"Don't say anything about it." Zhiwen pulled the big ribbon and commanded in a low voice.

And Dashou was in a stunned state at this time, he was shocked that the pebble was rubbed by Zhiwen a few times, and it turned into powder, this method, he had never seen before.

"You've never seen that stone before, understand?"

Dashou barely came back to his senses, and nodded dumbly when he heard the words.

"Thank you, Big Ribbon!" Zhiwen patted the other party's shoulder, and his heart was very close, not only did Dashou help Huahua take revenge, but also because the one closest to him in age was Dashou.

"By the way, that thing," Zhiwen pointed to the head of the man who was disfigured by the big ribbon not far away, "deal with it, otherwise it will affect everyone's appetite later." ”

After that, he looked at the other things in the baggage, and one of the paper bags attracted him.

What is it?

Zhiwen opened the paper package while thinking, it was a light yellow powder, and it was a little coarse, and when he smelled it carefully, there was a faint fishy smell, which made Zhiwen feel a little familiar.

This is... Datura stramonium!

In my previous life, there were many wildernesses in my hometown, which was called ten thousand peach blossoms at that time, and I learned the scientific name mandala after studying medicine, which was poisonous and could cause coma or even death.

Hua Tuo's hemp boiling powder, as well as the legendary sweat medicine, the main ingredient is it.

It seems that these people are using it to trick people, and the big ribbon may have been planted on it.

Keep it, maybe it will be useful in the future, but you won't be pulled by the big ribbon.

"Wait, Brother Zhi." Da Shou's eyes were full of fire, "Your kung fu just now, can you... Teach me. ”

Zhiwen's means of saving him had already amazed him, but then Zhiwen took people away, Dashou didn't find a chance, and Zhiwen's moment just now made him even more determined to seek advice.

Now is such a good opportunity, if you don't say it, wait for when.

"No problem, teach you, as long as you can practice." When it comes to this, Zhiwen is also helpless, these kung fu, except for himself, no one has really practiced it, and it is good to be able to practice his strength.

Xiao Lin and the others have been practicing with Xiao Jie for a while, initially by working to boil their bodies and ensure that they eat to increase their nutrition.

After the physique was enhanced, the training of running and spear stabbing was added, and as for the "internal strength", it was only after finding Dr. Sun that Xiao Lin was basically recognized by Zhiwen, and let Xiao Jie teach them one after another.

At present, the time is still short, and although the results are there, they are not obvious.

Here I have to say eight thousand.

Their Sun family has practiced medicine for several generations, and they have their own set of physical fitness, so Baqian's physique is very good, and Zhiwen is also very optimistic about him, thinking that Baqian's practice should be better than others' results, and maybe he can practice true qi.

From the day after finding his father and son, in order to win them over, Zhiwen took the initiative to pass on the "internal strength" of the third picture to Baqian, and also showed off his kung fu for this purpose.

Eight thousand were unsurprisingly tempted, and since then they have been practicing diligently, but who would have thought that by now Xiaolin and they have all had an effect, their strength has increased more or less, and they can obviously do more work.

But Eight Thousand was fruitless, not only was he discouraged, but even Zhiwen was also very incomprehensible.

Of course, it's okay to teach Dashou, but let's wish him good luck first.

......

Naturally, there was laughter and laughter at dinner.

Everyone has been separated for a few days, there are many children, it is inevitable to worry about each other, and they will not hide it, although one side has twists and turns, but there is no big problem, the other party is even more rewarding, both sides are busy inquiring about each other's experience, you come and go, so lively.

Xiao Jie and Nan Nan were worried about the disadvantage of Da Zhu and the others in the afternoon, and Da Shou Xiaolin and they were naturally thrilled by the night when the fire was in the sky.

When they heard that Zhiwen and they were only seven people, they attacked with fire, and scared away Wang Er, the leader of the thieves who was still a little famous, and even praised them, but they couldn't help but feel afraid for them.

Dashou even squeezed to Zhiwen's side with a cake and asked the whole process of the night clearly.

In this cheerful atmosphere, Dazhu, who has always had a loud voice and a lot of words, seemed to disappear and did not say a word.

Zhiwen was the first to discover Dazhu's abnormality, only to see that not only did he not speak, but he had swallowed the cake in the past few bites, and at this time he only took one bite, and drank some of the soup.

Something is wrong, the injury on Dazhu's left shoulder, Zhiwen has seen it, and there is some blood, but it is not serious, besides, Dr. Sun's father and son are both there, and the wound is well handled.

"Dazhu, what's wrong? Is the cake not delicious? Zhiwen walked up to Dazhu and asked.

"Oh, Zhiwen." Dazhu raised his head, his eyes were a little fluttering, and he said weakly, "I don't know why, I suddenly have a headache, nausea, and no strength." ”

Zhiwen's heart suddenly struck, this is a symptom of fever, and it is also the first symptom after being infected with the plague.

Ever since he discovered the first plague patient, he had nothing to do and remembered how he had behaved after the plague, and now he was thinking about it.

Sudden high fever, fatigue, and nausea were among the first symptoms of the plague.

As soon as his hand was placed on Dazhu's forehead, a hot breath penetrated his bones, and his body temperature was already very high, but this kid's face was still normal, not red.

Zhiwen was a little nervous, and hurriedly put his hand under Dazhu's jaw and pressed it lightly a few times, "Dazhu, does it hurt?" ”

There are lymph nodes there, and if they are abnormally swollen and painful when pressed, nine times out of ten it is plague.

"What are you doing, Zhiwen?" Dazhu was already burning a little delirious, "It doesn't hurt, you are light-handed, and it's a little itchy." ”

Now Zhiwen is a little embarrassed, the lymph nodes in the jaw of the big column are a little swollen, but compared with those who died of the plague, the gap is still obvious, and ordinary high fever can also cause swollen lymph nodes.

"What's wrong, Xiaozhi?" At this time, Dr. Sun also noticed Zhiwen and Dazhu, and hurriedly came to them and asked.

"Dazhu has a fever," Zhiwen frowned, and lowered his mouth to Dr. Sun's ear and whispered, "I have some suspicions that it is pimple plague." ”

The corners of Dr. Sun's mouth twitched, grabbed Dazhu's hand, counted the pulses respectively, and opened Dazhu's mouth and looked at his tongue, "I can't say if I have that disease, but Dazhu's veins are like a big bang, his tongue is red, and the yang heat is extremely hot, which is caused by the sudden outbreak of external evil and internal invasion." ”

is also frowning, and he doesn't even care about how Zhiwen can judge that Dazhu has a pimple plague.

At this time, everyone else at the scene noticed that something was wrong, and they all shut up and listened quietly to Dr. Sun's words.

"Xiao Jie, Da Shou, come and help me carry the big pillar to the shack next to me." Zhiwen immediately decided, regardless of whether Dazhu had the plague or not, he had to isolate him from the others first.

"Uncle Sun, Baqian will also come along, and the others will not follow." Carrying Dazhu to the idle shack, Zhiwen even sent Dazhu away, he only recovered for a few days, even if Dazhu had a common cold, Zhiwen was afraid that he would be infected.

As for the others, they were strictly ordered not to approach this shack, and Zhiwen also specially drew a line with quicklime, which was the standard.

After entering the shack, Zhiwen pressed the armpits and groin of the big column again, and the situation was fine, there was no swelling.

"You guard the pillar, I'll go and dispense the side medicine, I have to find a way to get his fever away." Dr. Sun said angrily, and at this time, several people in the shed were wearing cloth masks.

"Dazhu's body is so good, why did it suddenly burn like this?" After Dr. Sun left, Xiao Jie asked with a sigh.

"Maybe it's because I was stabbed by that knife." Zhiwen and Dr. Sun tacitly did not say that Dazhu might have pimple plague, but if it wasn't the plague, the knife that stabbed Dazhu might really be the culprit.

Think about what those people can do with this knife, kill people, kill dogs, kill rats, it's all possible, there aren't too many viruses and germs, even rust can make the big pillar tetanus.

PS: This Sunday, this book will be on the strong promotion of the History Channel, and I hope that all book friends will support it.