Wonderful doctor and pretty peasant girl

Chapter 632
At the moment when he saw the head of Army Master Beiming fall, Qiu Mingyuan smiled and stroked the short arrow on his chest...

"Kill it... You should surrender quickly..."

"Come on... Beiming Guoshi is dead! The general is mighty, catch the traitor..."

A miserable cry came to Lan Ruiyang's ears: "Lao Liu, the second brother is injured..."

In an instant, Lan Ruiyang's heart almost stopped beating...

Seeing the black blood gushing out of his chest, Qiu Mingyuan didn't want Lan Ruiyang to blame himself. He leaned in his arms and smiled with difficulty: "Sixth Brother, I...I'm fine..."

Although the arrow feathers were about to sink into the chest, the gap between the arrow feathers and the heart was not enough to be fatal.

It's just that the black blood is poisoned, I'm afraid...

Lan Ruiyang took out a few pills and stuffed them into Qiu Mingyuan's mouth. Tears were already falling down, and he shouted: "Second brother, hold on, don't fall asleep, I'll take you to the uncle immediately."

Qiu Mingyuan's forehead was covered with sweat from the pain. Hearing the trembling in Lan Ruiyang's voice, he smiled: "Sixth brother, I... I'm fine... If there really is a day... I can't... help me take care of..."

"Don't talk!"

Under Lan Ruiyang's roar, Qiu Mingyuan passed out... When he was in a coma, he was still smiling: Once, he did nothing wrong...

Although the battle was fought beautifully, King Wenchang was captured alive, and Beiming Guoshi was shot, but the soldiers did not smile.

Lord Leng hurried into the big tent: "General Ji, how is General Qiu?"

Ji Chenghua looked anxious and haggard: "Master Hou, my uncle and junior brother are rescuing..."

Zhao Zirui and Zhang Zhisen were covered in blood, but they were unwilling to change their clothes.

"It's all our fault..."

"Blame me..."

Master Leng's feelings for these senior brothers have become completely clear after several months of getting along.

On the battlefield, swords and arrows have no eyes. Who would have expected that when the head of the Beiming Guoshi was about to fall off, he could still shoot cold arrows?

Looking at the two generals covered in blood, Leng Hou felt a burst of admiration in his heart: "Two generals, for your meritorious service, this Marquis will definitely ask the emperor to ask for your merit. The world is unpredictable on the battlefield, and everything is unpredictable. The general must not blame himself!"

Although they all understand the truth, but brothers who are like brothers are dying from poisoned arrows, how could they not blame themselves?
Several tough men had tears in their eyes at the same time.

Ji Chenghua already knew in his heart that war is merciless and that swords and guns have no eyes.

But even though he was used to seeing the life and death of his comrades-in-arms, he couldn't bear it when it fell on his brother who grew up together.

But he is the leader of the dragons, no matter what time, he can't mess up, let alone the third prince who is at large and his mob?
Looking at Zhao Zirui's stretched left hand, he asked with concern: "Third brother, what did the doctor He say about your hand?"

What is my own hand compared to my second brother's life?
Zhao Zirui didn't want senior brother to worry about him any more, so he forced a smile on his face: "Brother, my hands are fine, and the medical skills of the little imperial doctor He are also well-known in the imperial hospital. If he has seen it, you don't have to worry."

Hearing that the third junior brother's hand problem was not serious, Ji Chenghua was a little relieved. After going through dozens of battles, all of them suffered countless injuries.Now that all ten of my brothers are still alive, that is a miracle.

An hour later, the ghost doctor came out, and everyone immediately surrounded him.

"Uncle, how is the second brother?"

"Uncle, how is the second brother?"

"Miraculous Doctor Lu, how is General Qiu?"

The ghost doctor looked at everyone: "Life is fine for the time being. Although the brain is injured, it will not affect life. It's just that his poison is very difficult, and I have suppressed the poison now. But if you can't find the thousand-year-old ice toad, Use internal strength to supplement the blood with golden needles, the poison will slowly invade the brain, and one day..."

Lan Ruiyang was anxious: "Master, what will happen?"

The ghost doctor said slowly: "One day, I will make my brain more and more confused, and then I will die slowly."

"No! Uncle, this is impossible!" Lan Ruiyang held his head and wiped away his tears...

"Uncle, is there really no other way?"

"Master, you must save Second Brother!"

Lord Leng also looked anxious: "Miraculous doctor Lu, is there nothing else in this world that can replace the thousand-year-old ice toad?"

He also hoped that he was wrong, but the poison...

The ghost doctor looked desolate: "If I can find my uncle Poison Jue Lu Wujun, there may be a solution, supplemented by my ghost gate's [-] needles, it may also be useful. But to completely detoxify, the Millennium Ice Toad is necessary." .”

It might be easier to find Senior Lu than to find the Millennium Ice Toad. As long as he can alleviate the poison of his junior brother, he will be able to find the Millennium Ice Toad in time.

Immediately, Ji Chenghua's eyes lit up: "Master, do you know where Master Lu is?"

The ghost doctor shook his head: "I met my uncle when I was more than ten years old, and the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are only used by Leng Di Honghui, a closed disciple of the ghost gate. These two have disappeared in the world for more than forty years. "

Disappeared in the rivers and lakes for more than forty years?

Where can I find this?

What's more difficult to say is that the two seniors are very old. Whether they are still alive or not, genius knows.

Immediately, the hearts of the brothers who had the same thoughts as Ji Chenghua felt cold.

When the ghost doctor mentioned Lu Wujun, Leng Houye's eyes shifted, his expression moved slightly, but he didn't say anything after all, after all, this was the first time he heard someone mention these two people after 40 years .

But he firmly believed: They must still be alive!

It's getting cold in the north at the beginning of September. Although it won't snow until October, compared to the autumn in the south, it's no longer autumn here.

In the afternoon, Chen Shiquan returned home with a cart full of honey locusts and honeycombs.

"Sister, there are still bandits in the mountains now, and the villagers outside the city are afraid to go up the mountain. I'm afraid they won't collect too much this year. Uncle Liu in the village will help to continue to collect some. I'll go and see in a few days .”

Gu Qingya knew that although the civil strife had subsided for more than half a year, many of the scattered Third Prince's troops had nowhere to go, so they went up the mountain to become bandits.

The internal strife has only stopped not long ago, and the external strife has just stopped, so the matter of suppressing bandits is unknown.

There are bandits on the mountain, and the common people naturally dare not enter the mountain.

And the resources in this mountain are always limited, and it is Zhao Ruicheng's credit to get so many.

It's better than nothing, and the weather is getting cold. Anyway, I made two batches there, and I don't want to sell them. It's enough for gift giving.

Gu Qingya is not too worried about the temperature issue now, the bedrooms here are all equipped with geothermal heat, if there are materials to burn the geothermal heat, it is not a big problem.

If there is no material, there is no way.

Fortunately, the capital has gradually regained its vitality now, and the shop that Yu's family bought during the move has also begun to renovate, so there is no need to sit and eat.

Although there is still a lot of money in hand, it is impossible to continue like this.

"Brother, I'm afraid my sister-in-law is about to give birth in the next two days. I'll ask Fatty to collect the goods from outside the city when they arrive."

Chen Shiquan has always been helpless about what his sister called Mr. Zhao.

These two people don't know each other. After a year of experience in the yamen, Mr. Zhao is already a handsome Mr. Zhao, but his younger sister is still a fat man with an open mouth and a fat mouth. This makes Chen Shiquan several times. Want to correct her.

(End of this chapter)