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"Everyone stop it!"
Nan Baoyi stared at the old doctor with red eyes, "Do you know Jiang Suihan?"
The old man held the white jade medicine pot, raised his eyes and stared at her.
Nan Baoyi knew that he had made the right bet.
When the old man came to check Suisui's pulse for the first time, she felt that his little movements of diagnosing the pulse looked familiar. Later, when she thought about it carefully, she remembered that Jiang Suihan also patted his knees when diagnosing the pulse.
Jiang Suihan may have learned from him.
The old man put the medicine pot on the Eight Immortals table, lowered his eyes and dusted off his robe, and said indifferently: "I heard that the little brat has become the miracle doctor of Shu County?"
"Yes. He has been living in my house these days, and he often diagnoses and treats difficult and complicated diseases for free for the people of Jinguan City. Everyone praises his virtuous name."
The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "The hanging pot helps the world. He has a benevolent heart and a benevolent skill. He is worthy of the name of 'miraculous doctor'."
Nan Baoyi broke away from the two soldiers who were restraining her.
She straightened her skirt, with a cold face, "Since you are his master, you must have better medical skills than him. I believe in your ability to cure diseases and save people. I will try this pot of medicine for my little cousin, okay?"
My little cousin is seriously ill.
If there is something wrong with the concoction, she will never be able to bear the trouble again.
The old man knocked on the table, obviously hesitating.
Nan Baoyi smiled: "Are you afraid that I will die if I drink this pot of medicine? Are you afraid that if I die, Jiang Suihan will blame you?"
"This is an antidote -" the old man stopped talking in time, "This is a prescription for treating fish sores. Of course, drinking it won't kill anyone!"
Perhaps he felt it was shameful to have his medical skills questioned, so he took out a small cup, poured some concoction, and drank it to Nan Baoyi himself.
After finishing the drink, he said: "Since you want to test the medicine, just drink it. You won't die after all."
Nan Baoyi's eyes fell on the pot of concoction.
This old man said that she did not trust him even if he was Jiang Suihan's master.
But, someone has to test the medicine.
Besides
Nan Baoyi's little calculation was making a loud noise.
Let her test the medicine. First, she won¡¯t die.
If the medicine test is successful, she can ask Jiu Qiansui to help her report to the court and accumulate merit. Adding on her previous achievements, she might be rewarded with a title.
You can protect your little cousin.
The thin white fingertips touched the white jade medicine pot.
She drank a whole pot of thick black concoction cleanly.
It¡¯s so bitter!
It is more bitter than the medicine I drank when my knee was injured
She covered her mouth and retched a few times, raised her red eyes, and said reluctantly: "As expected of a master and disciple, the medicine he prepared is so bitter that it makes me tremble"
"Have you ever drank the medicine that brat made?"
"When I injured my knee, I drank for more than a month."
The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Baoyi's knees.
Nan Baoyi drank half a cup of almond tea, which slightly relieved the bitterness between his lips and teeth, and then explained: "My kneecap was shattered before and I had to rest for half a year. Although I don't see a limp when I walk normally, if I run fast, I still can't. You can see the clues.¡±
The old man nodded and warned: "Don't eat anything or drink any medicine today. If you have symptoms of abdominal cramps, it's a normal reaction. I'll come over tomorrow to take your pulse."
He packed up the medicine box and walked a few steps outside the house, then suddenly stopped and looked back.
He said calmly: "If you can survive this test, I will heal your knee for you. I am the only one in the world who can heal it."
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
She watched the old man leave, with unexpected joy in her eyes.
She looked at Ning Wanzhou, "He said he wanted to help me treat my leg injury."
"I'm not deaf."
Ning Wanzhou was disgusted and pulled off gauze and ointment to bandage the wound on his arm.
Seeing that it was difficult for him to move, Nan Baoyi stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."
Ning Wanzhou sat in front of the Eight Immortals table and hesitated: "You?"
"I have seen Brother Jiang bandaging wounds on patients. Some simple skin injuries can still be treated."
Ning Wanzhou felt awkward: "I'm not afraid that you can't handle the wound well, I'm afraid that you will take advantage of me. Don't think about old cows eating young grass."
Nan Baoyi: ""
?????????????????????? Lao Niu? !
she alsoHe is only a few months older than Ning Wanzhou!
Why didn¡¯t he say that Zhuzhu Lao Niu eats young grass? !
So angry!
The action of wiping the blood stains on Ning Wanzhou's arm couldn't help but worsen.
Ning Wanzhou snorted.
Nan Baoyi's movements became more and more rude, "I already have a sweetheart. He is taller, more manly, and more powerful than you! You are just a little carrot head!"
The little carrot head Ning Wanzhou¡¯s face was twisted in pain.
But he thought, he is the young prince of the Duke's mansion, how can he let others laugh at him?
What¡¯s more, the girl in front of me is Nan Baozhu¡¯s biological sister.
She should be told that Ning Wanzhou is an out-and-out man, so that she won't turn him into a joke in front of Nan Baozhu in the future.
So during the process of applying the medicine and bandage, Ning Wanzhou gritted her teeth and did not scream in pain during the whole process.
Nan Baoyi used gauze to tie a bow on his arm.
She raised her eyes.
A large amount of cold sweat rolled down the boy's forehead, ruining his carefully painted makeup.
Her lips were bitten and bled, and she looked dazzling, but her face became even more pale.
He is a noble young man who has never suffered like this.
" Being so stubborn is probably to prevent her and Zhuzhu from looking down upon
Nan Baoyi's view of him has changed a bit.
Ning Wanzhou put down her sleeves, looked back at the tightly closed curtain, and threatened: "Don't tell her about my protection of her today, otherwise, I'll make you look good."
"Why?"
"Just don't tell her."
Ning Wanzhou returned to the bed awkwardly.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
I¡¯m afraid, is he afraid that his little cousin will be worried about his injury?
Although the young master is arrogant, he still has a good heart.
¡°I just don¡¯t know, is his love for his little cousin a childhood sweetheart, or is it purely possessiveness?
For some reason, Nan Baoyi inexplicably expected to be the first.
There are not many men in the world who are willing to get stabbed to protect their little cousin.
Ning Wanzhou is a man!
After lunch, Nan Baoyi felt abdominal cramps.
It¡¯s probably because the concoction you drank has taken effect.
She sat in front of the bronze mirror.
The girl in the mirror has a pale face, pale lips, and a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead. A few strands of black hair stick to her temples, like a small flower after a rainstorm, she is very haggard and pitiful. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com