Sun Miao has secretly made up his mind, and when this is over, he will definitely go to the base camp of the Heavenly Oracle Division in Anping County, and see if he can exchange his military skills for something.

However, he also discovered the sinister intentions of the Heavenly Oracle Division against the cannon fodder of the Dai Sin Camp.

If you don't use your military merits, then your strength will not be greatly improved, and you will probably die before you can accumulate enough military merits to restore your freedom.

But if you keep exchanging military merit for resources, you may never save enough of what you need, and it is likely that as your strength increases, you will be assigned more dangerous missions.

Thinking of this, Sun Miao shuddered a little, but fortunately, I am not from this Laoshzi Dai Sin Camp.

Looking at Chu Yi on the side, he couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.

But everyone has their own way, and he is not the only god that everyone can save, so he didn't say anything.

After that, Sun Miao explained the suspicions of the matter to Chu Yi in detail.

The two came all the way to Song's house, and saw a requiem flag erected at the door, and there were already people from the Song Mansion in plain clothes waiting in front of the door.

Seeing Sun Miao and the others, he hurriedly trotted over, and when he got closer, he looked at Chu Yi, who was dressed as a criminal pawn, and said, "This lord, you don't know what you are doing when you come to the mansion?" ”

"I'm here with this Dr. Sun, you don't have to mind."

The family nodded yes and opened the door of the mansion: "Doctor Sun, the master mother has been waiting for you for a long time, two of you, please." ”

Follow him into the Song Mansion, where the style is different from the Shen Mansion.

Although they are all high-ranking families, the Song Mansion is a little more luxurious, that is, it is more like a nouveau riche.

In the corner of the courtyard, there is a stone trough of green and white stone plum blossoms with koi carp, and a white marble beast ear Haibo stone basin with a stone peak of Taihu Lake...... And so on.

Famous flowers and plants are everywhere.

It's just that it's expensive, but it's all piled up in the courtyard but it looks a little messy and lacks beauty.

No wonder the Song family has wanted to train a scholar for generations, even if this style is rich, it is difficult to really integrate into the upper circle.

At this time, mourning paper has been hung everywhere in the Song Mansion, different from ordinary people, the Song family has a special ancestral hall, and the mourning hall is located there.

Sun Miao wanted to check the bodies of Song Yan and his wife as soon as possible, but at this time, there were condolences from relatives and friends who reported the funeral, which was very inconvenient.

So he went to meet Mrs. Song with Chu Yi first.

At this time, she was crying beside her bedridden wife.

Sun Miao hurriedly asked: "Song Yuanwai is this ......?"

Mrs. Song choked up and said, "I came back to talk to the master about Yan'er's possible grievances, but when the master was excited, he suddenly couldn't do it......"

As soon as Sun Miao heard this, he immediately entered the working state, took the stethoscope and went out of the Song family.

Song Yuanwai was lying on the bed, his lips were blue, his breathing was shallow and fast, and his breathing was accompanied by phlegm.

The heart sounds are low, the pulse is weak, there are crackles in both lungs, and both legs and feet are swollen.

Old man, this is respiratory failure induced by heart failure.

Good guy, it's good that I came in time, otherwise the father and son are afraid that they will have to leave on their front and back feet.

"Song Yuanwai is in critical condition, I will diagnose and treat him first and then say anything else."

When Mrs. Song heard this, she hurriedly got up and made way for the place.

"Lift him up first, take the futon and put it behind him to make him sit half-sitting."

The maid did as she was told, and then Sun Miao launched a mediation campaign, took out 40 mg of furosemide injection from the medicine box, and immediately injected it into Song Yuanwai.

Furosemide is a loop diuretic, which acts strongly and quickly, excreting water from the body through the urine to achieve the purpose of quickly reducing the burden on the heart.

The maid and Mrs. Song saw this kind of treatment for the first time, and their eyes widened.

However, Sun Miao is not the same as in the past, and his reputation has not been questioned again.

"Go get a night pot for Song Yuanwai, he will probably urinate soon."

The maid went to get the night pot.

Hearing this, Chu Yi hurriedly withdrew from the house.

It didn't take more than a moment for the night pot to be put on the table, and Song Yuanwai's urine came down, more than once.

As soon as the three bubbles of urine came out, the old man miraculously stopped panting, and his complexion was much better than just now.

"Song Yuanwai, Song Yuanwai?"

Under Sun Miao's shouting, he really opened his eyes.

"You're sick, I'm here to treat you, nod if you understand."

Song Yuanwai nodded weakly.

Mrs. Song and the maid covered their mouths, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Just now, Song Yuanwai was obviously going to die, and after being treated for so long, he actually woke up?!

And this Dr. Sun didn't do anything, it seems that he introduced some medicinal needles into the old man's body.

What a god!

Seeing Song Yuanwai open his eyes, Sun Miao nodded with satisfaction, launched the spell again, and took another piece of nitroglycerin.

"Open your mouth and take this pill under your tongue."

The old man complied.

After another half an hour, Song Yuanwai's state was obviously much better, and he looked at Sun Miao and said, "Thank you for saving my life." ”

Mrs. Song was overjoyed, and she also knelt down to thank her, but was hurriedly stopped by Sun Miao: "The old man can't do this, treating the sick and saving people is a matter of the next duty." Song Yuan still needs to recuperate, let's go out and talk. ”

When the two came to the backyard, Mrs. Song thanked her again and again.

After she calmed down, Sun Miao asked, "I wonder if I can lead down to see the house where Song Gongzi had an accident?" ”

Since the body cannot be viewed for the time being, it is better to go to the scene first.

Mrs. Song did not allow it, so she led Sun Miao and Chu Yi to the bedroom of Song Yan and his wife.

It's just that they don't have any concept of protecting the crime scene, this room has already been cleaned up at this time, and they can't see what Song Yan's body looked like when it was found.

Chu Yi walked around the room, and said helplessly to Sun Miao: "This room has been cleaned up so cleanly, now I can't see anything, and I can't start if I want to investigate." ”

However, Sun Miao didn't show much frustration, and paced calmly.

Wen Yan smiled with his hands behind his back: "Even so, some things can't be hidden, and there is always something to gain from careful observation." ”

This is pretending to be bullshit, so that characters like Bao Zheng may really be able to see something, but he Sun Miao doesn't have this ability.

But he had another way.

Today, I have used 4 times to mediate and create, and the consumption is not small.

But he felt that it should not be a big problem to use [Return to Heaven and Return to the Sun] again.

According to what Mrs. Song said, this son of the Song family happened three days ago.

And the return to heaven and back to the day can be just three days back!

I didn't expect that the new spell I had just learned would come in handy so quickly.

Sun Miao stood still, closed his eyes and meditated, and at the same time silently recited in his heart: return to the day that has gone, return to the day of the west!

His vision with his eyes closed immediately turned white, and after a few breaths, darkness returned again.

"You beast is not as good as you, dog and rat insect! In vain, my Song Yan has always regarded you as a sibling, and you actually sat down for such a thing! ”

A loud shout from close range in his ears startled Sun Miao.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man dressed as a scribe, holding a blood-stained knife in his hand, pointing at another person with tears in his eyes and scolding, it seemed that it was Song Yan.

And the person who was scolded seemed to be a scholar, but his clothes looked much worse than Song Yan's, and there was even a patch on his trousers.

On the side, there was a woman lying on her chest, still bleeding from her chest......