Zhang Ruyu's movements were fast, and when she brought Dr. Zhong back from the town, it only took half an hour.

When Dr. Zhong was pulled into her yard by her, his life was almost half gone, and he couldn't breathe anymore, panting.

"Zhong Lao has arrived, hurry, hurry, hurry, the patient is waiting."

Huang was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he came over to help Zhong Lao's right arm and wanted to pull it into the house.

Zhong Lao half-bowed, supported his knee with one hand, and gasped for breath.

The pant was cruffled like bellows.

"Wait...... Wait...... Wait a minute, let me rest...... Take a break. “

Huang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, stretched his neck to look in the direction of the couple's bedroom, and then looked back at Zhong Lao in front of him, not knowing what to do for a while.

Zhang Ruyu leaned against the wall of the house and stood under the eaves of the porch to see Huang's anxious appearance clearly.

If you don't say it, outsiders will definitely think that the young man lying in the house is the son of the Huang family.

This also triggered Zhang Ruyu's speculation about her relationship with Jiang Jinghao.

"Elder Zhong, why don't I help you into the house and sit and rest first, come, follow me slowly." Under Zhang Ruyu's puzzled gaze, Huang helped Zhong Lao and slowly entered the room on the right.

She schemingly directly helped the person to the front of the pit, and motioned to Zhang Bangyou on the side to bring a stool over, and let Zhong Lao sit in front of Jiang Jinghao.

"Zhong Lao, come, you take a break while taking your pulse, and you don't delay."

Huang directly pulled Jiang Jinghao's left hand and put it on the edge of the pit, and then pulled Zhong Lao's right hand and put it on his wrist.

Zhong Lao looked at the Huang family in a daze, and then looked at Jiang Jinghao who was lying down.

"Your family......"

Zhong Lao's words were not finished, but the meaning he wanted to express was very clear to everyone present.

Huang smiled wryly: "Zhong Lao, saving people's lives, is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter." Look at him, it seems that he has been poisoned, and if he is not treated, I am afraid that he will ......"

Huang was a little choked up as she spoke, and Zhang Ruyu, who had just stepped through the door, thought she was hallucinating.

Walking a few steps to the pit, Zhang Ruyu looked at Huang completely, and sure enough, she looked like she was about to cry.

It was clear that she was really in a hurry.

Zhong Lao didn't speak again, and his right hand had already touched Jiang Jinghao's pulse.

His brows furrowed as he felt the change in his pulse.

Jiang Jinghao's pulse fluctuated at this time, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, and then looking at his gray face, Zhong Lao turned around and beckoned to Zhang Ruyu who was holding the medicine box, and his eyes finally fell on the medicine box.

Zhang Ruyu comprehended, walked to Zhong Lao's side, and put the medicine box on the edge of the pit and opened it.

Zhong Lao took out a small bag from inside, opened it and saw that it was full of slender and long silver needles.

"Take a bowl, and bring a candle and a fire fold." As Zhong Lao spoke, he didn't stop moving his hands, and took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box.

Huang reacted quickly, and within a minute of Zhong Lao's words, the bowl, candles, and fire folds had already been delivered to him.

Zhong Lao took the fire fold, took off the wooden cover on his head, blew it gently, and lit the candle in Huang's hand.

With the candle, Zhong Lao took a silver needle, pulled up Jiang Jinghao's left index finger, and poked it lightly, seeing that a stream of black blood appeared on his finger.

As soon as Zhong Lao's voice came out, Zhang Ruyu took the bowl in Huang's hand with a very good eye and put it under Jiang Jinghao's fingers.

Zhong Lao pinched his fingers and pointed to the medicine bottle on the side, Zhang Bangyou also took it with a very good eye, pulled out the cork, and handed it to Zhong Lao.

Zhong Lao directly stretched out his left index finger and pulled out a small lump and wiped it directly on Jiang Jinghao's finger.

Soon everyone could see Jiang Jinghao's index finger with the naked eye, as if something had crawled out.

dense, many and small, it can be seen that Zhang Ruyu's scalp is numb. The hand holding the bowl shook unnaturally, and I wanted to throw down the bowl and run away.

"Don't shake, if the bowl breaks, this thing runs away, it's going to be trouble."

Zhong Lao roared, Zhang Ruyu's hands that were already shaking trembled even more, the bowl also fell, and the whole room held their breath to meet the next terrifying scene.

Suddenly, Jiang Jinghao on the pit opened his eyes, and half-lying up, stretched out his right hand, and took the falling bowl.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing this scene, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

Huang even shouted excitedly, "Jing Hao, are you okay?" ”

Jiang Jinghao's face turned pale, he shook his head gently, and he couldn't even speak.

Huang's heart ached, and the more he looked at Jiang Jinghao's uncomfortable appearance, the more fierce he became towards Zhang Ruyu.

"Ruyu, what's the matter with you, you can't hold a bowl, are you eating so much for nothing? All day long, I only know how to twitter and be self-righteous. I really did the right thing, but I couldn't do anything, hurry up and take the bowl, why don't you have any eyes. “

Zhang Ruyu looked at Huang in disbelief, and then at Jiang Jinghao, feeling more and more that the relationship between the two was complicated.

"Hurry up and take the bowl, look at it stupidly." Huang roared loudly again.

"Oh" Zhang Ruyu reluctantly took the bowl in Jiang Jinghao's hand.

As soon as he took the bowl, the feeling of scalp tingling came again, and Zhang Ruyu could only turn his head to the side, trying not to look at it.

After about a quarter of an hour, Dr. Zhong's voice rang out again.

"The candle is ready, I let it be lit, and I just throw the candle into the bowl."

Zhang Ruyu's heart slapped a few times again, and her hands trembled again.

This time, without waiting for her to let go, a large hand was placed on her hand.

Zhang Ruyu looked back at Zhang Bangyou, who had a serious face, and was stunned on the spot again.

"Throw the candles." Zhong Lao's voice, like a gate valve, tightened the hearts of everyone in the room.

When Huang threw the candle into the bowl, a crackling sound sounded, and Zhong Lao said again, "Put the bowl on the ground." “

When the father and daughter of the Zhang family heard this, they quickly squatted down and put the bowl on the ground in front of the pit.

Soon a foul smell came out, and everyone in the room subconsciously covered their mouths and noses.

It wasn't until the candle flame went out that everyone reacted, opening the window, opening the door, and soon the air in the room finally became clearer.

"Zhong Lao, is this okay? Detoxified? The first time Zhang Bangyou spoke, he asked everyone's voice.

Huang sat directly on the edge of the pit, half-hugged Jiang Jinghao in his arms, and asked him to lean on her and relax.

"More than half of the solution has been solved, and there are still some residual poisons that have not been cleared, I will prescribe a few more pairs of medicines, and after a few days, it should be about the same."

As Zhong Lao spoke, the person had already walked out of the room, came to the hall, took out a pen and paper from the medicine box, and prescribed the medicine.

Soon the prescription was written, and Zhong Lao directly handed the prescription to Huang.

"Three bowls of water are fried into one bowl, taken after meals, eaten for three days in a row, and basically no problem after three days."

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