"Ma Boiling Powder was created by the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and taking it can make people ignorant, even if they are disemboweled, they are slaughtered by others, and those who take it are not painful or itchy, and the anesthetic effect is extremely strong." In fact, Ma Boiling San is a legend even in contemporary times, only existing in TV or martial arts novels. Chi Jing suddenly had an epiphany, and it was normal for people who left the country to not know that Ma Boiling was actually normal, because they didn't have the Internet...

"Anesthesia... Disembowelment..."The famous doctor muttered and repeated, his expression still unchanged, but a frenzied light slowly ignited in his eyes. In the past, he also thought of formulating a medicine that could temporarily paralyze people's senses, hoping to alleviate the fear and pain of patients in the process of treatment. But every time it ended in failure, over time he could only put it down for the time being, but it was always a heart disease that he had not healed.

However, now Miss Chi told him that Hua Tuo's divine doctor had already been successfully prepared...

At this moment, the heart of the famous doctor was filled with endless admiration. Anesthesia, numbness boiling, so apt.

"But I don't know the cure." Ji Jing couldn't bear to hit him, but he had to hit him. I'm afraid that except for Hua Tuo, no one in the world knows the true recipe for hemp boiling.

The light in the eyes of the famous doctor was extinguished in an instant.

"But I can tell you that a few flavors may be medicinal materials for the hemp boiling powder prescription, and if you prepare it on this basis, it may or may not be successful." Even if it is for herself, if she is injured and needs surgery in the future, she will be relieved to have a hemp boiling, so as not to die of pain like Ling Chi.

"The sheep are hesitating... Jasmine Root... Calamus..."Dad had a whim, saying that he would try to decoction these herbs to see if they could fry the hemp and boil it, as for the effect later, she didn't ask about playing games, but these herbs have somehow run into her mind since then, and she has not forgotten it.

I wanted to go on, but I found that the famous doctor seemed to be stunned by her words, and at this time his eyes stared at her face vacantly.

That's it. Or write it down for insurance.

was about to look for paper and pen everywhere, but when he turned around, he caught the pain that was quickly hidden in Nie Yihan's handsome eyes-Chi Jing's heart suddenly chuckled, and he remembered the high-level amputee woman who looked like a fairy in the portrait on the wall, and suddenly felt cold all over his body.

It's not going to be painful to die, is it?

…

has been floating back to the thatched cottage where he lives, and the famous doctor is still the same as if he has three souls and no seven spirits.

Miss Chi easily gave him the prescription he had always dreamed of, and he seemed to have forgotten to thank him when he left. Maybe he thanked him and said goodbye, but he fell into a dream and couldn't remember it clearly. I only feel that the paper in my arms is fluttering, and others are also fluttering, as if walking in the clouds.

Sheep heel analgesia, exorcism, treatment of bruises, but also treatment of astringent speech, poisonous.

Jasmine root relieves headaches, can sleep peacefully, and is poisonous.

Calamus cures convulsions, madness, insect repellent and poisonous.

Angelica is partial and warm, and the supplement is just right.

And a few other medicines... I don't care about doubting the truth or falsehood, and the famous doctor has never seen such a strange prescription. Is it fighting poison with poison? What is this pharmacology? The drug is bold, and the medicine is domineering...

"Childe, please have tea." A call made the famous doctor's sanity come back a little, "Oh, it's Zhao Tong." "It turned out to be the dwarf Zhao Tong.

Miss Chi had never seen Zhao Tong, but she insisted that Zhao Tong must be over thirty years old, and asked him to remember to beware of Zhao Tong. The famous doctor looked at Zhao Tong's hands, waist, legs, and face. In addition to height, this is indeed the body that a man in the prime of life should have. is as dull as him, but he didn't expect that there were really dwarfs in this world, and he also let him meet them.

The body structure is different from ordinary people, Zhao Tong must have suffered a lot of inhuman treatment over the years, it must be very bitter. Since Miss Chi said that he would harm herself on the snowy mountain, then let him live here for the time being before climbing the snowy mountain to find medicine.

"Childe, it's me. What's wrong with you? When I go out and come back, it's like losing my soul. Zhao Tong asked curiously, like other seven or eight-year-old children of the same age under the mountain, his big head, which was much taller than ordinary people, was slightly tilted, and his eyes were full of respect when he looked up at the famous doctor.

Looking up, in addition to facing some yellow-mouthed children, he needs to look up no matter who he looks at.

"It's nothing, I'm going out today, and I'm getting a doctor." The famous doctor said very slowly, his throat was drier than usual, and he remembered that he had not entered the Rakshasa Tower today.

Seeing the famous doctor sending the tea to his mouth without thinking, Zhao Tong smiled even more cheerfully.

When the warm teacup engraved with a touch of green bamboo reached his mouth, the famous doctor suddenly hurriedly put down the tea, got up and walked in the direction of the medicine garden, muttering to himself what kind of jasmine root prescription as he walked.

Zhao Tong smiled and looked at the teacup on the desk, smiled at his back again, smiled mildly as usual, and began to clean up this simple medicine house quietly as before.

He was so lucky that he could faint in front of a doctor's door if he fainted in the mountains.

He was so unfortunate that he could meet him fainting in front of his door even in the mountains.

met Zhao Tong, who had vowed to "repay" all the doctors in the world.

Zhao Tong slowly waved the broom in his hand, the hand holding the broom tightened more and more, and the green tendons on his arms were highlighted due to forbearance.

But he still maintains a harmless, innocent, innocent smile on his face.

…

Chi Jing returned to Wuhua Courtyard before dinner, and was escorted back to the gate by Nie Yihan. Actually, she was only gone for a few hours.

The jade bottle sat on the stone steps in front of the gate of Wuhua Courtyard, looking at the direction of the street like a wangfu stone, and did not move, even until Chi Jing stood in front of him. Ji Jing blinked, waited and waited, and found that she didn't get up, and she didn't give way out to let her in.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask, "Jade Bottle, what are you doing here?" “

The jade bottle raised its head, and the godless pupils began to focus slowly, and when she saw the familiar face, her mouth flattened, and she cried out. Lan Yimo heard the voice and ran out of the back room, seeing Chi Jing standing outside the door safe and sound, his mind was relaxed after a long time, and he cried out with a wow.

Chi Jing helplessly lifted the jade bottle up from the ground, and then took out a sweat handkerchief to wipe away the tears of the two of them one by one, and sighed softly. Dragged one in one hand and walked into the courtyard.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, I'm back safely, why are I crying. Scared, right? “

"It's nothing, a friend invited me to be a guest, I didn't have time to inform you..."

"Yes, yes, there is no next time, I know you are worried. Yimo, don't cry, your eyes won't look good if you cry again, but I took you in because of your eyes..."

is as cold as her, and she will never be able to compete with the warmth of the family.

Soon after the three of them entered, the courtyard was brightly lit, the sound of sobbing was gone, and a few laughs faintly turned around.

The gray shadow hid beside the rockery, and did not rush back to report to the master. He smelled the smell of vegetables coming from the courtyard, looked at the twilight that spread out in the sky, and was silent like a monk.

Nie Yihan appeared from the corner opposite Wuhua Courtyard, looked at the closed wooden door, and seemed to hear the laughter coming from inside. Lowered his gaze and stared at the ground for a long time, then slowly turned around and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun.