Carefree Little Magic Doctor

When tourists come to Qingshi mountain, they just wander around the outside of the village. Few people go into the deep part of the mountain.

The first is that the mountain roads here are very dangerous. There are no roads at all. There are high mountains everywhere. No one can go there.

Secondly, tourists come to Qingshi mountain just to see the girls here, because the women in Qingshi mountain are very beautiful, and they are almost like skinned eggs.

Zhao Qinghua, Zhao Tiezhu's father and father, did not believe in the legend of savages.

He felt that the buttocks of sister-in-law su'e and Qiao Ying were touched that day. It might be that the wind was blowing through the grass, and the tip of the grass swept to the woman's buttocks. They were just making a fuss.

So Zhao Qinghua continued to go up the mountain to collect herbs and hunt as before.

Zhao Qinghua is old and not as good as before. Especially after his grandson Qiusheng disappeared, he was seriously ill. The physique is even worse.

But Zhao Qinghua continued to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

The hospital he opened with Qiu Ping is very popular. Qiu Ping is in charge of surgery and he is in charge of internal medicine.

Zhao Qinghua is an old Chinese medicine doctor for many years. He gives drugs to patients and doesn't like the finished products.

Each dressing must be self-made and picked from the mountains. It must be fresh and wild.

In recent years, many pharmaceutical farmers have begun to plant herbs. Most of the herbs planted artificially are grown with fertilizer or ripening agents.

And they use a lot of pesticides to spray, prevent and kill insects, and the grass is contaminated with pesticide properties.

In this way, the quality of herbal medicines is greatly reduced, and some herbs can not reach their properties at all. Their growth period is particularly short.

The wild herbs in Qingshi mountain are not the same. They not only have a long growth period, but also are pure natural green, which can achieve the desired effect.

This is also the reason why Zhao Qinghua likes to go up the mountain to collect herbs all year round.

Over the years, he has always been cured by medicine, relying on the patient's responsibility, and that kind of meticulous spirit.

This is a doctor's conscience, but also a doctor's medical ethics.

Zhao Qinghua went up the mountain again.

In the morning, he washed his face, wrung out the towel, and then turned and picked up the basket on his back.

Zhao Qinghua must take three weapons with him every time he goes up the mountain. The first is the medicine basket, the second is the sickle in his hand, and the third is a rope for climbing cliff.

Because a lot of medicinal materials are growing on the cliffs, they can only be picked by hanging them down by ropes.

This work is very dangerous. Zhao Tiezhu would never allow his father to do so.

But Zhao Qinghua didn't listen to it. He didn't know what to do at all. The peasants were used to working and felt miserable if they didn't go up the mountain.

Their family is not short of money, Zhao Qinghua just has no work to do.

His wife died, his grandson disappeared, and his daughter-in-law died. Zhao Qinghua's spirit was hit hard and he looked very old.

His steps were no longer vigorous, his body was no longer broad, his waist was bent down, and he was a little bent.

Through the small stone bridge in the village, through a field of crops, and then through the fruit forest, is the dangerous path to Qingshi mountain.

On the path to wengzikou, there is a sign warning tourists not to enter.

Because if you go further, you will find the forbidden area of Qingshi mountain. There are not only wild wolves, but also wasps and bears. Which kind of animals will also bring danger to people.

But Zhao Qinghua was not afraid. He tightened his belt, straightened the basket, and went up the mountain with a sickle.

Zhao Qinghua could not have thought of it. At this time, the white wolves of Qingshi mountain had already fixed their eyes on him.

More than 20 wolves followed him, spitting out their long tongues, and regarded him as a delicious meal.

Zhao Qinghua came to the girl peak, to the dead valley.

Today, he plans to pick the blood bird's nest hanging on the cliff.

Blood bird's nest is a very valuable medicinal material, worth thousands of gold, specially for women postpartum hemorrhage, blood leakage, metrorrhagia.

However, there is a special danger below. The fog is heavy. If you are careless, you will slide down and fall into the primitive forest below.

Miasma is everywhere in the primitive dense forest. Once people fall down, they will be poisoned by miasma even if they can't fall to death.

Zhao Qinghua didn't want to go to the dead man's Valley in spring and autumn, but the blood bird's nest picked years ago had run out, so he had to rush to replenish the medicinal materials.

Zhao Qinghua took out the hemp rope on his back in the basket and tied one end of the rope to a rock and the other end to his waist. A little bit slipped down the rope.

Blood bird's nest grows on the cliffs of the valley of the dead, and most people can't go down at all.

If only two people can go down Qingshi mountain, one is Zhao Tiezhu, and the other is Zhao Qinghua, Zhao Tiezhu's father and father.

Zhao Qinghua, with his old arms and legs, is still very conceited. He feels that he has the same prestige as before. He doesn't accept his age at all.

The rope goes down a little bit, and Zhao Qinghua's figure dives a little bit.

Finally, I saw the blood bird's nest.

Those blood bird's nests are growing in caves on the cliff, Cheng red mesh.It's a nest built by the mixture of saliva and vomited blood by swiftlets and swiftlets. After thousands of years, it has become this kind of nest.

Zhao Qinghua picks the blood bird's nest, which is generally the best and the longest, because the curative effect of this kind of blood bird's nest is also good.

His rope is short, and the distance of blood bird's nest is too far, so he didn't hook it several times.

Zhao Qinghua felt that he couldn't accept it any more. His arms and legs didn't listen to him. He was a little stiff. He couldn't compare with the past.

So he swung across.

But at this time, an accident happened. Suddenly, Zhao Qinghua's rope in the air broke. The old man did not pay attention. He slipped out and fell off the cliff.

There was something wrong with the rope, because the hemp rope was on a three edged stone, which was as sharp as a knife.

Zhao Qinghua swayed back and forth, and the stone cut off the rope. Not only did the rope slip down, but also the people ran away.

Zhao Qinghua's body immediately disobeyed his command and began to fall down from the cliff. His body hit the branches on the hillside, and several branches were crushed and cracked. The clattered.

Zhao Qinghua's eyes closed and his heart finished. My friend wants to hang down forever. His mother, you wait for me. I want to be with you.

Zhao Qinghua felt that he was bound to die. He watched his body fall down and his life was lost.

Zhao Qinghua suddenly jumped out of the air as fast as a monkey.

The figure grabbed a withered vine with one hand and Zhao Qinghua in the other. With a gentle swing, he swung from one side of the cliff to the other side. His feet gently touched a stone.

Zhao Qinghua didn't understand what was going on. The figure held him and swung up again. He flew up the cliff. It landed steadily on the girl peak.

Zhao Qinghua was so scared that he had a cold war.

He didn't see the man at all. He just felt that his clothes were broken, his hair was long and his arms were powerful.

When he took the lost soul back to his body and woke up again, the figure disappeared.

The black shadow's movement is very dexterous, as fast as civet cat, once again flew to the cliff, pounced on the blood bird's nest that Zhao Qinghua had just seen.

He took off the bird's nest and swung it three times and two times. He went up to the top of the cliff and put the blood bird's nest in Zhao Qinghua's basket.

Zhao Qinghua was moved. I really want to take that man's hand and say thank you. "Hey, young man, don't go, don't go..." Zhao Qinghua wants to drink him.

But the black shadow flickered and disappeared behind the rocks.

My mother, it turns out that the legend is true. Is there a savage in Qingshi mountain?

Zhao Qinghua didn't know whether he should be grateful or afraid of him.

But he knew that the shadow was harmless. Instead of harming him, he was saved.

Zhao Qinghua's mouth was wide open, marveling at the man's agility.

I can't imagine that there are more powerful characters in Qingshi mountain than my son Tiezhu. It's really higher than one mountain.

After standing on the girl peak for a long time, he took up his basket and went down the mountain.

Looking at Zhao Qinghua walking down the girl peak, the shadow behind the rocks cried, he is Zhao Tiezhu's son Qiusheng.

Qiusheng has been on the mountain for half a year and hasn't been home.

He had no face to go back to the village, to see his grandfather, or to see his father.

He can only sneak back to the village when he is free to have a look at his father and grandfather.

Every time Zhao Qinghua goes up the mountain to collect herbs, Qiu Sheng secretly looks at him not far away, worrying about his grandfather.

Zhao Qinghua is in danger today. Qiu Sheng, of course, ignores the danger and wants to rescue his grandfather.

He did not dare to recognize his grandfather, so he silently watched his grandfather leave.

Zhao Qinghua, carrying a medicine basket on his back, had just arrived at the foot of the girl peak when another unfortunate thing happened. Suddenly, more than 20 wild wolves blocked his way.

The more than 20 wolves seemed to come out of the ground, and Zhao Qinghua was surrounded by lightning.

The road in front of Zhao Qinghua and the road behind him are completely blocked.

This time, Zhao Qinghua was scared out of a cold sweat.

Each of the more than 20 wolves was snow-white and tall, similar to the donkey of the production team, and their eyes were red with blood. His white hair was smooth.

Zhao Qinghua, the Yellow wolf group in Qingshi mountain, knows him, but he is not familiar with the white wolf pack.

At the beginning, the Yellow wolves did not take the initiative to attack people, unless they were hungry. If you don't fight them, they won't take the initiative to attack you.

Zhao Qinghua can see at a glance that this group of white haired wolves is not a unique wolf species in Qingshi mountain, but a new wolf species migrating from other mountains.

This kind of wolf is very cruel, also very overbearing. And their combat effectiveness is particularly strong.

Frightened, Zhao Qinghua began to retreat step by step, leaning against the wall of the mountain, waving his sickle violently, and began to chase the wolves.That knows this group of white wolves do not bird him, they will not be afraid of any animals in the mountains, the larger the animals, the more able to arouse their interest in fighting.