"How's it going?"

"Back to the prince, the lame seven was injured, and the subordinates didn't catch the thief. The one who can seriously injure the lame seven should be a person with strong martial arts. ”

King Yu's thick eyebrows raised and kicked the guard in front of him: "Useless waste!" ”

The guard fell to the ground and knelt up again: "But the subordinates vouched that when the gunpowder was removed from the tree to the camp, no one would follow behind." ”

King Yu's face was dark: "If something goes wrong, this king won't be able to spare you." ”

Nanqiang fever did not go away, and he had a fever for two days and two nights, and he woke up in a daze, looked at it in a daze, and fell asleep again.

Nanqiang's arm wound is inflamed, and he can't go now, please Langzhong. Jinchuang medicine, antipyretics, those bottles and cans have bottomed out, but they still haven't improved at all.

Bai Zhi cried anxiously and red-eyed: "Dao Chief, what can I do about this, let's go and invite Lang Zhong, if this continues, my son-in-law's life will be gone."

I've also heard that this fever will burn out your head if it doesn't go away for a long time, so if it gets stupid, how can it be good? How can I go on an errand? ”

Huaiqing sat on the edge of Nanqiang's couch, checked the pulse for a moment, and took his hand back.

"You go and invite Lang Zhong, and invite Lang Zhong to sit in the hall first."

Bai Zhi wiped a handful of tears and didn't dare to ask more, so she pulled out her legs and ran out.

Bai Zhi's front foot didn't stumble on the front foot of the moment, and there was a rush knock outside the door.

Huaiqing opened the door, and a plain white dress with a gauze hat on his head, the light gauze was so heavy that he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

Beside him was a little maid with her head bowed, and an elderly woman standing on the left.

The woman's green silk was meticulously coiled behind her head, and she simply inserted this white jade hairpin on her head, her face was dignified and majestic, and she had a bit of aura.

Looking at the figure of the woman in the lead, he knew that it was not Zhao Yingyue, and Huaiqing blocked people out of the door.

"I don't know why a few people came to the cold house."

The woman with the gauze hat replied in a low voice: "Naturally, it is to save people." ”

The woman in the back continued, "Our young lady is the Lang Zhong invited by the little maid you just went out. ”

Huaiqing's sharp eyes saw the jade pendant worn by the woman with the gauze hat.

Huaiqing stepped aside and led the way to the room. As soon as Huaiqing wanted to step into the room, he was blocked by Aunt Yu.

"Our young lady doesn't like to be disturbed."

Huaiqing stopped outside the room, glanced at it, and turned to leave. Nanori stepped into the room and let go of the smell of medicine.

Nanqiang lay on the bed with a pale face, his lips were dry and cracked, and his face was bloodless.

Nan Zhi stretched out his hand to probe Nan Qiang's forehead, and frowned slightly with a pair of beautiful eyebrows: "Sister." ”

Nanqiang seemed to hear the murmur in his dream, and opened his eyes with difficulty to take a look.

"I'm dreaming." Nanqiang wanted to reach out and touch Nan Weaving, but he didn't have the slightest strength in his hand.

Nan Zhi opened the medicine box, took out a fine needle and roasted it in the fire, and Nan Zhi inserted the real into the Nanqiang acupuncture point.

Nan Qiang's brows tightened, and after a moment, his brows gradually eased, and the painful look on his face seemed to be reduced.

Nan Zhi lifted the quilt and took off Nan Qiang's clothes, and the wound on Nan Qiang's arm made Nan Zhi's pupils shrink.

Aunt Yu whispered: "Why is the third young lady injured so badly?" ”

Nan Zhi turned his head, took out gauze medicinal wine from the medicine box, and cleaned Nanqiang's pus-draining wound little by little.

"Sharp weapons are poisonous." Nan Zhi used a sharp dagger to cut away Nanqiang's pus-rotting flesh.

Poria on the side was timid, and Nan Zhi said softly: "You go out and guard outside, and you can't let anyone get close to half a step." ”

Nan Weaving cleaned up Nanqiang's wound, took out the golden medicine in the box, and applied the medicine to Nanqiang's wound.

Nanqiang groaned, watching Nanqiang's pale face and the sweat on his face sliding down his clothes drop by drop, Nan Weaving's eyes were full of distress.

"Luckily, we're here in Kyoto." Aunt Yu exhaled and touched the sweat on her forehead.

Nan Zhi took the gauze, cleaned the blood stains on Nan Qiang's arm, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Nan Qiang's face.

Huaiqing sat in the gazebo, and for a while Poria timidly came to him with a medicine list.

"This is the medicine that my young lady ordered to be caught, and my young lady said that the boy inside is in critical condition. This is urgent. ”

Huaiqing took the medicine list, glanced at the room and strode out.

Nan Zhi pricked the needles one by one on Nan Qiang's body, and every once in a while he pulled them out and inserted them into other acupuncture points.

After several repetitions, Nanqiang suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and Nan Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is the third lady safe?"

"It also depends on how well the fever is reduced, if it is carefully cared for, it should be keenly to reduce the fever."

Aunt Yu said: "Just take Bai Zhi's temperament." ”

Nan Weaving dressed Nan Qiang and lifted the wet hair on Nan Qiang's face.

"Although Bai Zhi is so-so on weekdays, she shouldn't be confused about major events."

Aunt Yu was still not at ease: "Did the Taoist priest outside the door just now know that the third lady was his daughter." ”

Nan Zhi got up: "Aunt Yu, go and pour me a cup of tea." ”

"I heard my grandmother mention that Sister Ah mentioned to him in her letter about Taoist priests, and she should be a reliable person. It's not easy for Sister A to be alone in Kyoto, and it's rare to have a reliable person around, so we have something important to do in Kyoto. Don't cause too much trouble. ”

Nan Zhi said a few words lightly, and Aunt Yu didn't dare to say more.

When Huaiqing returned, he saw the woman waiting at the door.

Aunt Yu handed the other two prescriptions in her hand to Huaiqing: "This is the other two prescriptions that our young lady prescribed, and the way to take these two prescriptions is the same as the medicine in your hand, three bowls of water are boiled into one bowl of water, and then the slag is boiled into one bowl of water from three bowls of water." Boil. Drink it every other hour.

The medicine for the wound on her arm that our lady has put on the table has to be changed three times a day, not once.

If her fever doesn't subside tomorrow, take this post to this place and please. ”

Huaiqing took the medicine list and bowed his head: "There is labor." ”

Aunt Yu took two steps and was not at ease, and came back: "She was injured by a poisonous blade." ”

Aunt Yu saw that Huaiqing's face was unwavering, and she left with a slight bow.

Huaiqing walked into the kitchen, washed his hands, and made a fire to boil medicine. Huaiqing entered the Nanqiang house and saw that the basin of water on the side of the bed was all stained with blood.

Huaiqing sat on the edge of the bed, lifted the quilt, and glanced at Nanqiang's bandaged wound.

"If I hadn't been nosy, you wouldn't have been like this."

Huaiqing wiped the sweat from Nanqiang's forehead, and Nanqiang murmured: "Zhi'er...... Sister ......"

Huaiqing paused for a moment, and as soon as the handkerchief touched Nan Qiang's face, Nan Qiang whispered in his mouth: "Stinky Taoist ......"

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang's withered and cracked lips oozing blood. Huaiqing went to find a box of emollient rouge and smeared it on Nanqiang's lips little by little.

Bai Zhi, who had been out for more than two hours, had a depressed face as soon as she came back: "Dao Chief, I can't invite Langzhong." ”

Bai Zhidou's big tears were in her eyes, and when she went out today, she ran to a pharmacy within a radius of ten kilometers, and she couldn't invite Lang Zhong anywhere.

Huaiqing glanced at Bai Zhi's dirty body, and handed the medicine in his hand to Huaiqing: "Go and boil the medicine." ”