Mrs. Yipin: a farmer's doctor

Chapter 172 The Enemy Gathering (1)
The two sisters were wearing cheongsams of the same color, standing in a corner of the cloth shop and whispering.

"Many people like our clothes." Xiyu didn't know about the undercurrents. If she knew about it, since she couldn't hold back the temper of things, she would definitely show everything on her face, and Tang Corps would definitely know about it by then.

If Tang knew about it, she wouldn't be able to continue her business. In Tang's heart, money was something outside her body. Only the safety of her children was the most important thing, and everything else was just floating clouds.

"Sister's craftsmanship is good!" Zhiran held Xiyu in her arms, teasing her.

Xiyu smiled shyly and said, "Where, it's because of your drawing, I can't even think of this kind of clothes. It's beautiful and elegant, and it also accentuates your figure."

Xiyu is almost 13 years old, and it is the time of growth, with a small lotus horn on her chest.

However, she would say this, not to praise herself, but a few waves of people came to the store just now, and some young women in their 20s tried on their clothes, although they said that the clothes stretched out their figures The curves made their cheeks rosy, and they were extremely shy, but they still spent money and bought clothes.

Zhiran also heard them muttering softly, "I dare not wear this dress out, but show it to my husband in the boudoir, he must like it very much."

After staying in the commoner workshop for three days, Zhiran returned home only after Master spoke.

Knowing that the Su and Du families would not come to fight again, Zhiran also calmed down, and the things in the store have been assigned, so she is much more relaxed now.

When people are free to stay in the house, they will naturally spend a long time with Mo Zhi.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhi Ran waved her hand, "Come here."

Mo Zhiben sat cross-legged on the bed, not knowing what he was doing, but when he heard Zhiran's voice, he walked towards her.

Zhiran reached out to grab his wrist, but Mozhi made a light effort, and Zhiran was in vain.

She glared at Mo Zhi angrily, "Be honest with me!"

A look of confusion flashed across Mo Zhi's eyebrows, but he didn't dare to refute under Zhi Ran's threatening eyes.

In fact, last time Zhiran checked Mozhi's pulse, this time it was the same as last time, there was no pulse, Zhiran raised her head and said to Mozhi: "Squat lower."

Mozhi knew what Zhiran was going to do, so she squatted in a horse stance, then turned her head to one side, revealing her beautiful neck, and casually went to study it.

"Do you know what kind of poison you have been poisoned by?" Zhiran looked puzzled, she was only good at poison art, and she couldn't detect it at all.

But what kind of poison can stop a person's wrist pulse, and only the neck pulse can prove that he is still a normal person?

After hearing Zhi Ran's question, Mo Zhi frowned, and shook her head in a slight arc.

Zhi Ran raised her eyebrows and asked intentionally: "Are you a Jiangyang thief! You were poisoned because you only did some bad things like rape and robbery?"

Mo Zhi froze, stood up, reached out and gently bit Zhi Ran's cheek.

The corner of her mouth was tilted to one side, and her words were exposed, "You are so violent..."

Mo Zhi's eyes flickered, he let go of his hands, and gently rubbed Zhiran's cheeks, his eyes were full of tenderness.

A wicked look flashed in Zhiran's eyes, and she asked with a sly smile, "Hey, do you have broken sleeves, do you like me? Do you want to grind tofu with me?"

The movements in Mo Zhi's hands froze immediately, he gave Zhi Ran a cold look, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Zhiran laughed loudly from behind, telling you to take advantage of it, if you do this again next time, I will continue to disgust you.

However, it's a pity that Mo Zhi still didn't speak even after she made a fuss like this!His expression didn't fluctuate much.If it wasn't for the night of the same bed, she had heard Mo Zhi listen to her 'dye'er', she must be guessing now, whether Mo Zhi was injured, and his vocal cords were injured and he could not speak.

Zhiran began to learn poison art from Dr. Li in a serious way. In Dr. Li's words, he can only be regarded as a layman in using poison, but he is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

When Zhi Ran really started to learn, she would know what it means to be a layman. Fortunately, Dr. Li is a layman.

In the afternoon of that day, when Zhiran was in Dr. Li's secret room, she was listening to Dr. Li talking about the properties of various poisons, but after listening for a long time, she didn't hear a poison that would make people unable to feel their pulse.

Zhiran thought for a while before asking: "Master, is there a poison that will make the poisoned person lose their pulse?"

Dr. Li casually said: "Isn't it dead if you have no pulse?"

Zhiran pursed her lips and said, "It doesn't mean that, it means that there is no pulse on the wrist, but there is still one on the neck."

Only then did Doctor Li raise his eyes, looked at Zhiran seriously and asked, "Why do you think of asking this?"

Zhi Ran shrugged, and said casually: "I just asked casually."

Naturally, it is impossible for her to tell who this person is. Mozhi does not recognize his identity, and he has his own intentions. Although she doesn't know what tricks Mozhi is playing, Zhiran still respects him and does not expose him.

"I don't know about this. All the poisons I know are from your uncle." After Dr. Li finished speaking lightly, his eyes fell on the medicinal materials in his hand, and he continued to explain each medicine to Zhiran. characteristics.

Zhiran frowned, a little dissatisfied.

It turned out to be a poison that even the master had never heard of. It must be very powerful. I don't know how Mo Zhi got it.

"If there is such a poison, can Master Uncle cure it?" Zhiran asked cautiously.

Dr. Li's hands suddenly froze, he looked at Zhiran with a complicated expression, and said coolly, "I don't know."

He and his younger brother haven't seen each other for nearly ten years, and he doesn't know what his younger brother's cultivation is now.

"However, as far as I know, there is no poison that your uncle doesn't know about, and he can't solve it." Since the two of them became teachers, there is no poison that can be difficult for him.

"Oh..." Zhi Ran raised her eyebrows in interest, and asked, "Where is the other person, does Master know?"

Dr. Li stopped what he was doing, and looked at Zhiran strangely.

"How are you today? Is someone around you poisoned like this?"

"No, in a small village like ours, how could someone be poisoned like this? I'm just curious and want to know." Zhiran didn't dare to ask any more.

Dr. Li looked at Zhi Ran suspiciously, raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is such a person, you can bring them here for the teacher to see, maybe the teacher can find a way."

Zhiran refused to be fooled, and still did not let go: "I'm just talking casually."

Afraid that Master would ask more questions, Zhi Ran hurriedly asked again: "By the way, Master, do you know where a martial artist can be hired? I want to invite a martial artist to come back and teach the Hu family brothers martial arts."

Dr. Li raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Why, you still plan to let them learn martial arts? What kind of talents do you want to train them into? I heard that you still plan to teach them medical skills?"

(End of this chapter)