The filling of the small crossbow is not laborious, and Xie Wei has completely mastered the skills after practicing with the drama for three days, and he can install the machine bracket in a very short time, and he does not have to worry about the accuracy.

Dr. Mo also accepted and relieved her worries, and the doctor put her on duty in the afternoon, when most of the children slept deeply, which was the most relaxing of all the times.

Most of the time, he sat at the bottom of the stairs, bored watching the medicinal soup boil through little by little, slowly dyed with brown and yellow color, and freed up the fragrance of medicine.

The scent of nepeta and mint filled the air, and in the fragrance of medicine, Xie Wei leaned leisurely on the fire fox beside him, studying the heavy bamboo scroll lying on his lap.

It is borrowed from the doctor, and it is a messy note of the growth and use of some herbs and the treatment of diseases, and the handwriting is different and the age is also different, which is obviously a collection of the experiences of several doctors.

She had learned calligraphy in her previous life, and it was not difficult to recognize the seal characters.

Xie put down the bamboo chips, shook his head gloomily, and divided the medicinal soup.

Those fragmentary drug experiences are very much in line with the characteristics of the literature of this era - fragmentation.

The brown-yellow medicinal juice was filtered into the three black Jomon pottery bowls, and Xie Wei wiped away some of the medicinal foam splashed on the mouth of the bowl, and called softly: "Seven leaves." ”

A girl with a bun pulled out of the door, her eyes were large, but not half bright, and there was an incomprehensible smile on her little face.

Without waiting for the answer, she picked up two bowls of medicine and walked back to the house awkwardly, not even knowing that she had splashed a little on her hand.

Xie frowned slightly, and brought another bowl of medicine in.

The girl called "Seven Leaves" is the girl who was in the pericardium before.

Because she was too squeamish, she didn't drink all the medicine, and she cried and didn't have a good rest, and the fever was high again that night, almost to the point of burning her hands.

Although her life was saved after several treatments, an originally clever girl was burned to the stupid appearance she is now.

She was a child abandoned by her family in the wild grass again, and this time she was homeless, and she couldn't even remember her name.

Xie Wei named her "Seven Leaves", because the Seven Leaf Lotus can reduce fever and relieve convulsions, and it is the medicine that saved her life that night.

The other three children's illnesses are almost better, and they have an inexplicable resistance to Qiye, and the three of them scramble to grab the bowl of medicine in their hands.

“…… It's all the same, so why bother? Xie Wei casually put the pottery bowl on the table, and reflexively wanted to leave.

"Doctor Girl!" The older child snatched the bowl of medicinal soup to relieve his worries and drank it all, wiping the slightly bitter medicinal juice at the corner of his mouth, and his brows were twisted into knots.

Xie Wei turned around and looked at him quietly.

The boy was so frightened by her that he didn't know where to start.

In the room, I could only hear the sound of Qiye babbling, I don't know what she was muttering, it sounded as weird as a spell.

"Why?" Xie frowned, a little impatient, and spitting has always been her least favorite character.

The boy ......continued to be confused, and in the past few days, she has often been in and out of the ward, discussing the condition of the children with the doctors, although she is not very old, in the eyes of these young children, she is as awe-inspiring as several older doctors.

So when the boy said this, he didn't even dare to raise his head, and naturally he didn't see the impatient look on Xie Worry's face, and he still thought about himself, rubbing the organizational language.

Helpless, he took out a peacock blue oval stone from his sleeve, this boy called "Feng" and the dead Fen are friends, these days I have always been grinding to solve my worries and asking, this stone has been delivered to Wu Luo.

But although many ink heroes have been dispatched to secretly search, this so-called Wu Luo still has not been found.

Feng saw the pebble in her jade white little hand, and sat back on the low couch in disappointment.

Fen was a friend he had known since childhood, but he was separated and orphaned along the way when his parents fled from the north.

His mind is more exquisite than others, he always knows a lot of things, touching fish and crabs, climbing mountains and trees, all of which are not a problem, and he can support himself with this ability at a young age.

I heard that the last thing he did before he contracted the disease was to find a magical stone and give it to a man named Wu Luo.

Fen didn't tell people who Wu Luo was, but Feng knew that ordinary people didn't have a surname, and since this Wu Luo had a name and a surname, he was definitely not a simple character.

Qiye tilted his head to the side and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly a bright smile bloomed, took the stone in his hand, danced in circles, and muttered endlessly, "Stone...... Stone...... Goddess ......"

"Goddess?" Xie Wei grasped the key, "Wushan Goddess? ”

Originated in Chudi, the goddess of Wushan who was hazy in the history of more than 2,000 years later? What can this strange-looking stone have to do with her?

"Wushan ......" Qiye tried to read these two words correctly as she looked, and a pair of big godless eyes didn't know where to fix.

"Worry, angelica." The doctor who came to change shifts was only a teenager, but no one could compare to him in terms of knowledge—of course, there was no exception for those who had plug-in support such as Xie Wu.

"Dai, can you recognize this thing?" Xie Wei felt that Cheng Dù, who was erudite with medicine, if she couldn't recognize this thing anymore, then she could only bury the stone with Fen.

The medical representative looked at it seriously for a while, and nodded his head firmly, "This Wushan stone is also." ”

Therefore, he continued to explain: "Commonly known as 'Wushan Stone', it is not produced in Wushan, but on the bank of the Changliu River, which is transformed by the rain and can bind the goddess, but it is just nonsense, and the words of children. Although he is young, his ambition is far greater than that of a bird, and he believes in this? ”

In the final analysis, this beautiful legend that can bind the goddess is just a fantasy made up by children who don't know what year and month, and they can't be counted.

This kind of stone is just a stone with a peculiar shape next to the riverbank, nothing more.

Xie Worry flashed his eyes, so that he could say that he took back the stone from Qiye's hand, "As far as I can see, this thing is just childish play?" ”

"Yes, yes." The doctor nodded affirmatively.

"No!" Feng tried his best to object, "Fen treats him like his life!" ”

Although Fen is dead, how can the things he once cherished as if he were his life just an object of joke between children?!

Relieve her worries and eyes, maybe Feng Annoyance is very reasonable, but unfortunately although she is still a young girl's body, she has long since remembered what she thought when she was a child, she can't understand Feng and Fen, they can be so attentive for those childish things.

However, after all, Fen regarded it as her fate, and she should probably continue to look for him and hand it over to Wu Luo.