190. Save people
This shop is still the same as before, with a wooden shed at the door, and the door is closed, without any light.
Nangong Jin glanced into the wooden shed, which was crowded with people, sleeping soundly. According to Du Ling's temperament, I am afraid that if I kill him, I will not sleep with people.
Nangong Jin thought about it, didn't wake up those people, went around to the back door and rummaged into the shop, and carefully inspected each room. Nobody, did you guess wrong?
Standing in the almost empty store, I thought about it for a long time. If he's not here, it's hard to find. Now it is Fu Qingshuang who is more worried. If there is no Du Ling, I really don't know if the Mongolian doctors and Chinese doctors in Tumochuan have this medical skill? I can only try, and it may be possible to find a few more.
Nangong Jin jumped out of the shop from the wall again, and suddenly thought of something. That's how he entered, and he didn't leave the door. When they moved that day, they didn't tell Wei Chaoge that there was a spare key at the back door, but Du Ling knew where the spare key at the back door was.
Nangong Jin walked to the back door, the door was really unlocked, and he pushed it lightly, but it didn't open, and the door should have been locked from the inside. Du Ling is in!
Nangong Jin jumped from the fence into the backyard again, standing in the backyard and thinking carefully. Just now, I looked for it in the house, but there was really no one, only the stable.
The stables were not big, there were no horses, and it was pitch black inside. Nangong Jin shouted softly, "Du Ling, it's me." "Suddenly I heard the sound of heavy breathing." Du Ling? β
"You, you, why did you come!" Du Ling's voice was very soft, with rapid breathing and crying, he came out of the straw in the stable, and when he saw that under the moonlight, it was really Nangong Jin who was standing, Du Ling's tears welled up, he was sad, aggrieved, and afraid, "I, I heard the voice, I thought it was a bad person, and I kept holding my breath." Why are you here? β
"Are you alright?" Nangong Jin stepped forward and asked softly.
"IβI really didn't kill anyone!" Du Ling tried his best to keep his voice low, crying and saying, "I really didn't, they wronged me!" β
Seeing him like this, Nangong Jin was a little soft-hearted, pulled him out of the stable, patted the straw and horse feces on his body, and reached out to wipe the tears on his face, "I believe you, don't cry." β
Du Ling couldn't stop it, crying in a low voice, pulling his sleeve and choking quietly, "I, I want to go home." β
"Okay."
Du Ling raised his head in disbelief when he heard him say this, "You, you said you could go home?" β
"Fu Qingshuang is injured, heal her, and we will go home."
Before leaving, Nangong Jin found a few clothes from the room and packed them. All the way, he took Du Ling and quietly sneaked back to the little pigeon's residence.
The little pigeon never slept waiting for him. And when Du Ling saw Fu Qingshuang, he was no longer the crying expression, nagging something in his mouth, and checked it carefully. Nangong Jin took out the packet of medicine from the little pigeon and put it on the table for Du Ling to use.
"Ahh Du Ling seemed to be frightened by something and jumped back.
"What's wrong?" Nangong Jin put down the stick in his hand and walked behind him.
Du Ling grabbed Nangong Jin's arm fiercely, pointed at Fu Qingshuang with one hand, and said with a frightened face: "He, he, he ......, he doesn't, he doesn't ......, he ......." β
"If she's a woman, won't you save it?" Nangong Jin looked at Du Ling, who was still stammering, "You are a doctor!" β
Du Ling was stunned, and muttered for a while: "You, you, know?" β
"Who do you think bandaged her?" Nangong Jin waited for him to calm down and asked, "How is she hurt?" β
"The injuries are a bit serious, and it's hard to say whether they hurt or not." Speaking of injuries, Du Ling finally stopped stuttering, "I want some medicine and equipment." The wound is too deep, and it's not bad for you to deal with it like this, but it can only be dealt with temporarily. β
"Write me a list and I'll get it. And that pack of medicine, you can see if you can use it first. After a pause, he said solemnly, "I don't want her to die." β
"Understood."
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Nangong Jin took Du Ling's list and went straight to Han Naji's mansion.
Since he was in the king's tent, there should not be many people in his dwelling. has been with him for so long, and I am afraid that I am more familiar with Jianghan's mansion than Pingyang's own house.
Du Ling was not idle, not only cleaned himself, but also prepared with the little pigeon. Fortunately, Du Ling didn't ask for too many things, and Nangong Jin brought back a bunch of small bags, in addition to what Du Ling wanted, there were some other things that he thought might be useful.
However, after Nangong Jin got his things back, Du Ling didn't let him enter the room, thinking that he was too dirty and would affect Fu Qingshuang's injury. As a last resort, Nangong Jin had to boil water and bathe in the half-collapsed house on the side. After that, I waited at the door until dawn. During this period, he helped decoction the medicine, and also warmed up the food that was taken out of the Han family.
When it was dawn, the little pigeon ran out with dark circles under his eyes, "Brother Luo, do you have anything to eat?" β
Nangong Jin picked up a bun, stuffed several pieces of mutton and handed it to him, "It's just hot." Another bowl of vegetable soup said, "Eat it." β
The little pigeon bit hard.
"How's it going inside?"
"Dr. Du said that although the injury is critical, the luck is not deep, but I am afraid that I still have to go back to the Central Plains." After eating the bun in his hand in a few bites, he drank a few mouthfuls of soup, "There can't be no one inside, I'll go change Dr. Du." He hurried in again.
After a while, Du Ling ran out, "I'm starving." "Pick up the bun in the bowl and nibble.
Nangong Jin made him a bowl of soup.
"By the way, you make something for her. Try to be as thin as possible, rice soup or something. β
"Okay."
Du Ling grabbed a few more pieces of meat and stuffed it in his mouth, "When she gets better, I'll go back to the Central Plains immediately." When the time comes, you send us back to the banker's fort. β
Nangong Jin didn't answer.
Du Ling looked at him and said carefully: "That, I want to go back to Zhuangjiabao ......." She's hurt like this, it's better to follow me. So....... "I'm a little embarrassed, but the more I say it, the lighter it becomes.
Nangong Jin nodded, "Okay." Seeing Du Ling eating and drinking, he handed him a piece of meat and asked, "That brand is still on you?" β
Du Ling was puzzled by the question, "What brand?" β
"I'll find a way to get you to that identity."
Du Ling looked at him stunned, "What do you mean?" β
"I've thought about it. You're a doctor, and these things aren't of your own volition. If you want, you can be dismissed now. Give me the sign. Nangong Jin's expression was sincere.
Du Ling put down the bowl in his hand and the half-eaten bun, and did not take out the sign, but stood silently for a while, and asked, "Are you expelling me?" β
"No matter what, I'll take you back to the banker's fort."
Du Ling stared at him, "You haven't answered yet, are you expelling me?" β
"You don't have to worry about this, anyway, I will find a way, and there will be no trouble in the future." Nangong Jin also looked at him.
"What did I do wrong and you're going to fire me? I didn't kill the Ninth Lady! You say you believe it! You asked me to find the princess, and I'm trying so hard to find it! Because I didn't tell you about Chengjun? I said back at the time, it was you who said that you had no time, so go to Tumochuan first! Now you're going to fire my ......?! Du Ling hurriedly got up and defended himself.
"I didn't say you were wrong, it's just that these things are too dangerous for you to ......." Nangong Jin lowered her voice to explain.
"Where am I not suitable? I myself escaped from the king's tent ......! Du Ling's voice became louder and louder.
Nangong Jin continued to suppress his voice and said, "If it weren't for Han to release you, do you think you could escape?" β
Du Ling stared at Nangong Jin with his head sideways, trying not to let tears fall, "Nangong Jin, you are the worst, the worst, and the most annoying bad guy!" I'm not going to give it to you! It's something that Lord Qian gave me, and I won't give it to you! "Turn around and go out.
Nangong Jin grabbed him, "The Tartar soldiers are arresting you everywhere, are you going out and being arrested now?" β
Du Ling shook his hand fiercely, but he didn't shake him off, and said angrily: "You only came to me because Fu Qingshuang was injured, and now she won't die!" You have said that you will come every day when I enter the king's tent, and what will be the result? You've never taken care of me! I was bullied, wronged, ...... and now, now I am a murderer! You're happy! Anyway, you just think I'm useless and hate me all the time! β
"What did you say?" Nangong Jin was angry and funny, "I just think these things are too dangerous for you, I don't know what will happen tomorrow, what if I don't protect you?" Just like this time. I think Han should know that you were wronged, otherwise he wouldn't let you go. β
"Aren't you familiar with him?" Du Ling said angrily.
Nangong Jin sighed, "Isn't it so naΓ―ve to look at Han. If Lady Nine was really killed by you, even if there is any conflict between him and Lady Nine, I dare to say that he will not let you go, nor will he let me go. β
The two stood silently for a long time, and Nangong Jin spoke: "In this way, you and the little pigeon have stayed up all night, and you are also very tired." I'll make the batter or something in a minute, and replace it with you and the little pigeon. Anyway, what you said, Fu Qingshuang won't die, right? β
"She's not going to die, it's just not that easy." Du Ling emphasized.
"Yes." Nangong Jin nodded, "That matter, I just asked if you were willing, if you don't want to, then go back to the Central Plains, and you can think about it." Seeing Du Ling, he pouted again, "Let's eat some more." "Let him go," I'll go and make her something to eat. β
Du Ling stood for a while, picked up the bun and continued to eat, seeing that Nangong Jin was busy making batter, he whispered: "You have it, wash your hands, don't go in dirty." After taking a sip of soup, he thought about it and said, "I found out that the Ninth Lady is pregnant." β
Nangong Jin was stunned.
Du Ling continued, "It may have been too short before this, but there is a poison on her body that she can't understand. I'm worried that she won't be able to sit still, and she might give birth to a malformation. β
Speaking of poison, Nangong Jin thought of something, put down the things in his hand, went to a pile of clothes to look for it, and asked: "You told her that she was pregnant and poisoned?" β
"She'......." Du Ling's expression was very embarrassed, "You know, she has always been very ...... Messed up, so I told her that she was pregnant, and I thought she could get some checks, otherwise the month would be so small. β
Nangong Jin finally found a paper bag with several layers of wraps and handed it to Du Ling, "This is poison, it will dissolve in water." When you have time, see what it is. Also, do you think it is possible to have a medicine that can make people not have to eat and drink, and they are not afraid of cold and heat? β
"Bigu Dan?" Du Ling asked hesitantly.
"Really?"
Du Ling shook his head, "It's a Taoist thing, and I haven't really seen it, but I don't think it's possible, but it's not good to say." You say, are there any gods in this world? β
"I don't know. Perhaps, what you have in your hand is Bigu Dan. β
"Huh?!" Du Ling's eyes widened.
"I'll just say casually, according to the current situation, it should still be poison."
Du Ling carefully put it away.
"And then? After Mrs. Nine knew she was pregnant? Nangong Jin washed her hands and continued to make batter.
She seemed surprised, and didn't quite believe what I said, so she called a Mongolian doctor she trusted. I watched it for a few days, but she didn't come to call me anyway, and I didn't mess around in those days. Later, her maid came, saying that the Ninth Lady had called me, and every time this maid came to call me, I went. The maid didn't enter the room, I called a few times, but the Ninth Lady ignored me, and I went up to see her lying down. I saw that her face was very wrong, and there was faint blood in her nose, so I looked at her lower pulse and found that she was dead, and she was already cold. At this time, at this time, the maid called many people in, and said yes, said that I killed the Ninth Lady. IβI was stunned, they grabbed me and put me in a room. In the evening, I found the door unlocked and ran away. When I saw the soldiers on patrol, I hid and ran out of the king's tent. Later, later, I hid everywhere. It's dawn, and I want to go back to the inn to find you. ButγBut there were a lot of Tartar soldiers on the road.γThere was really no way.γI thought that there was a shed outside the original shop.γIt won't be too cold at night.γSo I went.γ It turned out that there was no one in that shop, and then later, you will know. β
"How do you think the Ninth Lady died? Poisoning? β
"I didn't see it clearly, they came in, but it felt like it was poisoned."
Nangong Jin thought for a while, and then asked, "Among the people who have a relationship with the Ninth Lady, are there any Han people?" β
"Of the people I've met, no." Du Ling looked at Nangong Jin, a little anxious, "I'm going in, do you still have questions?" β
"Not yet."