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Chapter 37 Treatment and Persuasion

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    The broken door of Ji Liang's house was finally opened. The house inside was also dilapidated, but the courtyard was neatly tidied, and even the baskets were neatly placed in the corners.

    Li Minglou, who was sitting on a small stool, looked back and looked at Ji Liang, who sat down in front of him after a busy period.

    "Are we going to start?" she asked.

    Ji Liang ignored her and looked at several large and small needles, as if looking at his beloved son, with gentle and happy eyes: "Which one should I use? Which one should I use this time? It's my first time to sew a little girl's arm.  .¡±

    The first time Fang Er's big hand holding the black umbrella trembled slightly: "Can't you go lie down in the house? It's not convenient for my lady to stay out for too long."

    Ji Liang looked up unhappily at the black umbrella covering his head: "The light in the room is not good, it will be fine soon, you." He called Yuan Ji, who was standing on the other side, "Hold her down."

    Hold it down Yuan Ji took a deep breath and held Li Minglou's shoulders.

    Ji Liang ignored them and continued to look at his medicine box with a smile on his face. After muttering, he finally picked up a thin needle, put on an unknown thin thread, and held down Li Minglou's hand.  arms in front of you.

    The blood was simply wiped away, revealing the turned flesh. The flesh was scary, and the slender needle tip was also scary. The old man squatting at the door also held his breath.

    Ji Liang thought of something and stopped: "The little girl is afraid of pain, but it doesn't hurt." He rolled his eyes and took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box with his other hand, "Sprinkle this and it won't hurt."

    After saying that he was about to fall over, Xiaowan, who was standing silently by the side, rushed over and grabbed his arm: "Dad, what is this?"

    "Anesthetic." Ji Liang said matter-of-factly, "It won't hurt when I use this stitch."

    Xiao Wan¡¯s face turned red and he asked, ¡°Why haven¡¯t you used it for me?¡±

    Yuan Ji looked at the small bowl. Everyone already knew that this boy was sewn up by Ji Liang. He could imagine how painful it would be to have needles flying around people's flesh.

    Yuanji knew about the anesthetic and had used it in the military. It was not very effective and was very expensive. It was dispensable and almost no doctor used it.

    Ji Liang didn¡¯t give it to his son because it was expensive and he couldn¡¯t bear it.  He is his biological son

    Ji Liang said seriously: "You are thick-skinned and thick-skinned, which is different from the little girl." He smiled at Li Minglou again, "And this lady is a guest who comes to seek medical treatment."

    "The guests are noble, so I use more noble medicine. The half-mad man is not stupid, and he understands the ways of the world."

    "You're talking nonsense!" Xiaowan shouted angrily, grabbing the small porcelain bottle in Ji Liang's hand, "This is your new one."

    Ji Liang laughed twice: "You almost died from the pain. I've specially made anesthesia these days, so it won't be painful next time I treat your injury." He looked at Li Minglou again and smiled, "Hello, young lady.  Luck, I can use it just right, so I don¡¯t have to suffer like a small bowl.¡±

    "Dad, I won't let you try your messy medicine on this young lady." Xiaowan said in a hoarse voice, holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand.

    try out

    With a creak, the handle of the black umbrella in Fang's hands seemed to be pinched off, and Yuan Ji's hands also left Li Minglou's shoulders, preparing to fall on Ji Liang's shoulders.

    "What's wrong with the trial? Everything in life, everything starts from the beginning." Ji Liang said, he was also very angry, "You just have this opportunity, why waste it."

    He is not quibbling, but really thinks so. This man is really a madman. In his eyes, is everything just a tool for trial?  Whether it is a pheasant on the mountain or a son or anyone seeking medical treatment.

    "Mr. Ji, I am honored to try your new medicine." Li Minglou stopped Yuan Ji's movements and looked at the young man who stepped aside holding the porcelain bottle. "Xiaowan, I am willing to try it. I believe in your father."  .¡±

    Ji Liang nodded happily and said yes repeatedly.

    The old man squatting at the door shook his head. Although he did not leave, he was in no mood to say a word. Crazy people are all crazy.

    Xiao Wan held the porcelain bottle and lowered his head and refused: "His medicine is useless."

    ¡°How do you know it¡¯s useless if you haven¡¯t tried it!¡± Ji Liang shouted.

    Xiao Wan raised his head and said angrily: "Have I tried too many medicines? Since I was a child, you have asked me to try many useless medicines."

    Ji Liang said calmly: "It's just a little ineffective. Aren't you a good person?"

    Unable to match his father's sharp tongue, Xiaowan only held the porcelain bottle tightly: "You are not allowed to use it for her."

    Li Minglou interrupted the stalemate between father and son: "Xiaowan, you also said that this medicine is useless at best. If it works, I am lucky to avoid pain. If it doesn't work, it will still hurt."

    Xiao Wan hesitated and did not speak.

     "Besides, I'm not in good health and can't stay out for too long." Li Minglou looked down at his bare arms. Although covered by a black umbrella, his arms were gradually turning red, as if blood was spilling out of his skin.

    Xiao Wan was startled and walked over with an uneasy expression.

    Ji Liang stretched out his hand, but the small bowl did not let go of the porcelain bottle: "Is it just an anesthetic?"

    Ji Liang snorted impatiently: "It's just an anesthetic!"

    Ji Liang let go of the small bowl, grabbed the porcelain bottle, and neatly sprinkled the powder on Li Minglou's arm. Then he fiddled with the medicine box and began to sew. The moment the needle passed through the skin, Li Minglou  Her body trembled and shrank, but fortunately Yuanji held her down.

    ¡°It seems like bad luck, the anesthetic didn¡¯t work.¡± Li Minglou said to Xiaowan.

    Her voice trembled, as if she was laughing, but in fact it was painful. Xiaowan knew it, and suddenly squatted down beside her and put his hand into her other hand.

    Li Ming, who was out of control, subconsciously held this hand, as if he had found the source of strength, and grasped it tightly.

    Xiao Wan bared his teeth and was about to cry out in pain. The moment the sound came out, he stuffed his other fist into his mouth and bit it back. Fang Er looked at him and held the black umbrella tightly to prevent any sunlight from falling on Li Minglou.

    The small courtyard was peaceful and quiet. The old man did not dare to look here. He squatted at the door with his back turned. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of needles and threads running through the flesh, which made his teeth sore and his whole body numb.

    Crazy people are all crazy people.

    After the last thread was cut, Ji Liang looked at the stitched wound on his arm and was still filled with emotion. His eyes finally saw the scars exposed on the skin after wiping away the blood.

    "How about digging this out first and then sewing it up?" he said enthusiastically, reaching into the medicine box and taking out a knife.

    "This probably won't work." Li Minglou said in a weak voice.

    Yuan Ji covered Li Minglou¡¯s arm with the clothes he took off, and at the same time knocked away the knife held by Ji Liang.

    "Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it." Ji Liang was very regretful and looked at Li Minglou trying to persuade him.

    It was only at this time that his eyes were willing to move to Li Minglou.

    "Is it the same on your face? Let me see."

    Fang Er pressed the black umbrella and squeezed away Ji Liang who was about to lift Li Minglou's hood.

    "Mr. Ji, thank you very much. I have no strength today and I can't survive any further treatment." Li Minglou explained politely and slowly leaned on Yuan Ji.

    Looking at Fang Er and Yuan Ji who were looking at them eagerly, Ji Liang had no choice but to give up.

    ¡°Don¡¯t rush, don¡¯t rush, I¡¯ll take a look when you have strength tomorrow.¡± He did not forget to remind Li Minglou to keep his word.

    Li Minglou said: "Sir, my matter is not urgent. I just want to ask you to go to Jiannan Road."

    Ji Liang said, but this time he did not refuse immediately.

    "The barbarians in the southwestern part of Jiannan Road were in rebellion. Many of the soldiers were injured, and they were shot with swords and arrows" Li Minglou said.

    Before he finished speaking, Ji Liang sat up straight.

    "How many?" He breathed rapidly, "How many?"

    Yuanji said: "Many, not only our soldiers were injured, but the barbarians suffered even more casualties."

    Ji Liang stood up and called Xiaowan: "Pack your things, let's go to Jiannan Road." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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