Let's say that Hu Qingniu's heart is empty, and he is not stingy with Song Qingshu, and when Song Qingshu comes in the afternoon, he also has questions about Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu also gasped, and the drum beating in his heart finally fell.

And since then, Hu Qingniu has instructed Song Qingshu to tell him to come over in the morning and afternoon, and the time has become tight for a while. As for the matter of boiling medicine, Hu Qingniu handed it over to Song Qingshu, mainly to familiarize Song Qingshu with the heat.

At night, Song Qingshu delved into the "Meridian Acupuncture Sutra" that Hu Qingniu handed him again, especially the chapter on 100 diseases.

Get up early to practice martial arts, boil medicine, familiarize yourself with the content of medical books, listen to Hu Qingniu's questions and answers, one is willing to teach and one is willing to learn, so after three days, the two also have a lot of tacit understanding, and Song Qingshu is even more emotional about the huge medical skills.

As for the poison of Jinhua's mother-in-law, under Hu Qingniu's deliberate teaching, it had already been solved by Song Qingshu himself, but Song Qingshu usually deliberately hid it, and it didn't look like it was the same.

Moreover, after half a month of cultivation, the two fused together, making Song Qingshu feel that his internal strength had grown again.

On this day, when Song Qingshu was fanning the fire and boiling medicine, he suddenly heard a faint sound of hooves, which sounded directly from outside the valley, and soon arrived outside the hut, only to hear a person say loudly: "Fellow martial artists, ask to see Mr. Xian Hu, and ask him to treat the old man." ”

Hu Qingniu gave Song Qingshu a look, Song Qingshu understood, walked to the door, and saw a dark-faced man standing outside the door, holding three horses in his hands, and one person on each of the two horses, with blurred blood stains on his clothes, showing that he was seriously injured. The man had a white cloth tied to his head, and the cloth was also stained with blood, and his right hand was hung in the neck with a bandage, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

Oh, no, Song Qingshu's eyes were sharp, and he swept over the people on the horse again, but found that the calves of the two people were obviously hit by Jinhua.

Mother-in-law Jinhua's thief heart is not dead, Song Qingshu rolled his eyes and sneered, but he had a guess about what kind of turntable Mother-in-law Jinhua played. Then he asked knowingly, and said to the man, "I don't know what happened to this good man?"

The man didn't dare to slack off when he saw that Song Qingshu was a boy, obviously he had a request for help, so he bowed and said hurriedly: "We galloped hundreds of miles, and our lives were on the verge of death, and it was all up to the doctors and immortals to save our lives." ”

Song Qingshu said: "That being the case, please ask Your Excellency's name." ”

The man said: "The three of us are insignificant, so please say that they are the disciples of the head of the Huashan faction." Speaking of this, his body was shaky, he couldn't support it, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When Song Qingshu heard this, his heart was cold, even if these people were talking about lotus flowers, they might have to backfire, if he remembered well, Xian Yutong of the Huashan Sword Sect should be Hu Qingniu's great enemy, I don't know how he dealt with this, so he approached the grass house and said: "Uncle Hu, there are three people outside the door who were seriously injured and came to seek medical treatment, saying that they are the disciples of the head of the Huashan Sect. ”

Hu Qingniu said softly, and sure enough, his expression changed, and he said angrily: "No cure, hurry out!"

Song Qingshu said: "Yes." When he returned to the door, of course, he couldn't say Hu Qingniu's original words recently, but said to the man: "Mr. Hu has some difficulties and is difficult to meet guests, please forgive me." ”

The man frowned, and was about to continue pleading, when a thin man lying on horseback suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand and popped out, only to see the golden light flashing, and with a bang, a small hidden weapon fell at Song Qingshu's feet.

The thin man said: "You take this golden flower to show 'see if you die', and say that the three of us were injured by the owner of the golden flower." The man now came to look for his bad luck, and if he healed our wounds, the three of us stayed here to help him defend against the enemy. Even if the three of us are not good at martial arts, we always have three more helpers. ”

Song Qingshu listened to him speak, far less polite than the first man, or picked up the golden flower on the ground, only to see that the secret weapon was a plum blossom made of gold, the same size as a real plum blossom, and the stamen made of white gold silk was very exquisitely made.

This is the golden flower of Jinhua's mother-in-law, Song Qingshu himself was also deeply affected by it, so he naturally remembered the appearance of this golden flower.

Driving wolves and tigers, this style is indeed very Jinhua mother-in-law, ruthless. Song Qingshu held the golden flower in his hand, and relayed the words of the thin man to Hu Qingniu.

Hu Qingniu looked at the golden flower sent by Song Qingshu, his face was a little heavy, last time the golden flower mother-in-law fell to the bottom, he naturally knew who this golden flower was.

It's not good, but the golden flower mother-in-law is a naked threat.

But as I said before, there is always a trace of arrogance in those who are gods in medical skills, Hu Qingniu is a person who eats soft rather than hard, this thin man speaks ugly, and Hu Qingniu will not get used to him.

Hu Qingniu deliberately said loudly: "The life or death of the three of them has nothing to do with my surname Hu." Whether my Hu Qingniu is dead or alive doesn't have to worry about the three of them. ”

Hu Qingniu said so loudly, people outside naturally heard it, Song Qingshu said in his heart, this is good, I don't need to pass the message, just walked to the door.

With a "wave", the golden flower was thrown by Hu Qingniu's backhand, and it flew out, and when it sounded, it fell to the ground. Song Qingshu has been with him for more than half a month, and he vaguely feels that he knows martial arts.

Then I heard the sound of hooves and the sound of chariots, and a carriage was speeding toward the valley. Song Qingshu looked at the road, and saw that the carriage was galloping very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the door and stopped.

A young man with a pale yellow face stepped out of the saddle, took out a bald old man from the car, and asked, "Is Mr. Butterfly Valley Doctor Xian Hu at home......?"

Before the third sentence was spoken, his body shook a few times, and the bald old man in his hand fell to the ground together. Coincidentally, the two healthy horses pulling the cart were also so tired that they were out of strength, foaming at the mouth, and kneeling down at the same time.

Song Qingshu looked at the two of them like this, and he didn't ask if he was galloping from afar, and he didn't rest on the way, so he was so tired.

Song Qingshu was about to ask,

Suddenly, there were shadows on the mountain road, and four or five people were coming, some limping, some supporting each other, all of them were injured.

Song Qingshu frowned, and without waiting for this cadre to approach, he said loudly: "Mr. Hu has encountered a difficult situation recently and cannot get out, so please find another famous doctor as soon as possible, so as not to delay the injury." ”

When the people approached, they saw clearly that there were five people, all of them with faces as white paper, without any blood, but there were no scars and blood on their bodies, and it seemed that they were all internally injured. The first one was tall and fat, and nodded to the bald old man Jian Jie and the thin man who threw the golden flower, and the three of them smiled bitterly, it turned out that the three groups of people were all acquainted

After a while, everyone obviously couldn't wait, and the man who arrived first and spurted blood from his mouth asked, "Little brother, what is your surname?"

Song Qingshu was also stunned when the big man asked, is he Hu Qingniu's patient, his disciple, or a junior?

At this time, a sentence came from the house: "He is my burning medicine boy, you go, I actually called if I saw death and did not save it, and naturally I also believed in my words, and if I said that I would not save it, I would not save it."

When Song Qingshu heard this, he naturally heard Hu Qingniu's intention to maintain, and his heart warmed.

While Hu Qingniu was talking, three more people arrived, some riding in a car and some on horseback, begging to see Hu Qingniu.

As soon as the smoke slipped away, the people were also together, and no one came after that, Song Qingshu glanced at it, there were thirteen people in total.

Some of the thirteen people pleaded with kind words, and some did not make a sound, but they all grinded and did not leave, and seeing that it was getting late, the thirteen people crowded another thatched hall.

It is also Hu Qingniu who has a lot of grass huts here, otherwise he really can't leave these people behind. Song Qingshu said secretly.

(ps: The characters that appear in this chapter are copied from the characters in Jin Lao's original work, I hope you forgive me)