Except for the money, the family can't even find a child from top to bottom. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He sometimes really wondered how such a poor master had filled the stomachs of their master and apprentice in the past.

I miss the master again, alas! When the master had just died, he was not used to staying alone in those two huge straw houses.

Fortunately, time is the best healing medicine, and now he can also take medicine for the people in the village like his master, and by the way, he also took the villagers to the mountains to dig up some herbs.

By this time the sun had climbed to the sky, and he tightened his steps and strode in the direction of the village.

The village where he lives is called Yao Village, because everyone in the village has the surname Yao. Since the death of the master, he is the only one with a foreign surname left in the village, and he is the only doctor in the village after the master.

There are more than 20 families in the village, whose ancestors have lived here for generations, and even though they know that the only exit to the outside world is very rare, few people go out, except for the fixed days of the month, the village chief always sends a few men out to take out the things in the village and exchange them for money or goods. Most of the people here are self-sufficient, living a down-to-earth life of working at sunrise and returning at sunset.

The straw hat was put back on his head, the herbs planted in the field were growing well, and the weeds were cleared by him. Yisheng walked briskly on the grassy country road.

The earthen cultivation rooms in front of him are finally clear, and a smile is dyed on the young man's lips, he is almost home!

A chubby boy, about seven or eight years old, had a handful of droplet-shaped hair on the top of his bare head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a patched brown coat on his body, looking in a hurry.

When he saw Yisheng with a leisurely face in front of him, the steps under his feet were even more windy, and he came to his side with a 'whoosh'.

"Brother, hurry... Go to my house! The child ran out of breath and pulled Yisheng's arm to pull in the direction of his house.

"Hey, Huzi, slow down, slow down! I know your mother has already cooked a meal, so it won't be cold for a while! Yisheng was a little crying and laughing when he was dragged by him, but his heart was warm.

The villagers in the village are so nice, even if he has no money, the family never opens the stove, but the simple villagers always invite him to eat at home when the meal is over, which makes him a little embarrassed.

When Huzi heard him say this, his expression became even more anxious, and he even stammered a little when he spoke, "No, no, Brother Yisheng, my mother... When my mother was washing clothes by the river at the entrance of the village today, she rescued a woman, who was lying on my kang at this time, and her face was not red at all, which was scary. My mother is specifically calling you.. I told you to go back and see if there is any salvation! ”

As soon as he heard Huzi's words, Yisheng Fangcai's playful expression was immediately a lot more solemn, and he frowned, "Why didn't you say it earlier...!" ”

He strode forward, overtaking the child in a few strokes, and instead he dragged the tiger forward.

At this moment, Huzi's house has been surrounded by a lot of people on the third floor and the outer three floors, and everyone heard that a foreigner had been rescued in the village, and they all rushed over to see the excitement. For many years, not to mention an outsider in their village, even a dog was the cub of someone's family in the village, so they took one home and guarded the yard.

"Let's all go back!" The village head, Yao Heng, was on crutches, his hair and beard were white, and he was still sonorous and powerful when he was nearly seventy years old.

He drove all the people who were tightly barricaded out of the courtyard and beckoned them all to go home and eat.

Hu Ziniang is a country woman with a round face, and she is sitting on the edge of the kang at the moment to tie the neckline of the rescued woman.

The woman's face on the kang was pale, her skin was a little wrinkled with blisters, and her lips were bloodless. Hu Ziniang used the coarse cloth towel next to the pillow to help the woman wipe her forehead with a little sweat, and then sighed slightly.

It's not anyone's girl who is so handsome but suffers such a crime. When she changed her clothes just now, there was not even a little heat on her body, and if she hadn't tried to snort and still have a little faint breath, she really thought that this girl was dead.

It was important to save people, Yisheng didn't dare to delay more, and then left the child directly and left first.

He took a few steps into the courtyard surrounded by a high fence, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the village chief and Huzi's father standing at the door.

"Village chief, brother Guizi, where are the people?"

"Back room, Hu Ziniang just changed the girl's wet clothes."

The two followed Yisheng into the house together to see what was going on!

Looking at the face, checking the pulse, and looking at the tongue coating, I probably tried the body temperature, and the young man, who has always had shallow eyes and always smiled, involuntarily twisted into a big Chuanzi between his eyebrows.

"The situation is not very good, this girl's complexion is pale, her tongue is purple, she has a loss of qi and blood, and she has been soaked in the river water for a long time, which has led to the already insufficient qi and blood stasis, and now she has a fever, which is really tricky!"

The other three people in the house were also shocked when they heard this, and Hu Ziniang stepped forward: "Yisheng, it's so serious, is it hopeless?" ”

Although she and Huzi's father are simple-hearted and kind-hearted people, they also hope that such a beautiful girl can be cured and have no worries about her life. But now that even the doctor Yisheng has said so, she is a little awkward in her heart, this person must not die in her house! Although she has done a good thing to save people, she always feels a little uncomfortable living in this dead house, not to mention that she is still a stranger who is not related to them.

"Don't worry, let me think." How could Yisheng guess what Hu Ziniang cared about, and his mind was full of thoughts about how to save this girl at this moment. This girl's current symptoms, if they are treated separately, he is nine out of ten, but it is really difficult for him to go into battle together like this, for a doctor who has not been in office for a few years.

He now had to go back and look through the master's codex to see if there was any compromise that would make the medicinal herbs he used not conflict.

"Village chief, brother Guizi, why don't you carry people to my house! This girl's illness is not easy to treat, she has to have a blood transfusion for ischemia, and she has to take a medicinal bath for blood stasis on her body, and there is no place for your family, the room in my backyard is just empty, and it is easy to take medicinal herbs or something, but it is a lot of trouble sister-in-law, help take care of this girl every day, after all, there is a difference between men and women. ”

At a very young age, he had seen the master give a blood transfusion to a patient who had not yet lived in seclusion, and the younger brother of a close friend of the master at that time was seriously injured because of excessive blood loss.

It was the peculiar method used by the master that made him curious, and over the years, he had memorized the blood transfusion method taught by the master, and even practiced the technique of pricking the needle. (To be continued.) )