Luo Yirui is helping people to see a doctor and make talismans, this is the first time, to be honest, he is excited and nervous, worried that the talisman he made is not good, and he is also worried that he has wasted too many auxiliary medicinal materials, all kinds of worries, and his thoughts are a little chaotic.

He knew that it would not be possible to go on like this, so he hurriedly collected his thoughts, and then carefully recalled the scene when his mother made the Xuanfu for the treatment of tuberculosis, which had been treated by his mother before, and he heard that viral pneumonia had spread in the village where his grandmother lived before, which was even more difficult to treat than the tuberculosis at present.

Therefore, Luo Yirui is equivalent to standing on the shoulders of giants, with Bei Sitian's ready-made experience and methods, and what he has to do is to make his own talisman according to this talisman process.

The Spirit Talisman was already quite proficient for Luo Yirui, what he lacked was experience, experience in all aspects, and the speed and quantity of the medicinal materials he integrated.

Now he can only fuse more than twenty kinds of medicinal herbs, which is the lowest speed in Qingyu.

Bei Sitian said that some things are limited by age, so they can't be in a hurry.

Luo Yirui carefully recalled the process of making her mother's talismans, even if she ensured that there were no mistakes, she pondered her mother's talismans and auxiliary medicinal materials for the treatment of tuberculosis, and succeeded as soon as possible.

After all these were done, Luo Yirui began to make talismans, when his little face became serious, people inexplicably had a sense of piety, his cyan light was like a piece of fine jade, shining with brilliance, the color was not very dark, but it was not transparent.

Luo Yirui's preparation homework was sufficient, so he succeeded in making a talisman at one time, for the talisman he made, he knew that the effect should be good, and if he took it twice in a row, he should be able to cure the disease.

In addition, he made some Xuan Talismans to replenish qi and blood, which were given to the old man's wife.

After doing this, he did not go to the old man and the woman, but took advantage of their absence, and came to the north room.

Zhao Runtian leaned on the quilt, his face was a little red, and he looked at the courtyard outside with a confused face, he used to go wherever he wanted, and he could do whatever he wanted, but now he can only stay here, he wheezes and coughs badly when he moves, and sometimes when he coughs, there will be blood.

This state made Zhao Runtian feel that he was simply a waste person, and he couldn't get better. In fact, he knows very well that he is afraid that he will really not be able to get better, unless he goes to a big hospital, but it is very common for the consumption of large hospitals to be tens of thousands of dollars, and his family is now a problem with eating, where can he take out so much money to see a doctor.

Zhao Runtian sometimes thinks that if he just drinks some pesticides, he will suffer from his own crimes, and he will also save the burden of his family.

But sometimes when I think of it, the people who drink it with the medicine bottle are the old ladies who can't think of it, and I feel that this way of dying is a bit pathetic and cowardly, or I will die headlong, but I can't die at home, and dying at home will make the family unhappy for several years......

Zhao Runtian smiled, he still had to think so much about dying, he was really tired.

While he was thinking wildly, he saw a child open the candy wrapper curtain and walk in, and he knew that his good father had rescued a little baby, and it should be him.

"Get out of here." Zhao Runtian frowned.

Of course, Luo Yirui wouldn't listen to him, and said, "Uncle, you have tuberculosis." ”

Zhao Runtian was a little stunned, this kid asked too seriously, as if he knew what tuberculosis was.

"It's tuberculosis, it's contagious, don't you get out quickly." Zhao Runtian thought it was his father who told him.

Luo Yirui glanced at the jar on the table and asked, "Uncle, is this used to hold water?" ”

“…… Right. As soon as Zhao Runtian finished speaking, he saw Luo Yirui pick up the jar and walk out, and saw through the curtain that he poured the water in the jar, and then scooped up the water from the tank again, and then took out a small bag and opened it, and poured something into it.

Soon, he saw the kid come in with a jar, and the water in the jar was very shallow, only the size of two mouthfuls.

"What did you put in there?" Zhao Runtian asked curiously.

Luo Yirui smiled: "The medicine I made can cure my uncle's illness." ”

Zhao Runtian was silent when he heard this, and wanted to laugh, but he was a little sad, his illness was ...... It's incurable.

"Uncle, thank you." Zhao Runtian didn't hit the child, "Why did you think of treating your uncle?" ”

Asking this is just a casual question, this kid is playing with him.

Luo Yirui saw that Zhao Runtian obviously didn't believe him, and he was not in a hurry, and said: "The old man saved me, and I want to repay the old man." ”

Zhao Runtian didn't expect this answer at all, he thought it would be something like me being a doctor and you being a patient, because of an accident, he didn't know what to say for a while.

In the past, he might have been impatient to talk to such a child, because he was busy with his livelihood, and when he could only sit here, there was only such a child to pass the time with him, and he wished that the child would talk to him more.

"Uncle, do you want to try it?" Luo Yirui handed the water tank forward and added, "Anyway, there is no loss." ”

Zhao Runtian was happy, this kid spoke quite interestingly, "Okay, uncle happens to be thirsty." As he spoke, he picked up the water tank and drank it all, all you drank was water in your stomach, and I didn't know what the little baby put in it, but at least it wasn't soil.

He had seen the children in the village play with each other, putting soil in the water tank as medicine, and the adults didn't care, anyway, they didn't have much, and they drank it.

Luo Yirui saw him drink this talisman water, and the corner of his mouth brought a smile, "Uncle, take a good rest, I will come again tomorrow morning." With that, he turned and left the north room.

Zhao Runtian watched the child leave, and there was a rare smile on his face, but soon the smile froze on his face, and he felt a cool feeling spread in his chest, and the original chest tightness and panic were relieved a lot, and a long-lost sense of relief suddenly came up!

If this feeling is very slight, Zhao Runtian may think that it is a psychological effect, but this feeling came so suddenly and strongly, it made him realize its existence very clearly, and it was impossible to ignore it!

He didn't know why this was happening, could it be that the medicine that the little baby gave him just now was working?

But how is this possible, the little baby is only five or six years old, and the children in the village are still bare-bottomed and snot at this age, following the adults to herd sheep!

Compared with the credit of the little baby, Zhao Runtian felt that it was more likely to return to the light, so his mood suddenly became heavy, the moment he should come sooner or later!

But soon he saw it, so it was okay, so as not to continue to drag down the family, and he was relieved.