Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"The doctor of Yan Kingdom... is willing to treat me properly?"

Zhang Luqi raised his hand to silence the yelling behind him, clapped his palms together, and then someone brought a tall horse as black as a dark cloud, as thin as a sharp edge, with ears like bamboo sticks, and full of supercilious arrogance.

Zhang Luqi patted its smooth and smooth back, and said provocatively: "Your Highness has seen it all the way, my big swallow is full of grasslands, and a horse is necessary to travel around. This "Black Pool Dragon" It is a high-grade horse that His Majesty Dayan specially selected from the stables and has not yet been tamed. I will present it to Your Highness today to show my sincerity. "

The words are better than the songs - if Wei Hanyue stays in the car, he will be a coward; if he fails to tame the "Black Pool Dragon", he will be a bad breed in the south.

The only way to get back on the field is to subdue the strong horse with a very beautiful posture, and this seems to be absolutely impossible for a thin gentleman who has been suffering from chronic illness.

Yao Guo and his party have long been resentful when they heard Zhang Luqi's outrageous words, and they only need to wait for Wei Hanyue to give an order, and they will show off their blades with Yan Guo's rude Rong Di.

Wei Hanyue wanted to face the difficulties.

As soon as the huanghuali wood car door opened, the silver and vermilion embroidered treasure-face pattern of the car curtain moved, and then a slender hand shaped like an umbrella bone and with creamy skin protruded.

Evening light seems to be particularly partial to beautiful women and catkins, and the warmth is sprinkled on them. If you look closely, you can even see the texture and lines on them, carefully drawn like a god.

Wei Hanyue did not get off the car, stood on the shaft of the car and kicked off the wall, his body flew up like a white crane among the clouds, and landed lightly on the back of "Black Lake Dragon".

The animal got angry immediately, spread its hooves and ran wildly. The running with jumping was obviously intended to throw Wei Hanyue off!

The reins in Wei Hanyue's hand were strangled tightly, the delicate flesh in his palm was worn away by the rough cowhide, and blood gradually flowed out.

But he still bent over the horse's mane, his long legs clamped firmly around the horse's belly, and his feet were almost glued to the stirrup.

Even at such a thrilling moment, he did not forget to give Jin Yuanti and Sheng Duwei a warning look, signaling them to be safe and not to be impatient.

Seeing that Wei Hanyue was in trouble, "Heitanlong" suddenly stood up after hissing for a long time, the plump body of the horse was almost perpendicular to the ground, but Wei Hanyue dared to let go of his left hand at this time, and then When all the people present held their breaths and focused their attention, they drew out their iron whips and slammed them on the horse's buttocks!

This blow was like thunder, the fierce horse suffered from pain and had to land on its front hooves, and then ran wildly without distinguishing things, neighing and kicking.

Today, Wei Hanyue is dressed in the regular clothes of the prince of Yao, black clothes and red belts, and his wide sleeves covering the sky are filled with the pungent wind on the grassland. Half of his black hair is flying in the wind, like a fiery cloud flag, carrying The force of the wind and thunder slapped Zhang Luqi and all Yan people present on the face.

He held the rein tightly with one hand, and the wound on his palm was worn down even more horribly. Blood, like shattered ruby, dripped irregularly to various places on the horse during the violent bumps.

But his eyes were as fixed as a mirror lake, all pain was hidden, and he only swung his whip to hit the horse's shoulders gently and evenly.

"Black Pool Dragon" was frightened and coerced by the heavy whip at first, and restrained and appeased by light blows, the running movement actually gradually slowed down until it stopped completely.

Wei Hanyue was already in extreme pain, the bloody stench in his throat made his eyes stare, but his back was still as straight as a graceful spring willow, and he threw the iron whip stained with blood on Zhang Luqi, whose face was turning blue and turning white. Before, pause one word at a time;

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the emperor of your country for presenting the famous horse, but it's so disrespectful."

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As soon as he got into the car, Jin Yuanti embraced Wei Hanyue worriedly, took out a small bottle of cowpea red glaze from his sleeve, quickly poured out a milky white pill with a cold fragrance and fed it into his mouth, saying: "Your Highness, are you Do you need to stop the doctor immediately?"

Xiao Ke beside him screamed "Meow" in a hurry, Wei Hanyue not only refused to agree, but tried to say with medicine in his mouth, "Hurry up."

Jin Yuanti didn't dare to delay, and shouted repeatedly to speed up, only to see rain and frost, and the chariot almost turned into a stream of light, galloping towards Wang Ting.

The car stopped in front of the residence arranged by Yan Guo, Wei Hanyue's face was as white as paper, but he didn't allow Jin Yuan to hug him, and only supported his forearm to walk quickly.

Yan Guo's face project is passable. Wei Hanyue's dome has the same regulations as the princes. As soon as the curtain is lifted, there is a warm and mellow fragrance of kumiss, like wings like a cover, towards the cold outside wind. body rushed.

But to Wei Hanyue at this moment, this taste was almost like a reminder, the palm on Jin Yuanti's arm trembled violently, Wei Hanyue felt his heart tremble, and a mouthful of blood sprayed all over the wolf fur mat.

He fell limply, Jin Yuanti hugged his sinking body with trembling hands, caught the blood foam gushing out of his mouth in a panic, and shouted sharply, "Where is the doctor!"

There was a young boy outside, who seemed to be a pawn in Yan Guo's team just now, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes... you can go find the witch doctor."

Sheng Du was half a step behind the two of them, and his liver and gallbladder were broken. Hearing this, he immediately turned around and said, "Take me there!"

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The golden crow is falling to the west, the setting sun is like blood, the last ray of sky light is slowly exhausted, and Heng'e hangs brown branches.

The fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine in the medicine hut is lingering, and the black-robed man wearing the Xuanming mask sits in front of the casserole, his figure is like a barren island, exuding unspeakable loneliness.

The cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded.

【he came. 】

[Hurry up and save him. 】

It is an electronic sound without any emotion, but it shows the transition from joy to anxiety.

The man got up immediately, and the casserole was accidentally brought down by his clothes, the thick black concoction was splashed all over the floor, a lot of it splashed on the back of his hand, and a bunch of shocking red marks immediately appeared.

He didn't mind at all, and walked out hurriedly. As soon as he got out of the tent, he saw a small cavalry leading a man who obviously didn't look like a Yan person galloping towards him.

Before the little cavalry could speak, he took the lead and said, "Needless to say, lead the way!"

The sounds of the three beating horses kept coming and going, but the little cavalryman was muttering in his heart.

The name of this witch doctor is Qin Quji. He has superb medical skills, but he has strange outpatient rules - he only visits at night, and he only treats the elderly above sixty years old and children under ten years old, and never charges for consultation fees. Only those with "yue" in their names can get his hands.

The little cavalryman made such a proposal because he saw that Wei Hanyue just followed the rules.

However, this witch doctor always packs up the necessary equipment in a leisurely manner even if the visitor jumps up and down in a hurry, before he goes to the treatment leisurely, if not for his superb medical skills, he might have been denounced by relatives and friends of previous patients up.

This is the first time to see him in such a state of being like an ant on a hot pot... For those who don't know, he thinks that Qin Quji is the person next to the patient.

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Wei Hanyue stopped hemoptysis but developed a high fever. He nestled on the couch like a small stove, his soft lips like begonia petals became more and more beautiful at this moment, and his pupils were cut by autumn water, revealing fragile and moist horizontal waves.

He was so sick that he was confused, and he was talking indiscriminately, sometimes it was "Aye", sometimes it was "Auntie", sometimes he whispered "cold", and sometimes he was wronged and yelled "pain".

Jin Yuanti was helpless, so he covered him with several brocade quilts, and asked the witch doctor if he had arrived every few breaths, but how could it be so fast?

Wei Hanyue's tears couldn't stop overflowing from his eyes. Because of the high fever, the teardrops were also hot. Jin Yuanti was in pain like a knife. Just when he was on the verge of losing control, the curtain was finally lifted. Qin Quji walked towards the couch in stride.

He also seemed to lose his mind because of the situation of the person in front of him. When he took the pulse, his three fingers trembled unsteadily. Never leaving Wei Hanyue said: "Three bowls of water, fry for eight minutes."

Jin Yuanti left in a hurry, Qin Quji unfolded the brocade bag again, warmed the silver needles and began to apply them, Wei Chengxiang just pierced Wei Hanyue's Hegu acupoint, the young man let out a soft snort, and tears fell even more urgently , whispered: "It hurts..."

Qin Quji was at a loss for a moment. It is said that his acupuncture technique has been perfected, and the pain caused is so slight that it is not enough to make people cry, but the target is Wei Hanyue. He couldn't use even [-]% of his original [-]% skills, so he accidentally hurt Wei Hanyue.

He clearly knows that Wei Hanyue is a little coquettish person who exaggerates to the point of dying when he gets sick, and can exhale the aura of hurting his muscles and bones even with the slightest pain, but he still takes all the faults on himself—it's only because he can't do it Starting with Chengchun, it failed to save Wei Hanyue from suffering from the needling.

But Wei Hanyue's fever was too severe, and he had to get rid of the fever as soon as possible, otherwise it would be even more troublesome if the heat poisoned his lungs, so Qin Quji could only coax him in a low voice: "I know...I know the baby is in pain, very uncomfortable, very painful. It will be over soon... your illness can't be delayed any longer..."

This kind of situation should have bloodletting, but Wei Hanyue was already in such pain, Qin Quji was not willing to let his blood out again, so he only needled the acupoints, and after several times of lifting, inserting and twisting, Qin Quji was already sweating heavily, Coupled with the cover of Xuan Ming's mask, it became more and more stuffy and almost suffocating, "Aren't you very confident in your medical skills? Why do you still hurt him?"

Qin Quji already hated this mechanical sound, and now he is even more disgusted.

【roll. 】

On the other hand, even though Sheng Duwei was fully focused on Wei Hanyue, he really couldn't ignore the witch doctor's weird attitude towards Wei Hanyue.

But now is not a good opportunity to get to the bottom of it, I just wring out the ice handkerchief in my hand again and again and apply it to Wei Hanyue's forehead, and gently wipe away the teardrops that the young man rolled down quickly.

Fortunately, Qin Quji's strength is still there, Wei Hanyue's body temperature dropped smoothly at the third watch, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Qin Quji wrote down the medication process and taboos on paper, so that he could leave before the dawn .

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It was already noon when Wei Hanyue woke up, he couldn't exert any strength in his body, and was about to speak with difficulty, when someone helped him to sit up, and warm and delicious honey water was brought to his lips.

It seemed that considering that he didn't have enough strength to open his mouth, the person who fed the water didn't use a teacup, but a glass wine cup, so as not to teach the water to spill on him.

The sweet and smooth Sophora japonica honey water was poured into the throat, and Wei Hanyue finally regained some strength, and said, "Who healed me?"

"It's Ju Xu's witch doctor," Sheng Du said in a disobedient voice, recalling Qin Quji's attitude last night, he hesitated, "Did your Highness have any contact with him?"

How did Wei Hanyue know who this witch doctor was? He shook his head in confusion and said, "The doctor of Yan Kingdom... is willing to treat me well?"

Sheng Dubi endured it, and finally couldn't help saying: "This witch doctor seems to know His Highness very well, he called His Highness..."baby". "

Wei Hanyue: "..."

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Cub: After the show, I vomit blood :)

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