The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Without knowing it, Dongfang Yi drinks the medicine from Wen Ruolan without hesitation. After that, Yao Lu gets a brief peace.

There is a tea tree next to yaolu. Most of the time, Dongfang Yi sits on the stone bench under the tea tree, holding a volume of scriptures, cooking tea and tasting tea. It's always something I forget, and I don't care about what happened in yaolu.

Wen Ruolan longed for this. Quan Dang didn't exist, and more and more people were seeking medical advice. She was very busy, and the nickname of "medicine lady" became popular.

Come early and return late every day, Wen Ruolan gradually adapted to such a life.

"Sister, it's rainy season. Shall we go out to practice medicine?" Du Ruo drove the carriage and chatted with Wen Ruolan across the curtain.

In the carriage, Wen Ruolan could already understand most of the words in the medical books. In fact, it was not difficult to understand them. Those words were similar to the traditional Chinese characters, only some special words or the names of medicinal materials were different.

While sitting in the carriage, Wen Ruolan also wrote his own formula in traditional Chinese characters, which was recorded on the paper. He could not rely on his memory.

Hearing Du ruo's words, he lifted the curtain: "out? Where to? "

"Less than a hundred miles away from Qishan, there is a long river, which has been flooded for years." Du Ruo raised his whip, and the wind blew his hair. He said, "master, every year, he goes to apply medicine to save people."

"Oh." Wen Ruolan put down the curtain, she wanted to go out for a walk, at least to see what kind of world this is, but she just stabilized, there are still a lot of things at home, so she can't promise Du Ruo immediately.

By the side of the small lotus pond in Wenjia village, Wen Ruolan had changed her usual clothes, carried a small basket of wild vegetables to her home, and practiced medicine under cover of identity. This kind of thing can't be known to familiar people, so every day Du Ruo would make some wild vegetables for her as a cover.

As the sun sets and the red clouds fill the sky, Wen Ruolan stands by the lotus pond and looks at the unfolded lotus leaves inside. She thinks of jumping down to pick lotus leaves. She really doesn't understand why the word widow is so oppressive in the world.

He picked up a clod and threw it into the pond, rippling on the water.

"Ruolan, you are back." Carpenter Wen saw his daughter on the edge of the pond from a distance, and quickly came up with the basket: "go back, there will be people's lives in the village."

Wen Ruolan didn't delay either. They went back to the village quickly: "Dad, who's home?"

"Who else's home? Furong is dying. The village is boiling. Oh, my father can't tell. You can come back first." Carpenter Wen's arms are all ready, but Wen Ruolan thinks that cheap dad's brain is a little bad. All the people in the village are staring at their family, but he is still warm-hearted.

Isn't it? Wen Ruolan immediately thought of why Furong was dying, with a cold sweat on her back.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw four strong men carrying a straw made pig cage. The women in the pig cage were still bleeding. The women scolded the dying Hibiscus with rotten vegetable leaves and water.

Her eyes fell on Furong's face, and Wen Ruolan choked in her throat. Her face was as gray as death, her lips were blue, and she grabbed the clothes of her abdomen with one hand, saying nothing. Her hair was wet on her face, and her eyes were half open, looking at those people's faces.

"Enough! You are a group of murderers Also a woman, where can Wen Ruolan stand? In the past, he seized the pig cage and said, "put it down!"

Furong's eyes finally moved. When she saw Wen Ruolan, she opened her mouth. Before she could speak, a stream of water with a fishy smell poured over her and filled her mouth.

Wen Ruolan looked back at the woman swaying the pot in her hand.

"Bah! Watch girl! Shameless widow Said the woman, turning and entering the crowd.

The nearly distorted women's faces were magnified many times in Wen Ruolan's eyes. She suddenly felt that the world was not simple. These people may be heinous, but the word widow made her feel doomed. From the first day she came to the world, it was the time for her to face the word widow.

"What are you doing? Throw it into the mountain to feed the wolf Ding lanrong pointed to the man carrying the pig cage: "hurry up!"

Wen Ruolan's mind finally has a trace of clarity. Looking at Ding lanrong, who is shouting, his lips are trembling.

"Thank you."

A faint voice came, and Wen Ruolan's heart trembled. She glanced at hibiscus and ran to the front of the pig cage. She opened her hands and said, "put people down!"

The men were indifferent, and Wen Ruolan was firm. Although she had a general impression of Hibiscus, she couldn't do such things.

Although our ancestors also said that we should be wise and protect ourselves, but there is another saying that we should help each other when we see injustice.

"It's everywhere, isn't it? Why don't you get out of the way? " Ding lanrong's eyes twinkled, and his momentum was weak: "don't be implicated by others at that time, you will lose your face."

Wen Ruolan snorted coldly, with a silver needle in his hand: "if you don't put it down, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The men didn't know what to do. In the eyes of the people in Wenjia village, wenruolan was more terrible than the tiger in the mountain. She was murderous with a silver needle in her hand.

"Why don't you drag her away?" Ding lanrong said in a low voice to several women around him, and gave him a look.

A few women quietly around to wenruolan behind, suddenly a big waist woman rushed over, a hug wenruolan, a few people push her to one side.

Wen Ruolan's eyes are red. She looks at Furong being carried away from her eyes. When she sees Furong looking at her eyes, her heart seems to be torn open, and the cool wind blows in.

"Are you still human? What right do you have to take someone's life if you don't deserve to be a man? This is murder Wen Ruolan did not know to whom this sentence was meant, but felt powerless.

Where does anyone care what she says? Everyone's attention is on Furong's pig cage. They seem to be carrying out a sacred ceremony. Ding lanrong, who is the first to bear the brunt, is more like a judge. From time to time, he commands those obedient women to abuse the dying Furong as much as he can.

A carriage around the crowd, curtain half lifted, sitting in the carriage of Xu Yifeng at a glance saw Wen Ruolan: "stop!"

The coachman stopped the carriage immediately: "young master."

"Go and call me Li Zheng from Wenjia village!" Before Xu Yifeng's words came down, he got out of the carriage and went straight to Wen Ruolan.

When Wen Ruolan saw Xu Yifeng, there was a ray of hope in her eyes. She cried out: "go, stop those people. The woman is going to die."

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