Chapter 493 is enough
At nightfall.
Li Hui's eyes were red, and he punched the table with his fist, staring straight at Li Ang behind the table, "Didn't it say that streptomycin has a 90% cure rate?!"
"I have no idea."
Li Ang was silent for a long time, and said: "It may be her concurrent heart disease, or the herbs she ate when she was a child, which conflicted with streptomycin."
Li Hui said hoarsely: "You are the best doctor in the world, how could you not know?"
"Physicians are not gods."
Li Ang raised his head abruptly, saying word by word.
“.”
Li Hui clenched his teeth, took a breath, and said slowly: "I informed Aye Niang about the situation here, and the palace enshrined party will come to take her back to Chang'an later."
Li Ang stood up silently, pushed the door out, walked heavily through the corridor, and came to the ward where isolation and ventilation measures were temporarily arranged.
He opened the door curtain, came to Li Leling's bed and sat down.
Only one day later, the girl's condition deteriorated again.
Her face is pale with lips, lumps on the surface of her hands and feet, and purple nodules on the palms of her hands—these are Osler's nodules, caused by embolism symptoms of infective endocarditis.
"You came."
Seeing Li Ang staring at her purple-red palm, Li Leling quietly retracted her hand under the quilt, and said softly, "Am I ugly now?"
"how come?"
Li Ang smiled slightly, "You look good anytime."
"Pfft."
Li Leling laughed, "Although I know it's comforting, I'm still very happy to hear it."
She gradually calmed down her smile, quietly staring at the jade pendant tied by a thin thread and hanging on the head of the bed.
Li Ang also fell silent, following Li Leling's gaze, looking at the white jade pendant that was rotating back and forth with the cool wind.
"Leon."
"Um?"
"I like you."
The room became quiet, except for the regular sound of cool breeze blowing.
"I know."
Li Ang looked back at the girl's eyes with soft eyes.
"and you,"
Li Leling turned her head and asked softly, "Do you like me?"
“.”
Li Ang paused for a moment, the memory palace in his mind unfolded by itself, and scenes from the past emerged in front of his eyes.
The re-examination for the school entrance examination ended that year, and I walked out of the examination room, high-spirited, went up to the restaurant, and saw a girl with a light veil on her face.
From then on, we met, knew each other, and stayed together.
Li Ang always felt that he was actually not an emotional person.
For so long, he still couldn't figure out why he was the one who awakened the memory of another world. Those memories not only brought him to today step by step, but also made him feel a strong sense of alienation from the world.
It is difficult for him to adapt to the world's ideas, he is angry at the injustice in this world, and laments the ignorance and superstition of the people.
But even relatives and friends, even the closest Chai Chai, cannot know the loneliness and pain caused by the friction between Li Ang's thoughts and the world.
It is this loneliness and pain that makes Li Ang have a tendency similar to self-destruction.
He is like an ascetic monk, never attending various banquets invited by friends. Whenever he has time, he will write Neo Confucian articles and medical classics, trying to change the world as much as possible into what he is familiar with. In order to reduce the confusion in my heart.
Everyone in the world says that Mr. Li Xiaolang is selfless,
Only he knows that he is the most selfish person.
He understood the girl's intentions, but he also felt that such a self could not give a corresponding answer, and was not worthy of responding to the other party's emotions.
Until, now.
The memory screen ended quietly, staying at the moment when the girl took off her mask and said "I believe in Li Ang, from the first time I met him, to now, to the future, and to the future. I will always believe in him".
"I like you."
Li Ang said seriously.
The Cool Breeze Talisman in the room is still blowing the wind regularly, the distant Haotian bell can be heard outside the window, and the whistle of the Lingqi locomotive can be heard in the distance.
The girl raised her eyebrows and said nothing,
Like a kitten, she retracted into the quilt, and the lower half of her face was also covered by the quilt—but the curved eyebrows and smiling eyes showed her mood at the moment.
"Thanks."
Through the quilt, Li Leling whispered like a mosquito, "This is enough."
"Not enough."
Li Ang smiled slightly, reached into the quilt, held Li Leling's purple palm, stood up, and took off the mask.
Then, leaning over, pulled down the quilt slightly, and kissed the girl's pale lips.
Time seems to stand still at this moment,
Countless ink-colored silk threads extended from Li Ang's palm, quietly piercing into the girl's palm, connecting each other like a bridge.
Not just the palm, Li Ang's hair fell down, and the moss hidden in it pierced the back of the girl's neck.
Li Leling's eyes gradually narrowed due to sleepiness, and the remaining surprised expression on his face gradually faded away.
"Feel sorry."
With his lips parted, Li Ang stared at the girl who had fallen asleep, and said softly, "I think, make up your own mind again."
Accompanied by his words, a large number of black silk threads spread out from his back and chest, piercing Li Leling's whole body.
Through the skin, drill into the muscle, shuttle and spread in the blood vessels.
Just like how it eroded Li Ang back then, the moss also converged and entangled around Li Leling's spine, and centered on the spine, spread to the surroundings.
Li Ang's face paled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Leling's physical condition was extremely bad, plague, myocarditis, endocarditis, pericardial effusion,
Because he ate too many celestial herbs and medicines that were forced to prolong his life when he was a child, the drug treatment effect was extremely poor, and there was almost no possibility of medical treatment.
The only way is to give her a part of Mosi.
"Ugh—"
Li Ang stretched out his hand to hold down his beating heart. His own body was already in dilapidated condition, and it was all held together by Mosi.
At this moment, distributing a large amount of silk thread, including the dark golden ink thread that is closer to the source, to Li Leling is like taking out half of the blood and spinal cord in his body.
boom!
Li Ang stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the bed forcefully, making himself barely stand still. He watched with firm eyes the many strands of dark golden threads extending from his chest and piercing into Li Leling's heart.
(end of this chapter)