Chapter Eighty-Eight: Life and Death Have Their Own Certainty
readx;?ā Brother Li, the two of us were miserable by you! ā
In a thatched hut, three figures, somewhat worse than beggars, leaned against the wall, their bodies immobile because of exhaustion and immobility were used as a resting place from time to time by the tired insects. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Hearing Sun Mazi's complaint beside him, the person in the middle did not speak for a long time, and if you look closely, you will find the remorse hidden in his eyes.
Brother Li's surname is Li, the name is at the end, and the words are ambiguous. He was saluted by the two people beside him, not because of age, but because of the short arrow that drove the three of them to a dead end.
People are as their name suggests, and they are on the same path as the end.
Of course, it was more of the hysteria after the broken jar, but at this time the Greek word had not yet spread, and it was probably better to use the word demon to describe it.
"Sun Mazi." After a while, he suddenly said, his voice a little hoarse, "Believe me, because of me, I will escape with you." Go to the north and take refuge in Cao Cao, with this trip, you and I will definitely be valued. ā
Going to the North?
Wang Gou on the far left couldn't help but nodded, as we all know, Cao Cao in the north is the enemy of Sichuan and Shu, and the enemy of the enemy is a friend, but I don't know if these nobodies can be reused because of this assassination?
At this moment, they already knew who they met that day, and when they first heard the news, Wang Gou almost knelt down again.
"It's lightweight. Brother Li, my brother was pulled into the chariot by you, do you still have to hide something? "But Sun Mazi is not as dead as Wang Dog, he doesn't want to be trapped a second time after being pitted once.
Sun Mazi's words were a little rushed, but they really should be asked, Li Mo took a deep breath, and told all the plans he had thought about in the past two days.
"First of all, we ......"
The plan is quite long, and it doesn't sound like there's any loophole, to say the least.
Sun Mazi nodded, Wang Gou still echoed and continued to agree, you must know that the one who really shot and injured the big man was the last one to catch up, and no one knew what was hidden under a seemingly wooden face.
"So you've got a target?" The one who asked the question was still Sun Mazi.
Li Mo frowned, as if thinking, "There are three targets, one is Li Hu, the head of the Fumen Pavilion in the east of the city, the second is the recorder Peng Shi Duan Sanlang who lives on this street, and the third is the city Peng Fan Zheng who is close to the city gate." ā
Sun Mazi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously rubbed his fingers and said, "It seems that Brother Li has made a decision for us?" ā
At this time, they are lost dogs, and the closer they are to the target, the better.
So speaking of which, there are three, in fact, the goal has been set, that is, the record of Pengshi, who lives not far from where they are staying at this time, Duan Jia Saburo.
Li Mo sighed lightly and said, "Brother Sun said this, but it made Brother Wei panic. ā
"Hmph." Sun Mazi let out a cold snort from his nose, but he didn't say anything more, he had no opinion on who the target was, anyway, at this time, the three of them were grasshoppers on a rope, and no one would be able to calculate whom.
Seeing that Sun Mazi did not object, Li Mo looked at Wang Gou on the left, who nodded again and again, as if he had no opinion of his own at all.
However, the three of them are extremely familiar people on weekdays, and they also know each other's personalities quite deeply, and it is not unusual for Wang Dog to be like this most of the time at the same time as them.
"Then it's settled!" Li Mo's eyes widened, and he said viciously: "We'll do it in half a moment, Saburo should still be in the county government at this time, it's a good time for us to act!" ā
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Changsha City Taishoufu Pharmacy.
The paper window opened, and from time to time there was a faint green smoke wafting out, accompanied by the rich medicinal fragrance that lingered together after the medicinal materials were thickened and combined with each other.
Of course, the word incense is for people like Zhang Zhongjing and Zhang Zi, who are heavy doctors, understand medicine and love medicine, but the young and imbued Zhu Huide is frowning, Rao is also quite old, but he can't adapt to it.
If it was a normal day, Zhang Zhongjing was afraid that he would have to teach his apprentice a lesson again, but at this moment, his attention was all focused on some bottles and cans in front of him.
After more than half a day of torture and suppression, they have successfully boiled the two medicines according to the two prescriptions, the former decoction and the latter honey pill, but the former took longer.
If you want to boil Artemisia annua to the point where it can be turned into medicine, it is the most time-consuming and laborious, and you can understand by looking at Zhang Zi who is around his wrist on the side, just fanning the fire makes him maintain a posture for about half an hour.
"The medicine has been made, and the next step is to verify the medicinal properties." Zhang Zhongjing stroked his beard, stood up and said.
There is no clearer way to prove the medicinal properties than whether the disease is cured or not, and under the ravages of malaria in the south, it is easy to find people who are sick.
There is a family not far from the south of the city, but the only son has inadvertently contracted malaria, and for a few days, the family has been crying all day long, miserable. Zhang Zhongjing also went to see it a few times and tried a variety of medications, but the effect was not obvious.
Over the years, he has practiced medicine and saved many people, but more often than not.
Healers are not immortals, even immortals have a time to fall, let alone manpower. There is a saying in practicing medicine that is to change one's life against the sky, and what Zhang Zhongjing has been talking about over the years is that sentence: "There is always a definite number of life and death, and one person who can save one person is one person." ā
Life and death sometimes really have a fate, but the person in the courtyard in front of him, Zhang Zi thinks that his life should not be extinguished.
"Is Brother Zhao here?" Zhang Zhongjing beckoned, and Zhu Huide stepped forward and shouted.
After a while, a woman with red and swollen eyes came out and opened the door, but her skin that was still slightly better became haggard.
When she saw clearly who the person standing in front of her was, she was immediately startled, and bowed down: "The Zhao family has seen Zhang Taishou, and my husband has heard that there is a prescription to cure the child's disease, so he went out to look for medicine early this morning, and he has not returned home yet." ā
"Madame is fine, I have an ancient prescription today, which should be beneficial to Lingzi's illness, so I hurried here, I'm afraid it will delay the condition." Zhang Zhongjing took a step forward and said softly: "Also, Mrs. still has to control her emotions, if she continues like this, I'm afraid that it will damage her eyes." ā
Zhang Zhongjing's words shocked Zhao, and then turned into ecstasy, you know, in order to save her only son, she has tried all methods, and she is not afraid that she will be infected and take care of her all day, even if the famous doctor Zhang Taishou in front of her is invited several times within a radius of ten miles and even the entire south, but her poor son still moans in pain every day, always shouting cold, always burning, and today there is a hallucination, taking her as the evil ghost, so frightened that she hides in the quilt and does not dare to show her head.
Now this miracle doctor is saying that there is a way to heal! This made her almost cry again in ecstasy!
The reason why she held back was not because of the second half of what Zhang Zhongjing said just now, in fact, after listening to the first half of the sentence, she couldn't listen to the other words happily.
The only thing that allowed her to hold back her tears and pretend to be strong was her son.
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