"Zheng Gongzi, it's not that the child can't be saved, it's just that the old and decrepit medical skills are so limited, alas, the destiny is like this!" Lang Zhong smiled bitterly.

"Sir, if you don't let me take a look at it, or you can cure the child's illness." Zheng Guangzong said softly.

"You, will, heal, sick?" Lang Zhong's few words, word by word, seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and he was so disdainful.

"I met a master in the next place, and passed it on to the next medical skill, but I lack clinical experience, or Mr. You." Zheng Guangzong leaned over Lang Zhong's ear and whispered something.

Mr. Cheng came in from outside and was also very surprised when he saw Zheng Guangzong like this: "Zheng Gongzi, I have never heard of your medical skills.

Yesterday, Lao Yu was still drinking tea and playing chess with Ling Zun, and Ling Zun didn't mention this matter to Lao Yu! ”

"Mr. Cheng, to be honest, the juniors can't believe it, but the juniors really have good medical skills, how can the juniors bear to die of illness with such a big child?"

Zheng Gongzi said emotionally, and his voice was already choked.

"Mr. Cheng, why don't you let Zheng Gongzi try, since the old decay can't be cured, or can Zheng Gongzi really find another way?" Lang Zhong just smiled wryly;

"In addition, the old decay can make a weak tonic soup, which can temporarily improve the patient's physical function and assist Zheng Gongzi in his treatment."

Zheng Gongzi saluted Lang Zhong and walked to the bedside.

There was a girl lying on the bed, no more than twelve or thirteen years old, but looking at her appearance, she looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old.

The girl is very thin, her skin looks a little black and yellow, and it can be seen at a glance that it is due to malnutrition, just now, Lang Zhong said that she has not drunk water for a long time, and Zheng Guangzong is also very surprised.

It seems that the few girls he saved were not lost in the alley across Zishi Street, and now he can only cure this girl first, and he can only touch melons in Shunteng.

Zheng Guangzong looked down at her, gently ruffled her hair, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, since I can save you, I will definitely be able to let you live well." ”

The girl struggled to open her eyes and did not speak, and there was a light shining in her eyes.

After about half a pillar of incense, Zhao Xiaoju walked in from outside: "Zheng Gongzi, the medicinal soup made by Mr. Lang Zhong is ready, he asked you to go over there." ”

"Over there?" Zheng Guangzong was a little strange.

"Mr. Lang Zhong said that now it is difficult for patients to swallow, so they can only use the method of bathing to make patients absorb nutrients." Zhao Xiaoju replied softly.

Zheng Guangzong can also understand at this moment that this Lang Zhong is not an ordinary person.

Legend has it that Lang Zhong used the method of smoke to treat terminally ill patients, and today Lang Zhong intends to use the method of bathing to bring the patient back to life.

Zheng Guangzong gently picked up the girl, her body was so light, as if she had nothing.

Following Zhao Xiaoju, Zheng Guangzong went to another room, it turned out to be a bathroom, there were many male and female students in Yunlong Academy, so for convenience, two bathrooms were built.

In the middle of the bathroom, there is a large wooden barrel, half a person high.

Lang Zhong had already poured the boiled decoction into it, and in addition, he also poured half a bucket of warm water.

Zhao Xiaoju originally wanted to help the girl untie her clothes, but Zheng Guangzong looked indifferent: "Let me come, you can just rest." ”

Zhao Xiaoju was stunned and stepped aside.

Zheng Guangzong was very gentle The status girl untied her clothes, and soon, one by one, the clothes were withdrawn, Zheng Guangzong frowned even more, the girl's thinness was simply jaw-dropping.

The girl's eyes kept slightly closed, and she didn't know if she was shy or didn't have the strength.

Zheng Guangzong carefully picked her up and placed her in a wooden barrel.

To Zhao Xiaoju's surprise, Zheng Guangzong actually jumped into the bucket and sat behind the girl, with his palms behind the girl's back, his eyes dark.

Zhao Xiaoju didn't know what Zheng Guangzong was doing, and he always frowned.

How did she know that Zheng Guangzong was using his own energy to assist in the decoction and treat the girl.

At the bottom of the barrel, there is a opening, and every once in a while, someone will open the opening, and all the water inside will flow out, and then fill it with new medicinal soup and warm water.

And so on and so forth, and another hour passed.

Zheng Guangzong and the girl both had a trace of heat above their heads, and as the heat rose, the whole room was filled with this strong smell of medicinal herbs.

Gradually, Zheng Guangzong felt that the girl's back was much softer, not as stiff as before.

It turns out that Lang's method of herbal bathing can promote the absorption of nutrients by patients.

It's a pity that he can't reach that state, just now Zheng Guangzong told him about such a treatment plan, and Lang Zhong wanted to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor.

With the previous experience in treating clouds, Zheng Guangzong is now much calmer.

As much energy as possible, combined with the nutrition of the drug, it is injected into the girl's body.

When the girl's condition improved slightly, Zheng Guangzong stood up.

Emma, drenched all over, and a strong smell of herbs.

Next to him, a female disciple had already delivered clean clothes: "Zheng Guangzong, Mr. Cheng said, let you change your clothes so as not to catch a cold." ”

Zheng Guangzong couldn't help but be a little embarrassed when he saw that there were not only female disciples in the room, but also Zhao Xiaoju: "Two sisters, why don't you avoid it and change your clothes under it?" ”

"Zheng Gongzi, why aren't you shy with this little girl just now, but now it's your turn, but you twist and pinch?" The female disciple sneered.

"Where is shy, and where is the fear that something will scare my sister, I will have nightmares in the future, and it will be difficult to sleep." Zheng Gongzi saw that the female disciple was a little frivolous, so he used words to provoke her.

Zhao Xiaoju knew Zheng Guangzong's temperament, so he said to the female disciple: "Sister, then you and I still go out, in this, Zheng Guangzong is not very convenient." ”

On that day, Zheng Guangzong rescued Zhao Xiaoju by the river, but Zheng Guangzong did not have a trace of obscenity, and Zhao Xiaoju always had gratitude to Zheng Guangzong.

After the two walked out, Zheng Guangzong jumped out of the barrel.

After drying his body with a dry cloth, Zheng Guangzong changed into clean clothes.

After dressing, Zheng Guangzong deliberately went to the bronze mirror and stretched out his arms and turned around, which is really good, he is still the personable and chic son.

Zheng Guangzong picked the girl up from the barrel and placed her on a recliner.

With a clean white cloth, she wiped her body considerately.

At this moment, the girl should wake up, probably because she coveted Zheng Guangzong's gentle method, that is, she continued to pretend to be asleep.

However, her shyness was always difficult to hide, and although her eyes were closed, her face was flushed, and her body trembled involuntarily because of shyness and nervousness.

"Don't be afraid, you're fine." Zheng Guangzong comforted softly.