When Hu Kui woke up again, he was lying on a wooden bed covered with an old quilt, and by the head of the bed, Huang Danzhong was napping, his face was haggard.

He struggled to sit up, and fell heavily on the bed.

Huang Danzhong was awakened, and hurriedly got up to help him lie down, and said, "Young Master Hu, the serious illness has not healed, don't move the wound first." ”

Hu Kui found that his neck was wrapped in a circle of white gauze, and the black blood stains seeped out slightly, condensing into a fixed scab.

"Where am I?" Hu Kui's struggle just now tore open the wound, new blood gushed out, the yellow liquid was mixed with blood, the gauze was yellow and red, the pungent smell of the wound medicine was so smoky that he couldn't help but cover his nose, and snorted a few times in his mouth, the wound was extremely painful.

"We didn't dare to let Master Hu and Master Hu know, so we sent Young Master Hu to our Huang Family Medical Center, and when the wound was better, we would send the young master back to the house. Huang Danzhong's posture was humble, like a subordinate of the Hu family, and he replied softly.

Hu Kui breathed a long sigh of relief, the wound affected his body, he couldn't move, and he was in severe pain when he moved, and asked, "How long will it take for my wound to heal?"

Huang Danzhong pondered for a while, and replied: "My father said that Young Master Hu's wound is not big, and it stands to reason that it can be healed in a few days, but that strange mosquito left venom in your body, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to completely heal in a few months." ”

"Venom, will there be any symptoms left after the illness is cured?" Hu Kui asked worriedly.

"This ......" Huang Danzhong was silent, and no one could answer this question, including his father, Huang Shenyi.

Hu Kui saw that he was silent, a little worried, and then remembered the real murderer who released the mosquito, his face was full of fierce thoughts, and he said angrily: "Where is my cheap servant Xiaochun?"

Huang Danzhong hesitated for a moment and said: "Young Master Hu, I have to say that your servant is really loyal, after driving the carriage all the way to the hospital, because the blood in your body was almost sucked dry, he took the initiative to donate several basins of blood, and my father poured the blood into your body with bamboo knots, and only then did he save you." ”

Hu Kui saw his sincerity and knew that this was true, and remembered that Xiao Chun's previous bargaining with himself was hateful, and he couldn't help but feel a little less hatred and disgust, and said, "Then where is he now?"

"Feed the horses in the backyard. Strangely, two horses disappeared when they returned. Huang Danzhong said suspiciously.

Hu Kui knew that he had saved his life, and he could still manage the horses.

"By the way, Xing Shangrong and Zhu Wei are also healing in the hospital, the two of them are seriously injured in the abdomen, but fortunately, the two of them are fat, and only part of the fat is torn off, and it does not hurt the muscles and bones. Huang Dan said.

"Hmph......" Hu Kui didn't care about the lives of other people at all, especially Xing Shangrong who had repeatedly fought against him, wishing he had died in the Immortal Gate Forbidden Land.

"Call Koharu over, I have something to ask him. Hu Kui said.

In the backyard, next to the stable, Ling Yun was enduring the smell of horse manure and counting a few large gold ingots in his hand.

"These big gold ingots are really heavy, four or five pounds, it's not in vain that I drove those three half-dead guys back. Ling Yun picked up a piece of gold ingot, put it in his mouth and took a few bites, easily leaving a line of tooth marks.

"Real gold is real gold, but unfortunately there is a smell of horse manure, phew, money is like dung. Ling Yun spat a few times and continued to stare at the shiny gold, obsessed.

"Xiaochun, Young Master Hu called you!" came from the front yard.

Ling Yun seemed to have never heard of it, obsessed with those few pieces of gold, and thought to himself: "Who is Xiaochun, what are you calling Xiaochun?"

"Hey, call you, Xiaochun, did you hear that!" An old servant of the Huang family walked next to him, nearly seventy years old, with extremely poor eyesight, and when he saw a few yellow lumps in Ling Yun's hand, he covered his nose: "You young man, how do you like to play with horse manure, bah, bah!"

Ling Yun was taken aback when he realized that he was calling himself, and hurriedly hid the gold behind his back: "Old man, you can actually see it, you are not blind!"

When he came to the backyard, the old man was knocking around with a stick, making Ling Yun mistakenly think that he was blind.

"Bah, you are blind, Lao Tzu is the great housekeeper of the Huang family. The old man said angrily, raising his cane and beating him.

"How can a blind man take care of the house? Ling Yun didn't dodge at all, the stick didn't hit him at all, it was completely missed, he knew that even if this old man was not blind, he was not much different from a blind man.

Ling Yun stuffed the gold into the bag, and the bag suddenly increased by four or five catties, and Le's shoulder hurt a little. He thought that the Huang family was not bad, and the servants of such an age were still kept at home and were not driven out, which was much better than the conscience of the Hu family.

How did he know that this old man had stayed in the Huang family since he was a child, and he had learned a lot of the Huang family's ancestral recipes for curing diseases, and if he was kicked out and hired by other medical centers, wouldn't it be a great loss, and it wasn't how good the Huang family's conscience was, otherwise he would let this old housekeeper sleep in the miscellaneous room, smelling the smell of horse manure all day long.

Passing by the dung heap in the backyard, Ling Yun saw the two broken horse skins like firewood and grass on them, and felt a little sad in his heart, and said silently: "Two horse brothers, don't blame, if it weren't for your blood, the ruthless Huang Shen Doctor would probably have to use my blood!

In order to obtain the gold of the three people, Ling Yun drove the three of them forward in a cart alone, searched the bodies of the three people, and after getting the gold, the other three teenagers had already caught up on horseback, and had to follow them to the Huang Family Medical Center.

When he arrived at the medical hall, Doctor Huang was shocked when he saw the tragic situation of the three people, but after all, he was a divine doctor, and he quickly understood the cause and thought about how to treat it, and his vicious eyes swept towards Ling Yun from time to time.

Ling Yun's body was in the dense forest, and most of the blood had been sucked out by mosquitoes, and his face was pale at the moment, seeing his eyes, he immediately understood that he wanted to use his own blood, wouldn't that be draining his own blood?

Ling Yun thought for a while, came up with a countermeasure, first came to the side room, and took most of the blood from Xing Shangrong and Zhu Wei, who were lying on the bed, so that the body returned to normal. After all, he is a high-dimensional life, and in the face of a body that unfolds like a picture scroll, it is easy to take out the blood in it.

He then took out a few bathing tubs from the utility room and removed all the blood from the horse, which instantly turned into a flat piece of paper, without pain.

Then, Ling Yun handed over the three large basins of blood to Divine Doctor Huang, who was dumbfounded in surprise.

Doctor Huang Shen ordered someone to split the thin bamboo in the courtyard, open the bamboo joints, and then sharpen one end and infuse blood into the bodies of the three people, and the three of them were gradually rescued from the brink of death.

Doctor Huang wiped his sweaty forehead, relieved, and couldn't help but be impressed by Ling Yun, who could get so much blood in a short period of time.

Ling Yun was stunned, he thought that if he injected horse blood, these three people would definitely die.

I didn't expect to save these three people, which is not in line with his common sense at all, generally speaking, blood transfusion is not a simple matter, not only needs fresh blood, but also needs the right blood type number, and also needs to insert the correct blood vessels, is this world different from the original world setting? Probably only in this way can it be explained.