When Yang Zhirou woke up, it was already noon the next day, so she went next door to see Xiaohe, Xiaohe really died, and the operation was done under such simple medical conditions, the wound was not inflamed, and there was no fever last night.

On the other side, Huzi and Fu Kang were cooking lunch in the stove. I have always been very curious, if Fu Kang is really the head of the so-called divine doctor family as he said, why didn't he follow him with an entourage or a maid or something, and looking at the way he cooks, it looks like a thing, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the patriarch of a big family. The patriarch of the ancient family in his eyes should be the kind of stubborn old man who does things with a single eye and is pedantic to death, or a local tyrant who eats fat-headed pig brains. If Old Man Fu is really, then it is really a strange one.

Just thinking about it, two people came from the path of the bamboo forest, pushed open the courtyard door made of bamboo and walked in, and the people who came were Geng Laohan and the sick scholar Geng Jie. Geng Laohan saw Yang Zhirou and stepped forward to greet him with a smile: "Miss Yang, I went into the city in the morning to buy the clothes for you, and you are not satisfied." The sick scholar unloaded the basket on his back when the old man was talking, took out a large package and handed it to Yang Zhirou.

Yang Zhiju thanked him, turned his head and told Huzi to boil water for himself, and then took his clothes into the room, he smelled of blood on his body, fortunately it was winter now, otherwise it would have stinked a long time ago.

Sitting on the bed and spreading out the package, he counted eight sets of cotton clothes and two sets of green cloth robes, which should be Huzi's. The remaining two sets of gray robes, and two sets of robes that were somewhat yellowish and white, and some resembled ivory white, the gray clothes looked larger than the white ones, which should have been Xiaohe's. The cotton wool is not particularly thick to the touch. There are also several sets of cotton cloth and cotton shoes next to the clothes.

According to Huzi, cotton is a precious thing here, ordinary people can't afford to wear it, those who dig in the field are filled with cotton cloth to make winter clothes in winter, and even poorer people even use catkins to make winter clothes. Only some well-off families who do small businesses can afford cotton clothes. The royal family, the official family, and the wealthy family all used silk-filled clothes or fur coats to protect against the cold.

Yang Zhirou has never been a picky person, when she goes out on a mission, she is allblack, occasionally she wears evening dresses or something like that because of the requirements of the mission, and at other times she always wears a T-shirt and jeans, and adds a leather jacket in winter. The eldest sister said that she was a person with no interest and didn't understand life. The eldest brother often asks himself, "Are you just dressed in clothes?" He also said that his wardrobe was the same as the old master's wardrobe, either black or white.

Just thinking about it, Huzi had already brought in the boiled water, then went to get a big bath bucket in, and finally took some soap horns for Yang Zhirou.

Yang Zhirou was about to take a bath, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know what he looked like since he crossed over.

went out to ask Old Man Fu for a mirror, but Old Man Fu said that he didn't use a mirror as an old man.

Yang Zhirou couldn't do it, and Yang Zhirou went back to the room to observe himself from the reflection in the water.

The water rippled around, and after looking at it for a long time, his eyes suddenly widened: Isn't this himself!? Although he is skinny, he looks exactly the same as when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. His eyes were not small, but now because he is too thin, his face has not grown, and his two eyes are extraordinarily big. The dark pupils, inner double eyelids, curved eyebrows, and long eyelashes make the eyes look not only big but also extraordinarily bright. The nose is very small, and the mole on the tip of the nose is the same as in my previous life. The mouth is small, and he smiled, revealing his white teeth, and a pear vortex appeared on his right cheek, and his forehead was the same as in his previous life. The only difference may be the hair, although he also had long hair in his previous life, but he knew the position in the middle of his back, and his hair was a little yellowish, and now his hair is very long, to the waist, black and shiny. Well, the hair is very satisfying.

Opened his mouth wide in surprise, the strange old man who raised himself is a believer in Buddhism, although he doesn't believe it, but he still knows about reincarnation, past life and future life, this body has the same name and surname as himself, and looks the same, is it his previous life, but here is different from the world in history, what is this for a while.

I took off my clothes, soaked myself in water, couldn't think of why, sighed, alas, I don't want to, even if I think about it, what's the use, I can't go back, if I come, I'll be safe.

In his previous life, he was abandoned by his parents when he was a baby, and at the age of five because of his withdrawn personality, he was excluded by the children in the orphanage, and ran away from home in a fit of anger, but he didn't expect to know the way back, so he could only wander the streets, and was picked up by the old man when he was about to starve to death on the street, except for the eldest brother and eldest sister in the group, everyone else was picked up by the old man like himself, and he got better day by day under the care of the old man and his brothers and sisters in the group, and he was already famous in the circle when he was fifteen years old. At the age of twenty-two, that is, before he wore it, he was already a veritable king of mercenaries. I wanted to work for a few more years, retire, travel around the world, and then find a beautiful countryside to live the rest of my life. I didn't think of this, I don't know if the old man is okay, whether they have found themselves, and whether they will be sad because of their death. Alas.

In this life, Yang Zhirou wondered if he could stop fighting like that, now that he has money, he can buy some fields in the countryside, open a pond, in addition to farming, reading every day, fishing, and going for a walk in the fields after eating, can he live the life he dreams of in advance.

Thinking of this, the depression caused by worrying about the old man just now is not so strong.

After taking a bath, changing clothes, wiping his hair with a cotton cloth until it was half dry, without a comb, coiling his hair with a wooden strip, and then calling Huzi in, and telling him to pour the water and go to change it himself, he already had a great smell on his body.

Then walked to the courtyard, the sick scholar and the old man Geng had not left, they were sitting together talking, seeing Yang Zhirou come out, the sick scholar was stunned for a moment, looked at himself stupidly, and the old man Fu next to him pushed him, before he came back to his senses, blushed, looked at himself embarrassedly and bowed his head and did not speak.

And the old man Geng on the other side, after seeing himself, wanted to come over but didn't dare to come, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

Yang Zhirou walked up to Old Man Geng and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

Old man Geng listened to her words, glanced at the sick scholar, and then at himself.

The old man Fu on the side couldn't stand it anymore: "Oh, how can you swallow and vomit, girl, it's like this, Old Man Geng just wants to beg you to see Jie'er, you should also see it, he is too hot but he suffers from the cold, and there is a problem on his lungs, I met them three years ago, I can only use medicine to help him recuperate, but there is no way to cure it, I don't know if the girl has a way to get rid of this disease?" After speaking, he looked at himself expectantly.

"Cure is curable, but what's in it for me?"

Geng Laohan had already knelt down when he heard the word "Zhizhi": "Girl, please cure the child, as long as the girl can cure the child, I will listen to the girl from now on, and I will do whatever the girl asks me to do." ”

"What about him? Do you listen to me too? As he spoke, he pointed to the sick scholar.

"This—" The old man hesitated.

The sick scholar on the side also knelt down to Yang Zhirou when he heard this, and said: "Girl, I was the grandson of the chief of the Geng family in Yizhou, four years ago, I entered Beijing to take the exam, but I just arrived in Lin'an but suddenly heard that my father had passed away, and I vomited blood in a hurry, and I was chased and killed on the way back. When I got home, my father's first seven days had passed, and the whole family had been controlled by my second uncle's family. It turned out that my second uncle's family had long been dissatisfied with the arrangement of the family property after my grandfather left, and had been thinking about getting rid of my father and me, and finally waited for me to catch the exam...... The second uncle saw that I went back safely, and he didn't plan to let me go, and wanted the maid to poison me. Uncle Geng because of the thought of my father's kindness to him, took some money and escaped with me overnight, we walked for three months, came here, brought the money after buying land and building a house, there is not much left, I am not in good health to work, I can only occasionally copy books at home to earn some money to supplement the family, the rest including my money for treatment and medicine are earned by Uncle Geng going to the city to work, Uncle Geng watched me grow up, and has no children and no daughters, so I recognized him as a father-in-law. Three years ago, my condition suddenly deteriorated, vomiting blood, fortunately I met Dr. Fu, otherwise...... Although I passed the life and death barrier, Doctor Fu said that I was overly worried, and even if he hung me with medicine, I wouldn't be able to survive for long, and I didn't have any expectations for my body. But I didn't expect to meet you, girl, if the girl can really save my life, the girl will be my master in the future. ”

Yang Zhirou didn't speak after listening, but looked at Geng Laohan.

Geng Laohan saw Yang Zhirou looking at him, and hurriedly said: "I will go wherever Jie'er goes, since Jie'er is willing to follow the girl, what do I have to stop, if the girl can really cure Jie'er, I will also recognize the girl as the master." ”

Yang Zhirou heard him say this, and then spoke: "I promise to treat you and help you treat your illness, on the condition that you have to sign a deed of sale to me, what you say now is good, but who knows if you will betray me, I need your deed of sale as a guarantee." Those who follow me must be sincere, if you do anything to betray me in the future, hum! Don't blame me for being ruthless! Of course, I am a very protective person, and you have become my people, and as long as I am here, I will protect you thoroughly. As he spoke, his immature face revealed a hint of domineering.

When the sick scholar and Geng Laohan saw Yang Zhirou like this, they really felt that Yang Zhirou could protect them.

Yang Zhirou said to the old man Fu on the other side: "Don't you want me to heal, go get a pen and paper." ”

Old man Fu ran into the house like a fly, his heart blossomed, and he could learn again, this girl is really amazing.

In the interval between the old man Fu taking the pen and paper, Yang Zhirou gave the sick scholar the lower pulse, and sure enough, it was the same as what the old man Fu said, first he was in a hurry, and before he could go to the fire and lose weight and cold, it is estimated that he had a lot of cough and hurt his lungs, and he missed the best period of recuperation for a few months on the road, and he was stunned to become a chronic disease, and he could not be cured by taking medicine, so he could only use acupuncture.

Listening to Old Man Fu's meaning, no one in this world knows acupuncture, so there are no needles for acupuncture for sale, and he has to make a set of needles before treating him.

Yang Zhirou took the pen and paper that Old Man Fu brought over, and began to write, describing the appearance of the needle body, needle tip, and needle handle one by one, as well as the differences between different types of needles, and the differences in materials. It was handed to Old Man Fu and said, "If you want to cure his illness, find someone to make this for me." ”

Old man Fu took the paper and looked at it, his frowning brows could kill the flies all the time, looked at Yang Zhirou and said, "A few needles can cure the disease, girl, don't tease me." ”

Yang Zhirou said: "If you don't believe me, don't come to beg me." "Didn't pay any more attention to them. I went to the kitchen and took two radishes and walked to the back of the bamboo house, the bamboo house was built at the foot of the mountain, the old man Fu said that this mountain is called Kao Mountain, it is the largest mountain in Dongwu, Dongwu is adjacent to the sea, the terrain is many plains, it is rare to see such a big mountain, think about it, I just woke up when I was on a small hill, surrounded by forests, and from there on the way to Wancheng I saw all small hills.

The reason why Mt. Kao is called Mt. Kao is because there are a variety of exotic flowers and plants in the mountain, and according to people who have been to the deep mountains, there are all kinds of flowers and plants in the depths of the mountain, even in the cold winter, and it is called Mt. Kao.

Behind the bamboo house is the mountain, which is covered with a variety of trees and vegetation, and even though it has just snowed, you can still see a little green clothes. After taking a breath of air, the needle was fresh.

At this time, a horse with black fur ran out of the woods, saw Yang Zhirou, and ran over happily. Yang Zhirou smiled when she saw it happy, and when the horse came to her, she handed it the radish, and the horse neighed happily, took it in her mouth, and gnawed it up.

When I saw it like this, I smiled even more.

This horse is the horse that pleases herself before, before leaving there, she released the horse, and left it, according to Huzi, this horse is called Treading Snow, it was bought by his eldest brother from the vendor from the north, and it was very cheap when he bought it, because although this horse grew well, but it bites, and it is also a picky eater, and when it comes to his eldest brother, he can't see that it is a horse, and the coat is gray, but the front end of the horse's four hooves has a pinch of white hair, which looks like the shape of a plum blossom, and his eldest brother likes it at a glance, So I bought it, but this didn't change anything, this horse still loves to bite, picky eaters are more serious, until I found it, every day to talk to it, feed it radishes, it and their own people in the house slowly get close, haha, love to eat radish, love to bite horses, treading snow to find plums, interesting.

Yang Zhirou touched the horse's head and thought: It would be good if I could live here forever.