Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Su Ziling withdrew his gaze and looked at Qing Wu who was lying on the bed beside him.

He pursed his lips a few times and lowered his head in thought.

Qingwu's injury was probably related to her search for sugarcane, so she felt bad for a while.

She wanted to do something as much as possible. Lu Yan seemed to see her self-blame. He raised his hand and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

People in their line of work have to deal with life and death every day, so they were already prepared the day they became Qingyi Guards.

"There's no Ma Fei San," Su Ziling muttered with his head down, "then is there any knockout drug?"

The main ingredient of Ma Fei San is Datura. She remembered that the knockout drug also seemed to be made from Datura.

The effect should be similar, right?

"Knockout drug?" The old doctor shook his head again, "No, no, I don't have this kind of drug. Girl, I may not look like a good person, but I am really a serious doctor."

So, which serious doctor would have a knockout drug?

"Knocking out drug?" One of the Blue Guards whispered, attracting everyone's attention.

He put his hand into his chest, "Wait a minute, I should have it."

Then he took out a bunch of things, and his originally strong chest muscles instantly flattened.

"This is the medicine for wounds, Five Poison Powder, Seven Star Begonia, Luohui, Xiaoyao Pills, Yin Yang Hehuan Powder,"

"This, this is a knockout drug."

He rummaged through a pile of medicine bottles for a long time and finally found the medicine they wanted. Then he handed the medicine to Lu Yan with excitement.

Old doctor: "..."

He looked at the pile of drugs on the table that could send people to hell at any time, and moved aside with his chair.

Seeing that it was unsafe, he moved again.

Now, he could be sure that this group of people were not just ordinary people, but might not be good people.

After all, what good guy carries a bunch of poison?

I just don't know if he can walk out of this door today.

Thinking of this, his face turned even paler.

Not only did he think so, even the blue-clothed guards who were traveling with him were full of curiosity, "Boy, it's normal for you to have Golden Wound Medicine and Five Poison Powder, but why do you have that stupid Hehuan Powder?"

Hearing his words, the eldest lady was numb.

Normal? What's normal?

Oh, the golden wound medicine is normal, but among the remaining ones, which one is not fatal?

"Hey, this is just in case."

"But if you put all of these together, how do you distinguish between poison and healing medicine?"

"That's easy. The red one is poison, the green one is healing medicine, and the peach-colored one is naturally the Hehuan powder."

Su Ziling: "..."

Good, simple, and rough.

Lu Yan took the medicine bottle and then looked at Su Ziling.

Su Ziling looked at the old doctor and said, "Doctor, let's use some knockout drugs to make him unconscious temporarily, and then we can dig out the meat, right?"

Speaking of profession, the old doctor no longer had time to worry. He stroked his beard and lowered his head in thought.

After a moment, he raised his head and said, "It should work. The knockout drug can make him unconscious and temporarily lose his sense of pain, so that he won't feel the pain that others feel when they are awake."

The more he spoke, the brighter his eyes became. "I think it's feasible." He actually picked up the dagger and said, "I'll dig out the flesh, so I can observe his wound."

Lu Yan: "?"

Qingyi Guard: “???”

Didn’t you just say that you’ve never killed a chicken?

The old doctor seemed not to notice their gazes. He took out a piece of cloth from the box, poured some medicine, and walked towards Qingwu with a smile.

The old doctor is sixty-five years old this year. He has silver hair and a white beard. His face is wrinkled and when he smiles, his eyes become just slits. Just as he said, he really doesn't look like a good person.

Qing Wu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. No matter how he looked at him, he felt that this man had bad intentions.

He looked at Lu Yan, his eyes full of pleading for help, "Boss, I'm not afraid of pain, so there's no need for the knockout drug, right?"

Before Lu Yan could say anything, the old doctor nodded.

"Yes, yes, this is for your own good. Who can bear to have their flesh dug out? Come on, stop struggling..."

Qingwu: "..."

Su Ziling: "..."

Good man, now not only Qing Wu thinks he has bad intentions, Su Ziling is also a little scared when he sees him.

This is considered medical madness, right?

When encountering new medicines and new treatments, they become extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing that he was trying to hide, the old doctor stood up straight, put away the smile on his face, turned to look at Lu Yan, and said seriously: "Your brother is not very cooperative. Find two people to hold him. His wound can't be delayed any longer. The sooner he is treated, the better he will be."

Looking at his two different faces in front of and behind, Qing Wu was numb. The problem was that as soon as Lu Yan waved his hand, four blue-clothed guards came forward and held down his limbs.

Lu Yan came to his side, his eyes were particularly firm, with an indescribable peace of mind, "Don't worry, I will always watch over you."

He knew what he was worried about.

If he really falls into a coma, and if the doctor does anything, he might not even know how he died.

But he also knew that even if he could endure the pain, if he really dug out all the rotten flesh, he would probably die in pain.

Looking into Lu Yan's eyes, he stopped struggling and cooperated obediently to be knocked unconscious.

At the moment when he was about to pass out, what he was thinking was: So this is what the knockout drug tastes like?

It smells really bad. I guess I'll have to ask Qingliu to change it in the future.

Seeing that they were about to take action, Su Ziling retreated, thinking that Qing Wu had not eaten much just now, and was afraid that he would be hungry when he woke up.

She returned to the Su family and took out some white fungus. It was the only good thing they had at home.

We could kill a chicken, but he had just had surgery and wouldn't like anything greasy.

She stewed a bowl of Tremella fuciformis soup, cooked a pot of porridge in a casserole, and also did not forget to cook Houttuynia cordata soup.

She doesn't understand anything else, but Houttuynia cordata is really useful and it is the most suitable time at this time.

Seeing that she was busy, Grandma Su sat by the fire and helped to light the fire. "How are the people?"

"He's seriously injured. The doctor is treating his wound. I want to get him something to eat."

Grandma Su nodded and said, "Of course. Let's kill a chicken for him tomorrow. Chicken soup will be more nutritious."

Su Ziling: "Okay, then let Twenty and the others see if they can kill some mountain pigeons. Mountain pigeons are more nutritious."

When Su Ziling finished cooking the porridge and was carrying the lunch box to Lu Yan's house, she just saw them coming out of the house.

"How about it?"

"It has been handled. We still have to see if there will be a fever later."

Lu Yan said as he looked at the old doctor beside him, "Doctor, I have to trouble you to stay for two more days. I am afraid that something may happen. As you know, our village is far away, and it may not be easy to go back and forth. Don't worry, we will increase the money and will not let you stay for a few days in vain."

"Okay, then I'll stay here for two days and go back after this kid's injury stabilizes."

He didn't even hesitate and agreed immediately.

Su Ziling even had an illusion that even if Lu Yan didn't speak up, he would find a way to stay, right?

After all, he also wanted to know whether this method would work.