Chapter 15 The gossip of the Lu family

Qiu Yan wasn't like this before!

When I first met, he casually threw a secret weapon and killed a manic horse, and when he was done, he turned around and left, how free and easy his handsome back was.

Now not only will she scare her, but she will also pretend to be innocent!

Wen Tiantian couldn't cry or laugh, the little emotions that had just fallen into the memories disappeared suddenly, and her mood was much better.

"You're not! You're my family's work! ”

Without waiting for a response, she walked two steps briskly to the front, led him with her backhand, and walked briskly down the mountain.

Qiu Yan quietly hooked the corners of her mouth, didn't say more, and let her hold her hand.

The two went down the hill again, but they didn't make it to the market, but the streets were still full of people. As soon as she walked out of the corner, Wen Tiantian looked around, and at a glance, she saw a group of people standing on the side of the notice board not far away.

"What's so hilarious?"

Wen Tiantian trotted over, Qiu Yan helped her squeeze through the crowd, and the two of them stood in the front row looking at the latest notice.

"What does this mean? Recruiting talent? ”

The notice is very large, and only five lines are written on it, which probably means that someone in the family is sick, and a doctor is recruited with a high salary, and as long as the disease can be cured, there will be a heavy reward, and the payment is Lu Fu.

She knows about Lu Fu, and after shopping a few times, she can occasionally hear some discussions. In her impression, Lu Fu should be regarded as the richest man in this town, the family is rich and powerful, and even the people in the house go out sideways. Such a wealthy family still needs to post a notice to find a doctor? Isn't there a dedicated family doctor?

"Still looking for a doctor? This Mrs. Lu is obviously evil, and it is almost the same as posting a notice to find a goddess. ”

An old man next to him looked at the notice and pouted repeatedly, as if he knew some truth.

"Yo, you've heard that, too?" Another man leaned over and gossiped, "I heard that Mrs. Nalu was scared crazy, she really deserves it, she is arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and she will be punished this time." ”

"Scared crazy? Tell me what's going on? ”

"A while ago, Mrs. Lu's carriage was rampaging on the street, and the horse seemed to be crazy, and almost hit a little girl, but was saved by a person with strong martial arts."

The man said energetically, Wen Tiantian pricked up her ears next to her and listened, the more she listened, the more she felt that something was not right, how did she feel a little familiar with this?

The man threw something and stabbed the galloping horse to death. You don't know the scene at that time, people are on their backs, and blood is spurting everywhere! The one who drove the car was directly thrown out and fell half to death. At that time, Mrs. Lu was sitting in the car, injured and frightened, and was bedridden when she went back, and she was not very normal when she woke up again. ”

The man was foaming at the mouth when he spoke, but Wen Tiantian's eyelids jumped when he listened.

Obediently, it turned out that Mrs. Lu was sitting in the car at that time!

Lowering his head and secretly pulling Qiu Yan's sleeve to exit the crowd unobtrusively, Wen Tiantian exhaled a long breath.

"Let's go, let's stop the fun, it's the right thing to go to Su Gongzi quickly."

Qiu Yan nodded, and followed behind her without saying a word. He naturally heard what the man said just now, but a small family like Lu Fu couldn't enter his eyes at all. What's more, their carriage was on a rampage first, if he didn't make a move at that time, he would inevitably cause death, how innocent was Wen Tiantian?

This kind of person, even if he is crazy, does not deserve sympathy, he has done nothing wrong.

Along the way, Wen Tiantian glanced back at Qiu Yan's expression from time to time, and found that this man always had no expression on his face, and his eyes only softened when he met her gaze. Walking in the crowd in a low-key manner without saying a word, the aura around him is also much colder, not at all like he can talk, laugh and play at home.

Su Zihe's residence is not remote, but in the backyard of an inn.

The two of them came to the Manfu Inn according to the address, and when they arrived at the counter, they showed the shopkeeper a note, saying that they were looking for someone, and the shopkeeper led them directly to Su Zihe's room.

There was a knock on the door, and a deep voice came from inside: "Who?" ”

"Master, the doctor is here."

As the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps in the room, and the next moment two doors were opened from the inside.

The moment she opened the door, Wen Tiantian couldn't help frowning. The smell of blood in the room was accompanied by a strong smell of medicine, which was very unpleasant, and you can imagine how bad the condition of the injured inside was.

Su Zihe didn't say much after opening the door, nodded and motioned for the shopkeeper to leave, and then gave in sideways and invited the two into the house.

The room is simply furnished, with a set of tables and chairs placed outside, and two stacks of materials neatly placed on the table. A heavy curtain blocked the room, and only the heavy smell wafting from behind the curtain could guess that it should be the patient's rest room.

As soon as he entered the house, Wen Tiantian's brain sounded with the impatient complaint of the "dead ghost": "Let the patient stay in this kind of place, if you don't die of illness, you will suffocate to death, and you don't know how to open the windows, are you stupid?" ”

Wen Tiantian thought so, and without waiting for Su Zihe, who was tired, to open his mouth to say hello, he turned back directly with a straight face and said: "Master Su, if you don't ventilate, you will suffocate people, you go to open the window first to spread the smell, and we will go inside to see the patient." ”

Resolute!

The image of the little girl suddenly grew tall in Su Zihe's heart, and she deserved to be the person Qiu Yan fell in love with!

Turning his gaze to Qiu Yan, seeing his indiscretable chin gesture, Su Zihe hurriedly went to open the window.

The two did not rest, and walked directly to the room. Qiu Yan lifted the heavy curtain, and Wen Tiantian, who was even more bloody, almost retched, is this a place for people?

Looking closely, there was no blood everywhere behind the curtain, the wounded were lying quietly on the bed, there was only a small pile of replaced bloody gauze next to the bed, three medicine bottles were placed in the tray on the stool, and a large table was placed in front of the window, on which a lot of medicinal herbs and tools for grinding medicinal powder were placed.

The woman who was seriously grinding medicine in the house immediately stood up vigilantly when she saw someone coming in, and only relaxed when she found that the person who came had a medicine box in her hand.

"Doctor, please come with me."

The woman was dressed in a pale cyan dress, and her words were gentle and polite. She didn't talk too much nonsense, and led the two to the bed, and the man's pale and blue face made Wen Tiantian's heart tighten.

Without paying attention to Qiu Yan's expression, Wen Tiantian's eyes fell on the gauze oozing blood on the man's chest.

Reach out and gently untie the gauze, revealing a bloody wound.

"Heartpiercing?"

Qiu Yan behind him whispered, his brows furrowed.

"What?"

Wen Tiantian didn't understand what he meant, so she asked casually, and then her eyes swept to all parts of the man's body, and found that this person had a lot of injuries all over his body, but only this one was fatal, which showed that the methods of the person who killed him were really ruthless.

"Heartpiercing is an assassination weapon." After opening the window, Su Zihe opened the curtain and walked in, and explained in a soft voice, "It is very exquisitely made, only as long as a dagger, and there is a blood groove on the sashimi, so it is extremely difficult to stop the bleeding from the broken wound, and his stab is fatal in the chest." If Shi Yuan hadn't met me in a short period of time, he might have bled to death. ”

After saying so much, of course Wen Tiantian didn't understand. She had no idea what the characteristics were between the various weapons, she just felt a little tricky.

"Dead ghost, what should I do?"

The madness in his brain hints at the dead ghost, and he has to pretend to be calm on the surface. Qiu Yan behind her saw that she seemed to be flustered, so she put down the medicine box and held her shoulder with one hand, "Don't panic, stop the bleeding first." ”

Wen Tiantian was indeed panicked, not because she was afraid of the wound, after all, the wound on Qiu Yan's body before was much more terrible than this, but the person was injured in the left chest, which was very close to the heart and very deep, and it was difficult to determine whether the heart was injured.

Qiu Yan noticed that her hands were shaking, so she helped her sit on the stool next to her without a trace, and personally stepped forward to stop the bleeding from the wound.

Ye Shiyuan's wound was very peculiar, the wound was only the size of a fingertip, but it couldn't stop the blood gushing no matter what. Su Zihe also tried many methods, and the thick herbs could only make the blood flow slower at most, and then he could barely breathe with various medicinal herbs, so that he could live as long as possible.

However, no matter how careful he cared for, he couldn't stop the blood from flowing all the time, and after seven days, Ye Shiyuan's breath was so weak that it almost disappeared.

This person was obviously completely different from Qiu Yan's situation at that time, he was already in a near-death state, and it was almost impossible to hope for rescue. She had never really faced the experience of death, and she couldn't imagine what it would be like for a life to die suddenly in the process of her own treatment.

She didn't dare to start, let alone where to start.

Compared with Wen Tiantian's helplessness, Qiu Yan was obviously much calmer.

Open the medicine box and remove the needle thread and medicine bottle from it. Under the gaze of everyone, he first sprinkled the medicine powder in the bottle on the wound, carefully disinfected it, and then turned out the fire fold from the medicine box, put the silver needle on the fire and quickly roasted it, and then began to stitch up the wound.

Qiu Yan's technique is very skillful, although the wound is not big, the scene of his flesh and blood flying when he threads needles and threads through the flesh and skin is still bloody, which makes people can't bear to look at it directly.

Blood gushes like a spring, and if it goes on like this, the injured person may not even be able to survive the stitches.

"Silver needle to stop bleeding, quick!"

The voice of the dead ghost came, and Wen Tiantian, who was dumbfounded, immediately settled down, got up and took out the acupuncture bag from the medicine box, and slowly pierced the silver needle into the major acupuncture points around the wound according to the dead ghost's step-by-step guidance.

With the help of silver needles, the speed of blood flow is much reduced.

It hurts so much!

The needle didn't stick to herself, and Wen Tiantian still felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet inexplicably. Looking at Qiu Yan's movements, an idea suddenly popped up in her mind, maybe Qiu Yan was also doing this to herself in order to survive when she was injured.

Emotionless, as if sewing a torn old dress, Qiu Yan's hands were stained red by the blood gushing out, and the smell of blood in the air was even stronger than when he first came in.

None of the people present stopped them, they waited silently, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of needles and threads penetrating flesh could be heard.

After more than a dozen stitches back and forth, and finally after the last stitch was crossed, the wound on Ye Shiyuan's chest miraculously stopped bleeding.

"Scissors."

The big hand stained with blood spread out, and Wen Tiantian, who came back to her senses, immediately tacitly took out a small pair of scissors from the medicine box and handed them over.

The cotton thread was cut, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, only Qiu Yan still looked solemn.

Wen Tiantian soaked the clean gauze in the warm water that had been prepared, wrung it out and handed it to Qiu Yan.

Neither of them made a sound, and carefully scrubbed the blood that overflowed from the wound, and after eliminating the poison again, applied the medicinal powder, and bandaged it neatly with gauze.

"Let's do it first."

After doing all this, Qiu Yan finally stood up and sighed: "There is only so much I can do, and I will leave the rest to Dr. Wen." ”

Looking sideways at Wen Tiantian, the bloody wounds she couldn't face were dealt with by him, but bandaging and stopping the bleeding during the entire treatment process was only the first step, and how to make Ye Shiyuan wake up was the most difficult.

"The longer the patient is unconscious, the more dangerous it becomes, and the priority is not only to hold this breath, but also to find a way to awaken his consciousness."

The words of the dead ghost sounded in his head, and Wen Tiantian looked at Qiu Yan with a complicated expression in his eyes.

"I have a medicine here, give him a dose to stabilize his injuries first. His current physical condition is too poor, he has to slow down for two days, and then continue to apply acupuncture after two days, slowly dredge the meridians with acupuncture and moxibustion, help the wound heal, and at the same time supplement with medicine to recuperate, maybe he can recover faster. ”

Wen Tiantian repeated the words of the dead ghost one by one, in fact, she didn't understand why acupuncture could still have a miraculous effect on such a wound treatment, so she could only take one step at a time, maybe the dead ghost who thought highly of herself could really let her experience a moment of witnessing a miracle.

Qiu Yan helped pack up the medicine box, carried it in his hand and walked out with Wen Tiantian without saying anything more.

The two returned to the outer room, and after opening the window for ventilation, the smell of blood and medicine in the house had dissipated a lot, and the warm sunlight poured into the room, and the dull atmosphere also dissipated.

The whole treatment only took half an hour, and Su Zihe's eyes were already full of hope when he looked at them, as if he had seen a peerless miracle doctor!

"Doctor Wen, my friend is a martial arts practitioner, can he still practice martial arts after he recovers from his injury?"