Mr. Hongbo lives in a small mountain village outside Lei Yin City, only he and his little apprentice are at home, and the life is leisurely, and the money earned by telling books on weekdays is enough for two people to eat and wear, no money, but not cramped.

A small wooden house, not big or small, not very tidy, but not dirty, with some iron-striking tools piled up in the corner, and a fire was baking in the room, and Mr. Hongbo's little apprentice was squatting by the fire and roasting sweet potatoes.

The winter in the blue wolf area is already cold, and today it is even colder, the goose feathers and heavy snow floating in the sky, when Ye Xingchuan and Xiao Bei came, the wind and snow were already very heavy, and it was difficult to move an inch against the wind.

As soon as they entered the house, their frozen faces were instantly softened, and their hair and clothes were soaked with melting snow.

There was a pot of boiling water boiling on the stove in the house, and a large pot of water was boiling on the stove next to it, and the water was fried with astragalus, Chuanxiong and angelica, and the whole room was filled with medicinal gas.

Mr. Hongbo was drinking wine on the side, and when he saw them coming, he hurriedly got up and greeted them: "Two sons, sit down quickly, have you eaten?" ”

"I've eaten it."

Xiao Bei and Ye Xingchuan were beckoned to sit down around the stove, and the little apprentice took out the freshly roasted sweet potatoes with tongs, maybe it was too hot, and they were blowing in a hurry, and when it was almost over, they handed their hot hands to Ye Xingchuan along with the sweet potatoes: "You can eat it." ”

Ye Xingchuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "No need." ”

Mr. Hongbo was drunk and said, "Don't worry, Ye Gongzi can eat more." ”

Although it is unlucky to say this, Ye Xingchuan always feels that this sentence means: eat more to get on the road.

Ye Xingchuan thought silently in his heart, quietly took the roasted sweet potato, and ate it slowly.

Perhaps in order to liven up the atmosphere, Xiao Bei pinched the little apprentice's face and said with a smile: "Boy, why don't you give me one?" ”

"It's baking, it's baking." The little apprentice slapped Xiao Bei's hand away in disgust and concentrated on roasting sweet potatoes.

Ye Xingchuan actually didn't know the bottom in his heart, this insect was at his cervical vertebrae, that is, he was going to use a knife to break the back of his neck and take out the insect alive, just listening to it could make people break out in a cold sweat.

Neither of them spoke, but after some time, Mr. Hirohiro took out a red-hot knife from the stove and said, "If you are ready, let's begin." ”

Ye Xingchuan hurriedly swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth, wiped off the sweet potato residue in his mouth, clapped his hands, and nodded: "Well, let's start." ”

"Wait a minute," Xiao Bei, who was rarely silent, stood up, "Brother Ye, you ......"

When the words came to his lips, Xiao Bei suddenly didn't know what to say, and he always felt that it was inappropriate to say anything.

Ye Xingchuan saw his thoughts, and comforted him in turn: "Don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

"Alright, let's do it quickly."

Mr. Hirohiroshi interrupted them.

Ye Xingchuan sat and took off his shirt, even though there was a stove in the house, Ye Xingchuan still felt a little cold.

Mr. Hirohiro sat behind him, and he could even feel the temperature of the red-hot blade.

"I'm not an orthodox Langzhong, I don't have those seven-seven-eighty-eight medicines, so I wronged you and endured it."

"Slow, if you want to cut the back of his neck, how can you endure it," Xiao Bei interrupted him, "It's too dangerous, otherwise forget it......"

"Sir," Ye Xingchuan tried his best to restrain his trembling tone and interrupted Xiao Bei, "Let's start quickly." ”

Mr. Honghiro nodded, and patiently wiped the entire back of his neck with wine.

Ye Xingchuan felt the cold wine rubbing against his neck, and couldn't help but shiver, the wine slowly evaporated on the back of his neck, and he didn't even dare to gasp for air.

Mr. Hirohiro picked up the knife and slowly slashed the back of his neck.

He proceeded very slowly for fear of touching the blood vessels and causing bleeding.

Ye Xingchuan felt the blade slowly cut through his skin, first the skin was cut, and then the neck meat was gradually broken, the sharp pain made him bite his lip tightly, and large beads of sweat dripped down.

The little apprentice was on the side to wipe the sweat from him and Mr. Honghiro to prevent the sweat from flowing into the wound.

This knife is very accurate, just enough to see the long worm embedded in Ye Xingchuan's flesh and blood, and it also avoids the blood vessels.

Because of Elder Fuyao's treatment before, the worm was lying in peace, but its mouthparts were still tightly clinging to Ye Xingchuan's flesh and blood, and if it was pulled hard, it would definitely bleed heavily.

Ye Xingchuan felt that his eyes were white, the words of the people around him were close and far, and a sharp pain came from the back of his neck and gradually spread along his neck, and he was even a little numb, he suddenly couldn't feel the pain, he only felt that something was tearing his flesh out.

Mr. Honghiro changed a pair of tweezers and gently clamped the long worm, but fortunately, the long worm did not react, so he gently pulled it out.

The second half was quickly taken out, but the mouthparts were bitten too hard to be removed, Mr. Hongbo simply cut off all the parts except the mouthparts, and the feeling of cutting a little bit involved Ye Xingchuan's flesh and skin, and a little bit of a small feeling could be infinitely magnified into a hot pain.

Ye Xingchuan's face was pale, his lips were bitten, and the dripping sweat even soaked the bedding spread on the kang, and he didn't make a sound.

Mr. Hongbo carefully removed the mouthpiece, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and the clothes on his body were also soaked with sweat, even Xiao Bei, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but hold his breath.

The whole process lasted about a whole hour, and Mr. Hongbo felt that his hands were numb, and finally removed the mouthparts completely, but it was not over, and he asked the little apprentice to take tools and stitch up the wound.

After that, the pain was obviously reduced a lot, Ye Xingchuan was obviously relieved, and after sewing, Mr. Hongbo brought the medicinal powder and covered him, which was the end.

After all was completed, Ye Xingchuan finally couldn't support it, if Xiao Bei hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Mr. Hongbo's elbows and wrists were sore, and he felt dazzled when he saw things, and the little apprentice wiped his sweat for him, and he said to Xiao Bei: "Overall, this son's condition is not bad, you can stay here tonight, and I will let this kid continue to boil medicine." ”

Xiao Bei just wanted to speak, but Mr. Hongbo interrupted again: "Let him lie on his stomach or on his side, and whether he can be cured or not depends on his creation, I will go out to sleep in the firewood room." ”

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness, we will definitely repay you."

Mr. Hongbo nodded, didn't say anything, and went out, Xiao Bei and the little apprentice took care of Ye Xingchuan until they couldn't support it and fell asleep in the second half of the night.

I don't know how long I slept, Xiao Bei woke up, not so much because he woke up after a full sleep, but because he was burned-

Maybe it was because it was too cold, Xiao Bei climbed onto the kang in the middle of the night and squeezed together with Ye Xingchuan, the more he slept, the hotter he felt, he woke up and found that Ye Xingchuan's body was so hot that even his skin was a little red.

Frightened, Xiao Bei immediately ran to the firewood room and shouted: "Sir! Hello sir! ”

There was no firewood in the firewood room, only a simple floor shop and a stove, Mr. Hongbo was asleep soundly and was woken up by Xiao Bei's shout, his expression was ugly: "Why are you noisy early in the morning?" What's wrong?! ”

"Brother Ye's body is like a stove, scalded to death!"

Mr. Hongbo immediately got dressed and went to check, he touched Ye Xingchuan's forehead, checked his wound again, and said: "This is an ulcer, some fever, I went to the city to prescribe medicine, untie his clothes, and wipe his body with warm water." ”

Xiao Bei immediately untied all Ye Xingchuan's clothes and wiped him with a wet towel, Mr. Hongbo went out to buy medicine, and the little apprentice went to decoct the medicine again, and the whole room was filled with a thick medicinal gas.

Ye Xingchuan felt groggy after going to the long worm, although he was lying down, he still felt lightheaded, and his whole body was very cold, which made him shiver uncontrollably. So he wrapped the quilt tightly in the middle of the night, and in the middle of the night, after the egg knife, it began to be hot again, his body was soaked with sweat, and even the quilt was a little damp, but he was weak, he couldn't wake up when he wanted to, he couldn't push the quilt, so he kept covering it, and now his whole body is almost completely burned out.

Xiao Bei looked pale, asked him and didn't answer anything, anxious, and helped him wipe his body over and over again.

Not long after, Mr. Hongbo came back, holding a medicine in his hand for the little apprentice to decoction, and took out a pair of medicine for Ye Xingchuan to reapply to the wound, and bandaged it tightly.

After the medicine was decocted, Xiao Bei helped Ye Xingchuan take it again, and the heat dropped slightly.

In the next few days, Ye Xingchuan had a recurrent fever, and Mr. Hongbo also changed his dressing every day.

From wiping with warm water, to applying ice to his body, to soaking him in a warm water bath, all methods have been tried, this fever still does not go away, Ye Xingchuan is sometimes conscious, and his body temperature is low, Xiao Bei thought he was fine, but every afternoon, he began to have a fever again, and he was dizzy, Xiao Bei suspected that if he continued like this, he was about to burn stupid.

After burning for seven days, Mr. Honghiro saw that he did not get better, so he summoned the leaves of a plant, asked Ye Xingchuan to chew, and applied gunpowder to the wound on the back of his neck, and as soon as he burned it, the abscess on the wound was burned away, leaving only a scar.

The night after that, Ye Xingchuan was extremely tormented, dizzy and tinnitus, cold night sweats, and constantly shivering, he was tightly wrapped in the quilt, he was still conscious at first, and finally fell asleep completely, and at the moment he fell asleep, he thought he was dying.

It wasn't until the next morning that Ye Xingchuan woke up naturally, and when he woke up, he felt refreshed, except for the weakness of his limbs and the pain of his wounds, there was no discomfort at all.

Mr. Hongbo came to see it, and he said that Ye Xingchuan was completely cured, and he only needed to change the dressing every day and wait for the wound to heal.

Ye Xingchuan wanted to cultivate quickly, but every time he would tear the wound open, every time Mr. Hongbo came to visit, he would scold him, and he would stop practicing.

It took about a month before and after Ye Xingchuan's wound was completely healed.