Gradually, the medicine was boiled, and there were those who couldn't line up for rice porridge, so they rushed here to drink a bowl of bitter medicine juice first, and fight hunger.

Shi Jin beckoned the soldiers on guard to pour the boiled medicine into the wooden barrel next to him with a coarse cloth, and at the same time set up a fire and continued to boil the medicine.

When the servant was on fire, she picked up a long iron spoon and helped the people in line to fill the medicine.

The hot decoction has a unique bitter taste, but it evokes some small hopes in people's hearts.

She had just filled the medicine for a woman with a rag wrapped around her head, and then she had taken another man's bowl from behind.

However, before the hot potion could be put into the bowl, the woman who went ahead somehow stumbled, and the bowl fell to the ground at once.

She cried as she cried over the broken bowl that had been spilled, and wanted to recycle the juice while crying. Shi Jin couldn't bear it, so he beckoned to her, "Eldest sister, the medicine has been spilled, let's get another bowl!" ”

However, the woman just cried, crying with a full of desolation, hearing Shi Jin's words, she reached out and pulled the corner of her clothes and begged her, "My eldest man is only six years old, but he is infected with a disease, the little lady has pity on him, save him!" ”

She cried so much that her face was full of mud marks, but the people around her only ridiculed her in disgust, "Mrs. Zhang can be tighter!" We still have to receive medicine, and there are patients at home, so what's the matter with you being so persistent! ”

As such, Shi Jin still pinched fiercely in his heart. She asked the little maid to divide the medicine first, and she asked the lady, "Where is your eldest man?" ”

When Zhang Niangzi saw that Shi Jin wanted to help her eldest man take a look, some hope suddenly burst out of her eyes.

But before Shi Jin took two steps with her, Doctor He, who was lying on the recliner, spoke up, "Her eldest man has typhoid fever and fever, and he wakes up with a breath that is wheezing, his mouth is speechless, and the juice is flowing and his teeth are shaken. If the gas turns big, it will be stuffy, Su Fu is like this, you must use half a half of the rhubarb ginseng, three cups of water, fry to one, go to the hot service, and you can be safe. ”

Shi Jin was dumbfounded, turned his head to look at the woman, but saw her sitting on the ground stroking her feet and crying bitterly, "What Mr. said is very true, but ginseng is rare, if it is placed on weekdays, the little woman smashes the pot and sells iron to raise money to see the disease." But in today's situation, even if you are rich, it is difficult to ......"

After that, he was choked up and couldn't speak, and tears poured out.

Shi Jin turned around and walked into the shed, and saw that Doctor He was closing her eyes, she couldn't help but be blessed, "The divine doctor is high, only the divine doctor can judge this disease, why not save it?" ”

Doctor He couldn't help but open his eyes. He was born with a pair of peach blossom eyes, scorching and dazzling, and dyed with some cynical ridicule, seeing the mud handprints on the corners of her white dress, he couldn't help but sneer, "The medicines for the prevention and treatment of plague allocated by the imperial court are all common atractylodes, angelica and the like, ginseng and other valuable medicinal materials, how can you get them?" ”

The implication is that it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and even the miracle doctor is helpless.

Shi Jin didn't dare to agree, seeing the medicine box thrown at his feet, he couldn't help but bow again, "Although things are difficult at the moment, but people are difficult, it is a one-star hope, and we should encourage it." I wonder if the miracle doctor can borrow the silver needle for a while? ”

Seeing that he couldn't make sense with her, Dr. He took the needle directly with her, "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try." ”

Shi Jin held the cloth tie with silver needles in both hands, and turned to look at the lady, "Mrs. Lao leads the way." ”

It's not that Mrs. Zhang didn't ask Dr. He Shen to help diagnose it, but she got the result, and she also watched Da Lang suffer. At this time, I heard that the new little lady was going to apply the needle herself, so she hurriedly wiped the tears on her face, and happily took Shi Jin to the bottom of the tree a little farther away.

Shi Jin followed her all the way over, and saw Da Lang who described the withered tree by a dead tree that didn't even have much bark left.

The boy's small lump, curled up under the tree and cold swaying, seeing Mrs. Zhang come back, he opened his eyes shallowly, wanted to comfort his mother, and vomited again as soon as he opened his mouth.

Mrs. Zhang's motherly heart was heartfelt, and she hurriedly helped Da Lang sort out his clothes, and comforted him with a forced smile, "Da Lang is good, Niang Tete invited a female Bodhisattva to come over and treat Da Lang." ”

Shi Jin was sad when he saw it, and he was not afraid of dirt, so he just crouched on the ground, first checked his pulse, and then rolled his eyelids to take a look.

Not only typhoid fever and fever, but also obvious weakness, which she would like to call hunger.

At that moment, he opened the cloth tie, took out the silver needle of the trumpet, and said to him, "Da Lang is good, and bear with it, if you behave well, my sister will invite you to eat a snack later." ”

When the child heard the word snack, there was some longing in his eyes. However, as soon as he wanted to speak, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

Shi Jin had to work with Zhang Niangzi to flatten Da Lang, and start from Baihui, Fengchi, Jizhong, Zhongguan and other acupoints in turn to help Da Lang alleviate his current symptoms.

She was pinching the silver needle and twisting it lightly, when she heard a sneer behind her, "How good I am to do it, it's just a hatchet." ”

Shi Jin's ears moved, and he heard Doctor He's laughter, and he was not annoyed at the moment, but only humbly asked for advice, "Then according to the opinion of the divine doctor, how should you be?" ”

When she used to practice medicine with her father, she had heard of the name of the divine doctor, but the divine doctor was not born, even if he came out to walk, he also had a strange temperament.

I don't know how big the face of these five princes is, and they actually invited this immortal to sit in charge.

Doctor He straightened up at the moment, his face disdainful, "If you ask me, do I have to answer?" ”

"Shi Jin doesn't dare," her voice has always been gentle and gentle, but the words she said made Doctor He half angry, "It's just that Shi Jin's knowledge is shallow, and in the past, he only thought that the Divine Doctor was just a false praise from the world, but today when he saw Divine Doctor He's childish face, he knew that Divine Doctor must have something superior in the way of health preservation and treatment." It's just a divine doctor fairy wind bones, if you feel that the person who was not saved was saved by my little girl, I'm afraid it won't damage the face of the divine doctor? ”

Hearing Shi Jin's words, Doctor He couldn't help but touch his face. Although he had silver hair and was only twenty or seven years old at the time, how did he get to the mouth of this little girl and become a crane hair boy in his seventies and eighties? !

Is she too short-sighted? Or is his suave appearance unwelcome?!

Doctor He immediately decided that he would be free and would definitely help Shi Jinzhi treat his eye disease first.

However, being ridiculed by a little girl, his little scattered competitiveness was also aroused, and he took out the silver needle from her hand and was about to apply the needle immediately.

Zhang Niangzi's eyes were even more joyful, the living and death people under the divine doctor, the implication is that as long as the people of the divine doctor are willing to treat, even the dead can survive, this is not in vain.

Shi Jin also made a good study, and watched Doctor He administer the needle.

Doctor Ranhe pinched the needle, and when he saw that he was about to poke Da Lang, he stopped a few millimeters away from him.

"If you want me to cure it, will I cure it?" He dropped the needle and stood up again, "Then isn't my name as a miracle doctor in vain?" ”

Just for the offensive words she just made, he could hold a grudge.

Do you really think you can be pinched by a little girl? He's not as good as she would like!

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