become a child who was not sure whether he was five or six years old. The distance was already widened again from his "great" but unspeakable dream.

The high ball in the middle of the bed was still in a daze. Su Shi had already put down his medical skills and looked at the high ball on the bed with a frown. "Child, what's wrong with you...?"

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu! I'm so miserable! I have no father, no mother, no one to take it in. I have some pain and tears. I'm so miserable!"

The sad and desolate bgm still echoed in his mind. Gao Qiu hugged Su Shi and pressed him on the arm beside the bed, and burst into tears.

"Hey hey! Child, don't cry! Don't cry!"

I don’t know what Su Shi remembered, but when he saw him crying along the high ball, Su Shi’s eyes seemed to break the Yellow River, and tears rolled down.

"Dad, he is so young and has no place to go. Why don't we keep him?"

Su Guo's child's nature was so miserable. When he saw that the child younger than him was so miserable, he naturally couldn't bear it. Therefore, before Su Shi could speak, he proposed first.

"Oh! OK! OK! From now on, you can stay." He grabbed his sleeve with his left hand and wiped the tears on his face. He held the high ball in his arms with his right hand. Su Shi asked gently, "Child, do you have a name?"

"Me? My name is Gaoqiu!"

Gao Qiu wanted Su Shi to take him in, but he didn't want to be an adopted son and follow Su Shi's surname, so he quickly answered.

"Oh? Gao Qiu? It's also a good name. You have a good rest first. I'll bring you two sets of clothes later." After gently patting Gao Qiu's back twice, Su Shi put it on the bed and stood up to greet Su Guo, "My son, let the child rest for a while."

"yes!"

He looked at Gao Qiu with love, Su Guo picked up the medicine beside him, followed Su Shi and walked out of the door, and closed the door.

After closing the door, Su Guo then took a few steps to follow Su Shi, "Dad, do you... do you miss your younger brother?"

"...Yes! If the gods were still alive, they should... be so big..."

As he spoke, two lines of clear tears flowed down Su Shi's cheeks again.
Chapter completed!
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