The enemy of the enemy is a friend.

Qiu Wuya is very anxious, he has been in Dali Temple for too long, and almost all of his efforts during the Wude period have been contributed to Dali Temple in the Tang Dynasty and to Chang'an public security.

He wants revenge, but the chances are getting slimmer and slimmer, if it is a troubled time, then Qiu Wuya can use money as a drive, and money can make the ghost grind, driving the heroes of the green forest to assassinate the wicked people in the Cui clan.

But what era is this, during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty has a long period of stability, and the prosperous era is coming, and he wants to do it at this time, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

And it is not realistic at all to want to move to the Cui family through those means in the court.

It is obviously more impossible to think of what kind of big hat that person put on back then.

Cui's back is intertwined, Qiu Wuyan has already seen through it, these two days, after coming out of the black market, he has been thinking, if what happened in the black market is really related to Lotte Hou, then what kind of charm does Lotte Hou have?

So, Qiu Wuya found Chen Wenwu and got to know Li Hui.

It just so happened that some of the officials found an inconspicuous piece of evidence.

This evidence points directly to Li Hui.

Li Hui waved his hand, "Master Qiu has a grudge against the Cui family." ”

"Then the Cui family is not a small family, you don't think that I can fight against them as a marquis of the Tang Dynasty, right?"

"I'm so young and have a bright future, so why bother."

At the mention of the Cui family, Qiu Wuya sneered, and then faced Li Hui and said solemnly: "Hou Ye, don't hide that the T subordinate already knows a lot about the past of the Hou master, so what the Cui clan has done, the subordinate also knows." ”

"Assassination, bad people, if there is no Cui clan to push behind, the whole world, who has nothing to provoke a herald marquis personally given by His Majesty?"

After Qiu Wuya finished speaking, he sighed, "It's a pity that my family of thirty-six was beheaded for public display because of Cui's trumped-up crime, and I was assigned to the side plug, and I didn't return to Chang'an until the Wude period." ”

Qiu Wuya's eyes were red, and he was obviously out of shape.

This place is extremely secluded, and no one will disturb him, Qiu Wuyan's voice is getting higher and higher, and his tears are all accusations.

Only then did Li Hui understand that it was not for nothing that the Cui family occupied the head of the seven surnames in the early Tang Dynasty like a behemoth.

The world is turbulent, they are obscure, hoarding, using the power of doormen and officials, throwing themselves everywhere to win over, and always appearing in front of all the anti-kings with a look of not caring about the world.

But in the next day, they will come out, whether it is the Boling Cui clan or the Qinghe Cui clan, there have been many talents in the past, if nothing else, there will always be talents in the future.

Such a family is really a big Buddha, I'm afraid that during the Wude period, many lifelines of the Tang Dynasty were in the hands of the Cui family, right?

"Well, for now, I don't want people to know that you're connected to me."

Li Hui turned around and left, simply deciding.

But Qiu Wuya knew that Li Hui agreed.

"Thank you Master Hou, the lower officials will definitely do a good job!"

Qiu Wuya wiped his tears, revealing a hint of ruthlessness, "Cui's, you wait." ”

Today, Gongyimu seems to be in a much better mood, and he has not seen the sun for many years, and he has gotten better after two or three days of adaptation.

When Li Hui examined him, he found that the old injuries on many parts of his leg were actually not that serious.

"Mr. Gongyi, it seems that your two iron bars have played a big role, seemingly blocking the meridians, but in fact, they have cut off the dead qi, so that the meridians of other parts are not affected, only the part above the knee is completely necrotic."

I don't know what this old man thought, why did he use such a method at that time.

Gong Yimu sighed: "Hehe, Master Hou, I know you have doubts in your heart, if it wasn't for the old man's decisiveness at that time, I'm afraid this life would be gone." ”

"It's not on the ground underground, and there's no sunlight, so it's thankful that you can eat."

Zhu Yeqing also wanted to know, how to ensure food in that underground?

After all, if you don't eat, you can hold on for a while, but if you don't drink water, you can't.

"At that time, the old man also used family heirlooms as an exchange, so someone sent me food and drink every day, and I thought that this life would be like this, and the craftsmanship of the public loser would be cut off, but I didn't expect that there would be a day when I saw the light of day again."

Li Hui waved his hand, "You bask in the sun for a while, go into the house and lie down, and Doctor Sun will come over to give you an injection in a while." ”

Li Hui is not very proficient in acupuncture, so it's better for Sun Simiao to come to this matter.

By sealing the so-called blood vessels with needles, Li Hui was able to remove the rotten flesh and necrotic tissue on the male elm's legs, then break the bones, and then renew them.

It's not medical knowledge, it's what the system tells you that.

After all, the magic medicine is worth 500,000 taels of silver, and the operation and usage and effect are naturally trustworthy, and the system will never lie.

Zhu Yeqing and Yang Tiezhu are now serving their husband Yumu on the side, for fear that something will happen to the old man again.

And Sun Simiao also appeared in Li Hui's house.

"Lotte Hou, don't come unharmed."

Since Li Chengqian's detoxification ended, Sun Simiao has not often appeared here with Li Hui, but letters are sent from time to time, and the two exchange some medical problems through letters.

After Li Hui learned medical knowledge, he began to use some ideas of later medicine to help Sun Simiao understand some things that could not be explained in traditional Chinese medicine, or could not be explained.

For example, why pressing those acupuncture points can definitely stop nosebleeds?

Why honeysuckle is effective for colds.

Why alcohol is better than lime when disinfecting.

The more frequent the communication between the two, the more full of curiosity Sun Simiao became on the road of medicine.

Come here today, it is estimated that it will not be late at night, and if you don't break the casserole, you will not go back.

Li Hui didn't expect that in the Tang Dynasty, he would become a year-old friend on an equal footing with Sun Simiao, and even in Sun Simiao's mouth, he was an omnipotent god.

Sun Simiao just glanced at Gong Yimu and began to shake his head.

"Li Hui, his legs are completely out of strength, I think it's a little hanging."

Gong Zhimu was unmoved, "Your Excellency?" ”

"Hehe, poor Dao Sun Simiao."

The public was stunned.

The face that was still a little expectant became lost, Sun Simiao's name, even a five-year-old child should have heard it.

In particular, Sun Simiao likes to practice medicine around Chang'an, and recently sat for a consultation in the Wanmin Hall opened by Hechen, and his reputation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"It turned out to be Doctor Sun, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Doctor Sun, is my leg hopeless?"

This is what worries him the most right now.

Sun Simiao looked at it for a while, touched his beard and shook his head slowly, "Your Excellency's leg, if you do it, you may really not be able to save it, but if Li Hui does it, there should still be a chance." ”

Gong Zhimu's sinking heart instantly ignited hope again.