Looking at the figure on the bed, Gong Zisong whispered. wanted to fall here at the beginning, but he still relied on a bowl of gruel given by Brother Hong Qi to survive.

Seventh Brother Hong? Hearing this name, the corners of Qin Han's mouth twitched, is it so coincidental, isn't this old title changed to Hong Qigong.

"Ahem." Hearing the voice, the person in the bed coughed weakly. wanted to straighten up, but the little beggar who was leading the way hurriedly stroked Seventh Brother's chest and helped Seventh Brother straighten up.

"Ahem, you guys are here, is there something going on?" Hong Laoqi opened his dim eyes, looked at Qin Han and the two and said.

"Seventh brother, it's me." Gong Zisong stepped forward and approached Hong Laoqi, so that Hong Laoqi could recognize himself.

Through the dim sunlight that came through the broken tiles, Hong Laoqi looked at the visitors. After seeing it clearly, he was slightly stunned. "You're the one who starved to death that day? On that day, when he saw that you were about to starve to death, he had a bowl of porridge brought to you. Seeing that you are pitiful, I wanted you to stay with us, but who knew that when I went to see you again, I would not see anyone. I thought you would starve to death a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see you again today. ”

"Thank you for Brother Qi's bowl of porridge that day, otherwise one day, I would really die there." When Gong Zisong thought of the scene of that day, he thanked Hong Laoqi more and more.

"Seventh brother, I heard that you were injured? What do you think? Heavy or not. ”

Hearing Gong Zisong's question, Hong Laoqi felt a pain in his heart and coughed violently. "Ahem, ahem."

"Uncle Seven!" The little beggar hurriedly stroked his chest to make him feel better, and called worriedly.

"It's okay, I'll be able to hold it." Hong Laoqi waved at the little beggar.

"That day, I saw Zhang Shun in the east of the city and a few people sneaking by nearby, looking at each person carrying a bulging sack, you know, we have our rules, he Zhang Shun can do whatever he wants in the east of the city, but not in the west of the city.

I was about to go up and check it out, but before I could get closer, I heard the dog in the sack shouting for help. It turned out that the sacks were all small beggars captured by Zhang Shun. Zhang Shun saw that the matter was revealed, so he fought with us, although he drove Zhang Shun away and saved the dog baby, but I was also stabbed by Zhang Shun. “

After saying that, Hong Laoqi lifted the clothes on his stomach, and an unpleasant smell came out. I saw that Hong Laoqi had a wound the length of his index finger on his stomach, the skin and flesh of the wound turned outward, and pus continued to flow out of the wound.

"This, Seventh Brother, I'll take you to see Langzhong." Seeing that his former benefactor was so badly injured, Gong Zisong's eyes turned red, and he was about to get up to find Lang Zhong.

Hong Laoqi didn't care about the injury in his abdomen, and reached out to grab Gong Zisong. "It's useless, don't go."

Gong Zisong's body couldn't help trembling, choked slightly, put down the seventh brother's hand, and was about to go out, but was interrupted by a voice outside the room.

"Why did you come back to this house again, didn't I confess, I can't see the light in this room, and the injury will continue to worsen." Listening to the voice, you can feel that although the owner is old, he is still full of energy.

Qin Han frowned, this voice seemed to have been heard somewhere.

As the footsteps got closer, a figure pushed the door open. Through the light, I saw that the crane had goosebumps, ruddy complexions, and fairy wind bones.

Qin Han's eyes widened, incredulous. "Gu, Mr. Gu."

Hearing someone call him, Gu Chunqiu looked up. "Oh, it turns out that the uncle of the Shichu family, I don't know why Xiaoyou is here? Also, I don't know if Xiaoyou's hysteria has ever improved. ”

Qin Han was the first person Gu Chunqiu came into contact with who suffered from hysteria, and when he saw it at this time, he couldn't help but ask about his condition.

Qin Han twitched the corner of his mouth, this old man has a really good memory, he still remembers it for so long. Qin Han put on a painful look and shook his head, thanks to Gu Lao's concern, Xiaosheng's condition has not improved.

Gu Lao sighed, his face was regretful, and he didn't say anything more about it. walked to Hong Laoqi's side, examined the wound, and became angry just by looking at it.

"It's okay to move into this house, no matter how much I told you to change the dressing, I didn't change it. Whether you can survive three days like this is another story. ”

Facing Gu Lao's reprimand, Hong Laoqi smiled. "The medicine was taken to the other injured brothers. Anyway, I won't live long, so I won't waste good things. ”

"You!"

"Hey." Regarding Hong Laoqi's behavior, Gu Lao really couldn't continue to blame. "If I had come earlier, I wouldn't have waited for your wound to suppurate."

Hong Laoqi smiled and stopped Gu Lao. "Gu Lao, why do you need to say this, life and death are sick, how strange is Gu Lao. I also want to thank Gu Lao for his help for many days, and he will definitely repay Gu Lao's kindness when he is a cow and a horse in the next life. ”

I thought that after meeting Hong Laoqi today to talk about good things, I would be able to find an opportunity to solve Wang Laohu's matter, but who would have thought that Hong Laoqi was no longer able to take care of this matter. Qin Han sighed, not only because of the failure of the plan, but also because of his regret for a man who saved others but was about to sacrifice himself.

The wound has become inflamed and festering, and it must have caused a high fever. If there is alcohol to eliminate the inflammation and the high fever is gone, and then find a way to remove the carrion and stitch up the wound, it may be cured. Qin Han sighed, hey, the medical level in this era is still too poor.

Qin Han was stunned, what did he think of just now? Alcohol? That's right, alcohol. A glimmer of hope swelled in Qin Han's heart.

"Ahem." Qin Han coughed, attracting everyone's attention. "Inside, I might have a way to alleviate his condition."

When everyone heard this, they looked at Qin Han in disbelief.

Especially Hong Laoqi, his originally dim eyes also became shining. But it quickly dimmed. "Childe, don't laugh, you also know Gu Lao, and you know how high Gu Lao's medical skills are."

"Yes, Old Qin." Gong Zisong and Qin Han have also known each other for a long time, but they have never seen him know how to heal.

Qin Han didn't answer, but turned to look at Gu Lao. "Gu Lao, dare to ask if you don't let the wound continue to suppurate, and you can treat it by removing the carrion."

"Qin Xiaoyou, as long as you have a way to prevent the wound from suppurating and eliminate the inflammation, I will have a way to treat it." Gu Lao looked at Qin Han with a serious face, and he didn't seem to be joking, so he responded.

"Okay, that's it. I'm still tired of tomorrow's hour, Gu Lao is here to see how effective my method is. Zisong, let's go. ”

Qin Han pulled Gong Zisong and rushed back, Hong Laoqi was in danger, if Hong Laoqi left, then Qin Han would really have to change his plan to clean up Wang Laohu.

……

Back at the inn, Qin Han couldn't wait to start preparing. "Little Peach, go to the kitchen and get a piece of burnt charcoal, be a little finer, not too thick."

"Yes, uncle." Xiao Tao owes a debt, so she walks like a back kitchen.

"Little Liu, go get a few chapters of rice paper."

"Okay."

After Qin Han finished paying the payment, he sat down on the table and began to think about what kind of device to use to purify the wine.

Xiao Tao and Xiao Liu took paper and charcoal and put them on the table where Qin Han was.

Qin Han knocked on the table and sorted out his thoughts. Distillation is required to refine alcohol from liquor, and the purity of the distilled alcohol is not too high, and the liquor at this time is far from being as high as the degree of later generations, and it seems that it will have to be distilled several times.

It can be replaced with a hollow bamboo pipe, and it seems that only one stove needs to be designed.

Qin Han picked up the charcoal and began to simulate how to distill alcohol in his mind, sketching it on the paper with charcoal while using charcoal to outline the chemical utensils he had seen in his heart and in the present world.

Looking at the lines that soon appeared on the paper, Uncle Nine smiled.

After a while, Qin Han roughly drew the three views, modified them slightly, and handed over the drawings to Uncle Jiu. "Uncle Nine, I have to trouble you to go to Uncle Sun's place and ask him to help me build this thing."

Uncle Nine looked at it and said to Qin Han. "Uncle, although this stove is different from ordinary ones, it is not too difficult to build, and it can be made in just one hour."

"Time is not in a hurry, but it must be done tightly." Qin Han exhorted Uncle Nine.

"Uncle, don't worry, the little old man will go here."

Watching Uncle Nine leave, Qin Han stretched his waist, and whether he could succeed in the bottom depends on how Old Man Sun's skills are.

"Didn't you say you had a way? We're going to do something. Gong Zisong was anxiously pacing back and forth when Qin Han was writing and painting, and he had long wanted to ask Qin Han how to treat the seventh brother, but he didn't dare to disturb Qin Han, so he had to wait for Qin Han to stop before stepping forward to ask.

"You'll know when Uncle Seven comes back." Qin Han sold a pass and did not explain to Gong Zisong. "I'll go back to the room first, and Uncle Nine will come back and call me."

……

"Wow."

"Who?" Hearing someone knocking on the door, Old Man Sun yelled from the courtyard.

Pushing open the door, he revealed a disgusted face. "Why are you here?"

"Hehe, my uncle has something for you to build." Uncle Nine ignored Old Man Sun's dislike and maintained his usual smile.

Old man Sun took the drawings and looked at them. "It's such a strange way of painting again, and I've never seen anything before, what the hell does your uncle do."

"My uncle is an ordinary person." Uncle Nine said.

"Ordinary people? Who is a normal person who has so many strange ideas like him, I know what restaurant you have that sells stir-fried vegetables, thinking of the New Year, you are afraid that you will not eat it every day like now. Old man Sun pursed his lips, obviously not believing Uncle Huang Jiu's words.

Uncle Nine smiled and didn't say anything more.

"You stay by yourself for a while, I'll get it now, just change this thing with the original one." Old man Sun fiddled with the drawings for a while and said to Uncle Jiu.

"Got it, go ahead, by the way, the lid should fit the stove tightly." Uncle Huang Jiu thought of Qin Han's explanation and explained to Old Man Sun.

"Alright, got it."

Uncle Huang Jiu looked in the courtyard and walked towards the open-air storeroom full of wooden and iron tools.

In one corner of the storehouse was covered with sackcloth. Uncle Nine approached and lifted the sackcloth. I saw a few brand-new beds under the linen. The bed has long been wiped spotlessly clean with tung oil.

Uncle Nine looked at the bed, but he didn't show a surprised expression, but kept rubbing the frame with his hand with interest. Stretching out his hand to pluck the frame, the voice is crisp and neat, obviously a good weapon to kill the enemy.

"You actually know how to make some of this thing, this divine arm crossbow has long been lost in the war of the previous dynasty, and I only heard the old man mention it."