Ji Chang vacated the ward and went all the way back to his residence, only to slow down when he entered the door, he closed the door, slowly sat down on the couch, and closed his eyes with his head closed.

Hokuzome stood outside the window, looking at him through the cracks in the prop up.

The unsmiling, calm and reliable gentleman seemed to have been deflated by this incident, and the tall figure in the candlelight seemed so thin at this moment, that people couldn't help but feel a faint pain in their hearts.

Sure enough, people's hearts are long, and it is impossible to be completely unaffected by external objects, and for Ji Changkong, who is good at hiding his emotions, this is a manifestation of his sadness and self-blame. But he knew that this powerless appearance could not be seen by others, and everyone regarded him as a pillar, and if he was depressed and depressed, then those who were sick would feel that they had no life to live.

In many cases, it is not really a cruel illness that breaks a person, but the discouragement of losing hope in oneself.

Bei Ran pushed the door and walked in to him, gently hugged him, rested his head on himself, and whispered: "If you're tired, go to sleep, you haven't closed your eyes for three days." ”

Ji Changkong hugged her waist and said weakly: "Am I useless." ”

"Where, sir, the most powerful man I have ever met." Bei Ran immediately denied it, and then said: "Don't blame yourself for that old man's matter, you have done your best, it is not your fault at all." ”

Even a layman like Bei Ran can see that the old man is already weak, looking at his yellow and thin appearance, he must be a major illness and a minor illness on weekdays, and his body has long been dragged down by the pain, this time it is not said that it is this dangerous plague, that is, he accidentally suffered from a cold and cold, and it is estimated that he will die after two tosses, and he has been able to survive until now, thanks to Ji Changkong's medicine.

The reason why those who are chattering in the ward are safe is that they are young and strong, and they have strong resistance, and they can take medicine to suppress the epidemic, so they can blame others lively.

"But, after all, I didn't save him."

Bei Ran hugged him, rubbed the top of his head with one hand, just like he usually did to her, and said softly: "We are not gods, we can't save everyone, we can't blame everyone's death, after all, we are not born because of them, and they are not living for us." ”

"To put it mildly, we don't know these people all our lives, we are not relatives, and we try our best to save them with the idea of being worthy of our hearts, but if we can't cure them, we can only count their lives as exhausted, and we can't blame others. We are born as ordinary people, but we have to shoulder the mission of God, isn't it difficult for strong people, if their lives need to be saved, then who will save us? ”

"And even if it is a god, he has his own things to do, or to do the way for heaven, or to save the common people, if only because of a person's life and death to stop, then how can there be a renewal of everything in front of him. We have already done what God has no time to take care of, but after doing our best, all we can do is to do our best and listen to the destiny of heaven. ”

Ji Changkong leaned on her, closed his eyes and listened to this, only to feel that there seemed to be a clear spring flowing in his heart, washing away the unhappiness and resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many days, and his impetuous heart gradually calmed down under her comfort.

Seeing that he was silent, Bei Ran knew that he must have listened, so he said: "Sir, do you know, I went outside to buy items these days, and I saw several funeral teams, I asked, their family members also died of this disease, but I didn't tell you because I was afraid that you would add to your troubles." So you see, I don't know how many people outside have entered the ghost gate, but in our courtyard, it is full of fresh life. With this alone, you are already unbeatable, and your medical skills are above many healers. ”

"In the past, I didn't believe that there is a god in this world, but after I met you, I did, because ......" Beiran lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "—you are my god." ”

The corners of Ji Changkong's lips moved slightly, and the hand that grabbed the corner of her robe tightened, never speaking.

Bei Ran stroked his back again and again, trying to give him as much security as possible, although she couldn't see his expression, she could clearly feel that Ji Changkong's tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Ji Chang couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, when did he, a god of war in the Six Realms who stood up to the sky and the earth, also need to lean on the arms of a little girl to draw warmth, but because this person was her, he was willing.

Leaning against her heart, you can hear her evenly vibrating heartbeat, which is particularly reassuring to sound in such turbulent times. After listening to it for a while, Tie Da's body was a little tired, and finally the gravity of his upper body was all on Bei Ran's body - he really slept.

Beiran looked at him and sighed silently.

After a while, Seventeen came from outside, and when she turned around the house, she saw Bei Ran standing by the bed, so she called her, "Miss......"

"Shh Bei Ran made a silent gesture and pointed to Ji Changkong in his arms.

Seventeen saw that Ji Changkong was leaning on Bei Ran's arms, sleeping deeply, and Bei Ran was hugging him, and he didn't dare to move a step.

After making sure that he wasn't woken up by Seventeen's shouting, Bei Ran whispered, "What's the matter?" ”

Seventeen also lowered his voice: "Doctor Li and Dr. Liu on the same street, as well as Dr. Sun and Dr. Wang from the next two streets, came together, saying that there was an urgent matter to discuss with Gongzi. ”

Bei Ran remembered what he had seen and heard outside in the past few days, and thought that it must have something to do with it, so he looked at Ji Changkong in his arms and said, "I'll take a look." ”

She gently placed Ji Changkong on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and instructed: "Before Mr. wakes up, no one can come to disturb me, find me in everything, and if anyone doesn't listen, drive him out directly." ”

Reluctantly glanced at him a few times, and then Beiran followed Seventeen and left quickly.

After the two left, Ji Changkong on the bed opened his eyes.

The last sentence in Beiran's words, "Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven" reminded him that since the medicine in the world is not very effective, the medicine in heaven should always start to work. After thinking about it, he went to the table and poured a cup of tea, using it as a carrier to summon Keigo.

However, after waiting for a long time, Jingwu didn't appear, and just as he was about to extinguish the water mirror and find another way, a white shadow hurried over again, holding a stack of folds that were almost taller than him. Jingwu threw the fold aside, exhaled and said, "What is the matter with me in such a hurry?" ”

Seeing him coming, Ji Changkong was relieved, and said shortly: "There is a sudden epidemic in the world, and ordinary medicine does not work, you go to Cangwu Palace to help me pick some Bizhi grass there." ”

This time, Keigo didn't move immediately, but asked rhetorically, "Epidemic? ”

"Yes, a plague that has never appeared before, it is highly contagious and has a high mortality rate, and I can't think of any other way than to suppress it with the divine power of the fairy grass."

Jing Wu hesitated for a moment before he said, "But do you remember that there is an order in the divine realm that the gods must not interfere in the affairs of the world. ”