Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

The restaurants, taverns and theaters were closed for two days, and they were cleaned up and down. Originally, the inns and theaters were newly relocated, and there were no old things. Only new tables and chairs were placed in the restaurants, and an auspicious day was chosen. At that time, the three houses hung a new plaque and reopened the door.

However, all the shopkeepers have already taken care of this, and Mo Xian just went shopping before the opening, and then returned home.

The Canglang Palace family stayed for another half a month, and Xiao Yuncu was [-]% healed, and the rest was mainly medical treatment, and ordinary doctors could also handle it.So the ghost doctor wrote down the food that needs to be avoided, and also wrote the prescription for recuperation. Xiao Yuncu thanked him and left a token of Canglang Palace, and took him away with him.

Marquis Changning's legs are also gradually healing, but his body has suffered a lot. This healing speed is much slower than that of young teenagers, even if it is much slower than that of his peers.If it was cold, he would not even be able to go out with the iron hoops on his legs, otherwise the iron hoops would be as cold as a piece of ice within two steps.

Even in the room, it was only slightly better, so whenever the ghost doctor was free, he went to the bed and hugged Chang Ninghou's legs to help warm his feet.Although the two people's bodies still haven't pierced the most intimate layer of window paper, their words and deeds seem to be a pair of deeply in love.

On the contrary, Hua Changlian and Feng Siding had another moth. Feng Siding knocked on the door of Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother's courtyard in the middle of the night. Mo Xian came out in his clothes. When he opened the door, Feng Siding closed his eyes and fell... on the ground .

The Seventh Senior Brother who followed him was taken aback for a moment: "Why don't you follow?"

"I avoided it subconsciously, I got used to it."

Bending to help him, Seventh Senior Brother touched Feng Siding's forehead, it was terribly hot.

"Why is there a smell of blood?" Mo Xian frowned, not only the smell of blood, but also a peculiar smell of pus.Both of them knew it was not good, so they helped him into the room in a hurry, Senior Brother Seven went to get the medicine box, Mo Xian put him on the shoulders and then undressed him.

There was indeed no blood on his clothes, but after he untied them, he could see that the bandages were tightly wrapped around his body—the bandages should not be too tight, because many germs that cause abscess infections are anaerobic.After removing the bandage, the stench intensified.

"Isn't the wound already scabbed over?" Seventh Senior Brother took the medicine box, held the oil lamp with his own hands, and came over to illuminate Mo Xian.

"Not to mention around the wound, half of his arm is swollen, and the inside is probably rotten deep." The whole body, even Mo Xian looked at that place, the wound is only here, and Mo Xian looked at the nails of his left hand, Although the oil lamp was vague, he also knew that the color was abnormal. "Whether this arm can be kept by him is still a question."

Isn't it a joke to spread the word? There are two doctors in the house, and one of them is a famous doctor in the world, but there is a person who abruptly delayed a minor injury into a serious injury, and almost delayed his death—it wasn't Feng Siding who ran away by himself Come for help, I'll be dead in two days.

"How did this happen? When Zhao Yanle came here a few days ago, wasn't he still fine?" Seventh Senior Brother frowned. Feng Siding was his only friend from the past to the present, and the two of them still felt a little sympathetic to each other. "Save people now?"

"Give him some medicine, cover his head with an ice towel to cool down, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." Mo Xian shook his head, even though he didn't study medicine in his previous life, he knew this kind of situation. It's not enough to use traditional Chinese medicine for disinfection, you have to use western medicine Fazi cut it open, drained the pus, and cut off the carrion.This requires a lot of preparations, and the black light is blind, if the large blood vessel is cut, it will be broken.

Mo Xian was about to say that he was going to prepare some things, and he might need the ghost doctor's help, when he heard someone knocking on the door.He signaled the Seventh Senior Brother to watch the patient here, and Mo Xian went out by himself, but it turned out that there was Hua Changlian outside, and there was a person wearing a half-mask in his arms, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhao Yanle?

Mo Xian raised his eyebrows, thinking that there was no chaos outside, but the Marquis of Changning's house would be in chaos first.Not long ago, the person who swore that he would never leave his head was dying of illness, so he forced himself to come to the doctor, but on the same night, the person who vowed to each other also came to the same doctor with the other person in his arms. What a shame... …

"Mo Xian, save people quickly." Hua Changlian has long since lost the cautiousness and timidity he used to have when he saw Mo Xian in the rivers and lakes. Now he is a family who knows everything. As soon as Mo Xian opened the door, he ran towards him with his arms in his arms. Blocked by Mo Xian: "There is someone in the room, the patient, Feng Siding."

Mo Xian said that there was no one, Hua Changlian was helpless, most likely he thought it was the seventh senior brother in disheveled clothes; when Mo Xian said that he was a patient, Hua Changlian was puzzled and still a little dignified, after all, only his uncle is the only one who can be called a patient in the mansion now ;When Mo Xian talked about Feng Siding, he just couldn't take it out and became impatient: "What could be wrong with him? Let me in quickly."

"Don't let me slap you out." Mo Xian still blocked the door.

Hua Changlian's face was so gloomy that he looked like Hei Wuchang in the legend: "What's wrong with him? I really don't know that he has learned the trick of pretending to be sick at home, and you still help him?"

It's just that he didn't dare to go to the ghost doctor. Only his uncle and Mo Xian could handle the ghost doctor's face and his weird temper. Hua Changlian was afraid of him.Especially since it was midnight, he could only look for Mo Xian.

Mo Xian also had a gloomy face, ignored Hua Changlian, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Yanle's arm. In fact, he knew what was wrong with this man if he didn't pull him. After all, he was the one who gave the medicine back then: "The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. Go back and prepare the coffin." Bar."

"How is it possible? He's only in his early twenties, Mo Xian, look again..."

"I have something urgent to go to my master now, do you want to come with me?"

So the ghost doctor in the middle of the night was also knocked up.Although there was a brazier burning in the room, Marquis Changning shivered as soon as the ghost doctor lifted the quilt.The ghost doctor decided to lie back and stay still, but the knock on the door seemed to urge him to die, and Chang Ninghou also woke up, urging him too.

The ghost doctor had no choice but to carefully rub it out bit by bit, making Changning Hou laugh uncontrollably.

When he got outside, Mo Xian came to ask him to take a look, and at the same time he was looking for medicine, while Hua Changlian came directly with him in his arms.The ghost doctor took Zhao Yanle's pulse, looked at the coating on his tongue and under his eyes, and asked Hua Changlian about Zhao Yanle's daily situation, took a pen and wrote a house and gave it to Hua Changlian.

Hua Changlian's eyes lit up, and the secret path was indeed a ghost doctor, a hundred times stronger than one of his apprentices.But the ghost doctor opened his mouth and said: "Take the medicine according to the prescription, and you may live a few months longer."

When Zhao Yanle was first brought back, the ghost doctor saw that he had been manipulated by his apprentice. Of course the master had to help his apprentice, so how could he expose it?Now the prescription is given only because Hua Changlian is the nephew of Marquis Changning, since he asked for it, of course he needs to show some face.

"Senior, is it really only a few months?"

"If you don't believe me, go find another doctor." The ghost doctor flicked his sleeves and left with Mo Xian.

On the second day, Mo Xian fumigated another guest room in his small courtyard with special herbs for two full hours.

Then he moved in Feng Siding, who was completely naked and had washed his whole body with liquid medicine.He wrapped his hair with a square scarf, covered his mouth and nose, and looked like a thief. Brother Seven was curious why he was dressed like this.As a result, Mo Xian cut open Feng Side's abscess with one knife, and the stinky pus sprayed out, splashing Mo Xian all over his face, and only then did he know why it happened - without a face towel, the pus sprayed into his mouth.

Mo Xian tossed and tossed for an hour, and I don't know how much yellow and white pus came out, and the pre-boiled veil was thrown all over a small basket.The specially formulated medicinal liquid was poured into the wound, even after drinking Mafeisan and having acupuncture points tapped, Feng Siding, who was originally in a coma, moaned and trembled in pain.

However, despite the tragic scene, the man's arm and life were finally saved by luck.

As soon as Mo Xian, who was sweating profusely, came out of the room, he saw Hua Changlian standing in the small courtyard, and Lai Fu standing aside, watching the intruder warily.

"Is... is he really sick?"

"The wound on the left shoulder festered and almost died."

"..." Hua Changlian lowered his head and thought for a while, then gritted his teeth, turned and left.

Mo Xian squeezed his tired arms, and was about to go into the room to sleep, but before entering the room, a servant of the Hou's mansion suddenly ran in: "There is a message from Quanjude, the young master, that someone is looking for you."

Mo Xian was stunned for a moment, wondering when Quanjude existed in ancient times, and then he remembered that it was his own business.But if ordinary people came to him, the fat shopkeeper with a smiling face would deal with it. Now who is this, even the fat shopkeeper can't come out, and he has to come to the Hou's mansion to invite him.

"By the way, who is it?"

"What is Yuhua Palace?"

It was originally expected to be after the Spring Festival, and there is still more than a month before the New Year, have you already found it?

"Tell the restaurant that I will go tomorrow."

The ghost doctor probably also got the news that the sun was shining at noon, when the Marquis of Changning was the least guilty, he made a special trip and gave Mo Xian a small sachet, saying that it contained good medicine to dispel insects and avoid gu.After all, looking at the Jade Butterfly Gu that they inherited, it is known that Yuhua Palace is good at Gu insects.

"Master, you didn't embroider this yourself, did you?"

The ghost doctor raised his eyebrows: "I bought it at the street stall. Don't be a jerk, be careful if you die, I won't protect your brother."

"Master is the same. If something happens to you, I won't mind my own business."

They looked at each other with a heartless master and apprentice, and went their separate ways.