Raiders of Abuse Scum

Jiujiu chuckled and got up to cook.

For the next half month, Qiye stayed in the inn to recuperate, and when Qiye's injury was almost healed, Jiujiu began to teach Qiye martial arts.

If you don't teach, you don't know. Once you teach, you will be shocked.

Although Qiye is naive in some respects like a child, but in terms of martial arts, he has a talent that ordinary people can't match. Jiu taught him internal skills, which made Jiu Jiu admire him even more.

Qiye is simply the kind of martial arts prodigy who knows how to learn and has a thousand miles of internal strength.

Logically speaking, Qiye is so good, his master shouldn't treat him like this.

Now, after studying, Jiujiu asked Qiye: "Who is your master?"

Is there something wrong with leaving such a good seedling and letting him die in the desert instead of teaching?

Qiye shook his head, shook the sand off his head, thought about it carefully, and gave Jiujiu an answer: "I don't know what my master's name is, but I know he is very rich."

Jiujiu raised her eyebrows: "Extremely rich?"

What kind of description is this? There are so many rich people, how does she know how rich Qiye's master is.

Seeing Jiujiu's puzzled expression, Qiye thought for a while and added: "I heard people calling me Master Wansan."

Jiujiu exclaimed, "Your master is actually Wansan?"

As long as you are in business, there is no one who does not know about Wansan.

Wansan is simply the idol of all businessmen, especially the porters who regard Wansan as their god.

According to legend, Wansan was just a beggar back then, and he made his fortune by picking up a tael of silver on the road. In just thirty years, he changed from a beggar with nothing to a wealthy countryman. richest man.

Didn't expect Qiye's master to be Wansan, the richest man in the country?

Jiujiu took a deep look at Qiye, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell from Qiye's face that his master was Wansan.

Since Qiye's master is Wansan, it is true that he said that Qiye was sick. Regarding Qiye's claim that he was sick, Jiujiu's attitude became serious: "The one your master asked you to find What's the person's name?"

Qiye blinked: "It's the name of a Chinese herbal medicine,

I really want to be white and bletilla striata. "

"Bletilla striata?" Jiujiu looked startled, and asked again: "Are you sure it's called Baiji?"

Qiye nodded: "My master said that person's name is Baiji, do you know him, the shopkeeper?"

Jiujiu smiled bitterly.

I know, why don't I know, Baiji is her short-lived master, who practiced medicine and saved lives all his life, but finally ended in a melancholy end.

Unexpectedly, the person Qiye was looking for turned out to be his master.

Jiujiu looked at Qiye with serious eyes: "What did your master ask you to do with Baiji?"

"My master is my illness that only bletilla striata can heal, and he also said that as long as bletilla striata sees me, he will heal me." Feeling Jiujiu's sudden depression, Qiye asked cautiously: "Shopkeeper, do you know Dr. bletilla striata?" ?”

"I know." Jiujiu chuckled, looked at Qiye and said, "Bai Ji is my master."

"It turns out that you, the shopkeeper, are really good at medicine." He thought that what Jiujiu said about seeing a doctor for him was a random nonsense, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Jiujiu narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean I really know medicine?"

Qiye, who consciously slipped her mouth, quickly covered her mouth, smiled awkwardly and said, "No, it's nothing."

"Nothing?" Jiujiu emphasized.

Under Jiujiu's coercion, Qiye instantly turned into a shivering little chick, curled up and whispered: "Really, it's nothing."

"By the way, shopkeeper, when will you see a doctor for me? My master said that if I don't see this disease, I will die." Seeing that she couldn't bear Jiujiu's coercion, Qiye quickly changed the subject.

Jiujiu glanced at Qiye coldly, and took Qiye's pulse carefully.

Since Wansan said that Qiye is sick, it is natural to carefully look for Qiye to see what kind of illness he has.

Qiye's pulse is strong and powerful, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a sick person.

If the left hand cannot be detected, then switch to the right hand, but the right hand still cannot be detected, Jiujiu frowned instantly.

Wansan would not joke about Qiye's life. He said that he was sick, so he was naturally sick, but now, she has not been able to detect what's wrong with Qiye after taking her pulse for a long time. This shows that Qiye's illness is worse than she imagined. is much more serious.

Diseases that cannot be detected are often fatal.

Seeing Jiujiu's expression changed from relaxed to dignified just now, Qiye couldn't help becoming tense, seeing Jiujiu's hand resting on her neck, Qiye's Adam's apple slid up and down, and asked nervously: "Shopkeeper, can I Is your illness serious?"

Jiujiu nodded and continued to hold Qiye's neck.

However, even if it was changed to the neck, Jiujiu still couldn't see what kind of disease Qiye had.

Jiujiu frowned, and went upstairs to take out the silver needle, and pricked it heavily between Qiye's fingers.

With the taking out of the silver needle, a little bit of bright red appeared in Qiye.

The venous blood that was supposed to be dark red turned bright bright red.

Jiujiu lowered her head and swallowed the blood from Qiye's fingers.

The blood that was supposed to have a slightly sweet smell turned out to be slightly bitter.

And when Jiujiu held her finger, Qiye felt the temperature of her cheeks soared, and when she felt Jiujiu's lips gently kissed between her fingers, her face became red enough to scramble eggs.

Qiye lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Jiujiu, so she missed the trace of doubt in Jiujiu's eyes.

Letting go of Qiye's hand, Jiujiu said something and went to the room where Baiji lived before, and was going to look through the books left by Baiji.

Although Bletilla striata didn't teach Xiaohua much, it left behind a lot of medical books, but because of the death of Bletilla striata, Xiaohua was inevitably a little bit thoughtful, so she never read the books left by Bletilla striata.

Opening the box that had been dusty for a long time, Jiujiu casually picked up a book and read it carefully.

The books left by Baiji include how to treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases, as well as his views on some existing prescriptions, and more, he records his own treatment plan for blood poisoning.

And in the last medical book, Jiujiu finally knows what blood poisoning is.

Three hundred years ago, the owner of the Valley of the Medicine Kings was infected with blood poisoning in order to test the medicine. He never thought that this toxin was so strong that it could be passed on to his descendants through blood.

People who have been poisoned by blood are no different from ordinary people before the age of thirty. Once they are over thirty, they will age at an accelerated rate, and they will be no different from eighty-year-olds before they reach forty.

Yaowanggu claimed to the outside world that the master of the medicine died after trying the medicine, but in fact, he died of a blood poisoning attack.

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