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Qin Ling'er put Fan Chen on the wooden bed and wiped the cold sweat on his face, she knew that he was in a cold sweat, and she was holding Fan Chen all the way, just like carrying a person who had just been fished out of the water, wet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Keppel, boil some hot water, the more the better. ”

"Good. ”

Qin Ling'er picked up a rectangular shallow wooden basin, the wooden basin was divided into forty-eight separate areas, separated by thin pieces of wood, used for the charge of medicine, the wooden basin had a belt for each of the two times, she put the strap on her shoulder, put the medicinal wood basin against the side of her waist, and flattened it with one hand.

Qin Ling'er walked next door and said to herself, "The wound is deep and the bones are visible, the dirty blood melts, and the poisonous gas enters the bones, so you need four taels and three and a half dollars for Lingfeng, eight taels and six dollars for Yuxie, and five taels for Du Ji...... Sometimes dizzy, awake and unconscious, like a dream, confused perception, need four taels and five dollars per month, seven and a half of bitterness, and three and a half of blood...... The internal fire is strong and the body is weak, and the purple car needs three taels and five dollars, and the spirit zygote is six taels ......"

After a while, the medicinal wood basin was filled with thirty-one medicinal herbs.

Qin Ling'er brought the medicinal materials back, ground them into powder, put them into bamboo jars twenty or thirty centimeters high, poured different potions according to the different properties of the medicinal materials, and fully dissolved them, which had exerted the greatest medicinal effect, and covered the wooden stoppers in time, and there were more than a dozen small sieve holes distributed on the stoppers.

Qin Ling'er dragged out a large wooden bucket from the corner and poured the boiled hot water into the wooden bucket, and the room was suddenly filled with white water vapor, wetting the eyes of the people in the house.

Qin Ling'er looked at Fan Chen in front of the bed and stood motionless.

"What are you doing?"

Ji Po saw that Qin Ling'er had been running around, busy and happy, but now he suddenly stood still.

"I ......"

"What are you? Don't you see that the master is very uncomfortable now? Aren't you a descendant of a miracle doctor? Treat me quickly, if the master dies of pain, the lady will not let go of your ......."

"But I'm a girl after all!!"

It turned out that Qin Ling'er was worried about this.

"You asked me to boil hot water, wouldn't it be to take a mandarin duck bath with my master while he was sick and injured, and he was confused?!"

Ji Bao stared at Qin Ling'er with disdain.

"How is it possible! I'm asking the young master to take a medicinal bath!"

"Oh...... It turned out that it was my master who took a bath, so what does it matter to you? What are you shy!" Ji Po suddenly realized, climbed into bed to untie Fan Chen's wide clothes, and muttered again, "Little girl, the fetal hair has not faded out, it has not fully developed, even if I show it to my master, he is not rare! My Ji Po is not rare......

"You...... Say...... Miscellaneous...... "Qin Ling'er grabbed Ji Po in the direction where Fan Chen's clothes were untied, and with all her strength to eat, she swept Ji Po out of the door.

"Ah~~~"

Keppel was in pain and fell outside the door.

Qin Ling'er fetched a basin of clean water, took a cotton cloth, and wiped the dust and stains on Fan Chen's body. The dust is getting cleaner and cleaner, but the water in the basin is getting dirtier and dirtier.

Qin Ling'er put the dust into the wooden barrel again, and a handsome young man covered in injuries loomed in the white water vapor, which had a unique charm.

I don't know if it was because of the fog or because of shyness, Qin Ling'er only felt that her face was hot.

The mouth of the barrel resembles an oval shape, one side is used for the person who takes the medicinal bath, and on the other side is three rows of protruding structures, the bottom is a small tray, and there are rings in the middle, corresponding to the forty centimeters above it is a circle of smooth wooden planks, in an inclined shape.

Qin Ling'er inserted thirty-one bamboo jars with medicinal herbs in advance into the ring of the wooden barrel, poured combustibles under the corresponding ones, put in a wick, and lit them.

When the bottom of the bamboo jar is heated, the potion mixed with medicinal herbs inside evaporates through the sieve hole in the wooden stopper, condenses on the wooden board on the top, and finally drives the water into the wooden barrel along the inclined smooth wooden plank.

Qin Ling'er took a wooden medicine box, opened the lid, and put it on his left, and took another medicine wood box, which was also forty-eight separate areas, and there was a bottle in each compartment, most of which were white powder, but each sample was different, and there were two rows of empty bottles, and there was nothing in them.

"Young master, Ling'er is rude. Qin Ling'er paused, unbuttoned Fan Chen's clothes, and saw a striking red mole on her white chest, which was aimed at the heart.

Qin Ling'er pressed her index finger lightly on the red mole, but Fan Chen pinched her eyebrows in pain.

Qin Ling'er was able to determine the location of Fan Chen's pain, but she felt very confused, how could a mere red mole cause such a big pain? Qin Ling'er picked up Fan Chen's arm, placed it on the edge of the wooden barrel, and pressed her fingers on his pulse, her breath was not smooth, and there were occasional stagnation, blood congestion and accumulation, and the poisonous gas in her body was disordered. Corpse poison can be fatal, but it is not the key at the moment, the medicinal bath soaked in the dust is having the effect of removing moisture and corpse poison.

Qin Ling'er lit a candle and sprinkled white powder on the candle. Then he took out a folded rhinoceros skin from the medicine box and spread it on his legs, four rows of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

Qin Ling'er took a slender silver needle, roasted it on the fire, and then took the silver needle and pierced it into the red mole.

Fan Chen's body twitched unconsciously in pain.

"I'm sorry, young master. ”

Qin Ling'er apologized in a low voice, but her hand did not stop.

As the silver needle deepened, a little light-colored blood overflowed from the red mole. Qin Ling'er pulled out the silver needle, put it into an empty bottle, took out a bottle the size of a little finger from the medicinal wood box, peeled the blood from the red mole into the small bottle, closed the bottle cap, and put it back into the compartment of the medicinal wood box.

"Young master, don't blame, Ling'er is not talented, and I don't know the root cause of the disease yet. ”

Qin Ling'er said a little apologetically, added a bucket of hot water for Fan Chen, and tripped as soon as she stepped out of the door, falling face down.

"Geebo, why are you blocking the door?"

Qin Ling'er fell down, and she was not afraid of pain, but it was a pity that the medicine she was holding was sprinkled on the ground, and she looked at the powder on the ground distressedly, with a look of grievance.

"I'm sorry, I'm so tired that I fell asleep sitting in the doorway. ”

Seeing Qin Ling'er crying, Ji Po hurriedly apologized, Ji Po ran back and forth, mentally stimulated a lot, and was indeed a little sleepy, and muttered, "It's not a big deal, it's really not good, I'll help you pick it again, this yard is full of medicinal herbs, and there is no shortage." ”

"These herbs are precious! It's not that you can pick them, they will grow when they grow......

Qin Ling'er left angrily and walked into another wooden house.

"Whew~~"

Keppel lay on the ground and took a big breath, and the powder sucked into Keppel's nostrils.

Ji Po walked to the door of another wooden house and said to Qin Ling'er inside, "It's so important, it can't be wasted, I sucked it all, or you study me, count what I owe you, pay you back, you say, do you want flesh or blood?"

"You're all sucking?!Are you crazy?"

"Yes......" Ji Po said before he could speak, a transparent nosebleed came out of his nostrils, like a trickle of water, he raised his head and said, "Nosebleed...... Do you want it~~~~" After speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground.

"Keppel, you're not going to die like that, are you?"

Qin Ling'er groped, and finally touched a soft Ji Bao at the door, he rolled his eyes, his nose was still bleeding, but no one saw it, if he died like this, no one could see it.

Qin Ling'er ran to the small courtyard outside, took a few sun-dried herbs, twisted them casually, and returned to the door, as soon as she touched Ji Po's nostrils, she stuffed them in, like a blind man touching a fish.

"Nosebleeds, nosebleeds! yes! Can't be wasted!"

Qin Ling'er hurriedly ran back to the wooden house, took an empty bottle, she pulled out the herbs, and put the mouth of the bottle against Ji Po's nose, she couldn't see, she wasn't sure if the transparent blood had flowed into the bottle, she touched it, determined the back of Ji Po's head, and then patted it hard.

If Keppel is conscious at this moment, he will definitely want to die.

Qin Ling'er stuffed Ji Po with hemostatic herbs again, then got up and covered the bottle cap, shook it in her ear, heard the sound of liquid shaking, smiled evilly, exactly the same as when she was a child, and sure enough, her nature was difficult to change, only to hear her satisfied, "Ji Po, even if you die, it's okay, future generations will remember you, and when I develop a new medicine, I will name it 'Ji Po', and you will go down in history and leave your name for eternity!"

"Wait a minute, young master!"

Qin Ling'er remembered that it was almost time for Fan Chen to add hot water and change the dressing, so she put the bottle containing the rare transparent human blood properly, picked up a medicinal wood basin again, and stepped over the sad Ji Po with one foot, a stinky girl who crossed the river and demolished the bridge!

Inside, it was wet and hazy.

Fan Chen was still soaked in the medicinal bath, his face and silver hair were covered with water droplets, his face had gradually recovered, his lips were not stained, and the purple-red fingerprints on his arms had dissipated.

After the pain, Fan Chen regained consciousness and woke up, and saw a young girl lying on the edge of the barrel sleeping, her head buried, one hand still hanging in the water, this move was supposed to test the temperature, but at this moment it has no practical significance.

Fan Chen didn't ask who the girl was, and he didn't wonder why he was soaked in the water, he got up indifferently, and the water "banged".

Qin Ling'er woke up from her sleep and saw the dust that had come out of the barrel.

"Young Master, how do you feel, are you still feeling unwell?"

Qin Ling'er rubbed her eyes and asked.

Fan Chen saw the girl's raised face at this time, sleepy, and there was a hint of joy on her face, this little face was a little familiar, but she didn't recognize it.

"Young Master is...... I don't know ...... Ling'er?"

Qin Ling'er saw that Fan Chen didn't seem to know her, her eyes widened a little sadly, and she didn't feel any sleepy.

Fan Chen remembered the name Qin Ling'er, and also remembered the naughty genius little pharmacist, who often followed Fan Chen when she was a child, like a tail, maybe what she really cared about was Ji Po behind Fan Chen, and that transparent person was very attractive to her.

When she was a child, Qin Ling'er was always coquettish and cute in front of Fan Chen, begging him to give him a transparent person. Fan Chen said, "Whatever you want." So she chased after Fan Chen countless times with a silver needle or a knife, but it was for Ji Po, and she had the motivation to dissect and study Ji Po every minute.

Today's Qin Ling'er has fallen into a slim girl, a little more shy and shy that a girl should have, but she still looks like a child. After Fan Chen recognized Qin Ling'er, he showed a long-lost smile, although the smile was understated, but it was mixed with a rare sense of intimacy.

Qin Ling'er smiled innocently at Fan Chen, what an innocent little girl.