[Lu Xiaofeng] Girl, please marry me!

Lu Xiaofeng came and went, of course he hasn't made friends with Ye Gucheng yet.

Yan Jinzhao's stomach is getting bigger and bigger, and it's becoming more and more inconvenient to move around, and the medicine store she opened with Wanmei Shanzhuang has opened on the busiest street in Ping'an Town.Under the auspices of Steward Shi, the herbal medicine on Zhuangzi's side is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Things are going well these days. Although he has a big belly, Yan Jinzhao is also in a good mood.

Occasionally, she would meet Ye Gucheng at the opposite door, but the number of times she met could not be counted with five fingers, because Ye Gucheng seemed to be an otaku.On the contrary, fast horses would gallop over every two days and stop in front of Ye Gucheng's house.Come and go in a hurry, as if there is an urgent matter.

The sun was shining brightly that day, and it was the day when Yan Jinzhao went to Zhuangzi every month.Ziwan just sent the account book to Wanmei Villa, and only the timid Zisu was left. Under Aunt Shuang's insistence, Yan Jinzhao still took Zisu out.

"Madam, you are heavy, walk slowly." Zisu reminded in a low voice as she walked in the manor.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." Yan Jinzhao said with a smile.Speaking of which, the little sisters are also strange. The older sister, Ziwan, loves to chatter, and often makes her want to doze off; Tears in eyes, cute and annoying.

Yan Jinzhao looked at the endless herbs in front of her, which were of various colors. The gentle breeze, with the aroma of the herbs, made her feel refreshed.How long will such peaceful days last?In fact, occasionally when she wakes up from a dream, she will think of Ye Gucheng's words that he doesn't kill pregnant women.But... From another perspective, if he doesn't kill a pregnant woman, will he "click" her with a sword after she has given birth?Thinking of this, she couldn't help shivering.

"Ma'am, do you feel cold?" Seeing this, Zisu was about to help her put on the thin cloak in her hand.

Yan Jinchao turned his head, shook his head and said, "No, I'm not cold. I just... suddenly thought of something bad."

"What's the matter?" Zisu asked with her eyes open.

"It's okay." Yan Jinzhao continued to walk in the Zhuangzi, which was planted with the help of tenants hired by Steward Shi.There is no need to be suspicious, and there is no doubt about the employer. Steward Shi was recommended to her by Mei Yan, so she can trust her very much.Yan Jinzhao thought that the child in her womb would be born in about two months, and by that time, the pharmacy and the manor would have to take care of things, otherwise, if she was confinement or her recovery was not satisfactory, things would be messed up into a ball.The pharmacy is not a big problem, she can't manage the board, and there is Mrs. Mei, but the Zhuangzi here can only rely on her to take care of it in advance.

Still thinking, suddenly a gray figure rushed out from the side path.

"Madam! Madam Yan! Thank God, you are here. Madam, please save my fennel!"

The gray figure approached, and Yan Jinzhao took a closer look. The other party was a farmer in his 40s with a boy on his back.Seeing Yan Jinzhao, his feet softened and he knelt down.

Zisu was taken aback, she was still a little scared, and suddenly rushed out of a farmer and ran in front of them, crying and kneeling.But she still had the courage to go to the front and said to the gray farmer: "Uncle, what happened, please don't do this." It's not good to scare people.

"Ma'am, I don't know what's wrong with my fennel. I'm unconscious and trembling all over. Madam Yan, I heard that you have studied medicine. Help me save fennel." Only once in a while, someone in Zhuangzi accidentally missed it. The miasma was about to die, and it was cured by Yan Jinzhao.

At this time, Steward Shi rushed over, "What's going on?" When he looked at the comatose and trembling boy, he was taken aback, "Uncle Li, what's wrong with Fennel?"

Comforting others is not Yan Jinzhao's forte, and she doesn't know what to do with Uncle Li's behavior.She frowned slightly, and said, "Uncle, the child is sick and needs to be sent to the town to find a doctor." She is still half a bucket of water, and it doesn't matter if the poison of the miasma is removed, but the child's situation should obviously be handed over to the doctor. An experienced doctor will do.

"Ma'am, please take a look at my Fennel first. He was fine half an hour ago, but now he is like this." Uncle Li was anxious with tears and snot in his nose.

Seeing this, Yan Jinzhao had no choice but to ask Guanshi Shi for help, "Guanshi Shi, let this child lie flat on the ground, let me see." She is heavy and it is not convenient for her to squat down.

Steward Shi hurriedly supported Fenix ​​and made him lie flat on the ground.

"Ma'am, I think this child must have been poisoned. The poison is very overbearing. I guess it's too late to go to the town." Steward Shi used to be a member of Wanmei Villa. He has traveled outside and is quite familiar with the symptoms of these poisons. .It takes an hour to get to the town from here, and if we really got to the town, the child would probably die of poison.

Yan Jinzhao was startled, took out a bottle from the pocket in his sleeve, poured two pills for Guanshi Shi, and asked him to give Fenix ​​to take.But Fennel still didn't respond, and big drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

At that time, Ye Gucheng was poisoned by the Tang Sect, and the Ningxiang Pill was effective, so why didn't it work for this child?

Yan Jinzhao squatted down, "Guanshi Shi, check to see if there are any wounds on his body."

Steward Shi's hand moved back and forth on the boy's limbs, and when it touched his right arm, he paused, and then tore off the boy's wide sleeve, only to see one or two small red dots on his right arm, The entire arm was swollen, and the skin color had turned purple.

"This is so scary." Zisu squatted half-kneeling beside Yan Jinchao, "Ma'am, what should I do?"

Yan Jinzhao was taken aback, what kind of poisonous insect bit this, it was so powerful?

Uncle Li burst into tears, "Mrs. Yan, you are rewarded for being a good person, save my son. His mother left early, leaving us and my father alone... If, if something happens to him, what will I do?" ..."

Yan Jinzhao was a little upset by the noise, and couldn't help but reprimanded, "Uncle, don't make noise." She took out the dagger she always carried with her, and cut open the wound on the boy's arm. It was all purple-black and had a stench.

She took out the medicine bottle again and gave it to Steward Shi, "Feed him two more pills."

"Ma'am, it's too late for you to bleed him now." A familiar voice sounded behind her, Yan Jinzhao turned around, only to see that it was Mo Hui, and in front of him was Ye Gucheng who was dressed in white clothes like snow.Before she had time to delve into why the master and servant appeared here, she asked them for help directly, "Mo Hui, help me seal his acupoints, so that the toxin does not flow to the heart veins."

The onlookers who heard the sound and saw that Mo Hui was walking towards the crowd consciously gave way.

Mo Hui walked over, squatted down, and his strike was as fast as lightning, sealing the vital points on the boy's body, protecting his heart veins, and temporarily not being affected by the toxin.

But this didn't ease the child's symptoms. Yan Jinzhao rolled his eyelids and picked up the dagger again, but her hands were trembling.

Her dagger was about to slash the child's wound again, but when it fell, a cold male voice sounded at the same time——

"You know in your heart that it's too late."

The dagger stopped, Yan Jinzhao raised his eyes and looked at the source of the voice, it was what Ye Gucheng said.He stood in front of her in a condescending posture.

"Break your arm to save your life or let him die from poison, you can only choose one." His voice was low and calm.

Yan Jinchao was kneeling on the ground, his face turned pale.Her heart was in a mess, and she was in a panic. At this time, the child in her belly seemed to sense her emotional ups and downs, and stretched her hands and feet in her belly.She put one hand on her abdomen, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.Next to him was Uncle Li's cry, and the boy lying on the ground was pale and his lips were purple, obviously he couldn't hesitate anymore.

She raised her head and asked softly, "Can Mo Hui help me?"

Ye Gucheng looked at her without saying a word.And Mo Hui Wenyan, who had just extended his helping hand, had already quickly picked up the boy's body and walked towards the thatched cottage not far away.

"Zisu, hurry up and borrow some embroidery needles from a nearby farm." Her voice trembled slightly, and it was obvious that she was in a state of confusion.

Hearing this, Zisu ran to the nearest farmhouse.Yan Jinzhao stood up with difficulty and walked towards the hut, but his feet softened, and then an arm wrapped around her waist, and the next moment, she was picked up horizontally.

"If you want to save that child's life, calm down." His voice sounded above her head, and she strode towards the thatched cottage.

Yan Jinchao gripped his white robe tightly with both hands, and frowned even tighter, "I, I've never tried..."

"Then he can only die." The man's voice was calm, as if what he was talking about was not a human life.

Yan Jinzhao was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then she had already got her feet on the ground.Ye Gucheng put her down, and looked at her with calm and dark eyes.

"Ma'am, what exactly do you want?" Mo Hui's voice sounded.

Yan Jinzhao came back to his senses and saw the child lying on the bed, his small body was trembling and sweating constantly.She couldn't care less about being nervous anymore, it was a life, and if there was any delay, the child would die.What's the use of saving your arm but losing your life?Only by living can there be hope.

Yan Jinzhao closed his eyes and made up his mind——

"Broken arm!"

With the help of Mo Hui, the boy managed to break his arm to save his life. Yan Jinchao drove the ducks to the shelves, took the perilla to a nearby farm to borrow a few embroidery needles, and gave the boy acupuncture according to the memory in his mind. The bleeding stops.Then he prescribed some prescriptions to prevent wound infection and nourish qi and blood to Uncle Li with a pale and dazed expression, and after telling him how to fry and use, he walked out of the hut with a tired face.

As the sun was setting, Ye Gucheng hadn't left yet, standing quietly outside the thatched cottage.Yan Jinzhao was a little dazed, walked over, and said softly: "I remember you were poisoned by Tangmen at that time, and Ningxiang Pills are useful."

"I have inner body protection, which can keep the toxin in one place and prevent it from spreading."

Yan Jinzhao nodded when he heard the words.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, half understanding, Mo Hui couldn't help but said: "Ma'am, my master's internal strength is extremely deep, and it is beyond the reach of others. Just now, that child, the snake venom has spread on his right arm. If you wait a little longer, the toxin will affect his heart. Although your elixir is effective, the poison he has received is too overbearing, and it will be too late when he finds out that the child has been poisoned."

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