In-house help system

Baigou Agkistrodon is a poisonous snake that inhabits the Qingbei area. It likes dryness and fears wetness, so it is almost extinct in the south of the Yangtze River. The snake's head is like a triangle, and the whole body is as black as ink. Only a series of white scales are connected on the belly. It looks like a meandering ditch on the earth, so it is called Baigou Agki.

This kind of snake is irritable and extremely poisonous. It is really unheard of for someone to domesticate it as a pet.

Ji Wenliang has never seen it with his own eyes, but only heard it from his master. He remembers that when he was a child, his younger sister got a bamboo leaf green from nowhere and boasted to everyone that she had caught the most poisonous snake in the world. It is stronger than many.

Having lost face in front of everyone, the junior sister was very unconvinced, saying that she had checked the classics, and Zhuyeqing was the most poisonous snake.

The master shook his head, saying that she doesn't read much, if she has the ability to become the palace lord and enter the highest level of the book collection tower, she will know that "there is poison outside the poison".

Later, because of something, this topic was diverted, and Ji Wenliang didn't remember it. He didn't think of it until he heard Master Lin mention the white ditch viper.

The leader of the Anthurium Sect may have fought with the master before he knew that the master can cure the poison of the white ditch viper... Besides, the master also said that there is a classic record of the white ditch viper on the highest level of the library tower, maybe the prescription for detoxification is also there.

"Palace Master? Palace Master?"

Ji Wenliang raised his head from the sea of ​​books, opened the mechanism of the bookstore, and saw Zi Lu standing at the door, holding a plate in his hand.

"Palace Master, let's eat something."

"What time is it?"

"Just after Sishi, the palace lord hasn't rested since he finished the patient's consultation last night, and he hasn't eaten a few bites of breakfast. It's time to take a rest now. His health is important. If the palace lord falls ill, there will be no one to cure Mr. Lin's poison." .”

Ji Wenliang didn't have much appetite at first, but thinking that he really couldn't survive without eating, he nodded.

A square table was specially set up outside the bookstore, and Zi Lu filled the porridge and pushed it in front of Ji Wenliang.

"By the way," Ji Wenliang stirred the porridge in the bowl, raised his head and asked, "Master Lin is still in the main clinic?"

"I was guarding Mr. Lin in the morning. I was afraid that I couldn't bear it later, so I fell asleep after eating something. The elder has already arranged the residence."

Ji Wenliang hummed, and ordered: "Uncle Lin has not returned to Qiyun Palace for many years, he must be not used to it, he must be treated well, and there must be someone guarding Brother Lin Huan, if there is any problem, please report to me in time. "

Zi Lu wrote down one by one, and asked: "Will the palace master go back to the room to rest for a while?"

Ji Wenliang shook his head, "I haven't found a way to detoxify, so I can't sleep."

Zilu showed doubts, "I don't understand why the elders are not looking for the palace master together. Wouldn't it be faster if a few more people help?"

Ji Wenliang smiled, "You girl, didn't you study the palace rules well? Except for the palace master, no one else can step into this bookstore."

Zi Lu stuck out her tongue, as if a little embarrassed, and then asked: "Then the slave girl doesn't understand even more, there are books on healing and saving lives on the left and right, other bookstores can be opened, why not here?"

"How do you know that these are all books about curing diseases and saving lives?"

Without even thinking about it, Zi Lu said: "It's not a book that saves people, but is it a book that hurts people?"

"Whether medicine is three-point poison, whether to save people or harm people, it's just a thought in my heart."

Many of the poisonous prescriptions recorded here have long since disappeared in the rivers and lakes. If they are used by people with good intentions, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zi Lu seemed to understand, "But the Palace Master is searching book by book, when will he find the prescription?"

"If you hurry up, you should be able to find it before dinner."

Although there are many books here, they are all categorized. There are nearly a hundred books on poisonous insects, and he has read more than half of them.

Sure enough, at sunset, he finally found a way to detoxify.

"Zi Lu, quickly deliver this prescription to the cooking pharmacy, boil the medicine and bring it to the main clinic."

Zi Lu took the prescription, trotted away, and returned within a few steps.

"After the medicine is cooked, where will the servants go to find the Palace Master?"

Ji Wenliang replied: "You can go directly to the main clinic, I will wait there."

Zi Lu said hello again and again, followed the stairs down the book tower, and walked towards the main clinic.

Passing the fork, looked left and right, saw no one else, suddenly stepped into a small path, and then walked in, the bushes on both sides gradually became cluttered, and the branches intertwined in a haphazard manner. A few wooden planks have been eroded by rain for a long time and are very old.

Zi Lu put her hand on the door panel, knocked a few times regularly, and slowly pushed the door open.

A candle lamp was burning in the woodshed, casting a black shadow on the wall.

Zi Lu put away her innocent expression, knelt on the ground on one knee, and presented the neatly folded prescription with both hands.

"master."

A slender hand stretched out, opened the prescription like a toy, and scanned it from beginning to end with lazy eyes.

"Find it so soon?"

Zi Lu replied politely, "I've been looking for it since last night, and I haven't stopped."

A cold hum sounded.

"He really cares about it."

He lifted the cover of the candle lamp, put the corner of the prescription on the candle wick, and watched the tongue of flame climb up.

Pick up a pen to write something on another piece of paper, wait for the ink to dry, fold it slowly, and return it to Zi Lu.

"Follow this prescription to make the medicine."

Zi Lu took it carefully and put it in her arms, but she didn't leave immediately, showing a trace of hesitation on her face.

"What else is there?"

"Master," Zi Lu bowed her head, "Last night when Lin Chong and his son came, the subordinates were sad to see Lin Chong crying in front of his son's bed, and worried that the father and son would change their minds."

"Lin Chong is the eldest disciple of Qiyun Palace. He was supposed to be the lord of the palace, but in the end he ended up leaving his hometown. Naturally, he was full of resentment. I allowed him to be the lord of the palace in exchange for a show. Isn’t this a good deal? It’s impossible to change your mind. It’s just that seeing his son suffer, he feels a little unbalanced. At most, I need to add some bargaining chips. But if a dog learns to negotiate conditions with its master, the dog will also Not long to live."

"Martial nephew, have you really found a prescription for detoxification?" Lin Chong looked straight at Ji Wenliang.

He was tired physically, but he didn't sleep soundly. Suddenly, he heard a report from a servant saying that he knew the way to detoxify. He immediately sat up from the bed and rushed to the main clinic.

Ji Wenliang was wiping Lin Huan's sweat, nodded and said: "Of course, Fang Zi was found in the book."

After deliberating for a while, he said: "It's the prescription recorded in the book on the highest floor of the library tower. I have never used it, and I am not fully sure. If the uncle wants to read that page, it is not impossible, after all, it is a matter of life. big event..."

"No need," Lin Chong waved his hands hastily, "I can trust my nephew."

He sighed heavily again, "For different people, for the same disease, different prescriptions are prescribed. I have practiced medicine for half my life, so I don't know the truth. You can just do it and try your best. If my son really wakes up But if you don't come, then... that is also his unlucky luck."

While talking, Zi Lu came in with the medicine, which was still hot, and steam was wafting from the bowl.

Ji Wenliang asked Zilu to put the medicine on the table, and said to Lin Chong: "Master, suppressing the thousand tendons can suppress the toxicity, and it can also suppress the nature of the medicine. Before drinking the medicine, you need to relieve the thousands of tendons."

Lin Chong nodded and said yes, "Everything is up to my nephew."

Ji Wenliang then untied Lin Huan's belt, opened his white shirt, exposed his chest, took out a silver needle and hung it in the air.

Pausing for a while, he turned his head and asked, "Master, are you going to untie this thousand tendons, or am I going to untie it?"

At this moment, Lin Chong disliked his long-windedness in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face, he just smiled wryly, "My hands are shaking when I face my son, where can I get the needle? Let my nephew come."

Ji Wenliang didn't evade anymore, he held the silver needle and stuck it on the acupuncture point.

After several injections, Lin Huan's face turned from gray to blue to red, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of black blood and coughed.

"Son, how are you?"

Lin Chong immediately went over and wiped off the blood with a white towel.

Lin Huan looked around with dull eyes, and said hoarsely, "Father, where are we?"

"Son," Lin Chong touched his face distressedly, "this is Qiyun Palace."

Lin Huan seemed to be a little unresponsive, and murmured: "I'm not dead yet, I really didn't expect to wake up."

"Senior brother," Ji Wenliang was a little sad, "Senior brother, do you still remember me, I am Ji Wenliang."

Lin Huan set his eyes on Ji Wenliang's face, smiled weakly, "Of course I remember."

"Brother, don't think too much, drink the medicine first."

The medicine also had the effect of inducing sleep. After Lin Huan drank it, he fell asleep.

"Nephew," Lin Chong said, suppressing his voice, his face couldn't help showing joy, "I see that my son's pulse condition has stabilized a lot, it seems that this medicine is indeed effective."

Ji Wenliang nodded, and felt relieved, but he still said: "This medicine needs to be taken three times a day, take it for a few more days, and see the effect."

"Hey!" Lin Chong responded, seeing that Ji Wenliang's complexion was pale, and his hair was soaked with sweat on his forehead, he turned to say: "Master nephew is concerned about my son's life, it's really hard work, now my son is in danger, you should also take care of yourself. "

Reading books and acupuncture are both extremely energy-consuming things. Just now, my body was tense and I didn't notice it. Now that I have relieved my breath, I suddenly returned to the tiredness.

"What the uncle said is that the nephew will retire first."

Standing up from the bed, I suddenly felt a layer of black mist covering my eyes, and the world suddenly turned upside down.

Calls of concern sounded in my ears, and finally fell silent.

When he woke up again, Ji Wenliang had already returned to his residence. Somebody lit some incense for calming the nerves, and the faint smell lingered in his nose, which was very pleasant.

As soon as he moved, the person sitting by the bed noticed it, put down the book in his hand, and helped Ji Wenliang up from the bed.

"How does the Palace Master feel?"

Ji Wenliang felt dizzy when he just woke up, and turned his eyes to the person beside the bed. Seeing that it was sixteen, he asked, "Why are you here?"

"The palace master passed out in the main clinic, and the disciple has been waiting here for the palace master to wake up."

Ji Wenliang let out an ah, and looked out the window, it was already pitch black.

"I remembered, how is Senior Brother Lin Huan doing now?"

"I fell asleep after dinner, and I seem to be in good spirits." Sixteen brought a bowl of hot soup, "The palace master should also care about himself. It's already Xushi, and the disciple just wanted to ask the palace master to get up for dinner."

"Thank you for staying with me so late."

Ji Wenliang wanted to take the soup bowl, but was blocked by Shiliu.

"The Palace Master doesn't have the strength, so let the disciple come." Sixteen said while blowing on the soup in the porcelain spoon, and handing it to Ji Wenliang's mouth.

"No, no," Ji Wenliang quickly waved his hands, "Don't bother, I'll do it myself."

Shiliu's hand holding the porcelain spoon froze and didn't insist. He passed the bowl over and asked Ji Wenliang to scald it carefully with a smile.

After a few days like this, Lin Huan's health gradually improved. Ji Wenliang visited him a few times, and seeing that his complexion was really good, his hanging heart gradually fell down.

Unexpectedly, one day, while he was reading by the window, someone suddenly reported that Lin Huan was vomiting blood.

Shocked, he stood up abruptly and dropped the book.

The author has something to say:

I think you should encourage me to finish the novel as soon as possible before the Chinese New Year, and I will revise the thesis after the new year, otherwise what is the problem... Cough cough, why don't we guess the plot?

Xiaojiu is coming back soon~~~Missing him~~