Yanyuan has been quiet lately.

Wen Qingzhu was unconscious, Aunt Wu was closed, and Aunt Yue hardly went out except for the housekeeper.

Wu Shan was suddenly imprisoned, and Wen Guanbin trembled all day after his promotion.

The entire Wen family was quiet, and naturally no one would pay attention to the East Courtyard of Yanyuan anymore.

At night, Wen Qingzhu took Mi Li and quietly left the Wen family from the small courtyard in the northwest corner.

This time, Wen Qingzhu brought Mother Ye with her.

When Fu Lie saw them coming, he moved down the stool and let them get into the car.

"Thank you, Brother Fu." Wen Qingzhu was a little afraid to look at Fu Lie.

Because as soon as she saw Fu Lie, she remembered the dream she had that day.

Instantly, my face began to burn.

"Miss Wen, you're welcome." Fu Lie looked at Wen Qingzhu, his eyes full of tenderness.

Mother Ye saw all this in her eyes and sighed secretly in her heart.

It would be nice if Fu Lie had a fame.

Even if it's just a showman, Mother Ye can find a way to get Miss to marry him.

But now Fu Lie is just a small centurion.

The Wen family has always looked down on Wufu, and Mother Ye is very embarrassed.

In her hand, she still had a letter from her wife.

For the sake of the face of this letter, Uncle Wen will definitely help her as he wishes.

But......

Mother Ye sighed and followed Wen Qingzhu into the car.

After Fu Lie got into the car, Dongzi raised his horsewhip and whipped it on the horse's buttocks.

"Drive!"

The carriage slowly drove towards the Lu family's old house.

In the carriage.

Wen Qingzhu asked Fu Lie in a low voice, "Is Uncle Zhong's condition okay now?" ”

Fu Lie shook his head slowly: "It's not good, I found out too late, if it wasn't for the fact that I happened to pass by the Lu family's old house that day, I wouldn't have known that the Lu family still had people." ”

Mother Ye, who was sitting next to her, regretted herself: "It's all to blame for the slave's carelessness, I haven't received a letter from Uncle Zhong for more than half a year, and I didn't notice anything abnormal at all, he would have sent a letter to report his safety in three months." ”

Wen Qingzhu held her hand and said: "Mother Ye doesn't have to blame herself, after all, you have been suffering in the laundry room before, and you know very little about the affairs of the East Courtyard, and after returning to the East Courtyard, it is a mess of things, I am careless." ”

"Miss!" Mother Ye's tears fell.

In the past half a year since returning to the East Courtyard, she didn't know Wen Qingzhu's situation.

If it weren't for Wen Qingzhu's excellent medical skills, I am afraid that my life would be gone now.

Wen Qingzhu searched around in her mind, she really couldn't remember, how could there still be an old servant in the Lu family's old mansion.

She only remembered that after her grandfather died, all the servants of the Lu family were dismissed.

When they arrived at the back door of the Lu family's old house, Wen Qingzhu and the three got out of the car.

Fu Lie took out the key and opened the lock on the door.

After entering, Mother Ye quickly led them to Uncle Zhong's room.

Before entering the house, Wen Qingzhu smelled a faint rancid smell.

Her eyebrows furrowed instantly.

When she got to the house, Mother Ye lit the candlestick.

The room lit up, and Wen Qingzhu also saw everything in front of him clearly.

The dilapidated old house was dark and damp, and the lime powder on the walls began to mottle and peel off.

Many of the window lattices are in disrepair, and those that don't fit are just left like that.

On a bed in front of him, a dusty tent hung slowly on an iron hook.

The dark blue futon with patches protruding from it, and you can see that it is a human figure.

Mother Ye took the lead and walked over, followed by Wen Qingzhu.

The moment he saw Zhongbo, Wen Qingzhu's eyes turned red.

His eyes were sunken and closed, and his face was skinny and full of folds.

It's really a loyal uncle!

"Mother Ye, you let Uncle Zhong take a look first." Wen Qingzhu whispered and took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve.

Mother Ye took two steps back, she recognized the medicine in Wen Qingzhu's hand.

It was left by Mrs., a very precious life-sustaining medicine.

She gave Fu Lie a few last time, and now she didn't hesitate to bring three to Uncle Zhong.

"Mother Ye, please pour a glass of water." Wen Qingzhu took out a pill and didn't reach Zhongbo's mouth.

Mother Ye hurriedly went to a glass of cold water: "Miss, there is only cold water." ”

"It's fine." Wen Qingzhu took the cup and carefully fed Zhongbo two sips of water.

Moving Zhongbo's chin, Wen Qingzhu was relieved when he saw Zhongbo swallowing the pill.

After getting up, Wen Qingzhu instructed Mother Ye: "You go and boil some hot water first, and I will show Uncle Zhong's body." ”

"Hmm." Mother Ye wiped her tears and turned around and went out.

Wen Qingzhu saw the unburned charcoal fire in the corner of the wall.

There is also new charcoal next to it.

On the table not far away, there are some herbs and food.

Wen Qingzhu turned his head to look at Fu Lie, his nose was a little sour: "Thank you, Brother Fu." ”

"Miss Wen, you're welcome." Fu Lie glanced at Uncle Zhong and found that Uncle Zhong slowly opened his eyes, "He's awake!" ”

Wen Qingzhu hurriedly turned around and looked over, and found that Uncle Zhong's eyes were half-open, staring at Wen Qingzhu.

"Uncle Zhong, it's me, Qingzhu." Wen Qingzhu leaned closer.

Seeing this, Fu Lie, who was behind him, turned around and took a candlestick.

The light immediately illuminated the whole tent, and Zhongbo's eyes suddenly widened, and his lips began to tremble.

He seemed to want to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Wen Qingzhu held Zhongbo's hand and said, "When I cure you, you can say whatever you want." ”

Zhongbo's lips no longer trembled.

Wen Qingzhu sat down, took out Zhongbo's thin wrist, and put his fingers on it. every day

As time passed, Wen Qingzhu's expression became more and more solemn.

After putting down Zhongbo's wrist, Wen Qingzhu slowly lifted the quilt on Zhongbo's body.

The smell of rotting mixed with blood began to spread.

It wasn't until Wen Qingzhu saw the calf in Zhongbo's that his pupils shrank instantly.

The calf was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze below the knee, but the gauze was already black and hard.

If she wasn't mistaken, the smell of rot was coming from somewhere.

"Brother Fu, please bring the medicine box here." Wen Qingzhu calmed down, as long as he found the crux of the problem, then he would be able to save Uncle Zhong.

When she was checking the pulse just now, she found that Zhongbo's visceral meridians had reached the end stage of failure.

Soon, Fu Lie brought the medicine box on the table.

Wen Qingzhu opened the medicine box, took out a pair of silver scissors, and made a few strokes back and forth on the flame of the candlestick.

She turned around and slowly cut through the thick, hard bandage.

The sound of clicks kept ringing.

As the bandage cracked, the rotten and blackened leg inside was revealed.

The blue-black pus was pulled open, and a fishy and irritating pus flowed out.

Wen Qingzhu endured the discomfort and continued to cut.

After cutting all the bandages, Wen Qingzhu found that the calf had been completely scrapped.

When the pus was halfway gone, it revealed white bones and red, red, black, and black pieces of flesh.

In this mixture, there were several extremely small maggots, interspersed with thick water and minced meat.

"Gross!" Wen Qingzhu couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and retched.

She had seen many things, but she had never found maggots in a living person.

What exactly did Zhongbo go through?

At this time, Mother Ye came in with a bucket of hot water.

She saw Wen Qingzhu's pale face retching, and hurriedly trotted over.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Mother Ye put down her things and patted her on the back.

With a casual glance, Mother Ye also saw Zhongbo's leg that was infested with maggots.

"Gross!" Mother Ye's reaction was even greater than Wen Qingzhu's.

Bang bang, a mouthful of sour water spit directly to the ground.

The smell in the room instantly became even worse.

Wen Qingzhu glanced at the room, got up and said, "Uncle Zhong's leg has been scrapped, now this leg must be sawed off as soon as possible, otherwise the wound is full of infection, and Uncle Zhong's life is very likely to be saved." ”

"Can the loyal uncle hold on?" Mother Ye's face also turned pale.

Wen Qingzhu looked back at Uncle Zhong, gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't hold it, you have to hold it!" In addition, ginseng for more than 500 years is needed to continue life. ”

"More than 500 years of ginseng! This, where to find this! "Mother Ye is about to cry.

Wen Qingzhu turned his head to look at Fu Lie and said, "Do you know where Zheng Xu lives?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Lie nodded.

Wen Qingzhu plucked a silver hairpin on his head, handed it to Fu Lie and said: "Zheng Xu knows this silver hairpin, you go and tell him, if he is willing to give me a ginseng that is more than five hundred years old, I Wen Qingzhu owes him a favor!" ”

"Okay." Fu Lie didn't say much, turned around and left.

After a while, Dongzi walked in with a lantern: "Miss Wen, the master asked the villain to come and help you." ”

"Well, you wait, we'll need to change rooms later." Wen Qingzhu glanced at this room, this room could not perform surgery.

Turning around, she said to Mother Ye again: "You can find the cleanest room nearby, light a charcoal fire, sprinkle white vinegar, and call us a quarter of an hour later." ”

"Good, good." Mother Ye hurriedly ran out again.

Half an hour later, Fu Lie came back, bringing not only a five-hundred-year-old ginseng, but also a special drug.

Standing in front of the put together table, Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath.

Looking at Zhongbo, who had fallen asleep, next to him was a row of knives, gold sore medicine, hemostatic medicine and other emergency special medicines.

Mother Ye was waiting outside, and Fu Lie and Dongzi were helping her inside.

Wen Qingzhu said to Fu Lie and Dongzi: "If Uncle Zhong wakes up on the way, you must hold him down, especially Brother Fu, and ensure that the cloth in Uncle Zhong's mouth does not fall out and does not let him bite his tongue." ”

"yes, I know." Fu Lie nodded seriously.

After Wen Qingzhu washed his hands in the spirits, he then took out the sharpest big knife.

He gestured under the knees of Zhongbo.

"Where should I cut it off?" Wen Qingzhu muttered in a low voice, this was not the first time she had performed an excision.

But it was the most nervous she was.

Uncle Zhong must live, he is still in the Lu family at this time, there must be a reason for him to stay.

A wise old man like his grandfather would not let Uncle Zhong stay and die for no reason.

After calmly testing Zhongbo's reaction, Wen Qingzhu finally found the most suitable place.

She took a deep breath and aimed the knife at the place she chose.

Then he cut it down heavily......

It was dawning, Wen Qingzhu walked out with a tired face and sat down on the steps under the corridor.

Looking at the white belly of the fish in the eastern sky, Wen Qingzhu breathed a long sigh of relief.

She succeeded.

Successfully saved Zhongbo.

After a while, Dongzi walked out, his face also tired.

However, the moment he saw Wen Qingzhu, his face turned a little pale.

"Wen, Miss Wen, what are you going to do next?" Dongzi's voice trembled faintly, and he didn't even notice it himself.

Wen Qingzhu glanced back at the room: "What about Brother Fu?" Won't he come out and take a break? Mother Ye is good to take care of Uncle Zhong inside. ”

Dongzi sighed and said: "The master said that Mother Ye is also tired, and there are two people to take care of it together, so rest assured." ”

"Well, then you go and rest." Wen Qingzhu barely smiled.

Dongzi shook his head and said, "I'll go buy breakfast for you, and buy some daily necessities by the way, you want to eat-"

Halfway through his words, Dongzi found Wen Qingzhu asleep leaning against the pillar.

When he woke up again, Wen Qingzhu found a strange maid standing in front of him.

She was facing away from Wen Qingzhu, helping her sort out the clothes she had worn before.

Wen Qingzhu sat up instantly, and secretly made a defensive posture: "Who are you?" ”