PS: Rolling all over the ground for collections, for recommendations!!

Zhou Xiaocao asked the patient to lay flat on the small bed where the maids slept, and the patient was still trembling in pain, but it seemed that his consciousness had been blurred, and only a low whimper remained in his mouth.

Zhou Xiaocao watched his cold sweat dripping, so he ordered: "Wipe his sweat!" ”

The little girl hurriedly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on their young master's face. Suddenly, the little girl shouted: "Oh, the young master's sweat has changed color!" What can I do? ”

Zhou Xiaocao snatched the handkerchief from the little girl's hand and scolded: "What are you shouting nonsense!" This is your young master spitting, this is the color of bile, do you understand? ”

The few male servants felt that Zhou Xiaocao was a little good, and hurriedly begged: "I also hope that Doctor Zhou will help and save my young master's life!" ”

Zhou Xiaocao waved his hand: "If I can save it, I will definitely save it-that, what kind of disease is your young master?" Poisoned? ”

Zhou Xiaocao asked this question based on the fact that the patient was in terrible pain, and he vomited bitter gallbladder, especially like a sign of poisoning. But once these words are heard in the ears of these people, it is different. The young master's illness has been several years, of course they know the root of the disease, but this week, the divine doctor didn't take the pulse, and the second didn't check, and directly determined that it was poisoning, which is called a real master!

The one who took the lead hurriedly said: "Yes, my young master is poisonous in his blood and can't be discharged, which caused this result." Those doctors in the capital have exhausted their methods, but they still can't expel the toxins in the young master's body, so they still ask the divine doctor for treatment! ”

As soon as his voice fell, those people also knelt down together and said in unison: "Please also ask the divine doctor for treatment!" ”

Zhou Xiaocao hurriedly put his hands in the air: "I said what are you doing here?" Kneel down at every turn? Your young master can't be cured? If you want to cure it, get it up for me! ”

When those people heard this, they all quickly got up, but those eyes were still full of pleading, staring at Zhou Xiaocao. Zhou Xiaocao was uncomfortable by them, so he simply looked up at the ceiling, but he was thinking in his heart, how to cure this disease.

To say that he is a miracle doctor is too much to exalt him. All he has is nothing more than the experience of later generations. Especially the overwhelming advertisements in later generations, all kinds of media shake people uncomfortably every day, and they are pervasive, and it is difficult for him to understand it. You look like that brain, what kind of gold, that advertisement makes people want to vomit. In fact, it is also a seasickness medicine developed by Americans in the 80s, and after taking it, it has the effect of refreshing the mind.

After the patient's symptoms and his own analysis, Zhou Xiaocao came to the conclusion that the patient should be the cause of heavy metal poisoning. Once heavy metals enter the bloodstream, they cannot be excreted through the urinary system, and the only way to do it is to go for dialysis. But this is a feudal society, where does dialysis come from? He had to think of something else. What do you think? Exchange blood!

yes, isn't he poisonous in his blood? Then let's replace it for him, replace it with someone else's blood, and replace it with non-toxic blood, step by step, isn't it done?

Zhou Xiaocao felt that this method was feasible, and danced happily. But in an instant, there was a difficulty. How so? Exchange transfusion requires equipment, at least there should be something for blood transfusion, right? Do you expect there to be here?

The leader kept staring at Zhou Xiaocao, seeing that he suddenly pondered, suddenly showed joy, and then turned to a bitter face, he knew that he had a way to save him, and he had encountered some difficulties.

What is the biggest difficulty for doctors? Is it suffering from no cure? Don't have a cure? Don't have a cure?

None of these reasons are! In this person's eyes, Zhou Xiaocao's biggest difficulty is money!

Oh, you sick man is dying, bring it to me. What good will I do if I am cured? Not yet! Ask for money!

Thinking of this, he immediately took out a large handful of silver tickets from his arms and pushed them directly to Zhou Xiaocao: "Divine doctor, as long as you can save my young master, all this money will be yours, and there will be benefits later!" Please take care of it! ”

As soon as Zhou Xiaocao saw these silver tickets, he immediately said loudly: "What's the matter? What's wrong? Do you want to go on the offensive with money? How can I, a man of high morals, as bright as the moon in the sky, be bought by your money? It's not as good as a flower girl! ”

The leader's face was a little embarrassed, and he said, "I know, these tens of thousands of taels of silver are a little little, but at present, we have so much on us." As for the girl, we will send it to the house in the future. ”

Zhou Xiaocao jumped on his feet: "How much?!" How much money do you have in this hand? ”

The leader was about to take back the silver ticket, but this time he took it out again: "Here are more than 80,000 taels of silver, and please ask the divine doctor to take a look!" ”

Zhou Xiaocao suddenly ran to the door and shouted: "Ximen blows snow!" ”

"Hey, here we go!"

After agreeing, Ximen Fuxue and Lu Xiaofeng rushed over and waited for the young master's orders.

Zhou Xiaocao said: "Let me ask you, how big is the pile of 80,000 taels of silver piled up in this house?" ”

Ximen Fuxue's eyes lit up, and he looked so dazzling at night: "Eighty or eighty thousand taels of white silver?" That's not going to be such a big bunch! No, it's bigger! ”

Seeing that Ximen Blowing Snow's hands were about to be compared to the back of his buttocks, Zhou Xiaocao hurriedly interrupted him: "Okay, okay!" I know! The sick man is willing to give eighty thousand taels of silver and beg me to heal him. Tell me, can I cure it? ”

Ximen Fuxue nodded hurriedly: "Treatment, why don't you give treatment!" People are so sincere, of course they have to be cured! Although 80,000 taels is a bit less, but saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level pagoda, and the young master is a kind-hearted person, so he will definitely not stand idly by! ”

Zhou Xiaocao waved his hand and said, "Okay, you don't need to shoot the sycophants!" Lady, go and bring the radish head that Dr. Yin gave me two days ago. People have expressed their sincerity, and we should also show our sincerity! ”

Radish heads? What kind of radish head can represent the sincerity of 80,000 taels of silver?

After Feng Yulan took out the box, Zhou Xiaocao opened it and saw a big ginseng lying inside. I'll go, this is called a turnip head? Then I wish all the radish heads in my family's one-third of an acre of land!

Zhou Xiaocao suddenly asked, "Do you know martial arts?" ”

Except for the little girl, they all nodded. Zhou Xiaocao then asked: "Let's start asking the most critical question, that is, which of you has the highest internal strength?" It's a very powerful kind, even if you can't beat the invincible opponents all over the world, you have to fork to the ends of the earth. ”

They looked at each other, then shook their heads together.

Zhou Xiaocao was disappointed, and sighed: "Then it's no problem, to cure your young master's illness, you have to have a strong internal force." ”

The man who had come with the patient on his back said to him, "Divine doctor, why don't you try it?" ”

Zhou Xiaocao said listlessly: "How powerful is your internal strength?" Give it a try. ”

The man took out a silver ingot, about ten taels in weight, took it in his hand, shook it, and said, "It's ugly! ”

The right hand shook it hard, and the left hand pinched a trick, and after a while, his face was red and turned the color of pork liver.

Zhou Xiaocao looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't find any changes in the silver ingot, shook his head and sighed: "Oh, don't pinch if you can't pinch it!" ”

He had seen a powerful master pinch his handprints on the metal in later generations, so he was greatly disappointed to see that this guy had not moved for a long time.

The man suddenly shouted, "Hey! ”

withdrew the trick in his left hand, and then handed the silver ingot in his right hand to Zhou Xiaocao: "Divine doctor, please take a look!" ”

Zhou Xiaocao stretched out his hand to pick it up: "You give it to me, I can't pinch it, I don't have martial arts, it's outrageous, right?" ”