"General Wen, I'm sorry for your loss. Today, we must protect our country so that the tragedy will not happen again.”Jing Wei tried his best to comfort her. He talked to Wenpin for a long time, but it seemed that only his body was having the simplest conversation. His mind was blank.
"When have the hundreds of living beings on my horse farm ever offended you? Why did you harm us for no reason?" An old man covered in blood kept pacing back and forth in Jing Wei's mind as he questioned.
There were also many people who looked like wandering ghosts who had been burned to the ground, Wen Xiu's biological parents, the rebel soldiers who had fallen off the cliff, and Yu Xue who was crying in the distance. All of them instantly invaded Jing Wei's mind, questioning and cursing…
" Thank you for your magnanimity, my lord…" Before Wen Pin could finish his sentence, Jing Wei collapsed without warning. "I'm really selfish. " I'm sorry…" Jing Wei, who had fallen, muttered. However, his soft voice could only be heard by the wind. No one in the living would hear it. However, he did not know if he could obtain the forgiveness of the dead.
"Brother, how are you? Better? I was so worried!" Jing Zhi said anxiously beside the bed. When Jing Wei woke up, it was already dusk. The remaining sunlight shone weakly into the room, which was both bright and dark. "Doctor Zhang, how is my lord's health?”Yan Gao asked Zhang Zhongjing from outside the house. His expression was filled with anxiety. Jing Wei couldn't help but feel that his guess was wrong, or rather, Jing Wei hoped that his guess was wrong.
At this time, Zhang Zhongjing seemed to have been busy for a day and looked extremely tired. But he still replied respectfully," Elder Yan, the prefect's body is still stable. This time, it's just because he's overworked and seems to have suffered a huge mental blow." That's why he fainted."
"Mental attack?" Wenpin couldn't help but recall, but what was it about that simple conversation that struck Jing Wei? "Forget it, it's just Doctor Zhang's guess. Don't think too much about it.”After consoling herself, she began to take care of Jing Wei. "My lord, come and drink some tea to refresh yourself. And these fruits." At this moment, Shi Wanbao had thrown away his ruthlessness on the battlefield and was clumsily and gently trying to curry favor. Of course, everyone could see what Shi Wanbao was thinking.
"I'm fine. I made you worry again.”Jing Wei patted his brother's head weakly but gently. Then, she anxiously asked outside the room,"Doctor Zhang, is Pang De awake?"
Zhang Zhongjing saw Jing Wei's question and couldn't help but shake his head bitterly. After bidding farewell to Yan Gao, he went to Jing Wei and said,"This illness can't be cured in a day." Zhang Zhongjing stole a glance at Jing Wei and saw that his eyes were dim, so he raised his voice and said,""However, I am confident that I will awaken General Pang in the future! However, please take good care of yourself!”
Jing Wei was stunned when he saw Zhang Zhongjing's excitement. He smiled bitterly and said,""It's fine, it's fine…I'm afraid I'm already dead.”Jingwei said more and more unbearable. As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence. How should he respond to this?
"Brother, shut up! Why was he always so selfish? Pound is dead, you will be sad. If I die, you will be sad. But have you ever thought that if you die, all of us will be sad? Why are you always so selfish!" Jing Zhi became more and more agitated as he spoke. Perhaps it was because children were too easily emotional, tears streamed down his face as he spoke.
Seeing this, the others tactfully left the room. However, when Yan Gao left, his gaze was complicated and difficult to guess. But who was the one who was really hard to guess?
On March 7th, 186 AD, Pang De, who had been in a coma for more than half a month, finally woke up under Zhang Zhongjing's careful treatment.
"My lord, have the rebels been pacified?" This was the first thing Pang De said when he saw Jing Wei. When they learned that Pang De had woken up, Jing Wei and Jing Zhi rushed over. "Idiot, you should think about yourself occasionally!”Jing Wei said. At the same time, he couldn't help but recall what his younger brother had said to him.
"That's great! Pang De, it's good that you're alright. You can teach me martial arts again in the future.”Jing Zhi said innocently. Perhaps a child was still a child. Wen Pin and the others received the news late, but they also rushed over as quickly as possible to congratulate them. For a moment, the room was filled with joy. However, Zhang Zhongjing, who was a great hero, had a strange expression.
"Cough! Cough!" Zhang Zhongjing deliberately coughed a few times to attract everyone's attention. Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Zhang Zhongjing said seriously,""I'm sorry, little prefect. I'm afraid I'm going to pour cold water on him. Although General Pang is awake now, his bones and muscles are mostly damaged. You must never practice martial arts in the future."
Dead silence, dead silence... Everyone had their own feelings, like Yan Gao's joy, Shi Wanbao's complicated feelings, and the others were either surprised or sad. But their expressions were all the same, as cold as frost. The air seemed to freeze.
Silence. After a long silence, no one was willing to break this annoying silence. " Understood..." In the end, it was Pound, the protagonist of the incident, who broke the silence. His voice was low and calm as if he had just woken up, but Jing Wei, or rather, everyone around him, could hear the deep unwillingness in his voice. It was as if she could hear him shouting at the sky,"Why? Why should he bury decades of hard work?”
This unwillingness was far more painful than studying hard for three years in high school and then suddenly having an accident during the college entrance examination. Who wouldn't be sad?
"My lord…everyone…thank you for your concern. Can you all please leave first and rest for a while?”Although Pang De looked calm, these words were not something that the Pang De Jing Wei knew would say. Jing Wei wanted to say something, but he could only choke on it. No matter what she said, it would be useless to feel such grief, right? Everyone stepped out of the room with a worried look on their faces and gradually walked away. After ensuring that Pang De could not hear them, they began to whisper.
The spring breeze blew, but for Pang De, it was far colder than the winter of December. "Pound, it's fine. There's nothing that can't be overcome!" Only the young Jing Zhi comforted him, but Pang De did not respond. It was as if he was unconscious at that time. Jing Zhi was also brought out by his brother and did not disturb Pang De anymore.
"Hey, why are you looking so bleak?" Pang De seemed to be talking to himself, but he also seemed to be asking the sky. As soon as he finished speaking, Pang De picked up the cut-off broadsword beside him and waved it in the cold courtyard.
Jing Wei and Jing Zhi, who were hiding at the top of the wall, were already sobbing. They clearly knew that they should have stopped him. However, Jing Wei, who had gradually grown into a man, understood that it was fine to just watch silently. Perhaps this was the romance of a man. "Pound, quickly discover us! Quickly discover it! He wanted to prove to Zhang Zhongjing, this stinky doctor, that he was still the old Pang De!”Jing Zhi's voice seemed to grow louder and louder as he spoke, as if he was anxiously hoping that Pang De would discover him.
In the end, Pang De fell to the ground. However, no matter how painful it was, he still held on tightly to the large cut-off saber in his hand, as if it was the last dignity of a martial artist.
"Brother, let's go!" Jing Wei held his brother's hand with tears in his eyes and was about to leave. " But... but..." Jing Zhi wanted to say something, but Jing Wei forcefully took him away. Jing Wei did not stop Pang De, nor did he go in to greet Pang De.
Pang De was a real man, a true warrior. No martial artist would want others to see their ugly state. Jing Wei brought his younger brother further and further away. Then, he seemed to hear the sharp sound of a knife and the unwillingness to fall to the ground not long after.
"Sir, why don't you stay for a few more days?" Jing Wei asked.
"No, Doctor. When medicine travels the world, the four seas are home." Zhang Zhongjing replied politely, then bowed rudely and left.
"Haha, forget it. Thank you for your good intentions, sir. Zhang is used to being alone.”Zhang Zhongjing didn't turn around. After leaving this sentence, he strode away. Jiao Chu had also led his men out. Everyone was busy settling down in Wan City after the disaster.
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