The man in the column is perished, and the beginning of the treatment is not miserable - Chapter 223
c223 Extra volume:——Qing Zang
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Creaking…
Koji walked out of the room and came outside the house.
It is very dangerous to light a fire and cook medicine in the house.
He turned around and looked around, and finally walked towards a small corner.
…
Wow——
The rain was still falling, but it seemed much lighter than before.
The faint firewood flickered in the rain curtain and was burning cracklingly.
“…Suddenly, everything became very easy…”
Komaji was holding a small pot and squatting under the eaves, looking at the raindrops falling outside and breathing in the moist air in the rain.
He gently shook the small fan in his hand, keeping the flame of the boiler, and slightly looking forward to the future life in his heart.
Gulu gulu…
The medicinal herbs being fried in the small stove were bubbling.
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…
Shortly after.
Komaji, who had boiled the medicine, was holding a small boiler. He opened the door of his room and was about to walk in.
Then I heard my father’s voice blaming himself:
“Ahem! Ahem! Sorry, sorry…”
“Ahem, sure enough, the coughing sound is a bit annoying, I’m sorry…”
Cangya was sitting on the hospital bed. He couldn’t stop coughing, and the cloth he clenched tightly in his hand was covered with blood.
Koji saw his father blaming himself, and his heart sank slightly.
Whenever this happens, he will have the urge to stop such “apology”.
In Komaji’s view, there is no need for an apology for a father who has suffered so much.
“No, no, no, it’s okay, it’s not in the way.”
Shang Quanna waved his hand and stretched out his fingers to gently tap the acupuncture points on Cangya’s body. Through the transparent world, he was slowly restoring the blood circulation in Cangya’s legs.
“You are a patient, this is inevitable, don’t blame yourself.”
As he said this, Kuraya’s slightly frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed.
During the time when Komaji was decoction, Naosenna also learned a lot of information by talking with Shine and Kuraya.
He made some assumptions.
Now, what is different from the original work is that Koji’s mother does not appear in the manga.
But now, Shenhui was sitting across from him.
Possible reasons – perhaps because of his own intervention, Komaji’s birth was exceptionally smooth, resulting in Shinmei’s body being very healthy.
As a result, she successfully lived until Komaji was 15 years old.
With his mother’s advice and discipline, 15-year-old Koji has never done anything like stealing or robbing like he did before.
There are no “sinner” tattoos on his arms.
In the original work, after Komaji became a ghost, all the navy blue stripes on his body were tattoos representing “sinners”.
Perhaps, it was at that time that he truly condemned what he had done.
But now, the money he used to buy medicine seemed to have been earned bit by bit with his own hard work.
In the original book, Komaji started stealing and resisting helplessly at the age of 11.
He even dared to go against the practice.
The current changes may be really good.
Snap.
Shang Quanna squinted his eyes and poked his finger on Kuraya’s calf while thinking.
Pressed lightly.
This is also an experiment. He is trying to see if he can find out the acupoints and meridians, which are almost the same as those of traditional Chinese medicine in this era.
Koji stared at Nao Senna’s back. He was using a fan to gently cool down the boiler he was holding in his hand.
At this time, Shang Quanna’s ears twitched slightly, and he heard the slight rubbing sound from Komaji behind him.
He turned his head slightly, glanced at Komaji, and waved to him slightly: “Have you prepared the medicine? Come here quickly.”
Koji was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses. He jogged two steps and handed the boiler in his hand to Shang Quanna.
Shang Quannai took the small bowl containing the medicinal soup from his hand and placed the boiler next to the tatami.
After handing it to Shinhui, and seeing Shinhui holding the medicinal soup and slowly feeding it to Cangya, Shang Quanna said slowly:
“Your body has been lying down for all these years and is too weak. It cannot be repaired by just taking medicine.”
He took out a small piece of paper from his medicine box. On it was written a list of basic and step-by-step instructions for replenishing body nutrients.
Shang Quanna turned around and handed it to Komaji, holding some money in his hand:
“Go and buy some of the things here. Remember to buy some from time to time and feed your father to eat them together with his usual meals.”
“…This is…” Koji took the list. He touched the golden money hidden in the list. His pupils shrank slightly and he looked at Shang Quanna in a daze:
“We can’t do this…”
“Okay, let’s go quickly, don’t wait any longer.”
Shang Quanna said, stood up from behind Komaji, pushed his shoulders, and walked slowly outside the house.
He turned back and nodded to the confused Kuraya and Shine: “Don’t worry, don’t worry.”
Komaji subconsciously wanted to press the soles of his feet against the floor, and he supported his body with all his strength.
But he was surprised to find that Shang Quannai easily pushed him out despite his strong resistance!
Snap!
Finally, the confused Koji was pushed into the drizzle. He looked back at Shangquan Nai who had retreated into the house.
Shang Quannai just waved his hand gently, but his tone contained a meaning that could not be refused:
“Go and come back quickly.”
Then, click.
Closed the door.
Komaji was left alone, holding the money in his hand tightly and standing in the rain with his head hanging down.
After a long time, he slowly moved towards the place where he could buy these things.
Koji frowned slightly. He lowered his head and glanced at a rectangular golden currency with rounded corners in his hand.
There was some mumbling in his mouth:
“…a guy who talks to himself…”
But he slowly put Shang Quannai’s money into his pocket.
Then he extended his hand again.
Instead, he carefully counted out a few old and dirty coins from another pocket sewn into his clothes.
It’s his own money.
After counting, Koji looked at the list hesitantly, took out some more coins, nodded, and continued walking.
“…In this case, it should be enough.”
…
…
at the same time.
the other side.
A town far away from Edo Castle.
This place is far away from Edo Castle, so there are not many houses around. You can even walk in the surrounding mountains and fields for a long time without seeing a single house.
Only a small part of the center of the town street is inhabited by a few people, forming a small town.
On the machichi street, most of the typical Edo-style houses with one and a half floors were built by their own families, and each family is crowded together.
The muddy ground in Pyongyang is surprisingly not out of the ordinary.
Snap, snap.
“Okay, in this case, that’s pretty much it.”
A man with pigtails and lean black hair, wearing a white martial arts uniform that is easy to move around, is walking on the town street at the moment.
He was smiling, his thick black eyebrows drooping slightly to both sides, and the stubble on his face was surprisingly clean.
On the back of his white martial arts uniform, two powerful calligraphy characters were written: “Su Liu”.
“Lianxue and the others must be a little impatient with the wait. They need to go back as soon as possible.”
The man was talking to himself, holding some simple things that looked like flowers in his arms, and the smile on his face became more and more sincere.
But under his sincere smile, the corners of his raised mouth could not stop trembling, with a hint of force.
When people around him passed by him, they would look at him in surprise.
Everyone knows this man, he is a very optimistic and cheerful guy.
It’s called Qingzang.
He is the owner of the Budokan “Soryu Dojo”.
At the same time, he is also a very kind person. As long as some special people need help, just call him and he will probably come to help.
However, in this era, kindness is not worth a lot of money.
Good people may not always be rewarded.
This man’s daughter… seems to be bedridden all year round, and will probably die soon.
Thinking about it, some people passing by looked at Qingzang with some compassion hidden in their eyes.
The reason why people on the street looked at him strangely was because Keizang rarely wandered around the town streets.
He usually stays near his martial arts gym, “Soryu Dojo”, and today this is…
But no one is prepared to take a closer look at such a figure who is on the fringes of the public. When something happens, they will probably think of someone like You Qingzang.
After thinking for a short while, people around the town began to go about their business again.
Amid everyone’s different thoughts, Qing Zang walked farther and farther with meteoric strides.
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…
Outside the town street.
In a dojo that occupies a large area but is empty.
At the door of the dojo, there is a sign that reads “Su Liu Dojo”.
Although it is empty, the decoration of the dojo is very exquisite. The dry landscape in the courtyard and the small courtyard at the door are all stylish.
Not far from the Suliu Dojo, there is another dojo, and the sound of bamboo knives clashing can be heard from inside.
It’s a kendo gym.
The two monasteries are not far apart, so they can be said to be neighbors.
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now.
Inside the Suliu dojo.
In a room with a door facing the courtyard.
“Ahem! Ahem!”
The girl’s soft cough could be heard faintly, and she seemed to be trying hard to suppress it.
But it had the opposite effect, and she coughed even more violently:
“Ahem!”
in the room.
A girl wearing a pink kimono, with her hair tied up, sweating profusely, and her face was sickly and blushing, was lying on the hospital bed, coughing non-stop.
It seems that he is about twelve or thirteen years old,
She tried hard to breathe oxygen, but it was very difficult.
“Ha…ahem…!”
The pink eyes have white pupils like flowers, which are very beautiful and special.
aside.
Wearing a dark brown kimono and a black waistband, the woman kneeling next to the girl had slightly red eyes and looked at the girl worriedly.
She held the wet warm towel and stretched out her hand to gently wipe the sweat from the girl’s face:
“Lianxue…” The tone was trembling weakly, even with a hint of crying.
The hands that were wiping the girl named “Lianxue” could not help but tremble.
Feeling the trembling on her forehead, Lianxue slowly opened her blurred vision.
She blinked her eyes, but she couldn’t see the ceiling clearly with her blurred vision. It seemed that because her body temperature was getting higher and higher, Lianxue’s mind was a little dizzy at the moment.
“…Ahem, mother, what’s wrong…Ahem…”
Lianxue turned her head in confusion. She was sweating constantly due to the increase in body temperature, and her face became red.
She vaguely saw her mother trembling, and subconsciously blamed herself:
“Ahem…I’m sorry, mother, I…cough! I must have been wasting your time…”
“Ahem! I’m sorry…”
The difficult words came out of the girl’s throat that became hoarse due to coughing:
“Actually…don’t…worry…me, ahem…”
Her voice was very weak, and she had never said so many words at once before.
As if having a premonition, Lianxue thought that this might be the last time she could talk to her mother.
“Mother mother…”
Lianxue’s expression became weaker and weaker, and this state had lasted for more than a while.
Her mother stared at Lianxue’s face for a long time, covering her mouth with her other hand. The sour tip of her nose caused tears to accumulate in her eyes.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”
She lowered her head, put the hand holding the towel weakly on the quilt, and covered her mouth, but her tears couldn’t stop falling.
Snap, snap.
Tears fell on the tatami, soaking a small piece of straw mat.
Lianxue is her daughter.
But she was helplessly watching her daughter pass away.
But she had no ability to leave any trace of her daughter.
From the moment Lianxue was born, her body was extremely weak. She often lay in the hospital bed and was born with asthma.
Under such difficult circumstances, her mother always took good care of Lianxue until she was thirteen years old.
But there is still no hope of curing his daughter, and there is even a faint tendency that his daughter will be ahead of him.
As a mother, how could she bear to watch her daughter suffer like this all the time.
I’ve tried many doctors, but they can’t do anything.
And almost the same, they all gave the words that there is no cure and cherish the rest of your life.
Could it be that he could only watch his daughter die slowly?
Despair, grief, and unwillingness enveloped this exhausted mother.
It was like plunging her into the abyss.
Finally, she slowly raised her head and looked at her daughter’s appearance carefully for the last time.
She stretched out her hand and gently placed it on Lianxue’s face, trying hard to control the expression on her face that was about to burst into tears:
“Lian…xue.” The mother’s voice was trembling uncontrollably.
Lianxue opened her eyes slightly and looked at her mother.
“…Mother, I…have to go out for a while now.”
The mother held her breath. When she saw Lianxue opening her eyes, she quickly turned her head away and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes:
“Your father will be back soon, don’t worry.”
“Be good, don’t want to get up and move around.”
After calming down, she slowly lowered her head, put her forehead against Lianxue’s somewhat hot forehead, and whispered:
“Lianxue, you must listen to your father.”
Lianxue’s head was in a daze. She nodded and made a vague nasal sound: “Yeah!”
The mother finally looked at Lianxue with attachment, and then.
Snap, snap, snap.
She stood up slowly, held back tears, and left the room.
Lianxue felt her mother leaving, she breathed slowly and became slightly nervous.
“…Ahem, mother…”
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