Zuo He's father is bedridden and needs help from Zuo He's mother for food and daily life. I heard from Zuo He that he became like this about two years ago.
"It seems like it shouldn't be a big problem if you can still live for two years after everything has become like this." Hua Ling bowed to Yin's mother and then sat beside Yin's father's bed. He took Zuo's father's wrist and looked at it.
Both Zuo He and Zuo Mu looked at Hua Ling in fear. Hua Ling pondered for a long time: "At first, it was probably just the inconvenience in the legs and feet, and then gradually I felt that the lower body could not use strength, and now the limbs are weak and accompanied by a headache, right?"
Zuo Mu was stunned: "That's true..."
"If you count from the early stage of the disease, it should have been three or four years. The disease can only be relieved, at most to the point where you can get out of bed and work, but it cannot be cured." After Hua Ling said this, he looked at Zuo He.
Zuo He didn't understand why Hua Ling looked at him like this. Hua Ling's red pupils looked like a wild beast seeing its prey in Zuo He's eyes.
"Sir?" Zuo He asked tentatively.
Hua Ling raised her hand and took Zuo He's wrist, took her pulse and checked: "This disease is hereditary, so the possibility of a cure is very low... As expected." Hua Ling saw the shadow of the disease on Zuo He's body.
"Heredity!?" Zuo's mother looked at Zuo He in disbelief.
After staying at Zuo's house for a month, Zuo's father was able to get out of bed. According to Zuo He and Zuo's mother, Zuo's father was a full-fledged warrior, but he could not pick up heavy weapons due to injuries, but his legs and feet were much more convenient.
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Zuo's father generously invited Hua Ling to stay and asked in a low voice if there was any way to get rid of this hereditary disease.
Hua Ling thought for a moment and then looked at Zuo's father: "I'm not sure, but I can tell you that this disease is passed on from male to female."
Father Zuo was stunned: "That means that as long as I have another daughter, this disease will not be passed down?"
Hua Ling smiled bitterly: "I didn't say it, and it wouldn't be good if your son heard this."
Zuo's father didn't pay attention to these things. Another month passed, and Zuo He came with Zuo's mother who was feeling unwell: "Sir, do you see what's wrong with my mother recently?"
Hua Ling knew what was going on as soon as she thought about it, but she still stretched out her hand to check and confirm, raising her eyebrows: "Congratulations, madam, happy pulse."
Zuo's father, who was eavesdropping on the side, ran over and asked, "Are you a boy or a girl?"
Zuo He looked at his father and the helpless Hua Ling with disdain, and saw some clues: "Dad, what are you...?"
Father Zuo waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with you."
Hua Ling coughed a few times: "It's not irrelevant, it's because the master wants to have a daughter." He continued to feel the pulse on his hand: "Luckily, it's a female pulse. However, not long after I got pregnant, the pulse was weak, so there might be something wrong.
"
"Are you sure it's Ximai?"
"able."
Zuo's father happily helped Zuo's mother to rest. Zuo He stood in front of Hua Ling with a look of disbelief on his face. He sat down on the chair again and looked at Hua Ling complaining: "Does my father not want me anymore?"
"You must be sure, aren't you the boss?" Hua Ling combed her long hair, tied it with a hair crown and a cloth strip, and smoothed it down.
Zuo He asked again: "Why would my father want a daughter?"
"Because the disease in your Zuo family is passed on from male to female."
After hearing this, Zuo He was stunned. He recalled how Zuo's father was lying in bed and thought about it, and then he shouted: "Okay! I support dad!"
Hua Ling didn't care and yawned: "It's just a matter of having more sisters."
Zuo He nodded in agreement, sat down again and looked at Hua Ling: "Actually, I have a question."
"Ask." Hua Ling looked at Zuo He and smiled lightly.
"Rumors about you have been circulating in the world for nearly ten years, but now that I see your face, I feel that you are only about 20 years old... Did you use the facial rejuvenation technique?"
"Ah?" Hua Ling looked at Zuo He with an expression of "Are you sick?" "I don't show my age, so there's no way I can preserve my appearance. Have you read too many scripts?"
"Because I feel like my husband knows everything, maybe he can use herbal medicine to improve his appearance?"
"This is true. Long-term maintenance can indeed make a person in his fifties look like a person in his twenties." Hua Ling pinched her chin and thought, "But it cannot be absolutely maintained."
"oh……"
Hua Ling later stayed with the Zuo family until their daughter was born.
Hua Ling did not participate in the naming of the daughter of the Zuo family. Zuo's father and mother unanimously agreed to name their daughter - Zuo Ling. Both elders felt that Hua Ling could protect their daughter.
Zuo He: What about me? Where is my brother?
For some reason, Zuo Ling really liked Hua Ling, or maybe he was very interested in Hua Ling's white hair.
When Zuo Ling spoke for the first time, no one could tell whether she was calling "Dad" or "Huahua", but later it was determined that it was Huahua, but except Zuo Ling, no one had called Hua Ling "Huahua" before.
”, I don’t know how Zuo Ling learned it on his own without a teacher.
And since Zuo Ling could walk, he would walk towards Hua Ling when he saw him, and then gradually turn into running. As soon as Hua Ling appeared and raised his leg, there was a pendant on his leg.
Zuo Ling held Hua Ling's calf and looked at him innocently, smiling and shouting: "Huahua!"
Zuo He leaned over and hugged Yin Ling's waist with both hands: "Aling, be good, come into my brother's arms."
"No! I want Huahua!"
"Ah Ling, be good——"
Zuo's father came over and touched Zuo Ling's head: "If Aling likes Hua Ling, just let her hold her. Hua Ling can't do anything." After a pause, he continued: "And I plan to wait until Aling is older.
Teach her how to practice martial arts, Hua Ling’s martial arts foundation is much better than ours, right?”
Zuo's father looked at Hua Ling happily. Hua Ling leaned over helplessly and picked up Zuo Ling in his arms. After looking at Zuo Ling, Zuo Ling's fleshy hand touched his cheek: "...Okay.
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When Zuo Ling was four years old, he formally accepted Hua Ling as his teacher, and Zuo's father also made a decision that surprised Zuo He - Zuo Ling lived with Hua Ling while he was studying under his teacher.
"But Hua Ling originally lived in our courtyard?" Zuo He couldn't believe it. After all, Hua Ling was an outsider and a man. Isn't this bad?
Hua Ling also nodded: "A Ling will be able to live in a room by himself in a few years. There is no need to live with me."
Zuo's father shook his head: "Hua Ling, I know that you have always wanted to leave Zuo's family and return to the way you used to be your home all over the world. So I plan to give A Ling to you, and you can take A Ling away.
I'll leave my girl to you!" After saying that, he patted Hua Ling on the shoulder.
Hua Ling: I don’t understand, I was shocked.
Zuo's mother also stood up and said: "I also agree. After all, in the Zuo family, A Ling is pampered like a princess. There is no way to train him, so giving it to Hua Ling is a good choice. And Hua Ling
We met because we intercepted a convoy of child abductors, so you will definitely be kind to A Ling."
Hua Ling looked at Zuo Ling, who was looking forward to it, at Zuo's father and mother who were expecting and happy, and then helplessly looked at Zuo He, who bowed his head in aggrievedness: "In this case... then I will set off tomorrow."