Speaking of my acquaintance with Mo Qingzhi, it can be regarded as an adventure.

In the thirteenth year of Yanqing, the climate in northern Xinjiang was much worse than usual, and the spring was delayed, and the Yan people outside Xinjiang had no food, so the little prince of the Yan Yan tribe took a small team of men and horses across the border to the city to rob.

That day I sneaked out of the house to buy candy at the little bazaar, and I happened to meet the little prince, and he caught me on the horse.

It was in the captive camp of the Yan Yan tribe that I met Mo Qingdye, who was born white, with clear eyebrows and eyes, and the appearance of an elegant scholar, which was quite likeable.

The same fate made us feel sorry for each other: the little prince wanted to raise me to be his princess, and I did not want to, and he put me in a prisoner camp in a fit of rage; Mo Qingzhi cured the eldest princess of the Yanli clan for many years of abdominal pain, and the eldest princess asked him to make a personal promise, but he didn't comply, so he was also locked in.

I once saw the eldest princess from afar, and I thought that the reason for Mo Qing's disobedience should be that she was too stout and could lift him up with one arm, rather than "a seven-foot man should cherish his family and country."

At the age of fifteen, he took the first place in the Tai Hospital examination, but because he made an unforgivable mistake in answering the question "why do you want to be a Tai Doctor", he was permanently removed from the Tai Hospital, he was discouraged and worked as a barefoot doctor all the way to northern Xinjiang.

I wondered how he answered, and he said, "I said I wanted to see if the ladies in the palace were as beautiful as they were rumored." ”

I think he's lucky he wasn't killed.

Later, I pretended to make peace, poured ink light dye into the wine and gave me medicine, stunned the little prince, stole a horse, took Mo Qing dye and ran away.

But the eldest princess was really infatuated and strong in martial arts, chased us for dozens of miles, and finally saw that she couldn't catch up, in line with the principle of destroying it if she couldn't get it, she fired three arrows at Mo Qingzhan in a row, unfortunately, Mo Qingran couldn't ride a horse, I could only ride a horse with him, and sit in the back, and one of the arrows hit me in the right shoulder.

Mo Qingran pulled out the arrow from my shoulder, and he didn't think that the arrow was quenched with poison, so he could only tear my clothes open and use his mouth to help me suck the poison out.

When he arrived at the military camp in northern Xinjiang, the father who was looking for his daughter and went crazy saw that a lewd man with a scruffy beard and ragged clothes was holding his beloved little daughter, who was disheveled and seriously injured.

The impact of these pictures was so great that it almost made Mo Qing die under his father's spear.

Later, my father and my eldest brother led the troops to break the battle according to the roadmap of my and ink light dyeing paintings, and fought until the court of the Yan Li, and the old Khan returned to the west after a few days of serious illness, and the eldest prince succeeded to the throne, took the initiative to ask for peace, and sent the little prince to the imperial capital as a proton Dad withdrew the army.

After my father received the will of the saint, the Miao Jiang in the southwest was not stable, and ordered him to sit in Biluo City, Mo Qingran felt that the southwest hinterland was full of miasma, and he was afraid that I would have sequelae, so he followed us all the way to Biluo City.

Although my father told Mo Qingran many times that I saved his life, and he also saved my life, the two of us were even, and there was no question of who owed whom, Mo Qingran still felt that he owed me a lot, regardless of what seven-foot man and what family and country the world wanted to promise me personally, every time he made Daddy so angry that someone would take him out of the Hou Mansion, he was still defeated repeatedly, defeated again and again, it was really commendable.

After my injury was healed, Mo lightly had no reason to eat and drink in the Hou Mansion, so he set up a stall in the most prosperous place in Biluo City, saying that the doctor was benevolent and deserved to enter the world to save people, but I didn't expect the business to be good, I think he just wanted to make money.

More and more people are looking for ink light dyeing to see a doctor, coupled with his excellent medical skills and reasonable diagnosis fees, he soon became the miracle doctor of Biluo City. Mo Qingzhi said that the miracle doctor had been used up, so he named himself "Ghost Doctor Holy Hand Ink Light Dyeing", and wrote a banner to erect on his stall. I have to say that this banner is erected so well, many rich and uneducated people see this banner and worship him very much, especially after he cured the hidden illness of the richest merchant in Biluo City, the rich merchant was grateful, and couldn't bear him to set up a stall under the sun, so he took the initiative to fund him to build a medical hall, and also married his daughter to him, he was so frightened that he ran to Liancui Mountain to build a small nest to concentrate on writing medical books and studying poisons.

Since then, people can only rely on luck to see a doctor, because he often goes out to collect medicine, and he has the style of a hermit who is only in this mountain and does not know where the clouds are.

My third brother and I often worried that he would die of poison developed by ourselves, and we would go to the mountains to see him every once in a while, and sometimes when he was not there, we would bring back a bottle of pear blossom brew.

At first, my father didn't object to our relationship, and even had the idea of marrying me to Mo Qingdye after the marriage.

The You family doesn't have the views of a big family, and my father thinks that he is affectionate and righteous, and he is a master of the apricot forest, and I will not be hungry with him, and I will give more dowry if it is not good.

Soon, he completely dismissed this idea.

In the winter of the fourteenth year of Yanqing, many soldiers in the army were poisoned by the Miao people, and the military doctor was helpless, so his father asked Qingqing to help detoxify in the army. Mo Qingzhi lived up to the trust, not only developed the antidote in three or five days, but also improved the Gu poison on the basis of the Miao people, and treated the body of the people with his own way, so that the Miao people also tasted the power of the Gu poison.

Daddy was overjoyed, so he left him in the army to prevent the Miao people from poisoning again. After staying for a few days, Mo Qingzhi felt that there was nothing to do, so he took the initiative to teach the soldiers the basic treatment methods after being injured and poisoned. In the process, he stumbled upon the fact that many soldiers were extremely lacking in medical knowledge, for example, some soldiers thought that the man's heart was on the left and the woman's heart was on the right, and when he asked them why, they innocently and simply said, "Because the man is on the left and the woman is on the right." ”

Ignorance is simply terrible. Mo Qingran decided to teach the soldiers the structure of the human body, such as where is the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, which acupuncture points can make the enemy feel pain, which parts can be fatal with one blow, and so on.

At first, he just wanted one of the soldiers to strip naked as a demonstration, but it just so happened that one of the prisoners died of illness that day and was about to be dragged to a mass grave to be buried.

On his whim, instead of letting him rot slowly in the dirt, he should make a little more contribution to the world.

So, he dissected the corpse.

In front of everyone, the stomach of the corpse was cut open, and the heart, liver, spleen, stomach, kidneys, intestines and other internal organs were fished out, and he explained carefully without changing his face, comforting the soldiers who vomited not to be afraid, because there is no difference between humans and animals in essence, and they are all made of meat anyway.

After finishing this, Mo Qingran stuffed the internal organs back into the stomach of the corpse, sewed up the belly with a needle, bowed to the corpse three times, buried it with his own hands, and erected a monument to thank him for his immortal contributions to the cause of medicine.

When Daddy heard this, he was furious, thinking that the dead were great, and even prisoners should not be disemboweled, but Mo Qingran felt that he was not wrong, saying that such a teaching was more intuitive, and the soldiers remembered it more firmly.

Indeed, more than two hundred people watched at the beginning, and only eleven people insisted on seeing the last, and these people had nightmares for months.

Unexpectedly, among the more than 200 people, there happened to be a Miao person's fine work, they witnessed such a cruel picture with their own eyes, and after they went back, they hyped up that there was a demon in the Jing army, and they had to eat ten Miao people's internal organs raw a day, which scared Miao Jiang into not daring to do anything for a year.

Mo Qingran became famous in the army in one fell swoop due to extreme perversion, and permanently lost the opportunity to be the son-in-law of the Marquis Yuan. He left the army gloomily, and Lord Yin thought that he was very talented in doing things, and invited him to go to the government on an errand, but he thought that the moon was too little, so he went back to the mountains to collect medicine and refine poison, and when he was short of money, he went down the mountain to set up a stall to see a doctor.

He had asked me countless times if he was wrong, and I told him that there was no right or wrong in this world, just different positions.

Then, in utter horror, I asked him to take away the claws that had taken the entrails of the dead man from my head.

I told my sister-in-law about this adventure, and she was so frightened that she asked me if I liked ink dyeing.

I told her that the pervert of Mo Qingzhi had no feelings, and that his world was only medical cases, medical books, and poison refining, and that I was a research object for him.

"Does that sister like him or not?" The sister-in-law asked the bottom line.

"Well," I said, "do you think the cow will like it?" ”

The sister-in-law was relieved.

"Now, I can only count on this guy to save me." I put down my pen and blew the ink that hadn't dried.