"If I really want to find a substitute ghost, I can find it before, why wait until today?" Song Ling said.

When the villagers heard Song Ling speak, they took a step back and looked at each other in tacit understanding.

Song Ling didn't say much, and squatted down directly, just about to give Xiaobao a further examination.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Liu actually slapped Song Ling's hand away, her eyes were full of fear, but she still protected Xiaobao tightly:

"You...... Aren't you dead? stay away from my little treasure, you want to find a replacement for the dead ghost, you look for me, please let my little treasure go. ”

When Song Ling heard this, he sighed helplessly, sure enough, the essence of people is the same, and it is their nature to go with the flow.

However, Xiaobao's situation is getting worse and worse, and Song Ling is not willing to fight with him.

"Aunt Liu, if you want your son to come back to life, you have to listen to me, two days ago, the barefoot Lang Zhong just left, and there will be no Lang Zhong coming over within three days. ”

"Xiaobao's breath is weak, his whole body is hot, and he can't last more than a day, you might as well let me try, maybe I can save Xiaobao." Song Ling said word by word.

When Aunt Liu heard Song Ling's words, her face immediately became a little happy, what Song Ling said was true.

"Junzhu, it's the eldest lady who is not good, the eldest lady will make amends to you, but can you really save Xiaobao?" Aunt Liu changed her normal and looked at Song Ling flatteringly, but she was still mixed with the slightest suspicion.

"I can't save my life and give Xiaobao a funeral. Song Ling said coldly.

Aunt Liu was drunk like this by Song Ling, and she didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

Looking at Song Ling's expression, Aunt Liu actually trusted Song Ling extraordinarily.

Although Song Ling in his previous life was not proficient in medical skills, he could still see it simply, if he guessed correctly, Xiaobao should be a complication of fever caused by cold.

Song Ling immediately opened Xiaobao's mouth, and sure enough, he saw that the tongue coating was white, and the breathing sound was obviously very heavy.

It seems that it is still necessary to adopt the method of bleeding at the tip of the ear, so as to be able to dispel evil spirits and dispel stasis and circulation, so as to get rid of evil qi and restore righteousness.

"Wouldn't it? Could the girl of the Song family really be able to cure diseases and save people? Could it be that she wants to perform some kind of witchcraft?"

"Aunt Liu, don't let Song Ling deceive her, she may want to hack your little treasure. ”

"If Song Ling knows how to heal, then how can Song Liu's family look sick?"

...............

Everyone talked about it, and they were very resistant and disgusted with Song Ling.

"Say it again, believe it or not, I seduce your souls in the middle of the night, and pull out your tongues?" Song Ling glanced at everyone and said coldly.

A group of long-tongued women, bracket noise.

Everyone was a little afraid of Song Ling, and when they heard this, they were even more frightened, and a few bold people looked at Song Ling's eyes, and they also shuddered for a while, and stopped talking.

"Jun ...... Junzhu, Xiaobao, he ......" Aunt Liu looked at Song Ling in fear, and before she finished speaking, she was directly interrupted by Song Ling.

"I can save. "Two simple and crude words.

Song Ling took out a cloth bag, which was a medical practice tool taken from the ethereal spirit son, which was originally intended to be used by Song Liu's family, but now it has also come in handy.

Song Ling took out the Mitsubishi needle, took out the fire fold to disinfect it, and directly pierced it at the tip of Xiaobao's ear.

"Ah...... You ......" Aunt Liu looked at Song Ling's move, her eyes full of horror.

Song Ling's eyes swept away, indifferent and ruthless, Aunt Liu was instantly shocked, and she stopped talking.

Soon, Song Ling squeezed out three or four drops of blood vigorously, and his movements were fast and skillful, as if he had done it many times.

Then Song Ling found the location of Shaoshang's acupoint, picked up the Mitsubishi needle and pricked it, and squeezed out three or four drops of blood.

He continued to find the Ten Xuan Place, and continued to prick needles and drip blood according to the previous method.

After doing all this, Song Ling breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the corner of his clothes and wiped the blood on his hands, and said:

"After a while, Xiaobao's temperature will drop, I picked some medicine today, prescribe a prescription for you, go back and cook it for Xiaobao, two doses a day, early and afternoon. ”

Song Ling said, and then took out several herbs picked today from the back basket behind him and gave them to Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu saw that Xiaobao in her arms had not woken up yet, but had eaten a cold sweat, and suddenly panicked.

"Song ...... Song Ling, what's wrong with my son? Why is there so much sweat?" Aunt Liu said in a panic.

"It means that it has already worked, and Xiaobao will wake up later. Song Ling packed up the herbs and said without raising his head.

When Aunt Liu heard this, she was skeptical.

The surrounding villagers were talking again, and the spearhead was pointed at Song Ling.

"Is it effective? I'm afraid I'm going to go faster, right? I've lived for more than 30 years, and I haven't seen anyone who can be bled and cured, and Aunt Liu is really bold, and she also let Song Ling see a doctor. ”

"That's it, don't look at Song Ling's usual well-behaved, the action of pricking the needle just now, she is very skilled, I don't know how many people have been poisoned by her. ”

"Song Ling came to our village when she was three years old, and I have never heard of which Langzhong she studied with, Aunt Liu, you are really bold. ”

............

The long-tongued women looked at Aunt Liu with sympathy on their faces, and they decided in their hearts that Xiaobao would not be able to live.

When Aunt Liu heard everyone's words, she suddenly reacted, as if it was really like this, and she was in a hurry.

"Song ......" Aunt Liu was about to settle accounts with Song Ling, when suddenly Xiaobao in her arms gradually woke up, and shouted weakly.

When Aunt Liu heard this voice, she immediately looked down, and sure enough, she saw Xiaobao waking up.

"Xiaobao, are you awake, Xiaobao, how are you, is there anything uncomfortable?" Aunt Liu cried with joy and hugged Xiaobao tightly.

When the surrounding villagers saw this scene, their faces were full of expressions, and they looked at Xiaobao and Song Ling in disbelief.

Oh my God! It's really rescued, could it be that Song Ling isn't evil?

"Aunt Liu, you are hugging tightly, Xiaobao may really have to go. Song Ling said coldly, and at the same time, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

When Aunt Liu heard this, she immediately let go of Xiaobao, and Xiaobao was released, so she gasped.

"Junzhu, thank you, thank you so much, my aunt knows that you will definitely be able to rejuvenate with your hands, you are not a bad thing, you are the reincarnation of a divine doctor. ”

"The eldest lady doesn't have much money, you can keep the money, and the eldest lady will send you some eggs in the future. ”

As she spoke, Aunt Liu took out more than a dozen copper plates and put them in Song Ling's hands.

Song Ling was not polite, he directly took it into his pocket, he saved Xiaobao's life, and he should collect some money for medicine.

Although he lowered his head, he never missed the look when he came to you, if it weren't for Xiaobao's young age, Song Ling might not have been saved.

The bodhisattva's heart is the most important.

But for childishness, Song Ling always can't bear it.