The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

"I'm going to the provincial capital to buy some things. Isn't it almost the New Year's Eve?"

"In addition, prepare some betrothal gifts and make some gold jewelry."

"I'm getting married soon."

Bai Gui thought for a while and told the truth.

Originally, he planned to hide something. Tian Xiao'e was lonely and helpless. Although she had the Tian family as her natal family, Tian Xiucai was a complete drag. It was better to have nothing than to have her.

Telling blessings in front of unfortunate people is inevitably a bit like adding salt to other people's wounds.

But... Tian Xiao'e is his concubine in name, so even if some words are hurtful, she still has to say them out.

Although after he redeemed Tian Xiao'e, he returned the deed of sale to Tian Xiao'e. But a beautiful woman with little power would have a hard time living in the past, not to mention now, even in the peaceful and prosperous times.

At this time, if a woman wants to survive, she must be like the original Aunt Wang.

Widow Wang has a rebellious character, and with the help of the clan in the village, Bailu Village is a well-known Renyi Village, so she barely suffered too much...

There is no widow who is not powerful.

Bai Gui can only help Tian Xiao'e for a while, but not for a lifetime.

After hearing this, Tian Xiao'e was silent for a while, and soon a smile appeared on her face again, "Then I would like to congratulate Mr. Bai and my sister on their happiness and longevity together."

"Ms. Bai, please come in first. I rolled out the noodles this morning and I'll give them to you to eat."

She smiled,

Move your body blocking the door,

Let Bai Gui go in.

With a creak, the door was closed and bolted.

The two of them walked through the courtyard.

Talk as you walk.

"under?"

"Okay, it's pretty good. I prefer noodles. The noodles you ordered really taste good."

Bai Gui nodded. When he was at Tian's house, he ate noodles made by Tian Xiao'e once. There are indeed not many aunts in the Guanzhong area who can't make noodles. Only those who can make noodles are qualified.

If the mother-in-law is not good at making pasta, she will be laughed at and gossiped about.

He walked into the house, took off his hat and trench coat.

Seemingly thinking of something, he said, "I've been in the provincial capital these days, so you can cook for me."

"Okay!"

Tian Xiao'e answered in the kitchen.

From time to time, hot steamed noodles were served.

Fungus, leek segments, tender tofu cubes, and some minced pork sautee.

Noodles are thin noodles rolled by hand.

"This tastes sour and refreshing, authentic Qishan Sauce Noodles."

Bai Gui took a mouthful of noodles and then drank a small mouthful of saozi noodle soup. The taste of Qishan balsamic vinegar was sour and fragrant, and the taste was authentic.

Qishan vinegar is a kind of vinegar commonly eaten in Guanzhong area.

Qishan Saozi Noodles is also a local recipe for Saozi Noodles.

Bang Chi Bang Chi.

A bowl of noodles runs out quickly.

"Xianggong Bai likes to eat the noodles I made, so I will make them for you to eat every day, Xianggong Bai..."

Tian Xiao'e's face was flushed. She glanced at the noodle bowl in Bai Gui's hand and said, "It seems that Mr. Bai likes tofu and fungus. I'll put some more sauerkraut for you in the next bowl of noodles..."

Bai Gui nodded, it was okay.

He ate four or five bowls of soybean noodles before he felt hungry anymore.

…

On the second day after arriving in the provincial capital, Bai Gui went to a goldsmith and ordered gold jewelry for the betrothal gift. Then he went to the post office of the provincial capital to deliver a letter to the Baifu in Yanjing. The letter contained the auspicious days calculated by the elders of Bailu Village.

There are often several options for an auspicious day, and the final decision can only be made after the White House finalizes it and then writes back.

Getting married is no small matter.

After working for several days, he finally stopped.

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door of the White House.

Bai Gui is writing a letter.

Get out of the house.

open the door.

At the door was a young man wearing a tattered leather jacket, with a dusty appearance.

There is ice on the eyebrows.

"Senior Brother Bai..."

"I finally found you."

Brother Hai said in a low voice, and two words popped out of his mouth.

"It's Brother Hai, why are you here? It's winter, you come in first to warm yourself up."

"You're so cold that you're so cold."

Bai Gui was startled.

It's hard to tell from the young man's face what he looked like before. There are some big changes.

Children change a lot as they age.

Brother Hai was about fourteen or fifteen years old at this time.

But compared to him, he is shorter and has a younger face.

He invited Brother Hai into the house.

Without anyone's instructions, Tian Xiao'e cooked ginger soup and served it.

Brother Hai drank the ginger soup and his body warmed up a little. Then under Bai Gui's gaze, he lowered his head, looked at his toes, thought about what to say, and said slowly: "My father was a dart boy a few days ago and got into the West Mansion." Although the Huyazui bandit's black gun was pulled out, he still has a high fever and is seriously ill. He will probably die in a few days...'

"I heard from people that when you return to Qin Province, Senior Brother Bai, my father will probably... want to see you before parting in the next few days."

The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look out to Wujin.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu divided Qin's homeland into the Three Qins. Then in the Han Dynasty, three mansions, Zuofengyi, Youfufeng and Jingzhaoyin, were established. During the Qing Dynasty, Guanzhong was still divided into three districts: Tongzhoufu (East Palace), Fengxiang Palace (West Palace), and Jingzhao Palace.

Xifu is Fengxiang Mansion, close to Long Province.

"Master Ma...is dying."

Bai Gui stood up from his seat and sat down again.

I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet.

No matter how powerful Master Ma is, he can control the sword with Qi, but if someone uses a hidden spear or a thousand arrows are fired, no matter how powerful his martial arts is, he will only end up with a violent death.

However...according to Master Ma's strength, even if he is hit by a black gun, as long as it is not a fatal injury and he is properly cultivated, he can recover with his body's strength.

But it happens that it is already winter at this time, and it is easy to catch the wind and cold when practicing escorting outside.

People with strong bodies are often less likely to catch wind and cold, but once they are seriously injured, it is hard to say.

Injury, weakened immunity, resulting in catching wind and cold, and persistent high fever are almost certain death for people in this era.

"Where is your father? Maybe I can do something."

Bai Gui frowned and said seriously.

He has antipyretic medicine from later generations, which may be able to save Master Ma's life.

"It's impossible. My father invited many famous doctors, and they all said that my father was hopeless..."

"Senior Brother Bai, you don't have to waste your time."

Brother Hai shook his head and sighed.

Although he heard from his father that his senior brother was a powerful and honorable person, he didn't think Bai Gui could have the accuracy of judgment of those famous doctors. However, he still told Master Ma's address, "It's still outside the original city. residence.”

Bai Gui couldn't help but go out, take off the reins from the hitching post, and

Riding on a tall white horse, he rode forward.

Academy Street is located in the south city of Chang'an, not far from the private houses outside the city that Brother Hai mentioned.

Arrived at the location.

The houses remain the same as before, with no major changes in four years, except that the big locust tree in the courtyard has disappeared, making it look a bit empty.

Just approached the eaves.

I smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine.

"Who are you?"

"I am Bai Gui, Bai Meihe, a disciple of Master Ma. Uncles, you have also witnessed me when I became a disciple before."

Bai Gui said to the several robe brothers in the room.

He took a look inside the room.

Master Ma was lying on the kang, covered with a thick quilt.

His face was red, and he was much thinner than the tall and mighty person he used to be. His eye sockets were sunken, he was breathless, and he looked sick.

On the ground, you can still see some bandages stained with brown blood.

"Is it Mr. Bai?"

"You are Mr. Bai, hurry up, Brother Ma is waiting for you."

"Brother Ma, don't fall asleep, wake up first..."

Several robe brothers recognized Bai Gui.

"Brother Ma, please don't sleep now and look at your apprentice..."

One of the people pinching Master Ma said.

But after pinching for a while, he didn't wake up.

"I have some Eastern and Western medicine here. Please step aside and I'll give it to Master Ma to see if Master Ma can recover. It's a fever-reducing medicine. It might be useful..."

"I also learned some medical skills at the Oriental Medical College, so I thought I might be able to help."

Bai Gui lifted his suitcase and signaled.

He left in a hurry, but he still deliberately took his suitcase as a cover.

And what he said was true. When he was studying in the first year of high school preparatory course, he really attended the lectures in the medical department. However, he was delayed due to various things and was unable to further his studies. However, he still had a general understanding of some superficial medical knowledge.

"Xianggong Bai is a student studying abroad, so it should be feasible..."

"Western medicine might be useful..."

Several people in the room looked at each other and nodded.

They knew that Bai Gui had a good reputation, and he was a direct disciple of Master Ma. Master Ma didn't have Bai Gui's plans, so he wouldn't commit any murderous actions. Besides, when Master Ma woke up earlier, he asked Brother Hai to Going to meet the senior brother Bai Gui, one can imagine that Master Ma also trusts Bai Gui, his direct disciple...

In addition, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

According to their common sense, Master Ma had a persistent high fever and was on the verge of death.

As for Western medicine... Of course there are Western medicine doctors in the provincial capital. They also invited Western medicine once, but the effect was not very obvious.

After all, a visit to Western medicine is too expensive.

Although they, the robe brothers, can't even afford to pay for a doctor.

But if it is thrown into the water for nothing, it will feel sad in my heart.

To put it bluntly, they have a good relationship with Master Ma, but that's about it. If Master Ma is still alive, the two brothers will be fine. If Master Ma is gone, although it won't add insult to injury, the cold relationship is inevitable...

I can help with one or two hands, but I have to sacrifice my fortune. Sorry, this is not possible.

"It seems like it's really a high fever..."

Bai Gui took one look at the symptoms, sighed, took out the antipyretic medicine and gave it to Master Ma to take.

It’s not that people in this era don’t have any incurable diseases, but that they often don’t survive long enough for incurable illnesses to appear, and are taken away by diseases that may seem like minor illnesses to later generations.

From ancient times to the present, typhoid fever has been the leading cause of death from various diseases!

Otherwise, why Zhang Zhongjing could become a medical sage with just one article "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases"? It is because Zhang Zhongjing provided a prescription to solve the disease, which greatly reduced the number of people dying from typhoid fever.

Take Zhang Zhongjing's family as an example. In the first year of Jian'an, there were more than 200 people. Later, in less than ten years, two-thirds of the population died, and 70% of these dead people came from Self-typhoid...

"Let's go out first and keep the room ventilated and quiet. I estimate that Master Ma will wake up in about an hour."

Bai Gui closed the suitcase and said to the brothers standing four or five steps away from him.

Just now, a few robe brothers wanted to gather around, but he dismissed them with a random excuse and refused to let them watch.

Whether it’s Chinese medicine’s inspection, hearing, feeling, pulse diagnosis, or Western medicine’s stethoscope diagnosis, people will not be easily disturbed, and this will not cause any discomfort.

"Brother Ma is really saved?"

Several people were surprised, but they felt it was expected.

After all, Bai Gui is a student who returned from studying abroad. It is normal for him to be more knowledgeable than them. It is also normal for him to know some things that he does not know.

Many Confucian scholars also know some medical skills.

If you don't want to be a good appearance, then you should be a good doctor.

For example, "Xiao Lin Guang Ji" records: A scholar named Wu "composed a good prescription, took it, and died!"

You can see something at a glance, and you can see a leopard in a tube.

After listening to Bai Gui's words, several robe brothers came out of the house together and waited outside.

After waiting for almost two or three quarters of an hour.

Brother Hai gasped and ran in from outside.

He wiped the hot sweat and saw several uncles and his senior brother Bai standing outside the house. He suddenly realized something and felt sad. He knelt on the ground and cried loudly, wiping his hands while crying. Tears, "Dad! Dad~, my dad~"

"You're crying, your father is not dead yet!"

Master Ma's roar came from inside the house. Although it sounded out of breath, the sound was loud and interrupted Brother Hai's cry.

"What, my father is not dead yet?"

Brother Hai looked surprised and rolled up from the ground. He took three steps and two steps at a time, daring to stop Bai Gui before he entered the house. "Brother Bai, how is my father now? He is still alive..., no, He was saved by you..."

At this moment, he remembered what Bai Gui said on the phone when he was at Bai Zhai.

"Master Ma's current state..."

Bai Gui frowned, and he carefully considered his words: "Although he has recovered a little now, he still needs to rest."

"Just be afraid..."

He sighed.

Medical treatment cannot be guaranteed, it has to be ambiguous.

If you are saved and cured, your family will be filled with gratitude, but if you are not saved, your family will doubt the doctor's quality and whether it is because of the doctor that all kinds of...

Therefore, it may not be that doctors are unwilling to tell the truth, but that they are annoyed by some patients.

Therefore, even if he is treating Master Ma now, Bai Gui still has to be cautious in his words and answers.

If Master Ma failed to save his life, some thoughtful people would probably start rumors and say that he had killed Master Ma due to the antipyretic medicine he gave him.

It's better to be cautious.

"I'm just afraid that I'll be able to shine again..."

Brother Hai answered.

Bai Gui was walking in. When he heard these words, a strange look appeared on his face. He patted Brother Boy on the head with his big hand and whispered softly: "Don't say this to your father, otherwise he will really come back to his former glory!"

Brother Hai has a simple character.

These sentences are most likely new words I learned recently when listening to these uncles talk about it. Including the conversation on the way to the White Mansion, these uncles also taught me, otherwise it would be difficult for Brother Hai to say those words fluently due to his personality.