Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"Let me chop it for you."

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It was almost night when Huo Qubing and the others took the medicine, Duanmuqing didn't let them go, but gave them a whole room, saying that they would stay for one night first.

The horse thief's knife has a curvature, and the wounds caused by such a knife are very thin, but very long, so if it is not handled well, there will be many problems in the follow-up, and it may leave hidden wounds.

Duanmuqing said that in the evening, they would cook the commonly used medicine for them, take it away tomorrow, apply the medicine to the wound once a day, and wait until the wound heals to heal.

It was almost nightfall, and even if he left at this time, it was impossible to march directly. After thanking the soldiers, Huo Qubing stayed and prepared to wait another night.

There are only two rooms in Duanmuqing's house, one is used to stockpile medicine, and now it has been arranged for Huo Qubing and the others to live in, while Gu Nan is arranged to rest in her room. I'm not ready to rest.

Gu Nan propped his chin and sat by the door frame, Wuge beside him.

Duanmuqing was cooking medicine in the courtyard, the flame was beating under the stove, illuminating a corner of the courtyard, and also illuminating the face of the girl in front of the stove.

The pot of medicine that was boiling on the stove rose, and the smell of herbs permeated the air. It was a light and slightly bitter smell, which could not be described, but it was not unpleasant.

"Mr. Qing, let me do the cooking. It's better for you to rest earlier, sir."

Seeing the girl dozing off while sitting by the stove, Gu Nan said with a light smile.

In her opinion, there is no need to keep guarding about cooking medicine, as long as it is not boiled.

Duanmuqing opened her eyes, rubbed her hands, looked back at Gu Nan, shook her head and said, "No, you can't, you will burn it, it will break."

"And, you, you don't have to, call me Mr. Qing."

As he spoke, he focused on looking at the medicine altar in front of him again.

"Then I'll call you Miss Qing."

Gu Nan looked at her with a smile, this is a serious little girl.

About half an hour later, Duanmuqing poured out a portion of the medicine that Duanmuqing had cooked.The medicine in it was boiled and thickened, and she poured it into a small basket.

The viscous paste fell into the basket and slowly flowed down through the slits, leaving some uncooked impurities on it.

After finishing one jar, Duanmuqing picked up another jar and poured it into a bowl.

The medicine in this jar is not that mushy, but a relatively clean medicine juice, which is light brown and has a medicinal fragrance that can be smelled from a distance.

Chapter 2 Sixty: It's still a long way off

Duanmu Qing walked up to Gu Nan with the bowl of medicine in her hand: "Drink, drink."

"Me?" Gu Nan pointed at himself suspiciously, then smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'm not injured."

"No, it's not an injury." Holding the medicine, Duanmu Qing looked at Gu Nan and pointed to her throat and said, "Well, this medicine is good for this place. Listening to your voice, it shouldn't be very good here. Drink it, it will , it will be much better.”

As he spoke, he blew on the medicine again to disperse the hot air permeating the bowl.

"No, it's not hot."

She thought that Gu Nan was afraid of being scalded. When she was a child, she drank medicine to be afraid of scalding. The master always did this.

Gu Nan looked at Duanmuqing in a daze, after a while, smiled, and took the bowl.

"Thank you."

She did feel a throbbing pain in her throat from time to time when she spoke, preventing her from making a normal sound.

But she didn't expect that her voice was just hoarse, but the girl was always paying attention.

"No, no thanks."

Duanmuqing said, and sat back in the courtyard again, looking at the medicine paste being filtered on the medicine basket.

There are a lot of impurities in the medicine paste, and it should not be enough to filter it once.

She looked at the medicine, but she would look up at the sky from time to time, looking at the night, as if waiting for something.

Gu Nan took a sip of the medicine, and the bitter taste of the medicine spread in his mouth, with a faint grassy taste.As the slightly hot medicine entered the throat, there was a burst of coolness in the throat, which was indeed much more comfortable.

She looked at Duanmuqing who was sitting in the yard, raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Miss Qing, what are you looking at?"

Sitting there, Duanmuqing stared blankly at the sky and said, "Yes, I'm watching the snow."

"Look at the snow?" Gu Nan looked at the sky strangely, but there was nothing there.

"Where does the snow come from?"

Only then did Duanmuqing pick up her own words and said: "I'm waiting, already, it's already winter, this year, I don't know, will, will it fall or not."

As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes, as if she saw the snowy scene.

She seemed to like snow very much, smiled slightly, and said to Gu Nan: "It's very beautiful when it's snowing."

yes.Gu Nan tilted her head, drank the medicine in the bowl, and recalled the appearance of snow she had seen before.

If it is beautiful, snow is indeed beautiful.

She suddenly said softly to Duanmuqing: "I have seen a heavy snow once."

Duanmu Qing's eyes showed a trace of yearning: "That, that is, what, what does it look like?"

"White snowflakes are flying everywhere in the sky. The streets, trees, and alleys are covered with snow everywhere. There is whiteness everywhere. The snow falls on people's clothes and hair. Heh, it looks like people's hair is covered with snow. His hair was dyed white."

Gu Nan smiled lightly and said slowly in that hoarse voice.

She lowered her head and drank the medicine in her hand. The slightly hot medicine made her stomach warmer.

"That snow fell heavily, and it fell for a long, long time..."

"Then, that must, must be very good-looking, right?" Duanmuqing asked with some expectation.

Gu Nan just smiled and nodded: "Well, it's very pretty."

Then he didn't continue talking, just looked at Duanmuqing, and changed the subject: "If it snows this year, let's watch together."

"Well, let's talk about it." Duanmuqing nodded with a smile. It snows almost every year in Shuofang, but no one has watched the snow with her for a long time.

The night passed so quietly.

Duanmuqing didn't know when she fell asleep lying on the medicine table, Gu Nan sent her back to the room, and filtered the medicine paste she hadn't finished filtering several times.