Let the eldest uncle put the into the bowl, and the eldest uncle was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he didn't understand what Jiang Lanqing wanted to do? I couldn't react for a long time, and I didn't pick up the bowl.

"I used it to treat Brother Yan'er." Jiang Lanqing didn't avoid anyone, and said directly.

What the? Several people couldn't react, and they were so shocked that they could stuff a duck egg in their mouths, which was too ......

Brother Yan thought that he was going to eat later, and he couldn't help but start vomiting.

Jiang Lanqing glanced at it, the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden, the more scared he was, the better, and then asked the eldest uncle to go quickly.

Yun Xiu remembered what Jiang Lanqing said last night, she couldn't be soft-hearted, I was afraid that this was what she meant, just by listening, she didn't want Brother Yan to be cured.

Yang Shumiao has the character to say something, she can't help but be curious: "Sister Qing, you let this brother eat?" Can still heal? ”

Jiang Lanqing nodded, human feces are called Huanglong Tang in Chinese medicine, or feces clearing, which specializes in treating high fever and body heat symptoms, and can have the effect of reducing fever and discharging liver fire.

"What's wrong with him? Why eat? Poplar sapling glanced sympathetically at the boy who was cleaning up the table and vomiting.

Jiang Lanqing didn't want to say more, and teased her: "Ask so clearly? Do you want to study medicine? ”

Yang Sapling waved his hand: "I'm not interested in it." With that, go and help Brother Yan clean up.

The eldest uncle soon came back with a bowl, and when he saw that the eldest uncle was a sincere person, Jiang Lanqing asked him to bring some back, but he didn't let him pull it, and the weather was cold, and it was still steaming.

Except for Jiang Lanqing, no one dared to look at it.

This is not over, Jiang Lanqing went to Maosi to scoop a bowl of dung and water, with maggots in it, seeing that Brother Yan wanted to run, Jiang Lanqing knew that he couldn't stand it early in the morning, so he grabbed him and asked Yunxiu to find a rope to tie him up.

Then, Jiang Lanqing stirred the feces and the feces pulled by the eldest uncle little by little, and the movements were slow, so that Brother Yan could watch with his eyes open and not let him blink.

The eldest uncle and the poplar sapling couldn't bear to look at it, so they hid to the side and watched.

Yunxiu didn't dare to look at it, but his son had no choice.

Soon, Jiang Lanqing stirred, and walked to Brother Yan'er, she took out a silver needle and tied it to Brother Yan'er, and then brought the bowl to her mouth: "Eat!" After eating, you can talk. ”

Brother Yan shook his head desperately, he hid back, but Jiang Lanqing's hand seemed to have a magnet, he couldn't dodge it, so he didn't want to eat this thing, especially the old man who looked like that, his face was full of acne marks, and he had a pockmarked face, don't, don't, don't eat.

Jiang Lanqing didn't care about Brother Yan'er's resistance, the bowl came to his mouth, his pupils were very round, his eyes were full of fear, he shook his head desperately, and the shape of his mouth was also saying no, no, when he saw that the bowl of soup was about to be poured out, he shouted at the top of his throat: "Don't, I don't want to drink ......"

Hearing this hoarse voice, Jiang Lanqing put down the bowl with a smile and exhaled heavily, she bet right, this method, she has only seen it in the history of the wild, and has not practiced it, this is a psychological warfare.

Yang Shumiao and Uncle Chang both looked at Brother Yan in surprise and gathered around.

Yun Xiu was shocked and cried.

Jiang Lan was in a clear mood and helped Brother Yan untie the rope.

Brother Yan was also shocked when he heard his voice, and when he saw Jiang Lanqing put down the bowl and untie the rope for him, he understood Jiang Lanqing's intentions.

The mother and son hugged their heads and cried, as if they were going to cry out all the tears of all these years, and after a long time, the mother and son separated.

Yang Shumiao couldn't help but shed tears, the eldest uncle also had children, but the children looked down on him, and he had never enjoyed the scene of his children around his knees.