Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 125 Extremely ill

Lin Cheng carefully helped him up and helped him sit up steadily.

Then, Lin Cheng quickly turned around and found a clean wine glass, gently pouring a small glass of wine into it.

He held the wine glass in both hands, slowly moved to Old Man Luo's side, and gently brought the glass to his lips.

However, in reality, Old Luo should have absolutely not touched alcohol at this moment, but the old man was unusually stubborn, and no amount of persuasion could change his mind.

All he wanted was to savor the taste of that wine that haunted his dreams one last time as his life drew to a close.

What he longed for was the wine in Su Yue's space.

However, he secretly thought to himself that he would probably never have such a treat again in his life. After all, he was now terminally ill, and unless there was a legendary elixir, his days were numbered.

Just then, Old Luo slightly opened his mouth, and the moment the first sip of wine slid into his mouth, he seemed to be struck by a huge surprise!

That's right, that familiar taste, that mellow flavor... this is clearly Su Yue's wine!

Immediately afterwards, Old Luo drank the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp without hesitation, and felt a warm current quickly spread throughout his body.

The body, which had been limp and powerless, seemed to have been suddenly infused with new vitality, and even its limbs and bones were faintly radiating some strength.

Old Luo perked up and suddenly reached out to grab Lin Cheng's arm, which he hadn't had time to retract.

His eyes, which had become cloudy due to a long illness, suddenly brightened up.

Her lips trembled slightly as she asked urgently, her voice tinged with excitement, "Where... did you get this wine?"

Lin Chengdu was startled by Luo Laotou's sudden demeanor and trembled all over. He thought to himself: Could it be that his master is about to die and is showing such signs of a final burst of energy before death?

Upon thinking of this, his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, followed by a series of loud kowtows.

When he looked up again, his face was streaked with tears, and his once handsome face now looked incredibly disheveled.

Just as Lin Cheng opened his mouth to howl in pain, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head.

It turned out that Old Man Luo had slapped him hard on the head without any mercy.

Old Luo roared, "What are you crying for! I'm still alive and well! I was just asking you where you got this wine, why are you crying like a baby? You've completely disgraced your master!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, completely bewildered.

He wondered to himself: What does this mean? Could it be that the wine tastes bad and his master is going to cause trouble for the wine seller?

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. He had just smelled the aroma of the wine, and even if he hadn't tasted it, he should have known that it was a top-quality wine.

After calming himself down a bit, Lin Cheng cautiously replied, "Um... Master, I bought this wine from a passing carriage."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Old Man Luo, wanting to see how his master would react.

Inside the carriage, Old Man Luo looked outside in surprise, muttering, "Huh! They're selling wine on carriages now? I've never heard of that before."

He couldn't help but shake his head, wondering if he had become so ignorant from not going out for so long that he had never heard of such a novel thing before.

Seeing Old Man Luo's expression, Lin Cheng quickly said, "Yes! Master, you didn't know, did you? That carriage doesn't just sell wine, it sells other things too."

After finishing speaking, he enthusiastically described the scene he had seen to Old Man Luo in detail.

Upon hearing this, Old Man Luo immediately perked up, sat up abruptly from the bed, and reached out to grab the wine gourd on the table.

He pondered to himself, then took another sip to see if it was the same as the wine that Mao Yatou had given him before.

However, he overlooked his own frail and weak physical condition.

No sooner had his feet touched the ground than his legs suddenly went weak, and he fell forward as if he had lost his support, about to crash heavily to the ground.

At this critical moment, Lin Cheng, who had been kneeling on the ground, reacted extremely quickly.

He rushed forward and firmly supported the old man, who was about to fall, and carefully helped him back to the bedside.

"Master, just tell me what you want. Look at your body, you can't take this kind of wandering around!" Lin Cheng said with a hint of reproach.

After being told this by his apprentice, Old Man Luo showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he couldn't say it out loud, so he could only snort coldly to cover up his embarrassment.

"Hmph, enough talk, go and get me the wine." Seeing his master's resolute attitude.

Lin Cheng sighed helplessly, but still firmly refused, saying, "Master, you've already had a drink. Given your current physical condition, you absolutely cannot drink any more."

As he spoke, Lin Cheng gently pressed Old Man Luo back onto the bed, then pulled over the blanket and carefully covered him up, afraid that his master might catch a cold.

"Hey, you brat, how dare you disobey your master now? Hurry up and bring me that wine so I can have a little taste!" Old Luo glared at him, feigning anger.

However, Lin Cheng stood still, biting his lip tightly, his eyes reddening, and tears welling up in them.

"Master, don't you know your own health condition? If you continue to drink and ruin your body like this, what will I do in the future!"

When the topic turned to his most painful moments, Lin Cheng could no longer contain his grief, and tears streamed down his face like a burst dam.

Seeing his beloved disciple in such a state, Old Luo's heart softened, but he remained firm: "Hmph! You brat, hurry up and hold back your tears! Your master is still alive and well, isn't he? When I really kick the bucket one day, you can cry your heart out then! Quickly, hand me the wine, just let me have that one small sip." With that, Old Luo stretched out his hand, asking Lin Cheng for the wine pot.

But Lin Cheng was determined, shaking his head violently and refusing to back down: "No means no! Master, no matter what you say today, I will not let you touch this wine again."

After saying this, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, quickly stood up, reached out to snatch the wine gourd from the table, and planned to find a place to hide it so that his master would not find it.