Chapter 13: The Dead
Seeing that the bird was frightened and would no longer chew the bird's tongue, Dou Qingshuang threw it aside.
Dou Qingshuang's gaze fell on Zhao Yu's body, frowning slightly.
The man lying on the ground had his eyes closed, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was extremely handsome. She remembered that at the restaurant that day, Zhao Yu hooked his lips and smiled, making everyone close to him look stupid, and the girls present were all stroking their chests, their faces flushed. If it was an ordinary woman, I am afraid that she would have tried her best to save people a long time ago.
But she remembered clearly, the man's eyes were extremely indifferent, and he did not hide the slightest murderous intent towards him.
To save, or not to save.
The bird was very spiritual, jumping on her lap, its beak gently pecking at the bruise on her wrist, as if to remind her that the person who had just saved her was also the one who wanted to kill her.
This place is still at the boundary of Nanshu, if you let it go, I am afraid it will not be good.
"You're in luck."
Dou Qingshuang muttered in a low voice, laboriously turned Zhao Yu over, turned his back up, carefully untied his shirt, the man's delicate chest was gradually exposed, and at the same time, the criss-crossing knife wounds, arrow wounds, and dark gangrene on his body also appeared in front of Dou Qingshuang's eyes.
Her heart jumped, and she took a low breath.
Who is Zhao Yu? Prince Zhao's only heir, the recognized son of Nanshu, grew up with the stars holding the moon, and losing his hair would make people feel distressed for a long time, even if he went to war recently, it was also sitting on a high seat, drinking tea and sleeping and waiting for victory.
But these scars on his body are clearly serious injuries that can only be suffered by killing and battlefield. They symbolize the years, life and death, and irreplaceable glory. Such a terrible scar, she had only seen it on her dead father!
The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains and forests is very large, and before the sunset has set, Dou Qingshuang feels the chill to the bone, and then looks at Zhao Yu, the corners of his lips are already purple.
She got up, Cainiao looked at Zhao Yu with teary eyes, and when she saw her get up, she immediately followed behind her with a pair of wings, cooing and humming.
Dou Qingshuang ignored the bird, looked for firewood, and picked a handful of cattails that grew extremely luxuriantly near the water, and there was no fire, so he had to grind stones to make fire, but fortunately, it didn't take much effort to light a small bonfire.
The fire knife was sterilized, and a sufficient amount of pampas grass velvet was torn, Dou Qingshuang took up and fell with the knife, and quickly cut off the dark gangrene around the hole, and the black and red blood kept gushing out with blood scabs......
The whole bird was scared, the shaking beak gurgled, and a bird's heart was respectful and afraid of Dou Qingshuang, but it wanted to get close to her for some reason.....
The colorful bird wants to faint on the spot, but it must be strong, otherwise if the master's life is gone, then its life will definitely be over, look at this burning thief, it is estimated that it can be cooked in the blink of an eye.
The weak and innocent wet bird trembled and hurried in dialect, "Cooked, killed, roasted, everyone, dead to death, you have to burn the master~!" ”
"Your master's time is short, why do you need to bother me to do it?" Dou Qingshuang was expressionless, looking at him coldly, "Before his internal injuries healed, new external injuries were added, and his blood and qi condensed, and he could be infected at any time." ”
Although there are many herbs in this deep mountain and old forest, it is a pity that there are no tools to cook medicine to heal injuries.
The weak bird suddenly froze, and looked at her pitifully, "Can it be saved, how, can it be saved." ”
Dou Qingshuang was amused by it, and poked her finger at its little head, "Knife wounds are easy to treat, but internal injuries are difficult to treat." Fortunately, he poured a lot of precious medicine on weekdays, but his qi was weak but his body was strong, and he couldn't kill if he stripped a few pieces of meat. It's just that there is no needle and thread to suture, and this grass velvet can only be used to stop bleeding and scab, and he will leave a scar here that is difficult to heal in the future. ”
"Needle, needle," the weak bird was sad, the little brain melon turned slowly, and suddenly turned to something, the bird's eyes lit up, and he jumped on Zhao Yu's waist with great effort, the bird's beak pecked the jade belt, and the excited bird feathers exploded, "Needle, needle, needle." ”
Zhao Yu's figure is very standard, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, an even skeleton, uniform muscle distribution, and the mermaid line all the way down is even more reverie and coveted.
Dou Qingshuang subconsciously looked away.
The soaked bird was in a hurry, and the rope with the jade belt in his beak was thrown around, and after a while, he was tired, and fell on Zhao Yu's belly panting.
With an almost inaudible sigh, Dou Qingshuang turned his head, his eyes did not slant and his hands did not tremble, he groped carefully in Zhao Yu's waist, and found a large and small bag at his waist.
The small one was a pink sachet embroidered with a large peony and two birds, and inside it were several silver needles as thin as a hair and several black pills, one end of which was coated with a medicine that could paralyze people for a short time, and the black pill was a rare poison.
Inside the big bag were some silver tickets and broken silver, Dou Qingshuang took the pills and broken silver into his arms, and put the silver tickets back on his body. After suffering Su Changwang's loss, he can't eat it a second time.
Zhao Yu was woken up by pain, endured strong discomfort and opened his eyes, the biting wind blew over, he couldn't help but shiver when he was frozen, he struggled to half-support his body, looked down, and saw that his upper body was barefruit, his chest was covered with a large mass of white fluffy and fluffy things, and there was a stupid bird lying on his belly and sleeping.
Sensing that there was someone next to him, Zhao Yu turned his head to look, and saw a woman sitting in front of the fire, the woman looked so familiar, a little clear, recognized the person, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes, and when she wanted to get up, she was surprised that her arm didn't use her strength, and when she looked down, there were silver needles in several acupuncture points.
He saw Dou Qingshuang get up, holding the leaves in both hands, squatting down in front of him, and handed the leaves over. Zhao Yu lowered his eyes and saw that there was a green liquid in the leaves, exuding a not-so-pleasant smell of herbs.
Zhao Yu frowned, "What is this?" Poison? ”
The weak bird woke up, jumped over with its wings open, leaned over and sniffed, and the feathers on its forehead stood up, "What's it, it's bitter, it's too bitter!" ”
Dou Qingshuang looked at him, "Drink." ”
"You're so bold," he suddenly raised his eyebrows, his drooping black hair covering his peach blossom eyes, and only the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more bewitching, "This is the son of this world, but what did you do?" ”
Dou Qingshuang said, "I came to see you lying here like this." ”
"You think I'll believe it?"
"And you still ask?" Dou Qingshuang looked cold, her voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a faint hint of sarcasm, "Could it be that the fairy in the sky came down to heal you when he saw that you were born good-looking." ”
Zhao Yu's eyes were stained with a hint of surprise, like a ghost, "You're not afraid that I will kill you?" ”
"If you will embarrass a woman, why am I afraid of you killing someone?" Dou Qingshuang was a little tired, and sat cross-legged in front of Zhao Yu, "This medicine is extremely difficult to find, if I try it, there will be no second copy." Your sick qi has entered the five internal organs, and as soon as the silver needle is pulled, the cold qi enters the body, and the disease is difficult to treat. ”
When Zhao Yu heard this, he looked her up and down meaningfully. The girl in front of her was only fifteen or sixteen years old, thin and pale, and the man's clothes were attached to her body, but she did not have the pretentious posture of the daughter's family, but like a young lion cub that had not yet grown up, put away its claws, and lurked quietly in the night.
He suddenly became a little interested, and said with interest: "The Dou family has been in the army for a hundred years, and I didn't expect to give birth to a little girl who understands medical skills." I don't know if it's bluffing? ”
Zhao Yu ignored his pain for the time being, and his eyes were extremely provocative, "It's better for me to test you, if you answer well, then I will believe what you say." If you can't answer. He touched his chin, "It's not like I, Zhao Yu, can't do this kind of thing to embarrass a woman." ”
Do you want to just make this person stupid and leave? Dou Qingshuang weighed the pros and cons very seriously.
"You can heal too?" Dou Qingshuang asked.
Zhao Yu shook his head, "I don't understand, but I've read a few medical books." If you practice medicine, there is nothing wrong with some medical skills, right? Or are you afraid of something, Ben Shizi's question? ”
"In the medical books, the "Herbal Root" is the basis of medicine, what is its admonition?"
Dou Qingshuang shook her head, "I haven't heard of it." ”
"The Book of Herbs?"
"I haven't heard of it." Dou Qingshuang frowned slightly, "The silver needle puncture point can't last half an hour, do you drink it or not?" ”
Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows, "The girl is actually angry?" I don't know what this medicine is, but if I give it to the girl, the girl will easily drink it? ”
After getting along for a short time, Zhao Yu seemed to have figured out a trace of Dou Qingshuang's temper, and his interest became stronger and stronger, and all of them seemed to underestimate this weak woman from the countryside?
Dou Qingshuang didn't bother to look at him, "Angelica two dollars, skullcap half a penny, peach kernel half a penny..... red medicine one penny, remove the slag and filter the juice, feed it once every two hours, take it twice in total, it can invigorate blood and remove stasis, and activate the knots." The main treatment is post-injury bruising, symptoms of local swelling and pain, abdominal distension, and unfavorable chest and flank. If you are lucky enough to be able to get out of this deep mountain, take the second decoction within four hours, and the disease can be cured. ”
"If you can't," Dou Qingshuang's gaze swept under him, and his tone was quite intriguing, "Short red, dry stools and other symptoms will follow you, accompanied by pain." ”
The weak bird looked at her with adoring eyes and chirped, "Short, short!!" ”
The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched slightly, bounced away the weak bird, and his shoulders were weak, but he raised his hand to take the leaves in Dou Qingshuang's hand steadily, and as soon as he raised his head, he drank all the medicinal juices.
The bitterness in his mouth accompanied by the intolerable smell of herbs rushed to the top of his head, Zhao Yu only felt dizzy and flowery in front of him, calmed down a little, lay down, and said lazily: "Pull it out." ”
Dou Qingshuang was silent.
Zhao Yu was seriously injured and was unconscious for a long time, and ordinary acupuncture points could no longer make his qi and blood turn around. So she used the acupuncture method taught by the old tutor to puncture the acupoints, and there would be great pain in the process of pulling out the needles, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all. Modern medicine is well developed, and this technique has long been included in ancient books.
"It will hurt a lot, if you can't stand it, just shout out, and it's easy to have an accident if you hold it."
Zhao Yu looked at her with one eye open, and his expression was playful, "Just do it." ”
Dou Qingshuang relaxed her hand, and pulled out the silver needles one by one in the previous order, her nerves were abnormally concentrated, and each bleeding point she pulled out made sure that there was no bruising, and then applied the mashed herbs.
The whole process lasted for about an hour, Zhao Yu really didn't shout, and he couldn't even hear a muffled snort, Dou Qingshuang looked up, only to see that his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his face was unusually pale.
When I opened my eyes, my pupils were not focused, my reflex to light was weak, and I was obviously unconscious.
After Dou Qingshuang took the pulse and made sure that his pulse was stable and there was no major problem, he simply put his clothes away, and carefully and carefully put the silver needles in his bag after sterilizing them.
The weak bird sprang out of nowhere, screaming in a panic: "Everyone, everyone! ”