Chapter 327 Who shares me, Zui Mingyue 4

The dazzling moon completely burned the night sky.

This twists and turns on February 16th is destined to be another sleepless night.

"He has been looking very bad these past few days. I thought he had something on his mind. I just thought he was drinking to drown his sorrows. In fact, he was holding on to his body but I didn't notice... What am I doing, big brother...

"After meeting Shengnan, Xinyu couldn't help blaming himself. But Shengnan understood that things were beyond Xinyu's control.

Could it be that the headache was caused by the cold air of the Ning family? Song Xian, who was cold, insisted on breaking into the altar of the Ning family with him, so he was eroded by the cold, but he still persevered? However, in these days, every battle has actually

Song Xian was all involved, with Ning Xiaorong, with Xuanyuan Jiuye and Chu Fengliu, with the Eighth Formation of the Maze, and even with Lin Meicai's Ecstasy. After fighting for so long, it turned out that he was just trying to hold on to his physical strength... but he finally didn't wait for Yu.

When Ze came back, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell ill...

In Song Xian's tent, there were several military doctors treating him earlier. Lanshan came out and told Qian: "Brother Yang's condition is somewhat similar to that of the leader last time. They both suffered from head trauma. The difference is that the leader suffered a traumatic injury.

The reason why Brother Yang has a headache is that the meridians of the brain are damaged and the blood is stagnant."

"Internal injuries? Is it really because of the cold air in Hantan..." All signs pointed to Hantan, with a worried look on his face.

"Is the cold air in the cold pool really so vicious? Why is everyone else okay?" General Hai stood on one side and wondered. Qian speculated: "The Ning family's cold pool must have its own unique effect, and only a few people know about it.

Mysterious, it seems necessary to invite Ning Xiaorong to explain it here to find out the truth."

Fan Yu nodded: "I told Master He just now, and I believe Ning Xiaorong is on the way here."

Qian was startled and nodded: "It would be best if she invites her." He turned around and asked Lanshan, "How is Song Xian's current condition?"

"He is stable for the time being and is still awake. You can go and see him."

The generals immediately entered the tent to visit Song Xian. As expected, Murong Jingjie was also there. When he saw Qian, Murong's expression was obviously unnatural. His eyes were red from crying. Murong Jingjie was not as prickly as usual. For a moment,

, and then he said one sentence: "He suffered a serious head injury when he was in Kuizhou... He took care of him for a long time before he recovered, but now... he has..."

"I understand, he will get better and recover." Qian said softly, Murong choked with sobs and nodded, his sincerity evident in his behavior.

"Shengnan, Xinyu..." Shengnan and Xinyu all stepped forward. Song Xian's eyes were still clear, but they could not hide the extreme pain.

"Song Xian, what do you think?" they both said in unison.

"I...I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until Yuze comes back..." Song Xian's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Everyone in Shengnan Xinyu was shocked. On the side, Murong Jingji couldn't help crying.

"What I said is true..." His lips were still bloody a moment ago, but they turned pale after Shengnan Xinyu arrived, as if he was waiting for them to come and have something to say.

The military doctor immediately came forward to diagnose him, and his face changed drastically: "It was already stable just now. I didn't expect the injury to worsen so quickly..."

"First follow your method and save him immediately! You must save Yang Shaoxia's life!" Qian immediately ordered.

"Don't worry, Shaoxia Lin, I will do my best." A military doctor who was about forty years old came up again. Compared to the one whose expression had changed drastically just now, he looked clearly mature and steady.

"Shengnan...listen to me...finish what I'm saying..." The weak Song Xian tried his best to grab Qian's arm.

"Conserve your strength. It won't be too late to tell me when you recover from your injuries." Qian's face was gentle and his tone was steady but firm.

"King of the Alliance." At this moment, Hui Ru had already brought Ning Xiaorong into the camp. As soon as Ning Xiaorong saw Yang Songxian's condition, he knew the whole story and admitted: "His injuries were indeed caused by my family.

The effect of cold air."

"How come no one else was hurt by the cold?" Hai Qi asked.

"Everyone must have been eroded by the cold, it's just mild or severe. If his head has been severely injured in the first place, the symptoms will be the most obvious." Ning Xiaorong said.

Qian's heart was shocked, and she finally understood: It turns out that what Yin'er and Song Xian have in common is not cold body, but severe head trauma? Therefore, as soon as Yin'er came into contact with the cold pool, her eyesight decreased, she had a headache and felt nauseous...

In this way, Song Xian is the same, but Song Xian hid it from him, just to experience even one night with him, and for the three brothers to return to the past, Song Xian went so far as to stay in the cold pool for such a long time.

time……

"What kind of harm will happen if you are injured by the cold?" Xinyu asked urgently.

"It will stimulate the mind. You must have heard that the magic sect has the term "cold pool brainwashing". My family's Hantan is a typical example. People who are eroded by the cold will have disordered thoughts, reduced or even loss of memory, and mental instability.

He suffers from dizziness, confusion, and sometimes even numbness in his limbs. This is probably what he is like now," Ning Xiaorong explained.

"So serious? But not only did Song Xian not suffer from memory loss, he also recovered his memory..." Xinyu looked at Song Xian painfully. At this moment, he only hated himself for not knowing medical skills, even though the military doctor had analyzed Song Xian's symptoms.

Acupoints were selected on the meridian, but acupuncture could only relieve his headache, but it may not be able to cure the legacy of cold air erosion.

"I said that the cold can stimulate the mind. He originally lost his memory, so he may have been stimulated by the cold and recovered briefly." Ning Xiaorong said, "He shouldn't try to break into my Ning family's cold pool. Now the cold

It has penetrated into his brain and meridians. His limbs will be numb and he will lose his senses. That is almost certain..."

"Is there any special treatment method?" Qian asked. Ning Xiaorong shook his head: "If he is eroded by the cold, he can only resign himself to his fate. I think his injury is not serious. If the treatment is not good, his life will be in danger. Fortunately, he recovered.

It will take at least half a year." When everyone heard this, their expressions changed. Ning Xiaorong meant that even if Song Xian recovered, his vitality would be severely damaged. But these words of resignation hit Qian's heart hard, and Qian's face turned pale.

Bing Bing: "He must recover. No matter how much it costs, he must be cured!"

"Don't worry, Shaoxia Lin. I have diagnosed and treated the same disease for Shaoxia Hanze and Ye Han. I can guarantee that Shaoxia Yang will not be in danger of his life." The military doctor was originally from the Short Knife Valley. However, Ning Xiaorong heard Hanze Ye's words.

The name inevitably changes his face, feeling happy and sad at the same time.

Qian's face showed joy: "Then I'll leave it to you, senior."

"However, we must do our best and obey fate. His mind was injured in the past. This trip to Hantan is harmful rather than beneficial. I think you all must be mentally prepared. The matter is more serious than you previously thought..." the military doctor said,

"I will take over the treatment of him now. Within half a year, his body should gradually recover, but his memory may not be restored with this recovery, and may even gradually disappear..."

"Gradually missing? In other words, Song Xian might not be able to remember what happened in the past? He has even forgotten everything about what happened now?!" Xinyu sneered, "This... what is this?

What do you mean? Are you kidding?!"

Could it be said that the recovery of this memory is to lose it again? If he had known this, Sheng Nan would rather have Song Xian lose his memory for the rest of his life than let him set foot in the cold pool, let alone provoke him and say "Yang"

Song Xian, do you dare to bet with me that I know your past better than she does?" He knows Song Xian best. However, Song Xian has always overcome difficulties, and it is impossible for Song Xian not to care about his past...

…So, they all succeeded in forcing him to recover his memory, but with the help of cold pool stimulation…

In the silence, he suddenly heard Song Xian's weak voice, and now his consciousness was not blurry: "I hope that after losing my memory, I can still remember the friendship between our three brothers, and don't do anything sorry to you like this time... Sheng

Nan, Xinyu, let me take a good look at you again. Before I lose my memory, I want to remember your appearance..." He was really optimistic. When everyone was sad for him, there was a sense of relaxation in his tone.

comfort.

"No...it won't be like this, I won't lose my memory again...we three brothers, it took a lot of effort to get here..." Xinyu touched Song Xian's stiff limbs and knew that Song Xian was the one Ning Xiaorong said was the most serious.

Condition, body numbness, sensory impairment. Maybe from now on, Song Xian's body will deteriorate, especially his memory... Thinking of this, Xinyu's shoulders were shaking, "Why... why do you have to suffer this kind of torture..."

When Xinyu was in grief, Shengnan could not show his vulnerability. After the last disaster, he was obviously more stable and stronger: "Songxian, I want you to remember these memories. You, Yang Songxian, have too many wrongdoings."

Extraordinary experiences cannot be simply forgotten. You must remember them. Only by remembering these can you regain your willpower!"

Xinyu nodded repeatedly, crying: "Yes, we must not forget it, we must not forget it!"

Song Xian shook his head, smiled bitterly, and his expression became worse and worse: "Shengnan, in the past, Xinyu listened to you, and so did I. But this time, please listen to me... Only if I forget can everything be fulfilled.

You and Yuze... this is God's best arrangement..." His consciousness began to blur, Song Xian's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually only Shengnan could hear: "Promise me not to care about me, and love Yuze well...

...Keeping Yu Ze all to myself will make me lose my memory..."

Qian Qiang endured the pain and immediately signaled to the military doctor to save Song Xian. The situation could no longer be delayed for a moment, but Song Xian insisted on asking him to agree, "Promise me, Shengnan...let me lose my memory and keep Yuze all to myself, promise me...

"

Song Xian held Qian's hand tightly and fell into coma with only this consciousness left. The eyes of everyone present were focused on Qian, expecting him to reply quickly.

"Okay, I promise you." Qian replied in a low voice. After a long time, Song Xian's hand gradually relaxed. It was obviously his last strength, and he was satisfied and had no worries.

"Everyone who has nothing to do with him should leave first. Just stay with the little girl." The military doctor designated Helanshan to stay, as if he was interested in Lanshan's calmness. "Come and help me look after him."

I don’t know if he walked out on his own or was squeezed out by others. In a daze, he was already outside the tent. Xinyu’s footsteps were heavy and he couldn’t move anymore. “How could this happen? I really never thought that one day Song Xian would be injured and his limbs would become numb.

Can't move..."

Like Xinyu, Qian was unwilling to leave at all. Song Xian's warmth was still in the palm of his hand, and he firmly believed that Song Xian could recover tenaciously. Among the nine points of the world, there would always be a place for Yang Songxian, the jade-faced little white dragon...

…

But why did Qian feel that his blood flow was slowing down? It was so difficult to flow through every inch of the meridians, which made Qian clearly realize that his blood was cold at this moment.

"Brother Lin, Mr. Wu, don't worry. That is the miracle doctor of our Dandao Valley, Dr. Fan Jingfan. There is no one he can't heal. It is said that he was the one who cured the injury on the back of Uncle Liu's head. Now

Uncle Liu is still top-notch in martial arts, and the injury on his head doesn't affect him at all..." Seeing everyone's silence, General Hai tried to adjust the atmosphere, "But Doctor Fan has a weird temper, and he won't give him ten thousand taels of gold if he doesn't want to save him.

Save, those who want to save will chase you and give you medicine, pester you and bandage your wounds..." General Hai stopped mid-sentence. He also knew that no one was in the mood to follow his topic now.

"The only thing we can do now is to believe in Song Xian and Doctor Fan." Qian understood his kindness and responded in a low voice. General Hai nodded happily: "Yes, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome. Maybe Yang Shaoxia will be a blessing in disguise!"

"

"If it had been discovered earlier, maybe it wouldn't have deteriorated to this point..." Xinyu shook his head, "I've been with him these past few days, but I haven't noticed anything unusual about him..."

Fan Yu persuaded him in a low voice: "Master Wu, if this is an inevitable disaster in Yang Shaoxia's life, no matter how many restrictions he has, it will not help. Just imagine that he had to go to Hantan in order to retrieve his past. I can't blame him.

Let alone blame others... After all, none of us knew that the cold pool of the Ning family would harm him. If Ning Xiaorong didn't explain, none of us would have known that it was so serious..."

"Is all this really God's will?" Xinyu sighed and turned to look at Qian: "Shengnan, maybe it's like what Song Xian said, this is God's best arrangement... Since you have agreed

If you don't love him, then follow God's will and love Yuze well... You must love Yuze more than before, and love Song Xian as well... Although, I know this is cruel to Song Xian... but

After all...it's Song Xian's wish..." Xinyu was choked before he finished speaking.

Qian nodded calmly without showing any sadness. At this moment, Xinyu felt that he could be so cruel to Song Xian.

Song Xian, did I actually agree to let you lose your memory? Why, you are the one who lost it, and you are the one who was punished. In this love between three people, you have sacrificed the most, so why is it that you are the one suffering from the beginning to the end?

, you were tortured...

Qian's heart became completely stiff as the blood gradually became colder: I'm sorry, Song Xian, I didn't expect that I would become more and more deceitful. I just deceived Yin'er into living in seclusion with Yun Yan, and now I deceived Song Xian into using the name of amnesia to get you.

Exit. Song Xian, I will not promise you. If you really lose the memory of you and Yuze, I will not monopolize it, never...

The dream that belonged to the three brothers, drinking and singing together, drunkenly killing the enemy, working hand in hand to control the world, was a heroic dream. After waking up from the dream, all that remained was desolation. Looking silently at the lonely moon in the day, Qian finally understood,
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