The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

On Qishan mountain, Wen Ruolan was overjoyed to see a Ganoderma lucidum not far away. He quickened his pace and walked there. This place is close to a hinterland in the mountain. Where people rarely visit, herbs are more precious.

At the foot of a slip, Wen Ruolan only feel that there is no place to work, cold heart half, unable to balance, she quickly put the hand of the dagger into the soil with all her strength.

In front of her, she hung on the dark cliff with a dagger.

If you look down, your heart is half cold. The lush trees below have been observed for some years. Even so, the tree will be three or four meters below your feet. It seems that it is eight or nine meters deep without ten meters. If you fall down, you will die.

Looking up, he was only about two meters away from the top of the cliff. After taking a deep breath, one hand held the dagger tightly and the other hand dug a few times on the cliff. Seeing the soil, Wen Ruolan wanted to cry. At least he couldn't give up.

Just as she was digging hard at the earth, a man appeared on the top of the cliff. Wen Ruolan looked up and said, "help me."

Dongfang Yi looks down at her. His eyes fall on the dagger and shrink. The crescent moon is a token he gave to Hua Wuying, but it appears in this woman's hand. The crescent moon is extremely sharp, and it's two inches into the stone.

"Come up on your own."

Wen Ruolan clenched her teeth and turned to be angry. How reasonable was she? If you don't go up by yourself, you will die.

Think of here, without saying a word desperately dig the soil, until dig out a pit, exposed the stone inside, holding a dagger arm almost off force, in despair to stimulate the potential of the human body, finally a foot in the pit.

Without a sigh of relief, he held a dagger in one hand, and tried his best to pick the soil and moss in the other.

Dongfang Yi doesn't leave. He looks at Wen Ruolan. She raises her hand. Her fingers are covered with blood, and her eyes shrink.

Finally, Wen Ruolan has a place to stand on her two feet. Like a gecko, she lies on the wall for a breath and continues to pick. Her fingers are stained with blood and mud, but she has only one faith and can't die.

At the top of the cliff, Dongfang Yi sits on the ground, takes out a jade pendant from his body, puts it in the palm of his hand, slowly closes his eyes, flicks his finger, and a cane goes down.

Wen Ruolan looked up at the top and impolitely held the cane. After holding it, she couldn't help yelling at it. It's a thorn vine!!

With one hand holding the cane and the other holding the dagger, the digging is much faster. When climbing up step by step, the hand holding the cane is almost bloody.

When Wen Ruolan shows his head, Dongfang Yi opens his eyes, glances at the basket beside him and the scattered herbs, and then closes his eyes like an old monk.

Wen Ruolan lay on the top of the cliff, trembling all over. Just now, she thought she would die again, but it was not so easy to die.

After a short rest, he struggled to stand up, picked up his own basket and put the scattered herbs in it, got up and left.

Dongfang Yi raises her eyelids and turns down the mountain.

After walking for a while, I didn't see the trace of Wen Ruolan. I frowned slightly and turned back. I saw that the shadow had bypassed the dark cliff and walked cautiously to the opposite side of the original dark cliff.

Looking up at the past, I saw a Ganoderma lucidum on the dead wood of the cliff, with a scornful radian in the corner of my mouth.

When Ganoderma lucidum arrived, Wen Ruolan chewed hemostatic grass and put it on his hand. He tore off his clothes and bandaged his hand. Then he went down the mountain with a basket.

Along the way, I came across all the herbs and took them back. I didn't find that there was a pair of eyes staring at me not far away.

Near noon, Wen Ruolan came home and sent the herbs to the grass shed to check Xu Yifeng who was sleeping in the carriage.

Cold water was put out from the well platform to wash the blood stains on the hands, and hemostatic grass was found to crush and bandage the wound.

Sitting on a small stool, Dongfang Yi appears in his mind. He smiles and shakes his head. As a matter of fact, he can't ask for help, especially when he is in a desperate situation!

Flower shadowless wake up, see Luo fan sitting beside, silent out of bed to leave.

"What are you going to do?" Luo fan catches up.

"She's in danger." Flower shadowless finish, speed up the pace.

"The ninth master has gone." Luo fan catches up: "should be all right."

Hua Wuying stopped: "Jiuye has changed. Don't follow me."

"When he was in the palace, he was in a coma for seven days and seven nights. When he woke up, he changed." Luo fan not far not near to follow the flower shadowless: "you don't blame him."

"There are differences between the superior and the inferior. I dare not." Flower shadowless steps to speed up, ignore Luo fan quack noise.

At the door of Wen's house, Hua Wuying sees Wen Ruolan, who is sorting out the medicinal materials. Her eyes fall on her injured hand and step in.

"Are you all right?"

Wen Ruolan raised her head, the sun was dazzling, and she put her hand on her forehead and said with a smile, "what's the matter? Isn't this good here? "

Flower no shadow speechless, a long time to say: "I go to the mountains to collect medicine."

"No need." Wen Ruolan stood up and said, "call the villagers. I have something to say."

Hua Wuyi looks at her firm face and nods to go out.

Soon, the villagers were called, Wen Ruolan calmly stood at the door, looked at a dazed: "he is the head of the Laise."

Everyone was not surprised, but Hibiscus spat in the crowd.

"I cured him. From now on, everyone in Wenjia village will stop pointing fingers at me. If you want to be embarrassed, don't blame me for turning over."

Then he turned and looked at Hua Wuying: "I wanted you to protect our family, but now I've changed my mind. You can go."

"What's the matter with you?" Flower shadowless follow up.

Wen Ruolan stopped, looked up at his home, and shook his head with a smile: "the person who is looking for you has come, and can't keep you any more."

"Xu Chaozhong..."

Flower shadowless words haven't finished, Wen Ruolan has turned around, eyes clear stare at him, the words behind him are choked.

"I can do it myself. You get out of here with the people who are looking for you." After a pause, he stretched out his hand and pulled Hua Wuying's wrist. He pressed his finger on the pulse socket for a moment and released it. His little face quacked and cooled down: "come in!"

Hua Wuying didn't know what was going on, so he followed him through the door.

The villagers outside are frying pans.

"What's the matter? The relationship between setou and Wen Ruolan is unusual. " Someone murmured.

Furong said with a smile, "it's true that my calendar doesn't forbid widows to remarry. What are you talking about?"

"Oh, Furong, do you mean you want to remarry? Yes, you two are all the same. In my opinion, wenjiacun will be made notorious by you sooner or later for not following women's principles. " The melon seeds in Mrs. Wang's hand were thrown on the ground. She scolded and turned away.

Furong was so angry that her face turned white that she kept up with her: "what do you mean, Mrs. Wang? What's wrong with what I said? Did your family fail to report to the county master's house and spread fire with me? "

Wen Ruolan, who was going to the yard, seemed to be nailed to the ground. Looking back at the old lady Wang, she bit her teeth. It turned out to be her!