The pharmacy is full of all kinds of bags, and the surrounding walls are densely embedded with medicine grids. Recently, Linlang has been neglected to take care of it, and the new medicinal materials have not been put into the medicine grid. Due to the lack of manpower, the medicinal herbs are also piled up like this.

In a secluded corner, Linlang cleared out a space, she found astragalus and codonopsis, weighed them separately and went to the room dedicated to decoction of medicines.

Blood is the yin fluid of man. Visible blood, lost too much, is not easy to be born quickly, but invisible qi should be urgent. The hemorrhage in Jinchi caused the yang energy to sink, making it difficult to breathe. Astragalus and Codonopsis are good medicines for replenishing qi and lifting yang, Aunt Rong chose 40 astragalus and 50 codonopsis, the largest amount of medicine is not added out of worry. It seems that the master's illness is really not light!

Linlang sat on the bench, holding a pu fan in her small hand and quickly making a fire. After a while, steaming heat came out of the sand porcelain medicine dish, and strings of fine bubbles emerged from the bottom of the pot, disrupting the calm water surface. Linlang hurriedly closed the lid, stabilized the fire and waited for the hour.

"Linlang, is the medicine cured?" Zhu Rong walked up to Linlang, her dark skirt reflecting her pale cheeks. Fang was nervous about doing things, enough to consume all his energy, and only then did he put his mind at ease, and everything only depended on Jin Chi's own creation.

"Half an hour to wait." Linlang hurriedly got up and helped Zhu Rong sit down, "Master...... How's it going? ”

Zhu Rong sighed and shook her head gently, "The situation is not very good, it depends on whether he can survive it!" After Zhu Rong finished speaking, she closed her beautiful eyes, and the ghostly peach blossom eyes were entangled with anxiety, she gently straightened her back, and only after hearing a series of clicking sounds did she relax and wondered: "However, the old man's wound is very strange, as if he was voluntarily cut off." ”

Zhu Rong's words were like a knife stuck in Linlang's chest, and she knew that all this was planned by the eldest lady and Mrs. Chi. Now that Jin Chi is crippled, he will definitely not act vigorously in the future. "Could it be the work of a martial arts person who is proficient in medicine?"

Linlang's casual words reminded herself, and she suddenly remembered that she had heard a strange term when she was investigating Dongying's information before-endure! They grew up in horrible conditions, and they were trained to learn all kinds of mixed knowledge, all for the merciless slaughter.

"This statement is not wrong, in order to pursue the ultimate, people in the martial arts often study the structure of the human body, coupled with their accurate judgment, it is possible to cut off an arm in an instant." Zhu Rongwu thought to herself, worriedly glanced at the medicinal soup, and personally scooped out some with a soup spoon and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it. "Add three points of heat and give the medicine a moment in advance." After Zhu Rong finished speaking, she stopped chatting and hurriedly went to see the situation of Jinchi.

Linlang increased the heat according to Zhu Rong's instructions, and when the time came, she took out the medicinal soup, covered it, and walked carefully towards the guest room. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Jin Chi's violent cough, like blood entering his lungs and turning into phlegm.

Zhu Rong saw that Linlang brought the medicine, took it carefully, and scooped it with a soup spoon and put it to Jin Chi's lips.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......!" Jin Chi coughed violently and spilled the soup spoon, Zhu Rong quickly put down the soup and gently patted Jin Chi's back.

"Aunt Rong, the master is coughing." Linlang reminded carefully.

Zhu Rong was stunned when she heard this, she was concerned about the safety of her master just now, and she forgot that people with coughs can't drink this ginseng soup to replenish their qi. In a hurry, I almost made a big mistake! So, what to do then? Zhu Rong looked at Linlang, doctors all know that ginseng soup is used to hang people, and it is the final bottom line to save people.

Now that this last prescription has been ruled out, the old man ...... Zhu Rong was uneasy, in case something happened to Jinchi, she would not be able to escape the blame.

"Linlang, do you have any other ideas?"

Zhu Rong's tone was pleading, she knew that Linlang had a unique skill, and she must know the situation of Jin Chi at this moment. It's just that she doesn't know that Jin Chi is Linlang's biological father, so Linlang will help if she is reasonable.

"This ......," Linlang hesitated, there was a recipe that could quickly restore qi and blood, but it was difficult to be accepted. "This recipe is more out of the way, and Linlang doesn't know how effective it is."

When Zhu Rong heard this, her thin eyebrows immediately stretched. Doctors know that the more out-of-the-way the prescription, the more effective it is to treat incurable diseases. It's just that these home remedies are tricky and difficult to find, but fortunately, there is everything in the Jin family pharmacy, and there is no shortage of some rare fruits. "What's the method, is the medicine easy to find?"

"Hey!" Linlang nodded, stared at her toes and said, "The old man needs to drink three bowls of virgin urine." ”

"The urine of a virgin? What is the solution? Zhu Rong was surprised, this kind of recipe is also wonderful.

Linlang took a deep breath and explained after calming down: "There are clouds in the ancient recipe, blood is the yin fluid of people, and a large amount of loss can easily cause a lack of yang qi. Ginseng soup is solid, but those who cough should not use it. Only by starting from the yin liquid, stop the yin loss, and reverse the yang. However, human urine comes out of the blood, and its composition is no different from that of blood yin. Therefore, if you replenish yin, urine is the best! According to the difference between men and women, men drink women's urine, women drink men's urine, and children's urine is the best! ”

After Linlang said this, her voice was so low that she couldn't even hear it. Zhu Rong was relieved, and hurriedly sent someone to find the three little girls.

"Pinch the front and go, and leave only the middle. Lasts three days, three pairs per day. Linlang quietly attached to Zhu Rong's ear and reminded softly.

After some busyness, Jin Chi's face really improved. Zhu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and made a look, and quietly retreated with Linlang.

The next day, Jin Fuzhong suddenly received an invitation.

In a few moments, the news that Bai Shaocheng and Du Jiu'er were going to marry covered the entire Golden City like a cloud.

On the red paper inlaid with gold edges, Bai Shaocheng wrote the dragon and the phoenix danced, but Du Jiu'er's name was beautiful and clear. Every stroke is like a portrayal of happiness, profoundly depicting Du Jiu'er's sweet smile.

Linlang held the hot invitation, and it was not a taste in her heart. There are still heart-wrenching words replaying in my mind, "Whether you are Jin Xiaoqi or Linlang, be my woman in this life!" As soon as the domineering words passed, he married another woman, and a woman he didn't like.

Before I knew it, Linlang came to the rose garden in the east of the city.

In early summer, the garden is getting warmer day by day, and the roses in the garden are also blooming with many flower bones. Standing in front of the wooden house, you can see from afar, the scarlet branches are dotted in the emerald green, like the stars in the night sky, which makes people's hearts ethereal.

Linlang wielded her scythe tirelessly, combing the messy branches neatly. The rose thorn cut many wounds on her jade little hand, but she seemed to forget the pain, and the neat Danbei always bit her lower lip and rushed into the mess of flowers and vines again and again.

When the sun shines vertically on the earth, it is already three o'clock in the afternoon. Ling Shan looked around anxiously, and finally found a dejected figure in the corner of the rose garden.

Tears and blood beads crossed and intertwined on the flawless face, and a pair of eyes stared blankly at the air, the few leisurely floating white clouds. Linlang lay among the vines, letting the spikes pierce her body.

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart, is there anyone more stupid than her in the world?

Linlang closed her eyes in despair and let the tears come out. When she rejected Bai Shaoyan, she had already expected to lose him one day. But I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and I really faced it with a heart-rending pain in my heart, and my whole soul seemed to be drained and uncomfortable.

She really wanted to rush to Bai Shaoyan to explain clearly, but she knew that the accumulation of the past ten years was like a tight arrow off the string, once shot, there was no turning back.

Ling Shan stepped on the rose vines all over the ground and walked to Linlang, and before she could open her mouth, she heard her ask leisurely: "Ling Shan, what gift do you say I will prepare tomorrow?" ”