The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

In the room, Bai Nian was holding the medicine, and Lao San quietly moved away the cabinet for miscellaneous items and dug out the obviously loose stone tiles on the floor. Underneath was a wooden board, which was gently removed to create a black hole that only allowed one person to pass through. It appeared in front of you.

The third child lit the fire, climbed down the ladder carefully, and soon a light came on below. The third child returned and took the medicine handed over by Bai Nian.

Bai Nian also came down, and Zhang Shan jumped down after him.

The candlelight swayed slightly, and the air was filled with a strong medicinal smell.

Zhang Shan looked forward and saw a person lying quietly on a bed not far away.

The man's face was flushed, his cheeks were sunken, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his lips were tightly pursed, and his lips were bright red, like a delicate sick beauty.

It was obviously Bai Yu and seemed to be running a high fever.

Zhang Shan lowered his eyes. From being so glamorous to being so desolate, the huge gap is always easy to shock people's hearts.

The injured person was not Old Man Zhang, and we didn’t know where he was or what his condition was.

Zhang Shan looked at Bai Yu, his eyes were deep, immortality? Does it really exist?

Bai Nian's face was heavy, with uncontrollable sadness on his face. He took a step forward and called in a low voice: "Young Master, Young Master, get up and take medicine, Young Master."

The third child also called softly: "Sir, it's time to drink medicine."

After calling for a while, Bai Yu's eye sockets moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyelids, turning his eyes to look at Bai Nian and Lao San, and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "You are here."

"Meow."

Zhang Shan screamed softly and jumped to the bed so that he could see her.

Bai Yu heard a cat meow and saw Zhang Shan appear in front of him, his eyes glowing golden-green.

He looked at the civet cat in front of him for a while and then said: "Uncle Zhang's cat?"

Zhang Shan rubbed his hand and shouted in response.

Bai Nian came forward and helped Bai Yu up, letting him lean slightly against the wall. He took the medicine from Lao San and stirred the dark medicine with a spoon. When the medicine was warmer and cool, he fed Bai Yu spoonful by spoonful.

Bai Yu looked sluggish, opened her mouth slightly, and swallowed with difficulty. It took a while to swallow.

Zhang Shan saw a blood stain on the shirt in front of his chest, and he could see that there was a bandage tied inside.

I stepped forward and smelled it, and there was a rotten smell.

Rotten meat should be removed, otherwise lesions and bacterial infections may easily occur, leading to further rot.

His injury was at the heart. The wound might be deep and it would be more dangerous to remove it directly.

But now people's faces are red and their wounds are ulcerated, which are obviously symptoms of bacterial infection, which may lead to death in severe cases.

Zhang Shan opened the mall, clicked on the medicine column, and looked at the large number of medicines. Only the first few rows were available for purchase, and the rest were all gray. It was poor.

According to her limited common sense, the treatment should first be to reduce the fever, then remove the rotten flesh, give an injection to prevent fever and bacterial infection again, and supplement nutrition to promote the growth of new flesh.

There are antipyretics to reduce fever, but removal of carrion and follow-up treatment are the key.

In fact, she could directly purchase the Rejuvenation Pill, which contains human flesh and bones, and avoid the complicated steps of follow-up treatment.

But the carrion still has to be picked. How to convince them?

How do you make them believe that your elixir is so powerful?

You can’t “talk” and reveal your biggest secrets, right?

They fight to the death for the treasure. If they know the existence of the system, will they become the second "treasure"?

Maybe they want to kill the cat to get the treasure?

Although I don’t know whether the system will be stripped off and bound to the nearest place after death.

Zhang Shan believes in their character, but does not believe in human greed and humanity. Who can sit still in the face of absolute interests?

Zhang Shan, who was a man in his previous life, firmly believed this.

I need to find a spokesperson!

Zhang Shan thought of Li Zhichu and wondered if that guy was still there.

Although Bai Yu felt a little more energetic after drinking the medicine, you could still see that his face was full of exhaustion and he didn't even have the energy or energy to speak.

The two of them helped him change his medicine, and then told him about the situation outside and that they would find a miracle doctor to treat him. They told him not to worry, and then helped him lie down to rest.

Zhang Shan rubbed his hand again, glanced at him, and left with the two of them.

The night recedes and the sky becomes white.

After everyone had breakfast, they all went about their own work. The second sister cleaned up the house, the third brother went to sell pork, and Bai Nian went to kill pigs for Uncle Zhao.

Zhang Shan watched them leave and disappeared in a flash.

After jumping around on the rooftops for about half an hour, we arrived at the Chenghuang Temple.

After looking around, Li Zhichu was indeed not here. I had never asked him where he lived before. He might have left the city and gone to practice some martial arts in a deep mountain forest.

I had to find another target.

Zhang Shan wandered around the streets and alleys, looking for kind-hearted and kind-hearted people who helped people in need.

After searching for three days in a row, there was not a single good-hearted person who met the requirements. If I delay for another day, it will be more dangerous. If I can't find it again, the banquet will probably be held when I get back. I wonder if she can be served?

Zhang Shan passed by an alley, and suddenly a commotion broke out below.

An old man suddenly fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching.

People surrounded him, some watching the excitement and others pretending to be concerned, but no one dared to help him.

A young man passed by on the roadside. He saw the crowd gathering and came to watch the excitement. When he saw the person lying on the ground, his eyes suddenly changed and he got in and shook the old man.

The young man said anxiously: "Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang? What's wrong with you? Chen Fangshi, Chen Fangshi! Please show Uncle Huang quickly!"

He got into the crowd and pulled out a little old man with prominent cheekbones and slightly sunken cheeks.

A passerby responded: "Yes, yes, Brother Erniu, let me take a look. Uncle Huang's illness looks serious!"

The little old man was pulled out reluctantly and looked at Uncle Huang with a slight embarrassment on his face.

He looked at the patient, dumbfounded for a moment, then stretched out his hand to pinch the middle of Mr. Huang's body. When he couldn't pinch the middle of the body, he pinched the tiger's mouth. The tiger's mouth was almost purple, but the patient showed no improvement at all.

The little old man retracted his hand nonchalantly. He did not dare to say that he had no medical skills, nor could he leave the patient alone. He said coquettishly: "He must be having an epileptic seizure. Send him to the hospital quickly."

The young man immediately picked up Uncle Huang and ran to the hospital, followed closely by the melon-eating crowd.

The doctor at the medical center was startled when he saw a large group of people pouring in. He thought they were here to destroy the medical center.

Fortunately, they got out of the way. A young man carried an old man on his back and walked through the crowd to the doctor and asked him to treat him. This way, misunderstanding was avoided.

As soon as the doctor looked at the patient, he hurriedly said to the young man: "Hey! Young man, put the uncle down quickly! This is an epileptic seizure. It is not appropriate to move the patient. The tiger's mouth is pinched purple. Put him on the bed quickly and I will give him acupuncture."

The doctor gave Uncle Huang an injection. After a while, Uncle Huang's convulsions became less severe. After a while, Uncle Huang stopped convulsing and foaming at the mouth, and his mental state improved a lot.

The doctor prescribed some medicine and told the young man that it was useless to pinch the person's middle and the tiger's mouth during an epileptic seizure. He should try not to move the patient, seek medical attention in time, pay attention to his diet, etc.

The little old man who witnessed the whole process was so ashamed that he felt ashamed and left alone before the crowd dispersed.

Zhang Shan followed the little old man all the way and saw him turn into an alley and come to a small courtyard. He opened the door and walked in.