Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

It was already night in Deqin County, and Yang Zhao and the others were asked to eat first. Ling Qingyu took Yingjiuye Po Ye Shiyi Lian and Yan San to the hospital.

Although the wound on Ying Jiu's back that was scratched by the stone was not deep, it was very long. Ye Po and Ye Shiyi also had some scratches on their bodies. What's more, when they were in the car, she found that they had been hiding on their wrists. wound.

When applying medicine to the scars on the three of them, the three of them repeatedly said that it was okay, but they looked like they were happy. They didn't show the Tai Sui carefully until they got in the car.

Ling Qingyu knew Tai Sui. For her health, Alan was so worried at the beginning. Every time they took a region, every time Ye 11 copied a house, she would ask them to get those books back to her, and then talk to the ghost doctor. Fang went to find those lone medical skills or strange stories. At that time, from those strange and strange books, Alan found a few seemingly useful ones, but they were all legends, and the world had never seen them. Never mind, let alone searching.

This Tai Sui is a rare and true record among those legendary gods, and she also knows it.

In modern times, scientists define Tai Sui as ancient creatures and miracles in nature. It is like stopping at the two evolutionary bifurcation points of plants and animals during biological evolution. It can evolve toward animals or plants. Evolution, while maintaining these two characteristics of Tai Sui, has extremely high medical value. Although it may not be able to achieve the legendary resurrection (Qin Shihuang was looking for this), it is useful for preventing aging and curing cancer and other terminal diseases. But it is definitely a very effective thing.

Back then, how much time and cost it took Ye Eleven and Ye Po to find, although they were hiding from her, she knew how much.

Unexpectedly, today I can actually see this thing that Alan looks longing for every time he talks about it, and it is the golden Tai Sui that is the most precious and even immortal in the record.

It is said that this golden Tai Sui will become a fetus for thousands of years, be refined in 100,000 years, and be immortal in 200,000 years...

According to this size, this Tai Sui is at least one hundred thousand years old... I'm afraid it will be fine long ago...

And they actually cut its meat directly like this!

Although the three of them vowed to say that the Tai Sui was not made by them, it was the people in front who wanted to cause them to make a cave-in to make the Tai Sui appear. Moreover, they also followed Alan’s taboos. The root that hurt it was only cut one-third of the flesh, and I fed it enough blood...

After the three of them said this, they shut up and dared not say any more.

Ling Qingyu was heartbroken, and fed enough blood to the mature Tai Sui! How much blood is there!

At that time, despite the dodge of the three of them, she just unwrapped the wounds on their three wrists and looked at it carefully. Looking at the deep wounds, she felt pain and anger in her heart.

At that time, she had kindly left the medical kit to Shen Luo...

At the hospital in Deqin County, Ling Qingyu regretted it even more.

The county town is very simple, and the medical conditions are even simpler. Although the hospital building looks tall and tall, it does not have many medicines. The medicines for treating their wounds are not as good as the medicine she brought herself.

She actually gave those medicines to those people who wanted to harm them!

"Are you Zhaxi's guests?" Ling Qingyu was hesitating whether to listen to the doctor's treatment of salt water that seemed to be questionable. He walked into the door of an old Tibetan man and asked after looking over them.

Upon seeing the old man, the doctor who was impatient because of her obvious distrust immediately stood up, and after a respectful salute, he said, "Doctor Jampa."

The old man nodded and looked at Ling Qingyu and said, "Well, you are Miss Ling that Zhaxi said. Come with me."

Seeing that a few people are still a little unclear about the situation, the doctor whispered: "This is the most powerful Tibetan doctor here. You kind of injury, mean!"

Tibetan medicine! Ling Qingyu immediately changed his face with a sweet smile, and led the four people to follow the old man to a small courtyard in a remote corner behind the hospital.

The small courtyard is a one-story bungalow in an old wooden building. It is clean and tidy. As soon as you enter the door, you can see a wooden frame filled with various medicinal materials. The other side is a Tibetan scripture.

Let the three people sit down and take off their clothes to expose the wound. The old man took a jar out of it. After cleaning the wound with salt water, he dug out a large pile of black from the jar and gave out a strange smell. The thick object of the slap on the wound, then healed it.

Although it was a strange smell, the wound was clear as soon as the medicine mud was on the upper body, and even the pain that they didn't care about disappeared.

The old man's technique was very quick, but he looked at the wound on his wrist twice. The rest of the wounds were not seen at all. After digging and rubbing them, he wiped all the wounds in a short time, and then said: "Don't pack Put it on, let it dry, wait for it to dry, then change it again, and after changing it three times, wrap it again.

"Thank you! Thank you!" As soon as the medicine went up, the wound that had been turned out by the doctor immediately closed, Ling Qingyu said with joy.

"Well, don't thank me, this is what I should do." The old man put the medicine jar away, and sat on the chair with his beard twisted, and said with a kind smile: "You are building roads all the way, and you are working hard to save people. You are kind and good people, and the mountain will repay you good things."

"Those things are what we should do, old sir, thank you." Ye Po stood up and said salute.

"Haha, yes, yes." Seeing him so polite, the old man laughed.

"Genius doctor, can you please show me my master." Ying Jiu also politely, and asked with a little nervousness. Doctors, especially good doctors, especially doctors at the level of genius doctor, have a weird temper and are very bad. Jerk (refer to Alan), so Ying Jiu's posture is very sincere.

"Yes, genius doctor, my sister was injured by a **** and caused a miscarriage, and her body has not recovered." Ye Shiyi also quickly got up and said salute. As soon as the medicine got on her body, they knew that the doctor was very powerful. They were often injured and injured. There are a lot of medicinal uses. Naturally, I know the quality of the medicine. For example, Alan’s wound medicine has a third class. The effects of the first class and the third class are completely different. When the old man takes this medicine, it feels like Arandi. The first-class medicine has the same effect.

"Oh?" The old man beckoned Ling Qingyu to come closer. Instead of taking a pulse, he first took her hand and touched her muscles and veins, then looked at her eyes and pressed several places on her stomach. Squeeze it, and finally catch her pulse.

"Well, your mind was too exhausted a few years ago, and when you had a miscarriage, the time was delayed and the blood stasis caused. There was no rest and detoxification later," the old man slowly said with his eyes closed and his beard slowly. , Opened his eyes, looked at the four nervous-looking men in the room, and smiled: "It's okay, I'll give you some medicine to scatter the poisonous blood. You have let go of your mind these days. Just follow this, let yourself be more relaxed, no matter how good your health is, um, in half a year, you can be a mother again."