Chapter Thirty-Nine: Nine Deaths and One Life Scattered
Black Wind Village is not so much a robber's den as it is like a peaceful village. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info men and women in front of him are dressed plainly, their faces are peaceful, and there is no bandit unique to robbers. Cloud linden was secretly surprised.
Zhao Dahu hugged Lan Xiaoyi from the carriage, and turned back as he rushed forward: "What are you still stunned for, bring that little white face over!" β
Yun Lin didn't care about kicking his ass, and immediately carried Song Ziyu on his back, and followed Zhao Dahu back and forth between the villages.
Zhao Dahu turned a corner, he also turned a corner, Zhao Dahu entered a room, he also entered a room, Zhao Dahu put Lan Xiaoyi on a bed, raised his head and shouted in, "Miss Han Yi, the patient is here!" Yun Lin also put Song Ziyu on the bed and looked up - without saying a word.
Zhao Dahu grabbed the wall and shouted a few more times, and gradually retreated, Yun Lin saw a girl who came out of the back room. She was dressed in goose yellow clothes, melon seed face, and had two small dimples when she laughed, and she came in a hurry, like a gust of breeze.
"Miss Han Yi, look at my master, she seems to have a cold." Zhao Dahu pulled the woman named Han Yi and hurriedly went to Lan Xiaoyi's side.
Han Yi said to him: "Brother Big Tiger, don't you hold my arm and not let me go, right?" β
At this time, Zhao Dahu had already pulled Han Yi to Lan Xiaoyi's side, and when he heard her say, he hurriedly let go of his two hands and raised them on both sides of his head, and he touched the back of his head and said in the direction of Song Ziyu: "Aren't I in a hurry, and, by the way, give that Xiaobai - my master also takes a look at the disease." β
Han Yi reached out and grabbed Lan Xiaoyi's hand to cut the pulse for a while, tried her forehead, and said, "This girl is tired and has a cold outside, so she fell ill." Now, I have to change her into dry clothes first, and I'll prescribe two more doses of medicine for her, and just pour it down. As for this son-" Han Yi walked up to Song Ziyu and carefully cut back the pulse for him.
Yun Lin asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my young master?" β
Han Yi suddenly frowned, his face sank, and he took Song Ziyu's other hand to carefully diagnose.
Yun Lin saw that Han Yi's face was not quite right, and asked, "Doctor, what's wrong?" Could it beβ"
Han Yi put down Song Ziyu's hand and said, "He's fine." It's just that you need to apply a needle. β
"Then please Doctor Han-" Yun Yi was about to give up, but Han Yi stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Don't worry, I'll save him." When he turned around, he saw that Zhao Dahu was dragging Lan Xiaoyi on his back, and asked sharply, "What are you doing?" β
Zhao Dahu said: "Take her to change into dry clothes." β
"Presumptuous!" Yun Lin suddenly rushed in front of him, snatched Lan Xiaoyi over and said, "How can you be a big man and help Sister Lan change her clothes?" He hugged Lan Xiaoyi and turned his head and said, "This doctor, can you please change Sister Lan's clothes as soon as possible-"
Zhao Dahu looked confused, and couldn't react for a while with his empty hands, and then pointed at Yun Lin and said, "Hey, this little brother, I took my master in to find Mama Wang to change clothes!" Although I, Zhao Dahu, have robbed it, I will not do dirty things that bully women! What are you thinking? β
"Mama Wang?"
Han Yi snorted and laughed: "Mama Wang is the old woman in charge of boiling medicine, this young man, you don't have to worry, Brother Big Tiger will be waiting at the door." I'd better wake up your young master first. β
Zhao Dahu snorted and stretched out his hand to ask Lan Xiaoyi, but Yun Lime also shrank back suspiciously.
"Oh, you kid, what if my master, who is such a mother-in-law, is stupid!"
"Yes, yes, hurry up, and by the way, ask Mama Wang to boil medicine." Han Yi had already written the prescription and stuffed it on Zhao Dahu.
Yun Lin handed Lan Xiaoyi to Zhao Dahu at this time, looking at his back as he went inside, Yun Lin couldn't turn his gaze for a while.
At this time, Han Yi had already taken out the silver needle, and she smiled: "Young man, you really don't have to worry, although Brother Big Tiger is a little reckless, he has always been respectful to women." β
Yun Lin turned his head at this time, watched Han Yi stick a needle into Song Ziyu's body, and asked, "Doctor Han, I don't know what kind of illness my young master has?" Is there a big deal? β
Han Yi's face sank again, and after applying the needle, she took out moxa sticks and lit them for smoking, she said, "This should ask you, why did your young master take Nine Deaths and One Life?" β
"Nine deaths and one life scattered?" Yun Lin repeated, surprised. He searched his stomach, but he couldn't think of such a thing. Probably, he is lonely and unheard.
Han Yi nodded and said, "That's right, nine deaths and one life are scattered, it is a fake death medicine from the Western Regions, and it can be regarded as a rare thing." The person taking it will be in suspended animation for twenty-four hours. At this time, the internal organs stop functioning, blood flow stagnates, and even breathing stops. β
"Fake death medicine? It's not right, but my young master is breathing! β
Han Yi said: "If you are strongly stimulated during suspended animation, not only will the internal organs not be damaged, but can be activated, and after a few hours, the internal organs will gradually recover, and your breathing will also recover a little, but you are still in a state of syncope." An antidote is needed to revive him. She turned her head slightly, "It seems that the relationship between your young master and family is quite complicated." Someone wants to kill him, and someone wants to save him. β
Yun Lin hung his head and thought about it, feeling that Han Yi's words were not wrong, there were indeed people who wanted to kill the young master, but who wanted to save him? But another question came to his mind, "Antidote?" Didn't you just say you just needed to apply the needleβ"
Han Yi said: "He has already used the antidote, and I applied acupuncture and moxibustion just to hope that he would wake up as soon as possible." β
"Have you used an antidote?"
Han Yi said: "When you just held that girl and argued with Brother Big Tiger, I had already let him smell the incense of living death. As she spoke, she took out a small green bottle from her sleeve, put it in front of Yun Lin's eyes and said, "Look, this is it." β
Yun Lin looked at it carefully, looked up and said, "It's not common to scatter nine deaths and one life, right?" How do you have an antidote to it? β
Han Yi smiled: "Because, I invented this medicine!" β
"What? You invented it? β
Han Yi shrugged his shoulders, noncommittal, and said, "Actually, I was wrong just now, although this medicine came from the Western Regions, the inventor is me. At first, I only thought it was fun to invent this medicine, but a merchant in the Western Regions accidentally learned about it and thought it was a huge business opportunity, so he bought a lot of it from me. I also felt that there was no loss, anyway, I couldn't eat the dead, so in order to subsidize the family, I agreed. Unexpectedly, he sold it to the entire country at a high price, and I felt that I would not sell it to him anymore after suffering a loss. However, this time, it seems that it saved your young master. β
Yun Lin suddenly glared angrily, but he couldn't say half a word.
Seeing his appearance, Han Yi chuckled and said, "What? Think I don't deserve to be a doctor? β
Yun Lin gritted his teeth, turned his head and said, "I didn't mean that. β
Han Yi said: "It's true that this medicine saved your young master, but when I sold it at that time, I didn't consider other consequences, such as being buried alive after taking it by mistake, or dying because I didn't have time to take the antidote." It was my mistake. Doctors are supposed to treat diseases, but it is indeed not appropriate to sell medicine without asking about the disease. If someone dies because of this, I'm really sorry. β
Yun Linden suddenly stared up at Han Yi with wide eyes, why? Why does this seemingly powerless girl talk about death so freely? He thought of Lan Xiaoyi's panicked appearance last night and was on the verge of collapse.
Death should be something that everyone fears.
What kind of person is this girl?
ββββ Su has something to sayββββ
Ahem, I'm not a vegetarian. I'm a number thief.
The author has already been beaten away by me. From now on, this number will be mine, and I can write whatever I want, and besides, I can't write novels. Hey.
But I still wrote a second female. It is also possible to become the heroine B. Well.
hiahia~~~