A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wu Dahu didn't make Song Qinghan wait for too long, he slowly opened his eyes when the sunlight became more dazzling, and when he saw Song Qinghan's smiling face, he felt relieved, and suddenly put his hand Let go, subconsciously said: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Seeing that he comforted himself as soon as he woke up, Song Qinghan smiled deeper, struggled to stand up, patted the snow on his body, and after making sure that the box on his body did not fall off, he said relaxedly: "You can go home, your solution The medicine is finally available."

It didn't take long for them to walk out when they ran into the head of the family.

When the eldest master saw him, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, but when he saw the two holding hands, he paused and suppressed his expression.

"Doctor Song is going back? Is Goudan still alive?"

Goudan's female father looked at Goudan covered in scars, disregarded the rules, and asked Song Qinghan before the head of the family could speak.

Seeing that Goudan lowered his head, Song Qinghan suddenly smiled and said, "How could it be hopeless? Continue to follow the method I said, don't be soft-hearted, and you can quit in three months at the latest."

Hearing this, both Goudan and his female father had expressions of excitement on their faces, they looked at each other, nodded and said, "We will definitely persevere, thank you Doctor Song!"

Song Qinghan nodded, before leaving, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked, "Your house has been destroyed, do you want to go back?"

The head of the family looked at the snow-capped mountains that were as calm as before, with a look of determination in his eyes, and said affirmatively: "The mission has been inherited. No matter what, we will complete it. As for whether the next generation is willing to take over, it is up to them to choose."

After saying this, his face suddenly softened, and he said slowly: "Besides, the house is nothing. This time, we can use the method you told us."

Song Qinghan was stunned for a moment, smiled and said "hmm", clasped his fists together and said, "Then let's leave here and see you later if there is a chance!"

A look of reluctance flashed in the eyes of the head of the family, but he still smiled and said: "Okay! Have a good trip!"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, the head of the family sighed secretly.

Suddenly a little boy popped up beside him, raised his head curiously and asked, "Leader, if you like, just keep him! There are so many of us, can't we beat one person!"

The head of the family tightened his heart, and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. Seeing that Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan didn't hear him, he was relieved, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about, boy! What do you like or not, while playing go!"

The little hairy head was gently pushed by the big master, and he patted his head. Seeing that the big master glared at him, he ran away with a smile.

After he left, the head of the family put his hands behind his back, looked at Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan who had turned into black spots with emotion, and said softly: "What's the use of staying, what's not yours is destined not to belong to you."

Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan walked to the small town, bought a carriage, prepared dry food and water, and started walking back.

Song Qinghan carefully took out the box in his bosom, opened it for a glance, counted roughly, and said a little dumbfounded: "I actually picked so many iceberg snow lotus with that hand, this time it was really rewarding, not only can I return it The two flowers of Shangguan Lingyu can still be sold with three flowers, so there is no need to worry about money in a short time."

Wu Dahu carefully helped him pull the broken hair behind his ears, and said softly: "This is all in exchange for life, when the time comes, ask Dr. Shi, if we can keep it, we will keep it ourselves, there is no need to take this In exchange for money, the money is enough for the time being, not to mention that we are going to Beijing soon, and there will be someone responsible for our board and lodging at that time."

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan was right when he thought about it. After all, money is not as rare as Bingshan Snow Lotus.

After the carriage drove for a while, Song Qinghan suddenly felt his body lighten up, and a small floating spot of light appeared in front of him, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

His body went hot and cold, making his brain a little dazed, as if he didn't understand what was wrong with him.

Wu Dahu was driving in front, and suddenly felt something was wrong with the movement behind him. He turned his head to look, his heart tightened, he reined in his horse and stopped, got into the carriage and hugged Song Qinghan who was curled up in a ball.

The whites of Song Qinghan's eyes were mostly turned out, and there was a strange sound from his mouth, which seemed to be meaningless babbling, and sweat dripped from his forehead, flowing down his neck, wetting his clothes.

Fortunately, Wu Dahu had seen Song Qinghan's drug addiction before, so he didn't feel flustered. He carried Song Qinghan out of the carriage and spread his cloak on the floor so that Song Qinghan could lie down on it.

I don't know how long it took, Song Qinghan's face became paler, and although his eyes regained a little brilliance, he looked even more tired. He grabbed Wu Dahu's shoulders with both hands, and murmured: "It's so painful, I'm so tired." It's really painful, I can't resist my body, really..."

Seeing his hands tightening gradually, Wu Dahu endured the pain in his body, slowly wiped off his sweat, and comforted him: "Take it easy, take it easy, you can do it, you can heal others, and you can also heal yourself." Get over it, sweetie..."

Song Qinghan sobbed suddenly, put his head on Wu Dahu's shoulder, and said sadly: "You don't understand, it's really uncomfortable, headache, stomachache, and pain all over the body, although I know it's the nervous system. , but I still can't bear it, it hurts too much..."

Wu Dahu's heart ached from his crying, and he stretched out his arms to hug him, making him feel the warmth of his body, and said softly: "If it hurts, then cry out, and cry for a while, it will be fine. Thinking of Xiao Shitou, he must not want to see his female father in such pain, right?"

After the two leaned against the side of the road and tossed about for a while, Song Qinghan finally regained his composure, but his inner clothes were also soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the water would come out with a hard twist.

Song Qinghan returned to the carriage, changed his clothes, rubbed his temples wearily, saw Wu Dahu looking at him with concern, forced a smile, and said slowly: "It's okay, let's continue on the road, don't let Xiao Shitou and the others wait for a long time .”

Immediately after moving again, Song Qinghan looked at the nail prints in his palm with a complicated expression on his face.

As he said before, as a doctor, he knows that drug addiction occurs through the nervous system, but he still has no ability to resist. Even, for a moment, the idea of ​​taking that powder again appeared in his mind .

He is almost certain now that the packet of powder that Qin Sanmu gave him must have been tampered with, whether it was purified or processed, so that he could have such a serious addictive reaction after only one time. .

Wu Dahu was right, Xiao Shitou definitely didn't want to see him limp on the ground without any image like just now, like a boiled shrimp, desperate and sad.

Thinking of Xiao Shitou's cute face, Song Qinghan tightened his trembling fists.

He can definitely get rid of drug addiction on his own, for sure!

On the way, Song Qinghan became addicted to drugs again, this time it was more painful than last time, he slammed into the car pillar again and again in hallucinations, after Wu Dahu hugged him, he even opened his mouth and bit hard Take a look at Wu Dahu, if it wasn't for Wu Dahu's rough skin and thick flesh, he might have ripped off a piece of flesh.

Although neither of them said anything, Wu Dahu's eyes were stained with worry.

I learned from the big master before that Song Qinghan can cure this disease, so Wu Dahu was not too worried, but looking at Song Qinghan's drug addiction episodes these few times, I found that the saying "doctors don't heal themselves" is true. Yes, knowing how to heal and treating yourself are two completely different things.

Finally, before the heartbroken grass in Wu Dahu's body broke out, the two finally arrived at the familiar yard.

When Hualien opened the gate of the courtyard and saw the faces of the two of them, she couldn't help showing excitement on her dull face all the year round, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, young master, you are back..."

Neither Wu Dahu nor Song Qinghan looked pretty, so he didn't ask any more questions, and hurried to help them prepare hot water for a bath.

Fortunately, Yuan Wenxuan was also at home, so Song Qinghan handed him Bingshan Snow Lotus, and asked him to take it to Huichuntang to make an antidote, and then stayed at home with Wu Dahu for a while to rest.

After the two took a bath one after another, Yuan Wenxuan hadn't returned yet, but Guan Lingyu came to the door.

When he saw the intact Song Qinghan, his eyes were complicated, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, and subconsciously said: "You actually found the iceberg snow lotus?! Or who sold it to you?"

Song Qinghan smiled lightly, handed the iceberg snow lotus that he had prepared together with the box to Guan Lingyu, and said slowly: "Although I didn't borrow your iceberg snow lotus, as a thank you for the previous petal, this You take it."

Guan Lingyu was so angry that he turned around and wanted to leave. After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and grabbed the box in his hand, and left without saying a word.

Song Qinghan shook his head, and when he heard the sound of a heavy object falling from the room, his heart tensed, and he ran in quickly. When he saw Wu Dahu lying unconscious on the ground with his eyes closed, he quickly reached out and grabbed him Moved to the bed, while wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he looked at the door, anxiously waiting for Yuan Wenxuan's figure to appear.

Fortunately, Yuan Wenxuan didn't keep them waiting for too long, but within half a stick of incense, he ran in from the gate, holding a small box in his hand.

Song Qinghan hurriedly took the chubby antidote from Yuan Wenxuan, opened Wu Dahu's tense mandible, and fed it with warm water.

After Wu Dahu took the antidote, after half a stick of incense, his body curled up in pain. Fortunately, Song Qinghan knew that this was a normal reaction to detoxification, so he didn't panic, and helped him cover the quilt until he was tired from tossing. He wiped off the sweat on his body, climbed into bed, and fell asleep with his clothes on.