Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The guards and the yamen of the Bai family also fell to the ground clutching their chests. The symptoms were milder. They turned their heads away from the stench, and threw up with a "vomit" sound when they bent over.

So this section of the road, which was not smelly, stinks even more.

Zhou Man took out his mask from the medicine box and put it on. Zheng Gu also took out his mask and took out a spare for everyone.

Zhou Man looked over and said, "You actually have spares. Next time, I will prepare more cakes for you."

Zheng Gu said: "My wife prepared it for me."

Zhou Man gave him a thumbs up, then opened the medicine box and grabbed several medicines and handed them to Zheng Gu, "This is for our people."

He picked up a few other medicinal herbs and wrapped them in paper, "This is for them, but do we have medicine jars?"

Zheng Gu looked at Zhou Man innocently, and finally Daji found a kettle in the belly of the car, which was for Zhou Man to boil water for tea.

A few good guards went to pick up firewood to boil water, or to carry their own people out of it...

By the time they lifted their people to one side, the stench was almost gone, and fewer people vomited, but most of them were weak in their hands and feet, let alone run, and couldn't even stand up.

The guards hesitated with the rope in their hands, "Brother Daji, do you still need to tie it like this?"

"Tied!" Daji's face sank when he thought of their discussion just now, "Tied to death, so that they can't escape even if they regain their strength."

Since they were trying to kill Zhou Man, why are they polite?

"Yes!"

Zhou Man first gave the guards acupuncture, relieved their symptoms, and then carefully recorded their pulse, "Actually, this medicine can be improved a little more, it should reduce the symptoms of vomiting and make people feel faster. Powerless."

Guards:  …

The yamen was even more frightened and couldn't help saying: "Master Zhou, can you prepare some antidote in advance next time?"

Zhou Man nodded again and again, "This is my negligence, because I basically can't use these medicines, so I gave the antidote to others. Next time I have to bring some myself, just in case."

Although medicinal herbs for detoxification are very common, it is too troublesome to have to boil them in such a situation.

The yamen and the guards swallowed nervously. Zheng Gu asked curiously while burning the fire and boiling the medicine: "Master, since you can't use this medicine, why do you carry it with you?"

Zhou Man paused for a while and then said: "When I go out, I originally wanted to be prepared, but I have gone out so many times, and this thing has really never been used."

She defended: "They are in the travel bag. If there are not too many of them, we can't beat them. I can't remember this thing in my travel bag for a while."

Zheng Gu didn't doubt, but got excited, his eyes lit up, "This is fate, Master, isn't there a lot of this kind of medicine in Jianghu? My father also lied to me, saying that the most common sweating medicine in Jianghu is very harmful. , if the dosage is not careful, it is easy to confuse people or kill them.”

Zhou Man: "...your father is right."

On Thursday, Lang also encountered Mongolian sweat medicine when he was in business, and brought it back to her to see. She has studied it, and good Mongolian sweat medicine has such problems, not to mention bad Mongolian sweat medicine. , accidentally kills people.

She said: "My stinky medicine powder is actually a different kind of drug. When a very small amount is inhaled, the effect is similar to that of Mongolian sweat medicine. However, my medicine is much safer than Mongolian sweat medicine. Even if you inhale too much, you will feel dizzy, and it's just vomiting and diarrhea. Unless a person is weak, he will not die."

Can all come to be bandits, can there be weak people?

There really is.

Daji asked someone to carry someone up, "Miss, come and take a look, he seems to be dying."

This person was tied and led down from the mountain by Zhou Man and the others. At this time, he was lying on the ground and snorting lightly from time to time. His face was already blue, and he looked like he was breathing a lot and not breathing in.

Zhou Man was startled, "Why is this person so serious? You stuffed the powder in his nose?"

Daji: "...I don't, but this person looks weaker."

Zhou Man had already taken the needle bag over, and he ripped open his clothes to expose his chest and stabbed the needle.

After a few stitches, his face was not so pale, but he still couldn't wake up.

Zhou Man touched his pulse, frowned slightly, and grabbed his hand to see that there were calluses on the side of his middle finger and the third section of his index finger, and the rest of his fingers were smooth, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. "Scribe."

The scribes came to rob?

Daji also looked at each other carefully, and said after a while: "Miss, this seems to be the person called 'Mr. Fu' by the bandits."

Zhou Man immediately touched his body, and finally took out a sachet, which Jiulan made for her, but the incense in the sachet was made by herself.

Zhou Man put the sachet on the tip of his nose, and urged Zheng Gu, "Boil the medicine, this can't be dead, he's probably a big fish."

Even if she somehow guessed why she was attacked, she still wanted to make a confession. It would be better if there was evidence.

As soon as Zheng Gu heard this, he immediately fanned the air vigorously, making the fire a little bigger.

Saving people is like putting out a fire. It's too late to boil it slowly, so although the efficacy of the medicine will be a little bad, but save the life first.

After the medicine was boiled, Zhou Man first took half a bowl to cool it down, and then poured it into the "Mr. Fu". When his face was a little better, he went to see the bandits who were thrown by the roadside.

Zhou Man paced forward, squatted in front of them and talked to them, "Am I calling you bandits or assassins?"

They were lying on the ground weakly, looking at Zhou Man blankly after hearing the words, and finally a person who was not so dizzy said: "We don't know what your words mean, we just want to rob some money to spend, it's nothing assassin."

Zhou Man shook his head and said, "You already know who I am, yet you dare to rob me and say that you are not an assassin. Do you think I am thinking with my toes just like you?"

The other party was so dizzy at this time that he couldn't think, and when he thought about it, he wanted to vomit, so he could only look at Zhou Man with a pale face.

Zhou Man said to them, "You all called me adults, obviously you know who I am and what I do, come and kill me, how hard do you think about it, don't you know that the doctor is good at poisoning? I can't beat you, but I It can poison you."

"Poisoned, poisoned, poisoned, I can choose, why do you think so hard?"

They are about to cry, and they don't know, Zhou Man is not a doctor, is he a genius doctor? Why use poison? Who ever heard of her being poisonous?

Their medicines were not ready yet. Zhou Man looked at the time and felt that it was impossible to change places before dark. Daji had already asked people to start stationing nearby, so she was really bored, so she could only look for the detoxification. they chatted.

"I heard that there is a kind of aquatic plant in the south of the Yangtze River. It is poisonous. Eating it can make people feel like a dream.

No one among the assassins paid attention to her.

She continued: "I haven't seen it before, but when I heard about it, I was thinking, if adding a few herbs to the mix can make people see the most terrifying things in reality, it's also hallucinogenic. But it's an alternative hallucination that can be controlled..."

Zhou Man chatted with them so much that she almost forgot their medicine. It was Zheng Gu who came up with the medicine pot, only then did she know that their medicine was ready.

She held back her words with some regret, and waved her hand generously: "You drink the medicine first, and we will talk after drinking the medicine."

Assassins:  …

See you tomorrow good night