Chapter 38 Thirty-seventh chapter see through life and death

Next to him was a young man in a fine attire who stood up and protested, "This is by no means a minor injury. That gentleman's injury is so severe that the students have never seen it before." The younger brother stared at him and said, "What are you?" The young man said: "Students are not things, students are people, called Jian Chuanxue." The younger brother said, "Are you Jian Fusheng's son?" Jian Chuanxue said: "Yes." The younger brother said: "Since your name is Jian Chuanxue, you must have taught him medicine, and you must have a lot of knowledge."

Jian Chuanxue said: "Although the students have little talent and learning, they still know a little about the medical theory of Dao Gui Jinchuang." He pointed to the people behind, and said: "These uncles are also veterans, and the wounds that I can't heal, others can't heal either." The little brother said angrily: "How do you know that others can't be cured?" Jian Chuanxue said: "There are five wounds on that gentleman's body, two of which are old wounds, and three of which were stabbed with sharp swords only two days ago. It's deep, and the muscles and bones at the joints have been injured."

He took a breath, and continued: "After the patient is injured, if he seeks medical treatment immediately, he may be saved. Unfortunately, he was overworked after the injury, and he drank too much alcohol. fester." Every sentence he said was indeed to the point, and the younger brother could only listen in on it. Jian Chuanxue said: "But the serious ones are those two old wounds. Even if we can heal the new wounds, he can only live another seven days." The younger brother's expression changed: "Seven days?" Jian Chuanxue said: "Up to seven days."

The younger brother said: "But those two old creations seem to have been shut down already?" Jian Chuanxue said: "Because the scars have been shut down, I can only live for another seven days at most." The little brother said: "I don't understand!" Jian Chuanxue said: "Of course you don't understand. There are not many people who understand this kind of thing. Unfortunately, he knows one, and it happens to be his friend." The little brother didn't understand even more: "Is it his friend?" Jian Chuanxue said: "After he was injured, he happened to meet this friend. This friend happened to be carrying the best Jinchuang medicine and the most poisonous Huagu powder."

He sighed: "Gold wound medicine grows muscle, dissolves bone and erodes bone. When the sword mark closes, the wound poison has penetrated into the bone. Within seven days, all 137 bones in his body will turn into pus and blood." .” As soon as the younger brother grabbed his hand, he held it tightly: "Is there no medicine to cure this poison?" Jian Chuanxue said: "No!" The little brother said: "Is there no one who can detoxify this poison?" Jian Chuanxue said: "No." His answer was simple, clear, and affirmative, making it impossible to doubt, let alone believe.

But how painful and cruel it is for the younger brother to believe this kind of thing. Only he knows who this friend of Jian Chuan's theory is, and because he knows, the pain is deeper. Only pain and nothing else.Because he can't even hate. You can't love what you should love, and you can't hate what you should hate. For a young man whose blood is not yet cold, how can this kind of pain be endured? He suddenly heard Xie Xiaofeng asking: "Seven days at most, how many days at least?" He didn't dare to turn his head to face Xie Xiaofeng, nor did he want to hear Jian Chuanxue's answer.

But he has heard! "Three days." Although Jian Chuanxue's answer was equally clear and affirmative, his voice also had a kind of helpless sadness: "It may only be three days at least." What kind of reaction will a person have when he suddenly finds out that he has only three days left in his life? Xie Xiaofeng's reaction was very strange.he laughed. Death is not a ridiculous thing, absolutely not. Why is he laughing? Is it because of contempt and ridicule for life?Or is it because of the kind of freedom that has seen through everything? The younger brother suddenly turned around and rushed over, loudly said: "Why are you still laughing? How can you still laugh?"

Xie Xiaofeng didn't answer, but asked instead: "Everyone has come from a long way, the master doesn't even serve wine?" Jian Chuanxue's hands were shaking all the time, and only then did he let out a long breath. "Drink a drink" means, usually not really just a drink. After three cups, Jian Chuanxue's hand regained its stability. Alcohol can relax people's nerves and stabilize their emotions. But a trauma doctor who holds a knife all year round should not have a pair of hands that often tremble. Xie Xiaofeng had been staring at his hand, and suddenly asked, "Do you often drink?"

Jian Chuanxue said: "I often drink, but not much." Xie Xiaofeng said: "If a person drinks a lot, is it because he likes to drink?" Jian Chuanxue said: "Probably so." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Since you like to drink, why don't you drink more?" Jian Chuanxue said: "Because drinking too much is always harmful to the body, so..." Xie Xiaofeng said: "So although you want to drink in your heart, you have to force yourself to control yourself." Jane Biography admitted. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Because you still want to live, and you want to live for a few more years, the longer the better." Jian Chuanxue can't deny it—life is so precious, who doesn't cherish it?

Xie Xiaofeng raised his glass, drank it all, and said: "When everyone is alive, there must be many things that they want to do but dare not do, because as long as a person wants to live, he will inevitably have many constraints and many scruples. .” Jian Chuanxue sighed again, and said with a wry smile: "Among the Baba sentient beings, who can be unrestrained and do whatever they want!" Xie Xiaofeng said: "There is a kind of person!" Jian Chuanxue said, "Which kind?" Xie Xiaofeng smiled and said: "People who know that they can only live for a few days at most."

He was laughing, but besides himself, who else could bear to laugh?Who can laugh? Of all human tragedies, which one is more tragic than death? An eternal sorrow. The wine is almost enough. Still not enough. Xie Xiaofeng asked suddenly: "If you knew that you could only live for a few more days at most, what would you do in these few days?" It was a curious question, curious and amusing, yet with a cruel irony. Maybe many people have asked themselves in the dead of night when they couldn't sleep! ——If I can only live for three more days at most, what will I do during these three days? But there must not be many people who would ask this question to others. He didn't ask a certain person, but everyone present. Suddenly someone stood up in the seat and said loudly: "If it were me, I would kill someone!" This person is called Shi Jingmo. In Xihe, the Shi family is a well-known family. His ancestors and grandfathers were all famous Confucian doctors. It is the ninth generation that has been passed down to him, and each generation is a gentleman who abides by the rules. Of course he is also a gentleman, taciturn and polite, but now he can say such a sentence, people who know him are of course very surprised. Xie Xiaofeng laughed: "Are you going to kill people? How many people?" Shi Jingmo seemed taken aback by this question, and murmured: "How many people to kill? How many people can I kill?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "How many do you want to kill?" Shi Jingmo said: "I originally only wanted to kill one, but now that I think about it, the other two should die as well!" Xie Xiaofeng said: "They are very sorry for you?" Shi Jingmo gritted his teeth, with anger in his eyes, as if his enemies were already in front of him, and he could cut off their heads at any time. Xie Xiaofeng sighed, and said: "It's a pity that you still have many days to live, so you can only watch them live freely, and they may live longer than you." Shi Jingmo was stunned for a long time, his clenched fists gradually relaxed, the anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he said sadly: "That's right, because I can still live, so I can only let them live." His voice was full of helpless sadness, to be able to live, for him, it seemed to have become a burden. He couldn't help but ask himself in his heart. ——If a person wants to continue to live, is it lucky?Still unlucky? Xie Xiaofeng suddenly turned his face, stared at Jian Chuanxue, and said, "What about you?" Jian Chuanxue had been thinking for a long time, and was obviously taken aback by this question: "Me?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "You are a very talented person with a good background, good knowledge, and you are strong and upright. You must have always been respected by others. Of course, you yourself dare not do anything beyond the rules and etiquette." Jian Chuanxue cannot deny it. Xie Xiaofeng said: "But if you could only live for three days, what would you do?" Jian Chuanxue said: "I...I will make proper arrangements for the funeral, and then wait quietly for death." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Really?" His gaze was like a sharp knife, as if it had pierced into his heart: "Are you telling the whole truth?" Jian Chuanxue nodded, then raised his head suddenly, and said loudly: "It's not the truth, not at all." He drank three glasses of wine in one breath, but said loudly: "If I can only live for three more days, I will go eat and drink, go whoring and gambling, and find all the whores in the city, strip off and have sex with them hide and seek." His father looked at him in surprise, and said, "You...how did you think of doing such a thing?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "This kind of thing is very interesting, if you only have three days to live, maybe you will do it too!" Jian Chuanxue said: "I...I..." Xie Xiaofeng said: "It's a pity that you all have to live for a long time, so even if you think about it terribly, you can only think about it secretly." Jian Chuanxue finally sighed, and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, I don't even dare to think about it." A twenty-eight or nine-year-old pretty lady walked in with a big bowl of steaming red braised duck. Xie Xiaofeng asked her suddenly: "If you can only live for three days, what do you want to do?" The aunt was also taken aback by the question, and was speechless for a long time. The younger brother said with a sullen face, "Since Mr. Xie is asking you, you have to tell the truth." The aunt was shy and scared, and finally blushed and said: "I want to marry someone." Xie Xiaofeng said: "You have never been married!" The aunt said: "No." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Why don't you marry?" The aunt said: "I was sold as a maid since I was a child, what kind of man can I marry? What kind of man is willing to marry me?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "But if you can only live for three days, you don't care what kind of person you want to marry!" The aunt said: "As long as it's a man, it's fine as long as it's a living man." Because of this, her face was already glowing with excitement, and she suddenly laughed again: "Then I will kill him." It's not surprising that a girl in her twenties wants to get married, but the following sentence makes people unable to understand. Everyone was taken aback again: "Since you are already married to him, why did you kill him again?" The aunt said: "Because I have never been a widow, I still want to taste what it is like to be a widow." Everyone looked at each other, wanted to laugh, but couldn't. No one would have imagined that such a woman would have such absurd and terrific thoughts. The aunt said: "It's a pity that I won't die yet, so not only can I not be a widow, but I may not even be able to get married." She lowered her head, sighed softly, put down the rice in her hand, and walked out the door with her head lowered. After a long time, suddenly someone in the seat muttered to himself: "If I can only live for three days, I will definitely marry her." This man was called Yu Juncai, who was also a famous doctor, but he was born with a strange shape, not only hunchbacked and lame, but also full of pockmarks. Just because he is famous—not only talented, but also ugly, even though the matchmaker tried every means to propose marriage for him, as soon as the other party heard the name of "Doctor Ma", he would immediately back away. People drove them out with brooms. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Do you really want to marry her?" Yu Juncai said: "This woman is clean and beautiful. To be able to marry such a wife is considered a blessing, but it's a pity..." Xie Xiaofeng said: "It's a pity that since you are not going to die, you have to take care of your family's face, you can't marry a girl back in a sedan chair for eight people." Yu Juncai could only nod, sigh, smile wryly, and drink. Xie Xiaofeng laughed again.Everyone looked at him and smiled. Xie Xiaofeng said: "You all wanted to ask me just now, how can a person who knows that he is going to die can still laugh? Why don't you ask now?" No one answered, no one could answer. Xie Xiaofeng answered for them himself: "Because you are secretly envious of me now, because I can do whatever you want to do but dare not do." If a person can have fun and do whatever he wants for a few days, I believe that many people will secretly envy them in their hearts. Yu Juncai had already had two glasses of wine, and suddenly asked, "What about you? What do you want to do in these three days?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "I want you to marry her." Yu Juncai was surprised again: "Who will you marry?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "My righteous sister." Yu Juncai said, "Your righteous sister? Who is your righteous sister?" Xie Xiaofeng rushed out suddenly, and pulled Aunt Qiao Niang in who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping. "My adopted sister is her." Yu Juncai was stunned. Aunt Qiao Niang was also stunned. Xie Xiaofeng said: "What's your surname, what's your name?" The aunt lowered her head and said: "What other surname is there for a girl? The master gave me a name, Fangmei, and I will be called Fangmei!" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Now you have a surname, surname Xie!" Fangmei said, "Surname Xie?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Now you are my righteous sister, my surname is Xie, what if your surname is not Xie!" Fangmei said: "But you...you..." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I am Cuiyun Peak, Lushui Lake, Excalibur Villa, Xie Xiaofeng, the third young master of the Xie family." Fangmei seems to have heard this name before: "The third young master of the Xie family? Xie Xiaofeng?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "No matter who becomes the righteous sister of the third young master of the Xie family, it is definitely not a shameful thing!" He pointed at Yu Juncai: "Although this man is not a beautiful man, he must be a good husband." Fangmei lowered her head even lower. Xie Xiaofeng took her hand and placed it in Yu Juncai's: "Now I announce that you are married, is there any objection?" No, of course not. This is a happy event, a very unusual happy event, completely unruly, and even a little ridiculous. But no matter what kind of happy event, it can cheer up people's spirits, only Shi Jingmo still looks very depressed. Xie Xiaofeng walked over slowly, and suddenly asked: "Is that person your friend?" Shi Jingmo said: "Which person?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "I'm sorry for your people." Shi Jingmo clenched his fists: "I...I have always regarded him as a friend, but he..." Xie Xiaofeng said: "What did he do to apologize to you?" Shi Jingmo closed his mouth tightly and didn't even say a word, but tears were about to flow from his eyes. He couldn't bear to say it, and he couldn't say it. No matter how great the hatred, how deep the pain, he could grit his teeth and endure it, but he couldn't bear the humiliation this incident brought him. Xie Xiaofeng looked at him with sympathy in his eyes: "I can see that you are an honest person." Shi Jingmo lowered his head: "I'm just a useless person." Honest people mean that they are usually useless people. Xie Xiaofeng said: "But you have at least read books." Shi Jingmo said: "Maybe it's because I have read books that I become so useless!" Xie Xiaofeng said: "It's useful." Shi Jingmo smiled, his smile was full of self-mockery and sarcasm: "Useful? What's the use?" Xie Xiaofeng sneered: "Sometimes you can kill with a pen too."