power and color

"I just said I won't touch you, but I didn't say I won't kiss you." As he spoke, he kissed her honestly, and after a long kiss, he let her go.

"I said you are really bad."

"Will kissing you turn bad? In this way, your husband will also be a bad person in the future. "

"Of course my husband is a good person, how could he be a bad person?"

"Didn't you say that you will become bad if you kiss?"

"You are not my husband, but you always bully me, and you still say you are not a bad person?"

"I just kissed you, so how can it go bad?"

"It's not my husband, but you came to kiss me, and you still say no?" He snorted, still lying in his arms, with one hand around his neck, enjoying himself physically and mentally, playing with Su Zijian , Noisy and laughing, very happy, especially what he said was extremely funny, making people very happy and in a very good mood.

Of course Su Zijian understood what she meant, and he became honest and blunt. Although he failed to do that thing, he hugged her, touched here and there, and was very happy in his heart, so he stopped. forced her.

The two had been making out for a long time before getting up to collect herbs. There are herbs everywhere in this mountain. How did Guan Jian distinguish which herbs are useful for that disease? Zhang Chunhua's knowledge is limited, and Su Zijian becomes a teacher to slowly Teach her carefully, as well as the usage and dosage, although she can understand a little bit, but the hands-on ability and the method of operation can only be understood after she has done it by herself, not something that can be done in a day or three days.

After picking a dustpan full of herbs, wash them and dry them in the sun, so that they can be stored without mold and spoilage.

Seeing that it was getting late, Su Zijian and Zhang Chunhua packed up the herbs and were about to go back to the grain store when the village head hurried over and shouted: "Xiao Su, you don't have to go back, someone will come to pick you up to Changpo in Anxiang Town Village, the person here is Lin Zhiming, the village head of Changpo Village."

Su Zijian asked puzzledly, "Pick me up!" Scratching his scalp, he asked, "Why?"

"I don't know much about the specific situation. It is said that a leader from the town there fell heavily when he went to the countryside to inspect the work. He probably broke his leg bone. He wants you to go over and have a look."

Su Zijian said timidly, "Village Chief, is this okay?"

"What's wrong?"

Su Zijian said anxiously: "Let's just do that. If this messes up, it won't hurt the face of your village head." For Zhang Desheng's face, he put everything on his village head. At that time, if he really wanted someone, he could just shirk from doing his own business. This is what you insisted on us, so you can't blame us, let's talk about him Zhang Desheng already knew his own details, and knew why Su Zijian was sent here. This situation inevitably made him lose confidence.

"You just want to show off, and you like to make things big. It's okay. I told the people above that, but they heard about your methods from nowhere, and they insisted on calling you over. I can't see it, I can't help it, I said Xiao Su, this person has to do practical things down-to-earth, you can't do anything foolish, if you really have the ability to cure people, then that's fine, if you don't, you can explain the situation as soon as possible It’s good to evade it cleanly, don’t you want to disgrace our Tabao Village?”

"I know this. If the situation is not good, I will leave." I thought that I would leave immediately after I went there. Is this finally over?

"It's very wrong for you to be like this. Even if it can't be cured, you still have to put in some effort. What I mean is that you don't want to brag about it. If you can't cure it, that's your ability." Layman's "The First Mix in the City" and "Drizzling Rain Startled the Dragon" are very good!relative!Did you read it?Don't miss it!

"Yeah! Got it!" Looking at Zhang Chunhua who was sitting aside, he swallowed.

After dinner at the village chief’s house, a jeep arrived at Tabao Village at seven o’clock. Zhang Desheng accompanied Su Zijian to wait for him at the entrance of the village. Su Zijian got into the car directly, but Zhang Desheng did not follow. Lin Zhiming is the driver of the mayor of the town.

Facing the night, the jeep drove on the mountain road, and arrived at Changpo Village after a nearly two-hour journey.

Lin Zhiming drove the car to a house and stopped. Someone came by the door with a flashlight to take a photo. As soon as they met, he said, "Why are you here at this time?" Without further ado, he welcomed Su Zijian in.

There were several people in the room, all of whom were waiting anxiously. When they saw Su Zijian's arrival, everyone showed a little joy on their faces, but when they saw his young appearance, they inevitably showed a bit of disappointment. .

When Su Zijian saw that the expressions of these people did not look like those of real peasants, he knew that the status of this patient was very different and should not be underestimated.

Lin Zhiming pushed Su Zijian to a patient who was lying on the bed, and said, "Take a look." The rest of the people didn't dare to say anything, but kept their eyes on him, as if their only hope lay in Su Zijian's. body.

Su Zijian didn't dare to neglect. When he saw that he was a slightly fat middle-aged man in his 50s, his face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and his breathing was rapid. He seemed to be in critical condition. He reached out his hand to touch his forehead, and couldn't help being startled. , said: "How many degrees did it burn?"

"It's 41 degrees." A middle-aged man in a white coat next to him said in a deep voice, he looked like a doctor.

"Then why don't you send it to the hospital." Su Zijian thought to himself: Isn't this a mess?The patients have become like this, how could I, Su Zijian, have the ability to bring the dead back to life, aren't you joking?

The middle-aged man in white hanger said: "I just came back from the hospital." It turns out that the hospital has issued a critical illness notice and there is no hope for people, so they took the patients back from the hospital, usually at home. People in rural areas have such a common practice. When a person is critically ill, he will take the patient back and pass away at home, so as to avoid many troubles after the person dies in a foreign country.

Su Zijian knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and thought to himself: Didn't he just fall?How did it happen.

I didn't have time to ask so many questions for a while, so I took the patient's pulse first, soaked a towel and covered his head, so as not to burn his head with a high fever, then unwrapped the gauze on his legs, his legs were necrotic and gave off a foul smell , It seems that I have been infected with viruses and bacteria, and the inflammation has caused me to be happy.

Su Zijian frowned and pondered for a while, then said: "This..." Turning his head, not knowing who to speak to, he looked at the doctor and said, "I'm afraid we can cure it well without the skills."

When everyone heard this, their faces were filled with disappointment and dejection.

The doctor raised his brows when he heard something in his words, and said, "You are afraid that you won't be cured, not that you can't be cured."

"This..." Su Zijian was still frowning and pondering, remembering the words of the village head Zhang Desheng, and dared not speak indiscriminately.