Chapter 81 Treating Nangong's wounds with medicine, whether Hibiscus is an enemy

Early the next morning, I heard a small sound at the door. I opened my hazy eyes and whispered to Chengyu, but I didn't respond for a long time, so I remembered that I asked Chengyu to go back to the backyard last night.

The tunnel got up from the bedside and opened the door. As soon as the little ones at the door saw me, they hurriedly saluted, "Morning, madam!"

I found that standing in the front was the big man who picked me up in the secluded garden a few days ago. If I guess correctly, it should be the housekeeper in this secluded garden!

"What's the matter?"

The big man looked up at me with a heavy face. He stepped forward and said steadily, "Reply! The female assassin caught yesterday doesn't seem to be working!"

"What? Nangong Wan'er? What's going on? Didn't I let you take good care of it?"

The big man lowered his head and said nothing.

"Texit me to have a look!"

The dark and wet dungeon smells of mold everywhere, which is disgusting and unpleasant. There was no light in the first place, coupled with thick copper walls and heavy chains and iron doors, it was even more gloomy and creepy. There are also a few mice that jingle through their feet from time to time. I thought the dungeon was just a place to hold servants who violated the rules. I didn't expect Mo Youchen's dungeon to be so tight. Everywhere there, there will be guards who will open the secret door from afar. Those secret people have set up an organ at a glance. If someone is imprisoned here, if they can't get Mo Youchen's personal release, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see the sun again.

Nangong Wan'er was locked in a secret room, which was clean and tidy. She curled up on the ground and trembled all over her body. It was originally a body that "clear water comes out of hibiscus, and it is naturally carved". At this moment, it makes people feel more pity. The wound on the chest was casually wrapped in a belt, which was obviously treated casually by himself.

The guard opened the door of the secret room. I hurried forward and held his wrist. After a moment, I said harshly, "How can she have a fever?" Didn't you find a doctor to treat her wound last night?

Seeing that my face suddenly changed, the big man hurriedly went back and said, "Madam! Last night, Miss Chengyu had an explanation, and people did not dare to neglect it. But the girl's injury is so special that she has never let the doctor touch it. So there's nothing we can do."

The identity of this big man in the Youyuan is unusual. At this moment, he is polite to me, and even Cheng Yu beside me has never neglected him. This is also loyalty to the Lord. Nangong Waner dares to come to the secluded garden to assassinate me. Her nature is fierce and her wound is special. It is inevitable that she will not be treated by others.

"Carry her into my room!"

The big man was stunned and quickly ordered the people behind him to lift Nangong Waner. Nangong Wan'er was sober in a coma. She opened her eyes slightly and saw that it was me. The corners of her mouth slipped with a sneer: "Murong Yu... it's you!"

I don't quarrel with her more, but let my servants carry her away.

Chengyu just opened the door and came out. Seeing a group of people entering the courtyard, their faces changed quickly and they rushed forward. When he saw that the person being carried was Nangong Wan'er, his eyes paused slightly: "Master, this is..."

Nangong Wan'er's injury was already serious. In addition, with a high fever at this moment, it is inevitable that life will be in danger. I didn't have time to explain to Chengyu and said, "Go and get the medicine box!"

Cheng Yu was slightly stunned and followed my footsteps: "Master, have you forgotten? Why did we take the medicine box with us?

Since I left Shu, I haven't prepared all the necessities around me. These things are usually controlled by Chengyu, and I actually forgot them for a while. The tunnel took a look at the big man.

The big man hurriedly said, "Don't worry, madam, I'm going to prepare!"

In this hot weather in July, Nangong Waner's body was always cold and hot, and she kept shaking, which only made people raise the brazier in the room. But the sick people didn't get better. People who are not sick are better to get sick from the fever.

Chengyu boiled hot water to keep wiping her body before she saw that she was slightly better.

The wound just hurt the chest. Although it did not hurt the heart and lungs, it was put on hold for a night, and now it is still a little tricky to treat. In particular, Nangong Wan'er is an extremely beautiful woman. If the injury is not handled well, I'm afraid it will leave a scar in the future.

While wearing needle and thread to disinfect the candle, I said to Cheng Yu, "Find some smart maids to help me hold her hands and feet!"

Nangong Wan'er was a little sober, and she struggled to get up weakly: "What are you...what are you going to do to me?"

I stared at her and said angrily, "Don't worry, Mo Youchen is not dead yet. If she dies, I will definitely kill you and bury you for her!"

"Mo... Mo Youchen... He is indeed the Lord of Qi..." She is already sweating at this moment, and the wound on her chest that has just been washed is tossed and bleeding by her. The beautiful face that is not like a mortal is as white as paper, but its mouth is unforgiving: "You are indeed... a... a charming goblin... not only has a seductive face, but also... even the heart... is so vicious, while seducing my son, but... here to pay attention to Mo Youchen... , you..."

I didn't wait for her to finish, so I asked Chengyu and others to hold her down. He sneered: "Since you know that I'm vicious, I'll let you try my vicious methods."

Nangong Wan'er stared at the silver needle in my hand. Her body was pressed by Chengyu and others, but she kept struggling: "You! Murong Yu... You have to do it..."

I stuffed a clean towel into her mouth and stopped her from talking. Nangong Waner couldn't move her hands and feet, and her mouth couldn't speak. She could only stare bigger and look at me with red eyes. I was so tired of her eyes that I casually grabbed a towel to cover her eyes

Although the wound was not as deep as Mo Youchen, it was extremely long and lasted for more than half an hour.

After washing the blood stains on my hands, Chengyu came to help me wipe the sweat on my forehead. Nangong Wan'er has already fainted in pain at this moment. Lying quietly in **, it was like a fairy who was injured and did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Chengyu glanced at her and shook his head and said, "It's just an infatuated seed. Master, why do you have to quarrel with her! If you are angry with your own body again, you will at least take care of yourself.

I also took a look at her, smiled faintly, went to the table, picked up the purple hair and wrote the prescription, and said lightly, "What a beautiful woman, but this life is spread out on Ximenque. It's really a mess!"

Cheng Yuqian packed up the things on the table with a smile: "The master is a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and he loves to fight with the emperor! How did I hear that someone had found lychees for thousands of miles in the winter? The master didn't eat any of them, but let the little fox eat any left, which made the master angry for a long time!"

I shouted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Chengyu didn't think so. He took a look at the incense burner and said with a smile, "Otherwise, whose preference did the master learn from Chengyu to order this orchid fragrance every day? How did I hear that the Chaocheng Hall is also every day..."

The pen in my hand stopped, and I quickly stood up and said, "Nonsense!"

Chengyu saw that I was serious, and then looked at my hand holding the pen tightly, but the newly written recipe was stained by a large piece. The smile on his face disappeared and he said, "Master, don't be angry. Chengyu is just joking with the master!" The master doesn't like to listen, and Cheng Yu doesn't say it!"

I sat upright in the chair, but my heart suddenly became a mess!

Chengyu was originally a person in the palace. He said that he was released from the palace because of me. In the final analysis, it was because of Ximen Que's kindness. Naturally, you have to speak to Ximenque. But what she just said is indeed reasonable. When the lychee was eaten by the little Quezi, I was really angry for a moment; and the orchid fragrance, when I began to like it, I didn't even know. Just now, it was broken by Cheng Yu's words, as if the secret buried in the deepest part of his heart was exposed, inexplicably annoyed!

Seeing me sitting in a daze without saying anything, Chengyu whispered in my ear, "Master!"

I unconsciously picked up Zihao again, changed another piece of paper, and rewrote the recipe, but my heart was still confused, not on that recipe at all.

When I rewrised the recipe and handed it to Cheng Yu, Cheng Yu looked at me with an embarrassed face for a long time.

I said lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Although Chengyu does not know medical skills, he also knows that peacock gallbladder and black white head are the two main medicinal herbs for the development of Hedinghong. The master adds these two medicinal herbs to this recipe, and also needs lime powder as a medicinal introduction. This..."

I was surprised to take the recipe and found that I was really distracted and wrote the wrong recipe just now. I actually wrote the "turtle and white head" as "black and white head". Fortunately, Chengyu did things carefully, and just read it when he got the prescription. Otherwise, if he had changed the life of someone else's Nangong Waner and was not stabbed to death by Qin Huang's sword, I'm afraid he would really be buried in my hands at this moment!

I changed the prescription and handed it over to Chengyu and asked, "Can Hanmei go back to the teahouse?"

"Go back!"

"When you grab the medicine, go to the teahouse and ask Song Lian to see if there are any medicinal herbs left after the last treatment of Luo Xuan. Take it to heal Nangong Wan'er's wounds.

Although Chengyu agreed, he was a little hesitant on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"Although the master is good-hearted, Chengyu heard that those medicinal materials were found by the emperor after much effort. The master now wants to give them to Nangong Waner. If there is anything urgent in the future, where can I find them!"

I smiled and said, "The medicinal herbs are originally used to save lives. If it's like a baby, isn't it a waste?"

Chengyu seemed to have hesitation: "Didn't the master say that Nangong Wan'er's injury was not serious? Chengyu took good care of her for a few days. Why do you still want the master's precious medicinal herbs?

"Qin Huang's soul-killing is originally a weapon of extreme yin. People who are injured by soul-killing will tear it up even if the wound heals and let the yin gas in it dissipate. However, although Nangong Waner's wound did not hurt the heart and lungs, it is also very deep. If it is torn and closed, I'm afraid it won't get better in less than a year and a half. How can she stand it as a weak girl? It's better to sew up her wound. Although those medicinal materials are precious, most of them contain highly toxic. It is best to use poison to attack poison and remove the injured yin qi! It won't leave a scar yet!"

Cheng Yu listened to me and complained, "It's still a weak girl. When she stabs the master with a sword, she thinks that you are a weak girl who has no power to bind chickens and doesn't know martial arts!"

I laughed and said, "What's wrong with you today? How can it be like annihilating? This is not your usual style!"

I was thinking that today's Chengyu was a little strange, but the door was suddenly pushed open. Mo Youchen held his chest with one hand, and blood kept oozing from his fingertips. The other hand suddenly grabbed me in front of him. His face was as white as paper, his pupils were deep, and he said weakly, "Yu'er..."

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