Da Deyun

At dawn on the fifth day, the doctor went to the back house of the clinic and delivered No. 13 decoctions during the five days.

All the patients are sick and broken, and their breathing is weak, and even a slight movement will hurt their lives. There is no way to try the medicine and measure the prescription; the best way is to use local materials to develop wound medicine, and take the symptoms and diseases of later generations In the same way, use the prescription to treat the epidemic, and improve the prescription according to different reactions until all the loopholes are perfected.

This is the No.13 decoction. The people in it have been tortured repeatedly for the past two days. Sometimes their chests are torn apart like fire, and they clenched their fists and beat the wall with blood; It was so cold that he wanted to fall into the icy lake, curled up on the ground and clenched his collar tightly, biting the corners of his lips to bleed.But no matter how painful it is, no matter how much life is worse than death, this man still insists on it, and has no intention of giving up at all; the doctor sometimes feels strange when he sees him.This person, when he got sick, was extremely miserable, and he was persistent, but when he was sane, there were tears.

After drinking this decoction, the doctor stood guard outside the door, listening to the sound of the body falling and curling up inside, and then he couldn't help but let out a dull painful sound.

The doctor lowered his head reluctantly, and after a quarter of an hour, the sound inside stopped; he didn't know whether it was good or bad, the doctor immediately pushed the door open and walked into the room.

The man leaned on his chest, was sweating profusely, and was panting heavily. His whole body was as weak as if his skin had been peeled off, but he stood up with support and smiled weakly at the doctor. .Nodding his head, he fell down...

There is a good cure for the epidemic, and a big stone in my heart has fallen. The doctors all over the city immediately gathered all the medicinal materials, and the medicinal soup in the city was full of bitterness, but everyone was really happy, and all this was finally over.

Although the epidemic was controlled in time and there was no excessive infection, after all, human life is at stake, and with this incident, one cannot sit back and relax.

Yuxi was dying at this time, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids, because no one could get close, the petals of the tung flower on the side of the ear have been scattered, only the stamens are left, and the fragrance on the side of the pillow has also faded. She thought she would disappear into the air like this.

In the evening, she drank the medicinal soup, and suffered another burst of torment that would make life worse than death, but it was just that her hands no longer had the strength to clenched tightly. .Shen Shen fell asleep, only felt that someone beside her was wiping her sweat, and there was a low sobbing sound, it should be the mother, why did she come, maybe I really have to leave.

It was already night when Yuxi woke up. When Yuxi opened her eyes, she was hazy for a while, and her eyes gradually became clear. She only felt that the bedding in the room was completely new, and the clothes on her body were also made of new materials. Her body was clean and comfortable, and it was clear that she had been scrubbed. It's not hard to breathe anymore...

Wait, she stretched out her hand, waved it in front of her eyes, and confirmed it several times before realizing that her eyes were fine... okay?alright!I am cured!

She smiled, covered her chest and cried, feeling very happy and crying.

The mother came into the house with the food and hurriedly supported her, her eyes were red, she said: "Girl, you woke up... Do you feel uncomfortable? Are you hungry? Mother brought you porridge..."

She hadn't seen her mother since she got sick, and now she felt sore when she saw this, and she began to sob softly while hugging her mother.Mother coaxed her, patted her back to comfort her, and then fed her porridge and soup, and she was considered obedient.

It was supposed to be resting, but it suddenly seemed to remind me of something, and I pulled my mother and asked where was the mahogany box next to the bed?

My mother was packing up the things on the table, and she said casually: "Everything in your room is sick, which is unlucky, so I will replace them all. Later, mother will buy you whatever you want, any kind of wood. There are boxes."

"Where did you throw it away!" Yuxi was so anxious that she burst into tears, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt.Eyes red with anxiety, said: "I want that! I want that!"

"Don't move!" Mother hurriedly held her down to comfort her, although she didn't quite understand why she cared so much about that mahogany box, she said, "Okay, okay, I'll find it for you."

Everything that has touched the disease must be burned to prevent further infection, and those things must not be kept.

Yuxi burst into tears.Pulling his mother and begging: "Mother... you go, go! Don't burn it, go quickly..."

Seeing that she was really distressed, the mother immediately agreed, took the things and left the courtyard.

Yuxi was flustered and didn't know what to do, but there was only one, what if it really burned!

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the servant girl entered the house with the mahogany box that had been cleaned countless times with medicine and handed it to Yuxi.

There is no tung flower fragrance on it, it is full of medicinal smell, and the tung flower inside is gone.But Yuxi smiled picturesquely while holding the box, and she was satisfied from the bottom of her heart; it doesn't matter if the flowers are gone. .Just pick it up.

The box is like a lock, unlocking the memory that was originally intended to be buried in the earth, and now it has been reborn, and it is naturally the little baby in her heart.

Thinking of the hug that night, she lowered her head, and her eyes turned red unconsciously. He must have felt extremely uncomfortable after saying such a heavy word.No matter how he plays and laughs on weekdays, there is always a little loneliness and loneliness in his starry eyes. He is a person who thinks a lot, and he doesn't like to talk to others. He just stays there, silent It seems lifeless.

Yuxi closed her eyes, suppressed her soreness, hugged the mahogany box in her arms and rubbed the Deyun emblem on it, and gradually fell asleep, she wanted to get better, she wanted to see him early, and told him that the tung flower that night was really true. It's very fragrant.

The epidemic situation in Beijing has been brought under control. .The patient gradually recovered after taking the decoction, and the imperial court would also arrange for the prescription and medicinal materials to be delivered, and the accompanying soldiers and horses were naturally arranged by the second master.

After dealing with these matters, the second master was not in a hurry to go home to have dinner with Yang Jiu, and asked the coachman to go back to Pingxi Palace.

After getting out of the car, I went straight to the backyard, turned around the garden and went to the guest courtyard. This is a quiet residence, with a pond at the gate and bamboo in the yard, and flowers blooming around it is the time for spring.

The second master entered the yard, walked to the inner room, pushed the door open, and the smell of medicine made him frown from a distance; I don't know if it is true that the husband and wife are one, the two have been together for a long time, many of his actions are similar to Yang Jiu .

There was a thin young man sleeping on the bed in the room, who seemed to be even more emaciated due to injuries.

"Brother Braid." He twitched the corner of his mouth and shouted.

The second master lifted his robe, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at him with a look of resentment, and said casually: "The prescription is effective, she is cured."

His brows and eyes finally filled with a smile, and he muttered in a low voice: "That's good..."

"Old Qin." The second master put on a mocking look and deliberately laughed at him: "I didn't realize that you are so capable of saving your life before..."

That day he went to the military camp to look for the second master, and he made it clear in a few words that he wanted to be the person who tested the medicine; the doctor has his own way to test the medicine, and living is the most direct, ruthless and stupid kind, but he said to go.

Naturally, Yun Lei would not agree. This is also a younger brother who grew up watching him. He is about the same age as Da Lin, and he is also a child. Who is Baoer who was not raised by his parents, why would he take this risk?Let alone whether he can survive the torture, the test medicine is three-point poisonous, and if it hurts his life, how will he face the elders of the Qin family in the future?

But Qin Xiaoxian said: "Brother, I need your help so that no one in the academy and family will know about it; even if you don't help, I will go."

Yun Lei could only agree, seeing him suffer so much every day but he was helpless, and now that he finally survived, he was temporarily placed in the palace; See what high incense I burn and I am still alive.

When I got home, I heard Yang Jiu unintentionally mentioned that it was a gift to Yuxi for someone else, and he understood it immediately after picking up the head; this young master Qin is so courageous. .The hero of righteousness, obviously ate the forbidden fruit, and became obsessed with red eyes.

Old Qin's head was lowered, like a quiet and well-behaved child, there seemed to be a touch of tenderness on his lips: "There is nothing to cherish in life..."

The second master paused for a while, and then hung his brows with worry.Looking at this stubborn child, he didn't know what to say about him, so he was annoyed and laughed: "It's nice to say, but why are you scared of him? That's all he has to offer!"

He raised his head and smiled at Second Master, showing his neat teeth, with curved eyebrows and eyes, in an ordinary tone as if he was talking about what he had for dinner, met Second Master's gaze, and said sweetly: "She doesn't like me .”

What is life worth cherishing. .Where is she cute.

But, she doesn't like me.

The second master fell silent for a moment, unable to utter a word, just looked at him like this, sizing up his pale and haggard outline, as if he had never seen through the boy who was five or six years younger than himself before him.

"Is it worth it?" Second Master said.

He said: "The moon is bright in Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty is at the pass, and the moon shadow is as clear as a stream tonight."

Whether it is worth it or not, I am afraid that what I give is not good enough.

The second master felt a little sour, turned away his face and closed his eyes; when he turned around again, he put on a warm smile, teasing him: "Qin Shi Ming Yue Han Shi Guan, the next sentence is this What did you say? When you go back to the academy, I will ask the teacher to punish you! Every day, what a busy day."

Old Qin Yile didn't care too much.

When I go back to the academy, Tung Blossom will be defeated...~.