The old man quickly walked forward and put down the basket on his back. He first tested Ye Wuchen's breath, and then squeezed his dry old hand on his wrist. After a while, he showed surprise on his face, then sighed and shook his head. Then he placed his eyes on the girl who was unforgettable after a glance. After pointing his finger on her little wrist, his face suddenly appeared astonished: "At such a young age, he actually has such strong endurance, and he almost exhausted all his vitality and potential... By then, he would be unable to recover. But even now, his vitality has been severely damaged, and he doesn't know when it will take to recover. Alas!"

"For you, the surprising little girl, I will make an exception."

The old man grabbed Ye Wuchen with one hand and Ye Ningxue with the other. The old and dry body easily lifted them in his hands, and then his body rose into the air and flew out of the forest.

Brother...Brother...

In a coma, she kept calling his name, because losing him would be such a great fear for her.

When she was most helpless and unknown why she was alive, he took her hand and became her brother. When everyone rejected her and hated her, he touched her face and said that he would protect her, not let her go hungry, and not let her be bullied. Then he did not hesitate to offend the public and taught those who bullied her a lesson...

From then on, her world was no longer dark, but she had one more him. It was because of his existence that the world was so nostalgic.

If you lose your brother...

She opened her eyes quietly and murmured: "Brother, brother...where are brothers?"

My whole body was sore and weak, and it was so difficult to even move my eyelids. A gentle and old voice answered her: "Child, are you awake? Sleep for a while, you are too tired."

"Brother, I want my brother..."

"Your brother is by your side, so you can sleep with confidence. If you don't keep your strength, who will take care of your brother?"

Ningxue let out a light "um" and finally closed her heavy eyelids and fell into a deep sleep again. She was really tired.

The old man looked at her with a pity for a while and said to himself: "How great would it be if I had this granddaughter. Although my face was destroyed and my hair was still strangely white, my heart was so kind, even my old bone... Well, since I have made an exception once, I will help her again. Anyway, I can't use it if I keep this old bone."

He stretched out his fingers and tapped Ningxue's eyebrows. A warm air flow began to inject from his fingertips. Ningxue's pale face began to gradually appear rosy on her pale face. The old man's mouth smiled and took his hands back, then looked at his hands with a strange look: "After all, it's just a little girl, and it didn't consume much energy... Huh, in this way, she should be able to recover as before after waking up. Oh, it's really hard for her."

only……

His eyes fell on Ningxue's face again, with a look of inquiry on his face, and he said to himself: "It's really strange. It's the first time I have lived for so many years that I have seen such a scar... What exactly is this caused by?"

In the evening, Ningxue finally opened her eyes again. Although her body was still sore and pain, her strength had recovered a lot. She subconsciously called "Brother" and stood up in a hurry. Then she saw Ye Wuchen lying beside her. His face was still as pale as paper, and his breath was almost gone. She stayed there, just staring straight, unable to say a word, and tears quickly condensed in her eyes. She sucked her little nose lightly to hold back her tears, but the tears finally fell.

The old door curtain was lifted open, and the old man walked in with a small bowl, and then said with a smile: "Child, you are awake. Come on, let's drink a bowl of medicinal porridge first."

Ningxue seemed to see hope, and she hurriedly got off the wooden bed, then knelt in front of the old man "stop": "Grandpa, please save your brother, please save your brother, please save your brother... You can do whatever you want Xueer."

After saying that, her little head was about to knock down. The old man quickly helped her up, sighed secretly, and his face was filled with pity: "Child, listen to grandpa and drink this bowl of porridge first, and grandpa will tell you if it's okay? By the way, you can call me Grandpa Long."

"Well, thank you Grandpa Long." Ye Ningxue nodded gratefully, picked up the medicine porridge on the table, and drank it "gulu" without using a spoon, because she was too hungry. Ran had just drunk half of it, and put down the bowl again, "Grandpa Long, I want to give the rest to my brother."

The muscles on the old man's face twitched for a moment, and he finally sighed long and said, "Child, sit down first. Sit next to your brother."

Ningxue sat down as she said, and suddenly became uneasy inside.

At this moment, a cheerful voice from a young man suddenly came from outside: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

The curtain was lifted, revealing a vigorous face, about twenty years old, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, Ying's face was obviously arrogant and a little melancholy. Although this place was just a remote town, this person was not something that ordinary people could have in both momentum and temperament. Seeing Ye Ningxue, he was stunned at first, and then asked with concern: "Little sister, you are awake, are you still feeling uncomfortable in your body?"

Mr. Long had already told him about Ningxue, which moved him and felt even more sad. It is really rare in the world to be so affectionate.

Ningxue raised her little face full of anxiety and asked, "Big Brother, who are you?"

"This is my grandson. His name is Long Zhengyang. Just call him Brother Long." The old man said gently.

A clear look of surprise flashed across Long Zhengyang's face, because he had revealed his real name to an outsider so easily.

"Brother Long... OK, my name is Ningxue, Ye Ningxue, it was the name given to me by my brother." Her eyes stopped on Ye Wuchen's face, hoping that he would wake up immediately.

"The name given to you by your brother... is he your biological brother or?" Long Zhengyang asked in confusion.

Ye Ningxue shook her head: "Others hate me, only my brother treats me the best. She plays with me every day, protects me, and even gives me a name."

Long Zhengyang smiled and said, "Little sister, most people in the world judge people by their appearance, so don't pay attention to it. It seems that this little brother is not a common man, so it's no wonder you don't even want your life for him. By the way, little sister, how did the scars on your face come from?"

Ye Ningxue was stunned for a while, because she had never thought about this problem before, so she could only shake her head and say, "I don't know, like my brother, I don't remember what happened before... Please save my brother quickly, okay..."

Old Man Long's eyes flashed and he sighed, "Yang'er, go and check his condition."

"Me?" Long Zhengyang was surprised: "But grandpa, I only know some of the simplest medical skills, this..."

"You can try it."

Long Zhengyang seemed to understand something and stopped talking. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his right palm and pressed it on Ye Wuchen's chest. But immediately, he withdrew his palm as if he was burned by fire, with a look of horror on his face.

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