Zhu Mingyang looked back and saw a middle-aged man about forty years old standing behind him, his gaze was different from that of the people next to him, full of kindness and concern. www.biquge.info The middle-aged man slowly approached Zhu Mingyang, and kept staring at the child with his eyes, but the people next to him pointed at him.

"May I ask ...... you?" Zhu Mingyang asked suspiciously.

"Come and help!" The middle-aged man did not answer Zhu Mingyang's question, but kept observing the child.

With Zhu Mingyang's help, the middle-aged man carried the child off the horse and laid it flat on the street, but when he saw that the child's breath was short, his face began to turn blue, and his belly was much bigger than just now, as if his belly was filled with a huge watermelon. The middle-aged man took a small porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked the bottle, and lowered the mouth of the bottle to the boy's nose.

"Ugh!" The boy slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Are you alright?" Cuicui saw that the boy woke up and asked with concern.

"Big sister, I'm fine!" The little boy shook his head slightly.

The middle-aged man saw that the little boy woke up, his tight brows did not stretch, but frowned even tighter, he gently picked up the boy's wrist and checked the pulse, and then took off the boy's shirt, and after a while, the round belly was exposed. The surrounding people were bold and driven by curiosity, but they were still far away from Zhu Mingyang and the others.

"It's not a flying ghoul." The middle-aged man said to himself, Zhu Mingyang saw that this man looked good, and the big stone in his heart finally let go a little.

Then, the middle-aged man put his hand on the boy's round belly and gently stroked the round belly, sometimes pressing gently, sometimes putting his ear on the boy's belly. After a while, the middle-aged man stood up and looked around, as if looking for something. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the side of a thatched hut and slowly walked towards it, but the people around him avoided him when they saw him coming.

At this time, Zhu Mingyang was also very puzzled, what was this strange person looking for, but he didn't say a superfluous word. I saw him fold a section of wheat straw from the side of the thatched hut from the wheat stack next to it, then broke off the two ends, blew gently with his mouth, and made sure that the straw was ventilated, and then walked back to the boy. But seeing that he removed the boy's pants, the boy was lying naked on the street in a short time, and then the middle-aged man gently inserted the wheat straw into the boy's lower body.

"Hmm!" The boy seemed to be struggling with pain.

"Hold him down!" The middle-aged man saw the boy struggling vigorously and motioned to Zhu Mingyang to help.

"This ......" Zhu Mingyang saw the boy's pain and became suspicious of the middle-aged man, Cuicui also stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Mingyang's arm, as if he didn't want Zhu Mingyang to hold down the boy.

"If you want me to heal him, if you want to, do as I say!" The middle-aged man didn't explain too much, but there was a hint of confidence in a few words.

"Good!" Zhu Mingyang took Cuicui's hand away and held down the struggling boy stiffly, because he knew that if this child continued like this, he would be finished sooner or later, but listening to this person, there may still be a glimmer of hope, and now there is only a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

The surrounding people became more curious, and more people gathered around, but they still didn't dare to approach, for fear of being infected with this bad luck. After the middle-aged man inserted the straw into the boy's lower body, he asked Zhu Mingyang to turn the boy over and hang it in the air with his stomach down, and then squatted down by himself, sucked hard at the wheat straw, and then spit out filth to the side, and took out a bottle of water to rinse his mouth. But seeing that the wheat straw that had been sucked by the middle-aged man just now actually dripped water, the water drops dripped faster and faster, and after a while, it became a line, and the child's belly began to slowly become smaller, and after a while, the wheat straw was not dripping, Zhu Mingyang turned the child over and looked, and the stomach was no different from ordinary people.

"Great! I don't hurt anymore, thank you! The boy jumped from Zhu Mingyang's hand and jumped to the ground.

"Oh God! What a miracle doctor! At this time, the crowd around applauded, which was very different from the indifference and ruthlessness just now.

"Sir, what a miracle doctor! The small one is not surnamed Zhu Mingyang, and I don't know Mr. Mingyang's surname! Zhu Mingyang saw that the man had healed the boy in a short period of time, and his heart was filled with joy.

"A little clumsy art made Zhu Gongzi smile. The contemptible surname is Liu, the name is Shenwei, he likes medical skills when he urinates, and today he can see that his son is in danger to save the child, and he admires it very much, so he helps out. Liu Shenwei told the truth, it turned out that he was moved by Zhu Mingyang's good deeds to help.

"Brother Liu! It's really Hua Tuo in the world, and I don't know that Brother Liu has any research on flying ghouls. Zhu Mingyang saw that Liu Shenwei's medical skills were good, and he remembered Li Zhi who was still lying on the sickbed.

"Don't hide it, although I know something about this disease, I haven't been able to find a way to eradicate it!" Liu Shenwei sighed deeply.

"Even a person as skilled as Mr. can't cure this disease, is it really incurable?" Zhu Mingyang thought that he had found a miracle doctor who could treat Li Zhi, but when he saw that Liu Shenwei had no cure, his heart suddenly cooled a lot.

"However, don't worry about Zhu Gongzi, I am also here for this matter. I don't know how to heal, but there is someone who knows how to heal this condition. Liu Shenwei saw that Zhu Mingyang was a little disappointed, and immediately changed his words.

"Who is this person?" Hearing Liu Shenwei say that someone would cure this disease, Zhu Mingyang came to his senses again.

"This person is the family teacher, the family teacher's surname is Sun, and his name is Simiao. The tutor often went up to the mountains to collect medicine and occasionally studied Buddhism, so it was difficult to find him in normal times. However, now that there are people suffering from this disease in various states and counties, and this disease is likely to be widespread, the family teacher must have heard of it, and the family teacher has mellow medical ethics, I think he will definitely appear. Liu Shenwei didn't seem to know where his master was.

"Sun Simiao? The king of medicine ......" Zhu Mingyang remembered the medicine king Sun Simiao recorded in the history textbook, and his heart was shocked.

"Medicine King? I haven't heard of this, but Master's medicine is really miraculous, and if he is allowed to use medicine, most of the incurable diseases can be cured. Liu Shenwei said proudly.

"Brother Liu! I have a small request, please be sure to grant it! Zhu Mingyang thought that this Sun Simiao might also be Li Zhi's last straw, but he had never seen Sun Simiao, and now he could only rely on Liu Shenwei in front of him to find Sun Simiao.

"What the hell is going on?" Liu Shenwei saw Zhu Mingyang's serious expression, and his heart was full of doubts.

"I would like to ask Brother Liu to join me and help me find Senior Sun, I have a friend who is in urgent need of his treatment." Zhu Mingyang said piously.

"What should I be, it just so happens that I'm going to find him too, so let's go together." Liu Shenwei agreed.