Divine doctor little bride: Hey, come and have a baby!

The system asks, "do you want to use a prescription?"

Jiang Weiwei didn't respond directly to the system, but closed his eyes and kept silent for dozens of times.

Then open your eyes.

The prescription is still there.

All this was not her imagination.

She took a deep breath and answered in her heart, "use it."

Whether this thing works or not, now she has no choice but to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The prescription immediately turned into golden light and integrated into her body.

At the same time, a translucent virtual panel appeared in front of her.

On the virtual panel, there is a skill tree with six big characters at the top of the skill tree——

The best doctor in the world!

What a big breath!

Jiang Weichuan was a surgeon before. He worked in surgery for many years. He worked overtime every day. He was exhausted. Finally, he died suddenly in the hospital.

According to her previous work experience, she has seen many so-called miracle doctors, but no one dares to claim to be the first miracle doctor in the world.

If one day she can become the first miracle doctor in the world

Just thinking about it, I'm still a little excited~

Below the world's first miracle doctor, there are two branches, namely western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.

Western medicine is gray and obviously cannot be opened. After all, she is now in ancient times and has no advanced medical equipment. There is no room for western medicine to be used here.

Jiang Weiwei focused on traditional Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine is divided into four branches, namely traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture, cupping and four diagnosis.

Each branch line is divided into many branches.

Such layers are divided down to form a very complex skill tree.

At this time, looking at the whole skill tree, only the "yimaoling" at the bottom of the branch line of traditional Chinese medicine is on.

Jiang Wei stared at the "yimaoling" for a moment, and his mind automatically emerged its manufacturing method.

It is composed of Veratrum, Fructus Cnidii, red lead, sulfur, hematite, alum, Schisandra chinensis, Cortex Phellodendri and light powder. It is finely ground, mixed into ointment with pig oil, or wiped the affected part with clear oil.

These are not difficult to find herbs, but she can't move now. How can she find herbs? And it costs money to buy medicine. Memory told her that she was poor and had no copper on her.

She thought for a long time, and finally decided to go to bed first.

Maybe you can find a way when you wake up.

Jiang Weiwei slept for a long time.

She felt her head in a daze, and her internal organs seemed to be burning, emitting burning heat.

She guessed that she might have a fever.

Skin burns, placed in ancient times without antibiotics, can easily lead to infection if they are not well cared for. Fever is one of the symptoms of wound infection, followed by inflammation, pus, ulceration and so on. If it is serious, it will die.

Every morning and evening, Aunt Chen Yugui will come to deliver rice and water to Jiang Weiwei.

Chen Yugui is only in her thirties this year, but she looks more than 40 years old. Her thin and dark face is covered with wind and frost, and her ten fingers are calluses. At a glance, she knows that she is a working woman who works all year round.

While feeding Jiang Weiwei, she advised, "I know you are wronged, but there is no way. Who makes us women? A good life is life, and a bad life is life. Whether it's good or bad, we can only accept our life. "

Jiang Weiwei didn't say a word. He forced himself to swallow the food slowly.

She was a woman before crossing and a woman after crossing.

But she never thought women could only accept their fate.

Whether you live well depends on your own management, which has nothing to do with gender.

Chen Yugui fed her water and sighed bitterly, "you are a poor man like me. Your life is hard!"

Jiang Wei closed his eyes and said he was going to rest. He had better go.

Chen Yugui is only responsible for delivering rice and water to Jiang Weiwei. As for seeing a doctor and taking medicine, he must take money. Zhao's money is in Zhao's hands. Zhao can never spend money to buy medicine for Jiang Weiwei.

In Zhao's opinion, Jiang Weiwei has ruined the family style of their Jiang family. It's a reward to give her a bowl of rice. It's wishful thinking to take medicine and see a doctor!

Jiang Weiwei's physical condition is getting worse and worse, and the wound infection is becoming more and more serious.

She tried to call the system for help.

Unfortunately, the system ignored her at all.

Jiang has a slight high fever and is hot all over. Sometimes he is awake but in a coma.

She vaguely heard the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums outside and the congratulations of the villagers. It seemed that someone had come to Jiang's house to propose marriage.

Later, a young man and woman walked into the thatched house.

The girl is wearing a pink skirt, big eyes, small lips, fair skin and a graceful figure..

Jiang Weiwei was already faint at this time, but he recognized it at a glance.

The girl in pink is the murderer who tied her up and set fire to the house!

Jiang Weiwei also quickly searched the information of the girl in pink in her memory. She is Jiang Yanyan! She is the eldest daughter of the second room and Jiang Weiwei's cousin!

Jiang slightly opened his mouth and wanted to talk.

But before he could speak, he coughed violently.

She coughed so badly that she almost coughed out the whole lung.

Scared the handsome young man who was about to approach back several steps.

Jiang Yanyan covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said, "brother Zijun, you have seen it. Sister Wei's whole face has been burned. She doesn't dare to see you at all because she's afraid to scare you."

The handsome young man is Xie Zijun.

He used to be Jiang Weiwei's fiance, but now he has become Jiang Yanyan's fiance.

Xie Zijun looked at Jiang Weiwei's ugly face and felt very uncomfortable. Before, he heard that Jiang Weiwei was disfigured and held a little expectation that she was only hurt a little, not serious.

Until now, seeing it with his own eyes, he didn't know that her beautiful face was completely destroyed.

Xie Zijun is in a complicated mood.

In the past, Jiang Weichu was graceful and graceful. Although he had just passed the age of hairpin, he was already a famous little beauty in ten miles and eight townships.

Even if she came from a peasant family, Xie Zijun didn't care that her mother disliked her for being difficult to ascend the hall of elegance.

As long as he saw her beautiful face, he could willingly marry her home and offer her as a Bodhisattva.

But now

Her face was destroyed and she could no longer see the beauty of the past.

Xie Zijun is even a little afraid to see her now.

The scars on her face reminded him of the demons in the story, ferocious and terrible.

"Let's go," Xie Zijun said. He felt a little guilty and hurriedly added, "slightly, I'll see you again when I'm free."

Then he dared not look at his fiancee again and left the thatched house with Jiang Yanyan.

Jiang Wei watched them go away quickly and coughed more and more badly.

Originally, she also wanted Xie Zijun to ask him to help buy some medicinal materials for the sake of having ordered relatives. It should be easy to buy some medicinal materials as a result of his family background.

But now, the idea is completely dead.