The previous two heartbreak breakdowns were both Ice Spirit saving his life. But for better or worse, Ice Spirit also has side effects, and its cold nature is not tolerable to normal creatures. It had been in Yan Saburo's heart for too long, and it had already become cold poison.

Therefore, his next task is to detoxify little by little while recuperating from his injuries.

Yan Saburo got up and stretched, twisted his neck again, and his bones rattled, like a string of small firecrackers exploded.

After sleeping for half a year, my body was stiff.

The power swam all over his body, and this time he also jumped into the heart, flowing carefully. Previously, he was seriously sad, and there was ice to block the road, and Zhenli couldn't get here, which made him suffer for more than a year.

Now that Geniel has been able to warm his heart, even though he was a little blocked at the beginning and had to dredge it again, it had already made him feel the heat he had not felt for a long time.

The heart is no longer cold, and it feels like going straight back to the warm spring from the cold winter of the ninth count.

Yan Saburo put on his shoes and socks, moved his hands and feet again, and then pushed the door out.

The well-tended garden is still full of flowers, but the maple tree in the corner of the wall quietly turns red, and the snow chrysanthemum, which is bigger than the mouth of the bowl, takes advantage of the fact that no one is paying attention to it, and quietly drops petals.

There are no lotus in the lotus pond on the edge of the garden, only the rippling autumn water. According to the practice of the Invitation Garden, the people will wait until the summer lotus withers, and they will remove all the stumps and leaves.

The air outside is fresh, but the fragrance of flowers implies a hint of autumn and winter. Yan Saburo took a deep breath, and then he heard a "bang", and something fell to the ground not far away.

As soon as the young man turned around, he saw Huang Da standing at the corner of the garden, staring at him blankly.

A basin fell to the ground, swaying in circles.

"Huang ......" Yan Saburo was about to greet him, but was interrupted by Huang Da's shout: "The young master is awake, the young master is awake!"

He turned and sprang back, disappearing into the garden in the blink of an eye.

Only the voice still echoed over the garden: "Young Master...... Woke up ......"

A cool breeze blew through, rolling up the fallen flowers at Yan Saburo's feet.

"......" is really his family's Huang Da, like a fake.

"Something that doesn't make it. The cat walked out unhurriedly and jumped on the fence, "We've been back for a year and a half, and he hasn't grown at all." ”

Yan Saburo took it into his arms, lowered his head and buried it on its back and took a long breath.

It's so fragrant, and it's a flower fragrance that he hasn't smelled, and I don't know how to make it. It seems that while he was sleeping, Chitose was also overseeing Qianqian's regular baths.

The cat turned around and slapped him: "Don't do it as soon as you wake up!"

It hates him like this, can he be reserved?

As he spoke, a figure rushed over from the corner again: "Young Master!"

It wasn't until he was about to pounce on Yan Saburo that Huang Da barely stood still in front of him, grinning: "Young Master, you have finally woken up, let's look through the autumn water!"

Lo and behold, he used another idiom correctly.

Yan Saburo snorted: "Go fetch me water, I want to wash." ”

"Good, good!" said Yellow Hemp.

After Yan Saburo finished washing and tied up his hair again, there was a knock on the door outside.

It was Dr. Sun and Huang Pizi's family who arrived.

When Dr. Sun gave him the pulse, Father Huang said happily: "The young master's complexion is much better than half a year ago!"

Huang Er also clapped his hands and smiled: "Young master, go for a walk on the street now, and follow a group of big girls behind." ”

Half a year ago, Yan Saburo's face was pale and sickly because of his heartache, like a weak young man, but now he has just woken up from a deep sleep, his expression is as ordinary as usual, but his facial features are more angular than when he was in Taoyuan.

His face was more resolute, his eye sockets were deeper, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he seemed to be contemplative all the time.

He is handsome, and he seems more and more masculine.

It's been a year and a half since I left Xuanguo. Doctor Sun looked at him, and always felt that the young master's facial features were more familiar.

Huang Dan took his elbow and pushed his sister: "What nonsense big girl, there's nothing to do! Don't upset the hostess." ”

Huang Er gave his brother a big roll of his eyes.

"You know a p, the more girls like the young master, the happier the hostess is. This proves that the hostess has a good vision!"This stupid brother is really hopeless, what should I do if I find a partner who is still so stupid!"

The cat shook its ears, looked at Yan Saburo again, and suddenly felt that its own cabbage had grown up, and it was easy to attract other people's pigs.

Huang Da thought about it and was furious: "What do you mean, dare to say that Xiaocui's vision is not good!"

Ouch, he reacted, but when it comes to Zhang Hancui, this brother will suddenly be smart, huh?" "How good would it be if you were half as shrewd as Zhang Hancui!"

Someone praised his daughter-in-law, Huang Da scratched the back of his head, and most of his anger suddenly disappeared: "My Xiaocui is very smart." ”

Doctor Sun interrupted the brother and sister bickering: "Okay, don't argue!" The young master's pulse is stable and a little sluggish, and the heartache is not yet complete, but most of the recovery has been made, and there is still some cold poison to be forced out. The follow-up is not difficult, and it can be a three-pronged approach of medicine, food, and recuperation. ”

When he said this, he sighed: "Mrs. He is worthy of being the holy hand of Chinese medicine, and her medical skills are unique in the world. ”

After Yan Saburo returned to Weiguo from Shoutong Mountain, He Xiaoyuan came to visit, and was also taken aback by his condition, thinking that there was no good way to get rid of recuperation.

Originally, he had to take care of this heartache for at least another three and five years, but a seventeen-year-old boy was sick all day long, and Yan Saburo also showed a rare impatience.

So He Xiaoyuan, Yan Saburo, and Dr. Sun came up with a solution after repeated consultations:

Sleep.

Unlike other injuries, heart injuries have to beat all the time to supply blood to the whole body, which is what slows wound healing and causes repeated rupture and inflammation.

And the method given by He Xiaoyuan was to try his best to slow down Yan Saburo's heartbeat and force him to enter the stinging period. As long as the Turtle Breath Technique is deeply cultivated, Yan Saburo's heartbeat can slow down from 55 beats every 20 breaths (one minute) to only one beat every two quarters of an hour, and only four beats in an hour.

In this way, with the help of Bing Spirit, his heartbreak can withstand less tearing, and his recovery speed will be faster—the boy himself has a strong vitality and self-healing ability.

However, the Turtle Breath Technique has never been an emergency method, and the longest recorded record is only seven days. Yan Saburo used it this time, at least for two or three months. Will his body be able to hold it?

After more than two months of repeated arguments, Tsubame Saburo, Chitose and He Xiaoyuan finally decided to try it after preparing a lot of medicines.

However, in the original plan, he used the turtle breath technique for only three months, and the follow-up treatment depends on the effect, and no one expected that Yan Saburo would sleep directly for half a year.

One year and nine months have passed since he left Xuanguo.