Iron Cross Fire

Just then, Bai Lin couldn't stand it anymore, walked up quickly, and said to Sun Haocheng: "You can't hit people. My master is not here, we can treat her."

"Yes, yes..."

After the voice fell, Ye He nodded repeatedly, his face full of flattery: "We can treat her." After learning medical skills from Mr. Shuiyue for several years, Ye He was still somewhat confident. It was just a typhoid fever, which could be easily cured.

You treat it?

Sun Haocheng squinted his eyes, looked at Ye He and Bai Lin, and then raised his hand. The big man immediately let go of Ye He.

Cough cough...

Ye He coughed a few times, almost out of breath just now, and then politely said to Sun Haocheng: "Please bring her into the house."

Sun Haocheng nodded and put Sun Wan'er on the bamboo bed inside.

Ye He and Bai Lin walked over quickly and checked Sun Wan'er's condition together.

"Brother." Bai Lin frowned slightly and whispered to Ye He: "She is so cold, it should be that the cold has penetrated into her bones. It may be troublesome to cure her."

Ye He looked confident: "It's okay, there are enough herbs in the pharmacy, as long as we follow the master's teachings, we can cure her soon."

"Hey!"

Seeing the two people whispering, Sun Haocheng looked impatient: "Can you two do it?" He clearly saw that his sister Sun Wan'er's condition was getting worse and worse, and he was already anxious.

"Yes, of course!" Ye He nodded repeatedly, his face full of flattery: "Master, don't worry, I will prepare medicine for the young lady right away."

As he said, he gestured to Bai Lin.

Bai Lin didn't dare to delay, and hurried to the warehouse behind to get the medicine, and then put it in the medicine pot in order and began to boil it. After doing all this, he got a hot towel and applied it on Sun Wan'er's forehead.

Yue Feng stood outside, watching quietly, with a bit of approval in his eyes.

It seems that Mr. Shuiyue has some accomplishments in medical skills, and the two disciples he taught are also good.

But the next second, seeing the medicinal materials that Bai Lin brought, Yue Feng couldn't help but frown secretly.

Ice hay?

Ice hay has a cold property and can absorb the cold air in the human body. It is indeed effective in treating typhoid fever. However, that is only for patients who have just been infected with typhoid fever. Sun Wan'er in front of her has been infected for several days, and the cold air has penetrated into her bones. In this case, using ice hay again may be counterproductive.

Thinking of this, Yue Feng wanted to remind her, but it was too late. At this time, the medicine was almost boiled.

"The medicine is boiled."

At this time, Ye He smiled, poured the soup into a bowl, and gave it to Bai Lin to feed Sun Wan'er.

"Is your medicine okay?" Sun Haocheng asked expressionlessly.

Ye He said flatteringly: "Master, don't worry. This medicine was created by my master. It is specially used to treat typhoid fever. There has never been any problem. Keep the medicine until the disease is cured."

When saying this, Ye He subconsciously straightened his back and his face was full of confidence.

Hearing this, Sun Haocheng breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Sun Wan'er had finished a bowl of medicine. For a moment, the room was silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Sun Wan'er, waiting for her reaction.

"Um..."

After more than ten seconds, Sun Wan'er suddenly trembled, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and then she trembled continuously.

Sun Haocheng's face changed: "Little sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother!" Sun Wan'er's forehead was full of cold sweat, and she trembled when she spoke: "Cold, I'm so...cold!" As soon as she finished saying this, Sun Wan'er closed her eyes and fainted directly.

She saw that her face was pale, and as her body became colder and colder, a thin layer of ice had formed on her skin...

Damn!

Sun Haocheng was instantly furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Ye He: "You bastard, are you going to kill my sister?" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped him.

Snap!

Sun Haocheng used almost all his strength in this slap, and there was a crisp sound. Ye He screamed and flew several meters away. Half of his face showed a five-finger mark, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

"This..." Ye He covered his face, and he was dumbfounded, wanting to cry but not tears.

What's going on? I clearly did it according to the master's instructions, and the medicinal formula was correct.

Bai Lin next to him was also confused, standing there blankly, at a loss.

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