Zhan Feihong carried Su Chuanfang on his back and ran wildly all the way, and with the abundant spiritual power in his body, he ran for more than an hour.

In the end, it was not that he couldn't bear it physically, but that he was afraid that Miss Su's sick body would be aggravated by long-term bumps, so he came to a small village he didn't know and stopped.

"I wonder if there is Lang Zhong here?" the young man reached out to untie the net around his waist and held Su Chuanfang in his arms.

Looking at Miss Su's half-awake appearance, Zhan Feihong felt quite remorseful in his heart, thinking that he asked the girl to walk with him in the first place, intending to bring peace to others. Unexpectedly, since Qushui County, the two of them have encountered countless hardships and hardships, where did they sleep peacefully?

It's just that I am too impulsive to do things, and I have caused some baskets with constant accounts, which has led to sleeping in the open day and night, and I am frightened.

Sighing faintly, Zhan Feihong knocked on the door panels of the houses in the village one by one, and finally found a Jianghu Langzhong.

"Uncle, my sister has been burning for a few hours, please treat me!" Zhan Feihong looked at the middle-aged man with a long beard in front of him worriedly, and lied.

The middle-aged man didn't answer immediately, looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them carefully, then let go of half of his body and said, "Come in!"

Zhan Feihong hurriedly walked in with Su Chuanfang in his arms, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he smelled a strong smell of decoction. I saw that in this seemingly small farmhouse, there were a large number of medicinal herbs that he didn't know their names were piled up, which was a little richer than the big medicine store in the county.

The young man didn't know anything about "medicine", he was just surprised why the next country man was so dedicated, so he lowered his head and walked into the main house.

"Lay her down on the kang. After entering the house, the middle-aged man closed the door with his backhand, threw down a sentence and opened the curtain on his own and walked into the side room.

Zhan Feihong slowly put Su Chuanfang on the kang in the corner of the wall according to the instructions, turned his head to look at the medicine cabinets that were neatly arranged around him, which were one and a half years high, and the copper tripod in the center of the room that was boiling medicine, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

If the medicinal herbs in the courtyard can barely find some reason to explain, then the furnishings in this house will definitely not be an ordinary man's belongings.

Not to mention anything else, the value of the wood used in the medicine cabinet alone, even if he had seen his entire life in the village, he would not be able to earn the silver money to buy two of the fast boards.

Because Zhan Feihong vaguely remembered that the box that the old man used to hold the original secret book of "Jin Yuangong" was made of this kind of wood, and the box has a history of hundreds of years, and it is still as bright as new when the dust is wiped off, which shows the preciousness of this wood.

The family of dozens of them only has such a one-foot-square small box, and if they want to buy another one, their hands will be tight, not to mention the big guy who is half a height and has more than a dozen drawers, and it is still eight at a time.

Even if they are told to go bankrupt, they won't be able to do it.

While Zhan Feihong was surprised, a trace of vigilance also rose in his mind. I am afraid that such a luxurious practitioner of medicine will not have any good character, and if he asks for gold and silver, if he asks for anything else, he will inevitably have to fight.

"But then again, as long as his requirements are not too qualified, he still has to take Miss Su's condition first。。。。。。 The young man thought helplessly, and his eyebrows were full of hesitation.

After a while, the middle-aged man lifted the curtain and walked out, throwing Zhan Feihong a white porcelain bottle covered with a red stopper. "Just take one pill. As he spoke, he paid attention to the boiling hot potion in the bronze tripod.

Zhan Feihong carefully opened the stopper and sniffed the taste, except for the bitter taste, there was a little unique medicinal fragrance, not like a harmful poison pill. Quietly turning his back, he poured one in his hand, the pill was black all over, and a little bit of unground residue could still be seen on the epidermis.

I'll try it first。。。。。。

The young man swallowed his saliva, and glanced at the middle-aged man who was concentrating on the top again, and with a "grunt", he put the pill in his hand into his mouth, chewing it seven or eight times in a row, and his mouth was full of bitterness. He quickly pursed his lips, silently endured this thing that was even more bitter than Huang Lian, his throat surged repeatedly, and he swallowed it all.

Unexpectedly, this obviously bitter medicine brings people a refreshing feeling after entering the stomach. Zhan Feihong even felt that his eyes were bright, and everything in his field of vision was clearer.

"How is it, it's not poisonous, right?" When he exhaled a breath of turbidity, the middle-aged man who was watching Ding said coldly.

Zhan Feihong suddenly blushed, he was very embarrassed about this act of not trusting the other party. "The gentleman gave this elixir, and the younger generation couldn't help but be grateful. After thinking about it, he decided to make up for it with a polite remark.

"Whether it is a panacea or not, we have to wait until the disease is eliminated to make a decision. The middle-aged man laughed lukewarmly and said no more.

Zhan Feihong made such a big fuss, so he had to reach out and pour out the second pill, ready to help Miss Su swallow it. However, when he propped up the girl's waist and put the pill into the other party's mouth, he suddenly found that Su Chuanfang was completely unconscious and couldn't swallow anything.

"How is this good?" the boy wanted to pour water into it, but the pill was not small, and he was afraid that it would get stuck in his throat and not be able to swallow it, which would cause even more trouble.

He turned to the middle-aged man in embarrassment and asked tentatively, "Can the gentleman teach the junior a way to help her swallow the medicine?"

The middle-aged Lang Zhong looked away, touched his beard and said, "You chewed it and fed her, isn't it done?"

"Huh?" Zhan Feihong only blushed when he heard this, "This man and woman can't kiss。。。。。。 ”

"Isn't she your sister?" The middle-aged man pursed the corners of his lips and said nonchalantly: "If you want to, I can reluctantly help you once, in the eyes of our practitioners, curing diseases and saving people is always the first." ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhan Feihong's face turned from red to blue, he hurriedly waved his hand, and said stubbornly: "Don't bother Mr. Lao, just come with the younger generation." ”

As he spoke, he took out another new pill and put it in his mouth, and while chewing, he leaned towards Miss Su's mouth worriedly.

It's important to save people, it's important to save people-

At this moment, the young man's heart is like fifteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down. Although the days he spent with Miss Su were not short, except for the skin-to-skin relationship between the two in times of crisis, they were respectful of each other on weekdays.

Finally, when there was a slight trend of progress by the stream, he was interrupted by someone and tied up into zongzi and carried back to Linjiazhuang.

Now that he wants to give the medicine mouth-to-mouth, how can he not be flustered?