Su Huihui followed out of the courtyard of the inn, and when he saw a car parked outside, he knew that he should have done a hard job.

"The slave's husband is a medicine picker in Nanshan outside the city, lying on the bed for three days of fever, and a big pus pocket has grown on his stomach, looking terrifying, he is delirious, no matter how he calls it, he shouldn't ......" The woman wiped her tears and said earnestly: "The pharmacy and the doctors in the city can't find a way, yesterday the slave went into the city to buy rice, and heard the people in the city say that the doctor in Beijing is coming, and went to the pharmacy this morning, several adults are not there, and I inquired a few times to know that Lord Su lives here." The slave's family is supported by the husband alone, if he has three longs and two shorts, the slave will follow!"

It is not a secret that the Yan family brought the medical officer into Jiyang Mansion, and it is normal for ordinary people to know about it, Su Huihui thought about this, Yan Xugui attaches so much importance to the local pharmacy that will be in the bag, does she want to take the opportunity to set an example to show that these doctors are very reliable?

The coachman who had been waiting outside for a long time seemed to have a lot of opinions about the woman, and he was scolding in his mouth, Su Huihui climbed into the car with the medicine box, and asked Ruixiang to stuff a piece of broken silver to the coachman, and the complaint disappeared reasonably.

"How long does it take to get back and forth from outside the city?"

The woman lifted a face with pear blossoms and rain, and her face was full of sadness: "An hour...... The slave will pay the fare when the adult comes back, so it's okay for the adult to save the husband!"

Su Hui looked at the sky, this trip may not be able to come back tomorrow, at night she didn't dare to hire a car to walk the mountain road alone, and the emergency medicine she brought on her body was not necessarily enough, so she said:

"Go to the pharmacy first, and I'll go with you if there's no one. ”

The woman said in a trembling voice, "Hurry up, sir!"

Su Huihui instructed the coachman to go straight forward, and after a while, he arrived at the gate of the pharmacy. She jumped out of the car and ran two steps, and happened to see a person standing against the pillar in front of her, it was Lin Qizhi who was dragged out of Beijing by Qi Ming.

"Doctor Lin!"

Lin Qizhi saw Su Huihui waving his hand to this side, and immediately greeted him, "Master Su, what's the matter?"

"Are you free today? There's a patient's family here, and we want to go with her out of town to visit her home, which is a long distance, and I'm thinking of bringing someone to help. ”

It's hard to be alone with the court judge, this opportunity must not be missed, Lin Qiyi swept the tired look on his face, his eyes lit up, and he responded excitedly:

"It's okay, it's okay, my lord waits, I'll come when I get something!"

Su warmed a sigh of relief, took a few steps back and said to the car: "Ruixiang, you come down and stay in the pharmacy, if we can't come back when we get locked at the city gate, talk to Mr. Wu, and let him teach the people in the pharmacy some experience first." If Yan Gongzi comes to dinner in the evening, I'll apologize to him for me. ”

She didn't want to participate in the entertainment in the first place, saying that the scene was not her forte, it was better to spend her time on seeing a doctor, and the words she said to Yan Xigui in the inn were half-truths and half-truths, and she couldn't keep it in her heart.

Lin Qizhi was very fast, and the two of them neatly climbed into the simple carriage, and the small carriage turned around and carried the three of them to the end of the alley.

Although Jiaying is prosperous, it is much smaller than Fanjing, and an hour later, Su Huihui stood at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, two or three miles away from the city.

The villages are scattered along the rivers in the distance, and if you live in the mountains, it is very inconvenient to go to the market every day to buy things, and the medicine pickers have good foot strength, and it is not easy for the female dependents of the family, so you have to be careful to hire a carriage in the second city. Su Huihui was so bumpy on the muddy path that his bones were about to fall apart, and at this time, facing the lush mountains and ravines, there was a sense of tragedy and grandeur that the heavens were about to descend on the people.

When the young woman saw that the two doctors from Beijing had arrived at the door, she was somewhat relieved, walked in front of her with a green skirt tactfully, wiped away her tears, and said with a forced smile:

"Adults, please come with the slaves, the family lives on the mountainside, and you can walk along the path with two pillars of incense. The husband is waiting for the slave to go back, if he wakes up and sees that the slave is not there, he will definitely panic. ”

Su Huihui and Lin Qizhi glanced at each other, Lin Qizhi pointed to the coachman who got a bag of money and said: "Will he go back to the city now or wait here? Thirty don't close the gates, right?"

The woman was anxious again, and hurriedly said, "No, there are people from the city who go back to the village early in the morning to celebrate the New Year." The slave told the eldest brother before, and if the adults didn't come back within two hours, they would come back the next morning to pick them up, and the fare was agreed. ”

The coachman didn't say anything because of Su Huihui and Lin Qizhi, but he squinted at the woman, with a disdainful expression of "I want to delay the uncle's business if I give so much copper plate". Su Hui's gaze swirled around in his arms stuffed with broken silver, and the coachman finally reluctantly said that it was indeed the case.

Lin Qizhi coughed, "Without further ado, let's hurry up the mountain and try to go back before dark." ”

Really walked the time of two pillars of incense. Su Huihui's level of mountaineering was okay, but after sitting in the duty station for a long time, he became increasingly rusty, and he didn't sleep well last night, so he was dizzy now. The path between the barren grass was very narrow, and the undried rain and dew stained the corners of the skirt, and the cold air climbed up from the soles of the boots. She stared at the slightly thin cotton skirt and swaying figure of the woman in front of her, and her doubts flashed.

I'm too tired to think about anything else.

Before reaching the mountainside, there was a small thatched hut beside the pebble beach shaded by green trees, and the doors and windows were still tight, which could shelter from the wind and rain, but it looked a little dilapidated.

The woman pushed the door in, and the two followed, with an extremely unpleasant smell of medicine mixed with lamp oil, and Rao is experienced doctor couldn't help but subconsciously cover his nose with his hand. The woman raised the curtain for them, and Su Hui reacted, and immediately put down his hand apologetically and looked inside.

Lin Qizhi breathed with difficulty, and said in a low voice: "This smell is too unbearable, who prescribed this medicine fried in your kitchen?

The woman's eyes suddenly turned red, "That day, when the husband came back from collecting medicine, he said that he accidentally fell into the ditch in the mountain, and the wound that broke the skin entered the poisonous weed seeds. The slave didn't understand this, and he couldn't hire some famous doctors, so he had to find someone from the pharmacy......"

Su Huihui frowned and said, "Doctor Lin, you go to the kitchen to figure out the ingredients of the decoction, and I'll go first to check the pulse." ”

The woman urged her to move quickly, the hut was facing away from the cliff, the windows were facing south, the kitchen was on the west, and the bedroom was on the east, the room was very small, the sun in the southeast sky could no longer shine into the house, and the animal skins and bows and arrows hanging on the walls looked eerie in the dim light.

The brazier was burning, and there was a man lying on the low bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, and his face could not be seen with his head turned in, and his unsteady gasps could be heard several steps away.

The woman leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Husband, husband, the doctor in the capital has come to see you, and you will definitely get better." ”

Su Hui saw that she had a deep friendship for her husband, and she had some good feelings for her in her heart. Thinking about it carefully, although this woman was dressed in patched green clothes, she was cleanly washed, and her speech and actions were not as rude and rude as ordinary country women, and her haggard face even had a touching color.

She lifted the quilt from the patient lightly, and was about to ask a few casual questions, when a huge bulge in front of her stuck her throat. The woman sighed and untied the cloth from his upper body, and the wound was inevitably rubbed, and the patient groaned weakly, his sallow face distorted, obviously in great pain.

The man's abdomen was wrapped with a strip of white cotton cloth, Su Hui put on gloves to hold his pulse, and when the strip of cloth was scattered, she was almost diagnosed. Look at the wound, the abscess is ulcerated, there is a black and purple hole in the center, and yellow pus is dripping on the wound, which is very disgusting. In addition, purple-red lumps also appeared in other parts, which are worthy of the word terminally ill.

Now she felt that it didn't matter how many failed sauce herbs she prescribed, the doctors in the city were helpless, and whatever they prescribed to him was the same.

"My ......lord! Can he still be saved? My lord, take pity on the slave!" The woman knelt at her feet, a pair of calloused hands tugging at the corners of her skirt, crying breathlessly, "The slave is only one family member, what should he do if he goes to the slave!"

Su Huihui's words were not spoken after all, his fingers tapped on the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, and he pursed his lips to reconnect his pulse.

…… This vein is very peculiar.

Sores are more common on the back of the neck and back, and less common on the abdomen. She pinched her weak heartbeat, gathered her gaze intently at the abscess, and suddenly withdrew her hand—she saw a red thread sprouting from the purple-black beneath the pus, and tiny branches creeping into the honeycomb-like muscles.

She got up suddenly, put on a towel to cover her mouth and nose, and her eyes were less than three inches from the wound, clearly determining the location of the blood line. But this rumored incurable carbuncle is born between the hands and feet, how can it run to the stomach?

"Boil water, prepare lights, he is in a dangerous situation, I can only try. ”

The woman was so frightened by her stern face that she was speechless, and hurriedly went outside to get things, and frequently looked back.

She opened the medicine box and roasted a silver hook knife on the fire for a while, and Lin Qizhi just came back.

Su Huihui listened to the names of certain medicinal materials, and became more and more undecided, overdose will cause the patient to be weaker, she will go down with a knife, people will not go to the west sky, right?

The patient opened his eyelids at the right time, and his dull pupils looked at her blankly, Su Hui was stunned for a moment, and decisively got down. First cut off the red thread with a silver needle, and stabbed it more than a dozen times everywhere it went, black and red blood gushed out from the eye of the needle, she asked Lin Qizhi to quickly sprinkle the medicine powder from the blue vial and cover it around, numbing the pain, and then fed a brown special pill. The hook knife cut one point, and then went down a little, and the patient fainted without humming. The wound is not deep, and it is lucky that it did not hurt the organs, so it will be more confident to clean it up......

Su Huihui's hand did not stop, but her mind was in a trance, she had also used to use knives for people, the first time her hand was born, and the patient was very uncooperative. That was a few months ago, but it's as vivid as it was yesterday.

The powder of dry white alum, tantric monk, yellow pill, blood exhaustion and other research formed a thick layer on the wound surface of the pus, Lin Qizhi wrote down the recipe of Shengjisan and handed it to the woman, made up a poison extraction powder and internal solid Qingxin San, glanced at Su Hui and said:

"Lord Su, and then?"

The man lying on the bed turned pale, and it seemed that he only had one breath left, Su Hui's legs were weak, he found a clean stool and sat down, and said:

"It's stable for the time being, the way to take it is all on the prescription, just ask the pharmacist by the way when you grab the medicine. But there's still a problem......"

When she saw that the woman was seriously looking at the black and white letters, she asked in surprise, "Are you literate?"

The woman brushed off a strand of hair, Rao was tired and thin, but the charm was still there, and smiled awkwardly at her:

"Don't hide it from your lordship, the slave was originally from the Tianxiang Pavilion in the city, and since he lived honestly with his husband, these pomp and circumstance things are useless......"

Su Huihui and Lin Qizhi were stunned, no wonder a poor medicine picker could get a wife who looked and behaved well, but it turned out to be a man in Fengyue who was ransomed at a cheap price.

The woman invited them to sit and drink tea in the outer room, saying that the outer room was nothing but a wooden table with a curtain. Su Huihui went through the information he had diagnosed in his mind, the corners of his mouth remained curvature, and he vaguely felt that there was something abrupt in his heart.

Carbuncles in different locations, a lot of ruined sauce grass, convulsions and fever all over the body, and pulses that do not match the symptoms...... She unconsciously moved her pen to the paper to write, staring at the yellowed wall in front of her in a daze, waiting for her wrist to pause, and looking down at the rows of words written, atractylodes, parsnip, angelica, saponaria thorn, dendrobium.

Very familiar combination.

"Master Su?" Lin Qizhi called her tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"

Su warmly crossed out the words that had been written, crumpled them into a ball and stuffed them into his sleeves, "What did you just ......say," she stopped, "It's okay, let's go, go back and let the pharmacy grab some medicine and send it to him, there are only two people in the family, I'm afraid this lady won't be able to take care of it." ”

The woman was grateful, and noon had passed, and the doctors had not yet eaten, and at this time, because she was anxious that her husband's illness would not be good for them, she followed Su Hui's wishes, and sent them out and down the mountain diligently.

Su Huihui politely refused: "Just finished the knife, you still take care of your husband, we asked the doctor from Huimin Pharmacy to send more medicine." ”

In less than two hours in total, the coachman should still be waiting at the bottom of the mountain, she is always uneasy, and plans to go back and talk to Yan Xigui. Lin Qizhi ran a long way with her, but he didn't help much.

The trees in the mountains and forests are tall and dense, and even in the harsh winter, they do not lose their leaves, and the moisture fills the valleys, and the soil is so wet that it is easy to sink into it. Su Hui pulled out his boots with great effort, and said to Lin Qi:

"In addition to the defeated sauce grass, there is also Songdan?"

Songdan can cure the attack of dorsal gangrene, but Lin Qizhi said that this Songdan seems to have a problem, and it is added.

"I don't know what was added, anyway, the smell can only be smelled when you get closer, and it is all covered by the defeated sauce grass, Lord Su, is there anything worth scrutinizing in this?"

Su Huihui didn't avoid him, and said directly: "When I asked you to go to the kitchen, she wasn't nervous, and besides, I think she is sincere to her husband, and she shouldn't be the key husband of a wife." ”

Lin Qizhi smiled and was noncommittal.

She coughed, and leaned slowly sideways over the dirt slope by the stump, and could see the carriage hidden behind the bushes, and the coachman obediently waited in place, teasing a finch in the sand with a dry smoke.

Su Hui looked at the sun, and before she could return to the city, she had to eat a meal to fill her stomach first. She didn't want to spend energy to sort out this bizarre matter, but her mind took the initiative to return to the moment when she handed over the antidote to Sheng Yunyi that day.

She clearly remembered the name of the antidote, and although the writing was incomplete and the dosage was not indicated, the typography was enough to evoke her memories. That time it was to develop the antidote to the prescription, and this time it was to prescribe the medicine based on the symptoms, and the words written coincided, which was too coincidental.

The cold wind swept through the wild plum branches, sending a faint fragrance, but her mood could not be relaxed anymore.

It seems that there is a big net, covering thousands of miles, from the capital to Yuanping, and even farther.

She couldn't be sure, but she remembered the tragic scene in Yanwei Alley of Fanjing Huimin Pharmacy, where the doctor Wang Jing had his head cut off, his wife died alone in bed, and Si Yan, who provided the □□, was still doing his right sentence in the Tai Hospital.

Yan Xugui wants to borrow the people of the Tai Hospital to go south, and the purpose must not be simple. In other words, Sheng Yunyi has his own plan.

She closed her eyes in the car and told Yan Xugui what she knew, she couldn't care about the rest, just like Sheng Yunyi said, she was so far away from him, his hand couldn't stretch out so long.

Su Huihui felt that if he was here at this time, she would not be so grassy.