"I, our doctor, are here!" A noble lady stood up and said, her face pale and let the maid hold her, "It's just that the doctor usually asks for a pulse for the ladies and ladies in the house, and I am afraid that the medical skills are not good, and this detoxification thing, I am afraid that he will be powerless......"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's good to have a doctor;!" Xiao Shami hurriedly said, "I also ask Madame to let the doctor follow the little monk to the front hall, and all the poisoned people have been moved to the front hall." If there are any other doctors, please ask them to go to the front hall with you! ”

All poisoned people?

Xiao Yu's heart tightened, there were actually many people poisoned? It's not poisoning someone, it's ...... Someone poisoned the temple?

The courtyard was full of people's hearts, and the little novice instructed the ladies not to walk around at will, not to eat or drink anything from the temple, and then left in a hurry.

Xiao Yu raised his heels, and Bai Ling hurriedly grabbed him: "Girl, why are you going?" ”

Xiao Yu suddenly turned around and went back to the room, Bai Ling just breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that his girl took a power from the house and put it on her head, and strode out, and she couldn't stop it at all.

Bai Ling stomped his foot hatefully, and could only follow.

Baozhu and Feng Zhaoqing glanced at each other. Feng Zhaoqing smiled slightly, Baozhu lowered her head and saluted, and turned back to the third old lady.

Feng Zhaoqing looked at Xiao Yu's figure in a hurry, and took the maid's hand and walked back to the room gently.

Although their plan has not yet been accomplished, this sudden event is better than theirs.

The front hall of the White Horse Temple is not as good as the backyard of the Fengfu, this big sister ran over by herself to show her head and show her face, without their slightest effort, she never wanted to turn over again.

Speaking of which, letting her marry the handsome Prince Qiao, even if he is a gentleman, it is really unwilling......

When Xiao Yu took Bai Ling to the front hall, the tall and spacious hall was already crowded with people, including monks and pilgrims, and it was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Originally, it was a place for monks in the temple to sit and practice, but now it is full of more than a dozen pale monks, as well as a few men in gorgeous clothes, who should be pilgrims who come to offer incense.

A curtain was drawn on the temple, and behind the curtain lay several other women, lying on the ground with painful faces.

Xiao Yu's face behind Mi Li showed a heavy expression.

A total of eighteen people were lying on the ground, and eighteen were poisoned.

Three doctors shuttled back and forth among the patients lying on the ground, looking down to check on each one. On one side of the main hall there were several mothers-in-law, and in the middle was a woman who was about to faint from crying, still crying hoarsely, but her voice was dumb. The shrill scream just now must have been made by this woman.

"My Mei'er! Mother shouldn't have brought you here today! What kind of sin has this been made, to make you suffer such a great sin! Doctor, doctor, I beg you, save my Mei'er, save my Mei'er—"

She grabbed a doctor who came to her knees, but the doctor, who was already sweating profusely, hurried to help the woman.

"Madame doesn't have to be like this, the old man must do his best. Ling Ji is a natural person, and he has a motherly heart for his wife, so he will be fine. Madame, and relax. ”

The other two doctors had already checked the patient and came over to discuss the prescription together. Xiao Yu leaned in and listened to their discussions.

One of the doctors said: "Fortunately, it is not a □□ that saw blood and sealed the throat, and there was no pain in the chest and abdomen, and there was no burn in the abdomen." It is due to the swelling of the throat and difficulty breathing, so the patient will fall into fainting. ”

"Several patients had swollen eyelids, difficulty closing their eyes, red tongues, slippery pulses, and swelling of their limbs. This edema comes on quickly, and if not diagnosed and treated in time, the patient may suffocate to death. ”

The old man agreed with the two of them's diagnosis. According to the old man's view, the more the maid can be added to the soup, so that the throat is swollen, the breathing is smooth, and the patient wakes up, and then tries to do other things. ”

"Needles can also be applied to reduce swelling. The patient is poisoned, which is caused by feeling the external evil, and the disease is in the lungs and spleen, which is yang water. You can take three Jiao Yu, Yin Ling Spring, water, column deficiency, lung Yu several acupoints, with a milli needle puncture. ”

Xiao Yu heard that the three old doctors had finished discussing with each other, so he went to prescribe a prescription and asked the monk to grab the medicine.

He crouched down and looked at the nearest monk. The monk's eyes were closed, his brow furrowed, his face was pale, his breath was short, his throat hissed, and he looked in pain.

Xiao Yu got up and looked around, walked up to a monk who seemed to be in charge, and said in a low voice: "Master, it takes time to boil the medicine, you can get some warm water to feed them first, maybe you can relieve their pain." He looked around again, "Also, there are too many people here, and the air is dirty, so please go out and wait first." ”

The monk looked down at him and said in surprise, "Which lady are you?" Don't play here, go back quickly, lest your elders worry. He didn't take his words to heart.

Xiao Yu was very helpless. He knew that the way he was was was unconvincing, but—

Seeing the crowd of people crowded in the main hall, as well as the patients who were lying on the ground in more and more pain, Xiao Yu thought about it, and jumped up on the table in front of the hall.

The monk was startled by him and hurried to get him down.

"Don't make trouble here, girl!" The monk's face was so anxious that his face turned red, but he didn't dare to touch him.

Xiao Yu raised his voice and said: "Listen to me, you may have relatives lying in the palace, I understand the worry and anxiety in your hearts. But crowding here is harmful to the patients, it only increases their suffering, and the foul air makes the patients more dangerous! Please leave the hall and leave the place to the doctor and the caregivers! ”

The young man's voice was neither as deep as that of an adult man, nor as delicate as that of a woman, it was a voice that blurred the boundaries of gender, clear as flowing water, and simply like a cold bead falling on a jade plate, which attracted the attention of everyone in the hall for a while, and was suddenly silent.

The silence in the hall lasted only for a moment, and the next moment there was a lot of commotion.

"Which lady are you? What's in the limelight here?! ”

"The doctor didn't speak, who allowed you to yell at us here?!"

"There are so many people here who are still suffering, and it's not like this to be famous!"

Xiao Yu frowned slightly, looking at the crowd that was even more chaotic than just now.

Some people here are really worried, and some people have nothing to do with the patients lying in the temple, and they are just here to join in the fun. This kind of person is often afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they are coaxed together, and the families of those patients turn their worries into anger and transfer them to him.

Qiao Jin, who was standing behind the crowd, crossed his arms and looked at the upright figure who was being besieged and reprimanded by the crowd with interest.

She was still standing tall on the table. Behind her is the golden body of the Buddha who is taller than several people, sacred, majestic, and compassionate.

And the slender but more tenacious figure, as if standing at the feet of the Buddha, is also condescending, looking down on the chaos in the hall.

Although she frowned, there was no trace of anger for no reason in those clear eyes, nor a trace of reproach, nor a trace of panic.

Isn't she scared or angry?

It's getting more and more interesting, this big girl Feng......

When everyone became more and more confused, a sudden high-pitched sharp cry suddenly overshadowed everyone's voices, and resounded throughout the entire hall at once.

"Mer! What's wrong with you, Mer! Don't scare your mother! ”

Xiao Yu didn't care about these people who didn't listen to persuasion, and hurriedly jumped off the table and walked over there.

The woman who had been crying by the wall had already rushed to the center of the hall, holding a young woman in her arms and weeping loudly. I saw that the girl raised her hand and grabbed her throat, and inhaled vigorously, but she couldn't breathe in a trace of air, and even her lips turned blue.

The three doctors had already returned to the temple after prescribing the medicine, and they were all busy with the girl at this time.

"Madam, let go of Ling Yan first, and let me wait for her to diagnose and treat her."

The woman was helped away by the servant, and the three doctors were startled when they saw the girl's situation, which clearly showed that the trachea had been completely blocked, and there was only air coming out and no air coming in.

"The old man is here to give the needle!" A doctor took out a silver needle from the medicine box and hurriedly pricked a few needles behind the girl's ear, but saw that the girl had gradually stopped struggling, and her hand was hanging down softly.

The three doctors looked at each other, and finally shook their heads weakly.

"Madam, Ling Yan has ...... Please mourn. The old man who applied the needle took the silver needle and said to the woman who was staring at them with wide eyes in horror.

The woman shook her lips and cried hoarsely: "No—no way! It's impossible, everyone else is fine! Mei'er will be fine! Please, save her! She knelt down again, ignoring the maid's obstruction.

"Madame, don't do that. Just because her physique is weaker than others, if you can wait until the decoction is boiled well, the edema can be eliminated. But...... However, Ling Yan has already ......"

There were several ladies who also wiped their eyes to help Madame.

"Mrs. Lu mourns. Since Miss Lu has ...... There is no cure left, so let her go in peace. You're like this, how can she let go? ”

"Yes, Mrs. Lu, please get up."

Mrs. Naru almost fainted, and was helped up in a daze, and her feet were weak but almost collapsed.

"Who said that Miss Lu is not saved?!" A voice as clear as spring water suddenly sounded behind everyone, with an unquestionable certainty.

Mrs. Naru didn't seem to hear anything else, but this not too high voice exploded in her ears like thunder. She jerked her head to look in the direction of the voice.

I saw a slender figure gathered under the tulle, stepping through the crowd step by step, walking towards her.