The Talented Doctor

He can't forget the scene of two people having a bowl of rice and laughing and playing together when they were younger.

Xi Yue led Wei Zixi to a valley soon.

Although there is no spiritual power here, the air is fresh and there are many useful herbs growing beside the mountain streams.

Who was Xi Yue? He was more familiar with herbs than food, but in just half an hour, he collected a large basket.

Wei Zixi followed Xi Yue, peeking at him curiously from time to time, eyes full of curiosity.

Xi Yue didn't care about his small movements either, and only after processing the smashed herbs by the stream, he waved to him: "Come here."

Wei Zixi was startled, hesitated for a moment, and walked slowly to Xi Yue's side.

Xi Yue grabbed his arm and pulled him to sit next to him.

The boy's body is very thin and skinny. The skin on his face looks sallow due to year-round malnutrition, covering up all his delicate and beautiful facial features.

Especially there are countless scars on his body, staggered, bruised and swollen, and some are bleeding.

Xi Yue raised his sleeves, took the stream to clean his wounds, and then carefully wiped the herbs.

The wound was cleansed by cold water, of course, it was extremely painful, Wei Zixi's small body kept trembling, his face was full of panic.

He thought it was because his sister had changed her way to torture him again, and her body shrank desperately.

Xi Yue patted his little head and said, "Don't move, it will be fine in a while."

After saying this, Wei Zixi suddenly discovered that the original numb and burning wound on his arm felt a refreshing coolness. Although it was still a little painful, it was very comfortable.

Wei Zixi's eyes widened in surprise and looked at Xi Yue in disbelief.

Xi Yue ignored him, but took off his clothes and dealt with all those terrifying wounds.

Wei Zixi blushed, letting Xi Yue play with him the whole time, but now there was a bright light in his eyes that had always been dim.

The wound on his body hurts every day, as if he is in hell-like suffering.

But today after being cleaned and applied by "Wei Zihan", he felt more comfortable than he had ever felt before.

Wei Zixi finally couldn't help but yelled softly: "Sister."

Xi Yue ignored him and continued to deal with the wound and herbs.

Wei Zixi couldn't help but yelled again, "Sister."

The little boy's thin, sallow face was blushing, and his eyes were very cute.

And Xi Yue only discovered at this time that the little guy's eyes are very beautiful peach eyes, glorious and dazzling, if he grows up, he must be a beautiful man who upsets all beings.

And this little guy is really easy to be satisfied, just being treated casually for a wound, he was so happy.

However, it is impossible for oneself to control Wei Zihan's body anytime and anywhere. If Wei Zihan suddenly changes back to bullying him, from hope to disappointment, he will definitely be more sad, right?

Thinking of this, Xi Yue suddenly said seriously: "I am not your sister."

Wei Zixi was taken aback for a moment, and then said in doubt: "You are obviously my sister!"

Xi Yue picked up the clothes next to him and awkwardly put them on for him-she didn't have much control over the little girl's body.

Then she said softly: "You can also treat me as your sister, but I'm not Wei Zihan."

Wei Zixi was even more puzzled, tilting his head in a panic and at a loss.

Xi Yue pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "My name is Xi Yue, you can call me sister Xi Yue."