After dinner, Xue Rang took her into Prince Rong's "boudoir" again.

Because this house is too smelly, Xue Rang has smoked some medicinal herbs in the house, and now when he pushes the door, the aroma and smell are mixed together.

"Gross!" The urge to vomit returned.

Xue Rang stood up, "You shouldn't be there, right?" Why do you vomit endlessly? Take it in your hand and I'll take a look. ”

She shrank back, "What's there, this smelly and fragrant smell is only something you can stand it?" What are your quirks? ”

Xue Rang called his subordinates, "Go, get two pieces of turmeric, just cut it from the middle, be fast." ”

Yang Jing covered her nose with a handkerchief, and the closer she got to Prince Rong's bed, the more intense this indescribable strange smell became, even more smoky than the last time she came in.

But Prince Rong was lying down on his own, and there was nothing wrong.

"Get up." Xue Rang kicked the bed.

Prince Rong turned over, revealing a square face with a figure-eight beard, his eyebrows downward, and a look of grievance, "My illness is really so evil?" Can't even you be cured? ”

Xue Rang glanced at Yang Jing and kicked him again, "What can't be cured?" When did I say it couldn't be cured? ”

Prince Rong also glanced at Yang Jing, as if he had reached some consensus with Xue Rang immediately, he smiled and said, "Yes, yes, with you here, Lord Yan doesn't want to take my life away in person, right?" Lao Xue. ”

"Shut up." Xue Rang drank him, and then said, "Get up and take off your pants." ”

"Huh? Take it off again? ”

"If you want to take it off, you will take it off, why is there so much nonsense!"

"But isn't there a ......" Prince Rong winked at Xue Rang, and with a clinker "swish", the trousers on his lower body were shattered into several rags, and Yang Jing avoided his eyes.

Xue Rang pulled her by the hand and sent her to Prince Rong, who stood up.

"Look closely."

She stiffened her neck, not daring to look down, "Look... What a look! ”

"Naturally, it's up to him...... Forget it, you get up. Xue Rang temporarily changed his mind, pulled her back, and as soon as the wind loosened, Prince Rong lay on the bed with a "Peng" sound, and screamed.

"This poison is called Qixiang, and the wound of the poisoned person gradually decays from the inside out, emitting a foul smell like a rotting corpse." Xue Rang said, tearing off the quilt to cover Wu Jin, and then pulling open the obscene clothes on his chest, "It's just that the place where he was poisoned is more peculiar, I think it was the poisoner who knew that I had appeared here, so he specially prepared a feast for me." ”

Although she didn't know why he wanted to say this to her, Yang Jing still had the mentality of learning more and writing down what he said carefully.

In case you meet again in the future, you can have a way to deal with it, and if you can't meet it, it's also good to have a long insight.

Xue Rang held a thin knife in his hand and slashed at Wu Jin's round belly, "If you are poisoned by Qixiang, the poisonous gas will quickly spread throughout the meridians of the whole body within three days, do you see if his blood is darker?" ”

A blackened trail of blood stained the tip of the knife and held it to her eyes.

"Yes."

"Look closer, see if it's not all black yet." Xue Rang's treatment was not as usual, although she couldn't see the expression of his mask, but Yang Jing could feel that his expression at the moment must be extremely serious and rigorous, and she was also very cooperative, "It's not very dark, there is still red." ”

"Well, that means the poison hasn't been on him for more than three days."

Wu Jin listened to the questions and answers of the two people in front of him, so he was not leisurely, and suddenly had some doubts, "I said Lao Xue, are you treating a disease?" Still ......" Before he finished speaking, Xue Rang had already ordered his acupoint.

"Remember, I, Xue Rang, never owe anyone favors, you did save me once, and now I have two things for you to choose from."

Yang Jing was positive, "Okay." ”

It's a good thing for others to reciprocate, it's always hard to refuse, and besides, it's a ghost doctor who has the best medical skills in the world to repay this person, and it seems that this return to Lin'an can be regarded as a halfway bargain.

Xue Rang raised his eyebrows, "I have two things in my hands, one is medicine, the other is poison, you choose one." He wouldn't say that he had taken a fancy to Yang Jing's potential and courage.

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but in a blink of an eye, she turned into joy again, "It's a medicine that is three parts poison, why should the medicine be separated?" ”

Xue Rang took a deep look at her, this woman is always inadvertently amazing.

Yes, the question he has been tossing and turning for many years and has been puzzled for a long time was actually broken by her few words today.

Everyone in the world scolds him for being both good and evil, and the people he saves are far less than the people he kills, but who in the world has said that a doctor can't kill people?

Xue Rang took three steps in the room, smiling deeply.

"Well said, then I will teach you this double technique of medicine and poison, but how much you can learn depends on your creation and ability!"

All night.

Xue Rang took Prince Rong as an example, and talked about all the major ** and fatal points on him one by one, and when he saw that it was getting late, he took out a book from his sleeve and threw it over.

"Don't sleep tonight, take a good look at this book, and pay me back by tomorrow."

"Diagram of meridians."

She flipped through a few pages, most of which were explanations of the major acupoints and mechanisms of the human body, with annotations and simple diagrams next to them, and she touched the word "Xue Rang" at the end of the book, raised her head and asked: "This is the book you wrote?" ”

"If it's not me, could it be you?" Xue Rang yawned and waved her to the foot of the wall, "Go there and look, don't stop me from working." ”

She didn't refute unexpectedly, and walked to the tea table ten paces away, turning the first page, only to hear a muffled hum from the bed.

As soon as he looked up, in the faint light of the oil lamp that was lit at some point, Xue Rang held a thin knife in his left hand, and pressed his right hand against Wu Jin's knife, and slapped it hard, and the blood splashed out, but he didn't dodge it, and he wasn't afraid at all.

Yes, this is the ghost doctor Xue Rang.

One hand saves people, but the other hand kills.

She sank into the books.

When I came back to my senses, the sky was already bright.

She put down the books that had only been left in her hand for the night, got up and stretched herself out, "I haven't slept all night, and I don't feel sleepy." ”

In front of the bed, Xue Rang was nowhere to be seen.

She tried to call, "Xue Rang? ”

The figure walked out of the screen behind the bed, "It's not big or small, it's called the master." ”

"You taught me to repay my kindness, and it's not an ordinary apprenticeship, I don't call it."

"Eh, you stinky girl want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" Xue Rang was so anxious that he almost threw the rag in his hand.

There was a knock at the door just in time.

"Brother Xue Rang."

Xue Rang glanced at her and opened the door, "A-Ying? What are you here to do? ”

"Brother Xue Rang, I heard Sister Princess say that you haven't closed your eyes after a busy night, I did some ...... to clear the heat"

"Ah Ying." Xue Rang's face sank suddenly, "I know your thoughts, so you don't have to waste time." ”

Yang Jing: "......"

Growing so big, it was the first time she had seen a man reject a woman, so neatly and neatly.

This reminded her of another person who was far away in Liuzhou.

I wonder what kind of attitude he took when he rejected people?

Thinking about it, I'm really curious.

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