Chapter 32: Tang Bohu's Herbs

"What! You're not an alchemist! Count Jonad's old face was suddenly covered with a layer of bitter cold, and his knuckles were clenched.

"This kid is really bold, except for the alchemist, no one dares to break spells like this!"

"Hehe, it's good to have this unreasonable young man!"

"Old Lord Jonad's temper is really good! He should have been cleaned up a long time ago. "A couple of doctors are whispering.

The old man Babol coughed twice, wiped the sweat from his forehead with trembling hands, and said in a playful tone: "If you are not an alchemist, you dare to pretend to use the elixir to crack the magic here?" There is absolutely no precedent for success. ”

As if he didn't see the expressions of the knights and the doctors at all, Dai Lan shrugged his shoulders, a crooked smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "There are only three alchemists in history, how can I see them?" ”

After a slight pause, which whetted people's appetites, he added: "But please don't underestimate our oriental medical skills. Just name a Zhang Zhongjing, I don't know how much better you are than your alchemists, let alone saints like Bian Que and Hua Tuo. ”

Several of the doctors' faces were red and white, and they stood there unable to answer.

Dai Lan's three slender fingers flipped lightly, and the small red pill kept beating at his fingertips, like a little elf dancing.

"I have read a lot of Chinese medicine books, and I am fortunate to meet a great master in the world. He gave me this elixir that brought the dead back to life. Dai Lan's gaze stopped on the pill, as if he was talking to himself, completely ignoring others, "If you don't want it, I'll take it myself." Just pity Miss Emily. ”

After that, he actually wanted to put the red herb in his mouth.

"Please don't do that!" Count Jonad waved his hand, sweating like rain, "Dear Blue Knight, I was too reckless just now. Please don't mind. My daughter has become like this, please be merciful and save her. ”

He turned to a group of doctors and roared, "If my Emily can't be saved, you dogs, you can be killed!" So, pray to the Blue Knight! ”

Old Count Jonad, almost burst into tears. He had never felt so helpless, and he had never thought that he could be toyed with by a young man.

"Hey, hey!" With two happy laughs in his heart, Dai Lan suddenly felt a lot of anger.

first let this eldest lady shoot an arrow inexplicably, and then was imprisoned, and then met these pedantic doctors with serious discriminatory eyes, Dai Lan held a lot of breath in his stomach.

Now that they're pretty much packed, it's time to check out Emily.

The eldest lady has a natural cold temperament, and she looks like ice muscles and jade bones.

Wearing a muslin cotton shirt, the soft and white forearms are exposed. Although he has a corseted chest, he can't hide his proud posture. The long golden curly hair is naturally scattered on the pale and sickly face, adding a bit of poignant tenderness.

"What a beautiful girl!" Although I have seen many Chinese and foreign beauties in later generations, if you think about it, there is no one who can compare to Emily in front of her, but her girlfriend Joyna, who has the same effect as her.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flickered into Dai Lan's eyes.

Only then did he notice that there was a small ring next to Emily's pillow, reflecting the light of the wall lamp on the wall. Slightly fixed, there was a strange pattern on it.

A large, glittering ball was carved into it, and several small dim orbs were scattered around it. Dai Lan unexpectedly gave birth to a familiar feeling.

He must have seen this pattern somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Realizing that she was a little distracted, Dai Lan quickly cleaned up her mood and put her fingers on the wrist of Emily Qianqian's jade arm.

Because of the zombie technique, her skin is like a piece of cold jade, but it is still delicate and can be broken by blowing. Once touched, the silky bits and pieces came.

A little closer, in addition to the rotting smell of zombies, there are more bursts of rose incense, which come from the girl's body, and refuse to dissipate for a long time.

The other doctors who were a few steps away also smelled the fragrance of the flowers, and their hearts were fluttering. I can't help but admire: Miss Emily is really the best in the world, looking at the whole of Scotland, no girl can compare to it.

The youngest doctor muttered to himself, "If you can have dinner with Miss Emily, it will be worth dying." ”

Dai Lan didn't lie just now, in later life, he had come into contact with a lot of medical classics.

Because he grew up in an orphanage, the most books in the library are medical donations. Little Dai Lan often followed the barefoot doctors in the orphanage and practiced medicine in other local charities, so she learned a lot of medical knowledge.

If he hadn't studied physics, he might have been able to become a doctor who cures and saves people.

At this moment, Miss Emily's pulse was beating extremely weakly, and her breathing rate was gradually slowing.

Dai Lan gently massaged her neck, trying to relax her muscles so that she wouldn't get stuck in her throat when she swallowed the pill.

No matter how she fiddled, the eldest lady still didn't have any senses, her eyes were closed, and she was just breathing mechanically.

Gerald, the old butler of the Robertson family, is about to break his heart. Emily has watched her grow up since she was a child, and the relationship between the master and servant is quite deep.

Compared with her majestic father, Earl Jonad, little Emily preferred to play with the honest and honest Gerald, and the happiest thing was to ride on the old man's broad shoulders, and his little hands kept pulling his mustache as hard as a wire.

After the preparations were done, the elixir was put into the mouth with warm water, and everyone was waiting for a miracle to appear.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed, and Emily didn't react at all.

Dai Lan frowned slightly, and secretly thought to himself: Tang Bohu shouldn't lie to me, Murray also checked the drug with the resonance frequency method, there will definitely be no problem, why......

Count Jonad's heart also sank little by little, and he kept pacing in the room, and before he knew it, he used his true qi to crush a few square bricks!

Just when everyone was losing confidence, Miss Emily let out a sigh of relief.

A long, faint, inaudible sigh wafted out from the depths of his throat.

The sound was even more beautiful than the sound of heaven, as if it had traveled through ten thousand years of time and space, through the entire universe, and reached the world.

A hint of blush crept up on the pale face, the long eyelashes fluttered rhythmically, and the lips. The flaps opened, as if trying to say something.

With all her might, Emily struggled to open her eyes, the bright candle flame in the room stinging hers.

In a few seconds, the lens slowly focused, and a dirty, angular face came into view.

Under the messy black hair, a pair of eyes as black as the night sky stared at him fiercely. There was a slouched, nonchalant smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he is still a little childish, his warm smile can just drive away the cold in his body, as if bathed in the early summer sun.

Aside from her father and Gerald's old butler, Emily had never been so close to a man. Thinking of this, the roots of her ears turned red and she turned her head.

Dai Lan smiled, nodded very gentlemanly, stood up, and his heart was shocked, remembering the sentence: the most is the gentleness of the bowing head......

Count Jonad burst into tears, and quickly ran to the bed and knelt down on one knee, clutching his daughter's little hand so vigorously that he could not speak.

Emily had tears on her face, her lips moved slightly, and she called softly, "Father." ”