What's more, Tang Jinse didn't think that his medical skills were world-famous enough to make him come to her for treatment on his injured face.
This disfigured man who appeared suddenly and even acted rudely did not speak, he just looked at her quietly, his eyes seemed to have a thousand words to say.
At this time, the sunset had already set, and in the dark dusk, the outline of the small courtyard was gradually blurred by the darkness, which made the man's face look even more terrifying.
The breeze was slightly cool, ruffling their clothes.
Tang Jinse felt confused, but the man suddenly made a move.
The man slowly raised his hand towards Tang Jinse, and she subconsciously said cautiously: "You want..."
Before she finished speaking, when she saw clearly what was in his palm, her body suddenly froze and then froze.
All expressions, words, and movements stopped suddenly, as if they were being tapped. The only thing that had changed was Tang Jinse's slightly red eye circles.
The wind stopped, the man in front of me disappeared, and the scene suddenly returned to nine years ago——
Tang Jinse, who is only six years old, is like a delicate doll, pink and charming.
Playful and clever, she held her fragrant cheeks and quietly observed the young man in white in front of her, "Little uncle, why do you act like a fairy at all times? I'm really afraid that you will fly to the moon while I'm not paying attention.
"
After the young man who was meditating heard her words, he slowly opened his eyes as cold as water. He was a little elegant and a little indifferent, as if he was isolated from the world. His elegant white clothes made him look holy.
I don't dare to yearn for her at all. Although I am only fourteen years old, I can't hide my snow-like temperament and elegance.
"Jin'er, it's Chang'e who flies to the moon..." The ending sounds seem to have a slight sigh, perhaps because of helplessness, or maybe it's another indulgence that has been a habit for a long time.
When his eyes fell on Tang Jinse, his eyes became slightly warmer.
Hearing him speak, Tang Jinse's eyes that were filled with demonic aura flashed with a hint of success, "Uncle Master, you have spoken. Can you finish today's meditation? Hurry up and teach me medical skills and
Acupuncture." I didn't forget to mention, "Teach me all you have to do?"
Slightly startled, he glanced out the window. It was not yet dusk, and normally he would only take action after dark.
Helplessness has become natural. He smiled slightly and raised the corners of his lips, which was the biggest expression he could do. "Okay, give me everything you have." In an instant, time and everything stopped.
"Jin'er, do you really not want to learn poison techniques?"
"If you don't want to learn, didn't we agree?"
"Actually, with your talent..."
"Okay, okay, teach me how to acupuncture quickly. Do you want to regret after talking so much? That's not okay... Huh? Where should this needle be inserted?"
"Jin'er, it's a thorn——"
Ever since she went to the mountain at the age of five, Tang Jinse has always clung to this little uncle who was only eight years older than her. Perhaps it was because the two of them were destined to have a strange poison in their bodies since they were born, so this quiet person rarely interacted with others.
The boy in white accepted Tang Jinse.
This relationship lasted for seven years, accompanying each other day and night, with a common dedication to medical skills... Unexpectedly, just two years before Tang Jinse came down from the mountain, her uncle, who was not good at talking and smiling, disappeared without a trace, as if
The world disappeared, and the only trace was that she took away the gift she gave him for his sixteenth birthday, three Tianxuan Han Needles.
The scene returned to reality. Tang Jinse had returned to normal. She took the cold needle from the man's hand with surprising calmness. "Is he... okay?" There was an imperceptible tremor in his calm voice.