At this time, only Caiyun, Jiang Yue, Su Yingxue and Doctor Hua were left in the house.

But Su Yingxue and the three of them were still wearing men's clothes at this time. Caiyun looked at Su Yingxue with some embarrassment. Although I don't know how Mr. Zuo Da explained that they could stay in the house as men, what can I say at the moment

"Alright." Doctor Hua crossed his beard and said, "Just you three little female dolls, I can see as soon as I come in, what are you doing in secret." ”

And so it was.

"Thank you, Dr. Hua." Su Yingxue thanked.

"Since you say thank you, you should have some thanks." Doctor Hua approached Su Yingxue, and his cloudy eyes were bright at this time.

This look?

"Of course, there are thank-you gifts. I just don't know what Dr. Hua wants? ”

"Haha, just have a thank you gift." Dr. Hua clapped his hands and smiled, "I'm not the kind of greedy person, but it's better to make it clear in advance." Although Mrs. Zun's poison can be cured, there is no guarantee that it will be cured. As long as I can keep Lord Lingtang for a while, you can give me a fake death potion. ”

I thought I wanted something terrible, but it turned out to be a fake death drug.

Su Yingxue's hand squeezed on the purse. It's really a coincidence, Mr. Zuo Da gave this thing to himself. What's so good about this thing?

"Okay." Su Yingxue replied.

While talking here, the curtain had been pulled up over there, and Caiyun Jiangyue took off all of Mrs. Su's clothes and covered the places where there were no needle eyes. Mrs. Su's body is now stiff, so it took them a lot of effort.

Hearing that it was all right, Dr. Hua walked in.

Su Yingxue's footsteps stopped in front of the curtain. The glimmer of hope that rose in her heart was so nervous that she clenched her hands, but did not take another step.

Time is as hard as an old ox pulling a heavy wagon

Su Yingxue's forehead was already covered with a fine layer of sweat.

In September, however, the mountains are cool and pleasant. The people waiting outside sat on the felt mats laid outside the courtyard in twos and threes, drinking tea and chatting, looking at the scenery outside, and waiting for the results inside.

"It turned out to be that old Hua poison." Someone exclaimed after hearing this, and looked at Mr. Zuo again, "I didn't expect him to be here with us." Mr. Zuo, you actually know him. ”

"Acquaintance by chance." Mr. Zuo replied that he did not talk about how he got acquainted and how he was invited.

The people who can know Hua Lao's poison have basically been teased by him, and it is not good to think that eighty percent is still a little embarrassed, and it is normal not to mention it, but no one has studied it deeply.

Who's going to hold on to these things.

"But do medicated baths really work?" Someone asked.

Before everyone came, they only knew that it was a cure, but they didn't know what was going on, but when they heard what Mr. Zuo said, everyone didn't care. Fake death, after all, it's fake, what can it do? Who would have thought that everyone had launched two of the most highly respected and skilled doctors, who really couldn't take the pulse, and they really made it impossible for doctors to find out. Fake is so real, real or fake?

As for talking about poison. Although these people also know some poison, they are all well known. They don't specialize in poison, so how can they know what poison is without any evidence, not to mention that most of the poisons are harmful to people's internal organs, and the difference on the outside is not very big. If in the past, he could still diagnose the pulse to assist in judgment, and today this old Chinese poison can really know what kind of poison it is? Can it really save people?

Whether it is anxious or chattering and waiting, time is always the fairest, and it passes little by little without hurry.

Doctor Hua walked out with a towel to wipe his forehead, and Su Yingxue turned sideways to avoid the side and then followed.

"It's not very good." Doctor Hua's expression was a little solemn, and he didn't have the slightest hint of casual play before entering.

The glimmer of hope that had been easily raised fell into the abyss again. The flickering light in Su Yingxue's eyes disappeared suddenly, and she lowered her hand.

Yes, it's me who is too urgent. How can you hope before the doctor has even examined it? That hope was not there in the first place.

"The person who poisoned the poison obviously knew that it would be difficult to cure the poison if it got into the internal organs. Although there were poisonous needles piercing everywhere on Ling Tang's body, the viscera were the most. There is already a significant accumulation of blood stasis in both parts of the spleen and stomach, and this situation is already very bad. If the only thing that can be comforting, it is that there is still some distance from the Heart Sutra. Poison has not yet invaded the Heart Sutra. ”

What do you mean? Saved or unsaved? What does that mean exactly?

Su Yingxue was confused and stepped forward.

"Her life is hopeless, but if I do my best to save her, I can keep her name for an hour at most. But whether to cure or not depends on your decision. ”

Saved, you can have an hour to talk, explain your unfulfilled wishes, and give your last words and so on. If you don't save it, it is because it takes a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, and you still have to face death in the end.

"No," said Dr. Hua, "this poison is the most painful kind of poison, and those who are poisoned by it are like thousands of snakes, rats, insects and ants biting their hearts, and ordinary people can't bear it at all, so many people die instantly, because the pain is unbearable." ”

Then why do you still say that you can keep your name for an hour?

"Even if I use a medicinal bath to penetrate the antidote from the skin, it can only partially detoxify. But the suffering should naturally be reduced, and human life will naturally not die so easily. But that pain"

Dr. Hua did not continue, but the meaning was clear.

Man, he can be saved. But waking up is at most an hour's life, and this hour will be full of painful torment. If there is nothing major, it is better to let people die quietly without pain. Unless something really matters.

Of course, this is only Dr. Hua's own suggestions and ideas. Ordinary people are rarely able to accept the sudden death of a loved one, if they can say a few words before they die, the heart of the living person will be a little better.

But now, if this situation is really cured, the hearts of the living will not be so painful, but the dead will be full of pain and suffering.

It is difficult for Su Yingxue to describe her mood at this time. The person in front of him really gave hope, but it was desperate hope. At this moment, it is better to hear the news of the death of the mother directly. At least I won't be tormented about whether to accept my mother's quiet death or a painful death.

"You have to make a decision quickly, if it's too late, you won't have the skills to go back." Dr. Hua said.

After speaking, he ignored Su Yingxue, walked to a table in the corner of the wall that he had temporarily moved in, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on it were complete, and he picked up the pen and began to write.

Regardless of whether the other party is cured or not, he has to prepare for the most undesirable choice, buy time, and write down the herbs and things he needs clearly This time is the time for Su Yingxue to think.