Jiang Rao was speechless as if he had lost his voice.

On the 39th day, she was in a heavy snow, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He, why is he here?

She quickly rolled down from him, leaned over to pull him up, but saw his eyes closed, as if he had fainted.

Jiang Rao was anxious.

She hurriedly put his arms on her shoulders, trying to use her body as support, trying to prop him up.

But although he was weak, he was a whole head taller than Jiang Rao. The muscles he had acquired from his martial arts practice were solid, and it was not something that a weak and weak girl like Jiang Rao could support alone.

Jiang Rao turned her head to call Ming Shao, "Ming Shao, come and help me."

Ming Shao heard the sound and came over, her fingers were about to touch Rong Ting's arm, but Rong Ting's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were so gloomy that they looked like a poisonous snake that had just crawled out of the dark night, and there was a dense fog inside. Essentially, "Don't touch me."

The deep voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, during which he coughed heavily, filled with cold warnings.

Ling Mingshao's hand suddenly froze in mid-air, and then shrank back.

Jiang Rao recalled his strange problem of not liking others approaching, and became trembling for a while, thinking about whether to quickly let go of her arms around his waist and his shoulders while he was not paying attention.

But when she was hesitating, he leaned over and put all the weight of his body on her.

His cheeks were pressed against her shoulder blades, his head was resting on her shoulders, and a few strands of his messy long hair fell to her chest. When he closed his eyes, the greed and cruelty just now disappeared. , just a poor sick beauty.

The rapid breathing sounded like she was enduring great pain, and the slightly hot breath wrapped around Jiang Rao's neck, making her skin itchy.

Jiang Rao seemed to think of something at this moment

When she fell, she was afraid that she might have hit his injured legs.

She suddenly fell into an ice cave, turned her head and called out to Ming Shao, "Ming Shao, go and invite the doctor!"

...

Just before the old doctor arrived, Rong Ting completely fainted.

Jiang Rao was anxious to become an ant on the hot pot. She carried him on her back alone, not daring to stop a single step. She kept clenching her teeth and carried him into his room. She put him on the bed in the room, exhausted. is sweat.

After the old doctor came, Jiang Rao stayed by the side, anxiously waiting for the old doctor's diagnosis.

She crouched on the side of the bed,

He was so anxious that he wanted to quickly ask the old doctor how the young man was doing now, but he was afraid that he would make a noise and disturb the old doctor's consultation. He bit his lip and didn't dare to make a sound.

The old doctor frowned the whole time, and after seeing Rong Ting's diagnosis, he kept shaking his head.

Jiang Rao immediately asked, "Doctor's leg..."

The old doctor interrupted her, frowned and said, "Why are you so careless? Even if he is your future husband and you have a closer relationship with him, you shouldn't jump on him directly."

"Huh?" The future prince? Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, and then her fair little face immediately turned red, "No, it's not mine, the future gentleman..."

She didn't jump on him either...

"No?" The old doctor muttered, but his eyes were quite suspicious.

The last time he came to see the doctor, the little boy on the bed didn't drink any medicine except her, and only had a close relationship with her. Today, seeing her so nervous again, he felt that their relationship was not normal. Seeing that they were both young, Even before the wedding age, thought they would be a fiancée...

Besides, the two of them look so well-matched, it's a bit weird to say that they are not a married couple...

Jiang Rao didn't know how the old doctor thought of going there, so she blushed and asked the old doctor, "Doctor, tell me quickly if there is anything wrong with his leg."

The old doctor sighed, "He's injured his leg. He's obviously recovered in the past few days, but he was hit by a heavy object today, I'm afraid..."

The heavy object, that is, Jiang Rao, a heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

"I'm afraid" those two words made the question in her throat seem heavy and choked, "Yes, can it be better?"

The old doctor sighed in a heavy tone, "The old man has no choice. Few people in the world can cure his leg injury. Maybe Hua Tuo's reincarnation can cure his leg injury. That's it, I'll give him some medicine, let him relieve the pain first, and wake up quickly, the rest are old and sparse, and I can't help."

Jiang Rao froze all over.

She looked at Rong Ting with trembling eyes.

He closed his eyes and slumbered, his face was pale, and there was a sickness entwined around him.

Jiang Rao's heart surged with great remorse.

Originally, he had hope of recovery, but she was abruptly smashed it.

If had known, she shouldn't have come to him.

Since I met him, his two faintings were all related to her. In order not to be revengeful for herself, she said she wanted to be nice to him, but now it was her, causing his legs to never be cured...

Guilt weighed down on her like a boulder, and the remorse that swept over her almost drowned her to the point of suffocation.

The long eyelashes were gradually soaked with tears, and two lines of tears flowed silently along her red eyes.

...

After returning home, Jiang Rao locked herself in her father's study to read medical books and classics like a patient who was desperately ill.

But she crammed to read such two pages of medical books, how could she dare to have the ability of an old doctor to practice medicine for a lifetime.

The old doctor said that a disease that cannot be cured is a disease that cannot be cured.

Jiang Rao knew this clearly in her heart, but it was precisely because she knew it clearly that she became more and more sour and desperate, and refused to give up her struggle. In just two days, she lost weight quickly, and the baby fat on her cheeks disappeared visibly. , The original bright and moving face, a little more sad and haggard.

She hadn't gone to see the young man these days. She used to be afraid of him, but now, she's a sinner who ruined his life. How could she have the face to see him?

Jiang Rao even hated her dreams in her heart.

Can you know what happened next? How about trying your best? Even though she hollowed out her thoughts to change the ending of her dreams, the results of each dream have not changed in the end, but they have reached the same goal. If that's the case, what's the use of her dreams?

She was in a gloomy mood for several days, until that night, she had another dream.

In the dream, I dreamed that I found a way to cure the leg injury of the teenager.

Dazhao has a famous doctor named Ren Fuqing, who can cure all kinds of diseases, which is more powerful than the imperial doctor in the palace. But he is unrestrained by nature, and he fights with her father when he was young. He doesn't like restraint, and regards imperial power as nothing. He is determined not to be an imperial doctor, but only a traveling doctor. At the age of twenty-nine, he set himself a Rules: Do not enter Jinling in this life.

Recently, this person happened to pass through Yecheng.

But because of the heavy snow, even though Ren Shenyi passed through Yecheng, he took a detour.

Jiang Rao watched him go away in a dream, but there was nothing she could do. She was so anxious that she vomited blood and woke up in the middle of the night.

In the darkness where the five fingers were not visible, Jiang Rao sat on the bed with a heartbeat. She stretched out her hand to hold down her chaotic beating heart, and said, "Ren Fuqing..."

Before waking up, there was one last image left in her mind.

The horse-drawn carriage she rode drove down the snow-covered mountain road and rushed down the cliff at the corner.

But Jiang Rao couldn't care less about it now.

When she thought that the genius doctor who could cure the boy's leg injury was about to pass by here, the depressed mood that had been in her heart for several days was swept away, and was replaced by a kind of ecstasy and urgent hope.