The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

In the vast world, the torrential rain and the roaring flood of the Longhe River opened their mouths.

Dongfang Yi rushed to the Longhe dam against the rainstorm, and some strong men caught on the dam fled for their lives in groups.

"Young master, run for your life. The dragon river has burst its bank!"

Looking at the young man who pulled his sleeve, Dongfang Yi immediately grabbed his clothes and said, "take all the people you can persuade to the foot of Qishan mountain. There is a medicine house not far from Wenjia village. You can live!"

"Well, take care, young man." The young man said and ran away.

The rain fell down his hair. As far as his eyes could see, the officers and soldiers were holding knives in their hands, chasing the fleeing strong men. The whip in the hands of some supervisors was raised high. Some of the captured strong men were pulled to the breach of the dyke, and some even yelled to let them jump down and block the breach of the dyke.

When Dongfang Yi flicks his finger, a soldier with a big knife is about to chop down a strong man. His forehead is red, and he falls into the water. The blood is instantly swallowed by the flood.

"Jiuye, don't kill anything." Master Buzhou catches up and reaches for Dongfang Yi's hand: "saving people is the most important thing."

Dongfang Yi took back his fierce look: "doesn't it mean that the imperial court has already sent the crown prince to supervise the construction?"

"Ninth master, you should hide. It's not good to meet him after all." When master Bu Zhou said this, his body suddenly advanced. He picked it up in a few steps. A strong man fell down and said in a deep voice, "the medicine house at the foot of Qishan mountain is going to live."

After that, he returned: "from top to bottom, I'm afraid that the ninth master knows better than me. How can we not bring disaster if we form a party for personal gain and get angry with each other? The poor life is ruined, so I will only return to the common customs for the Ming Dynasty. "

Dongfang Yi looks at master Buzhou shuttling through the crowd and makes frequent moves. He just stands in the flood ravaged world. How can he not know? The prince will be forced into the palace in the future. I'm afraid that the collapse of the state of Yan was also a matter after his own death in the last life. Why did he come back?

Why come back to life?

Looking up, the sky is gloomy, and the sobbing sound of water is gradually disappearing. There is only one person left between heaven and earth looking at the misty distance alone.

Even if he lived again, those close to him had been killed one by one. The loneliness and hatred in his heart made him want to kill all sides! But who should I kill?

A stabbing pain made him blush instantly. He raised his hand and touched the brocade bag in his clothes. Before he could feel the pills, he heard someone calling him: "Master Yu, come back quickly! Come back

Heart, suddenly pain into the bone marrow, the whole person hard back, but saw the back of those who fled, in front of a black directly fell into the water.

At the last moment, he only remembered the person who could call himself Yugong, only her.

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In yaolu, Wen Ruolan opens the door after Dongfang Yi leaves, and some villagers who seek medical advice immediately rush to tell him.

"Aunt, now the climate is humid, take some dehumidification Warm Yang decoction is good." Wen Ruolan wrapped the medicine and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it over and said, "the girl is a living Bodhisattva. When she goes back, she must make a living card for her and burn incense every day to recite scriptures for her."

Wen Ruolan was smiling. Although she was wearing a mask, the old man also saw her curved eyebrows.

After seeing off the patients, Wen Ruolan immediately went to collect the medicinal materials that were drying outside. As soon as he turned his head, the dark clouds rolled northwest. The clouds rolled like the end of the world. For a moment, they covered the sun, and the sky was gloomy and oppressive.

"Will the Yulong River burst its banks?" Wen Ruolan murmured to herself. She collected the medicinal materials and continued to cook medicine in the kitchen. She didn't know whether the pills she prepared were enough. The great monk said that once there was a flood, there would be refugees. It seemed that she had to prepare some rice.

At this time, a thunder scared Wen Ruolan's hand to shake, and the wood fell to the ground.

She got up in a hurry, closed the doors and windows, and sat in the kitchen with her knees to cook medicine. She thought with a bitter smile of the words he said when she fell off the cliff and first met him - climbing up.

Sure enough, I am not brave, no one is strong for you.

Knead knead face, Wen Ruolan breathed out: "not afraid, I'm not afraid, a thunderstorm day, what's to be afraid of?"

Nevertheless, still looked for cotton to plug an ear, decoct medicine conscientiously.

At night, Wen Ruolan opened the door, looked at the pouring rain outside, sighed, closed the door to continue to cook medicine, and finally fell asleep in the kitchen.

In her dream, there was water everywhere. She saw a man floating on the water. She was familiar with everything. She swam desperately and grabbed the man: "Master Yu? Wake up! Wake up

Wen Ruolan grabbed his arm and swam in the water. But she was exhausted, but she couldn't find any place to settle down. In a hurry, she opened her eyes and her forehead was full of sweat.

Take over clothes draped in the body, get out of bed, push open the window, the sky a bright moon, Qinghui sprinkled in the yard, the air has the fresh after the rain.

Standing by the window, Wen Ruolan still can't let go of her dream just now, but this kind of emotion is really unclear. He has been walking for nearly six days.

Bang! Bang bang!

"Help! Open the door, help A hoarse voice came.

Wen Ruolan quickly dressed up, put on a mask, ran to the door, asked softly: "who?"

"Girl, help! We are the victims from the Longhe River. A noble young man asked us to come to yaolu to survive." The husky voice outside the door with surprise, eager to reply.

Wen Ruolan quickly opened the door and saw a young man with an old woman on his back. He was covered with mud and ragged. There were more than a dozen people behind him.

"Come on in." Wen Ruolan asked the door to pick up these people.

In yaolu, Wen Ruolan burned a large pot of hot water and put some dry food in the kitchen on the table: "drink some water and eat something."

Looking back, the young man was half kneeling on the ground, supporting the old woman. He went and held the old woman's wrist to feel her pulse. It took a long time to release his hand.

"Girl, how is my mother?" The young man eagerly looks at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan took out the pills he had prepared and handed them to the young man: "it's OK. After taking this medicine, it's OK. Let the old man have a rest first."

Thanks a million to these people, Wen Ruolan let them rest and went to the next room to dispense medicine.

"Girl."

Wen Ruolan looked up. The boy had washed his face. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He stood at the door, holding his skirt tightly, and his toes in straw sandals were hooked. He didn't dare to come in.

"Come in, I have something to ask you." Wen Ruolan wrapped up the prepared herbs and went to get them.

The boy came in and stood beside him with a tangled face. He wanted to talk, but he didn't dare to say. He just looked at Wen Ruolan secretly. He had never seen such a beautiful person.

"Is it the dragon river that broke its bank? Are there many people who have escaped? " Wen Ruolan raised his head: "what's your name?"

"Ah, ah Kui." The boy stuttered, scratched his hair with his hands and looked down at his toes.

Wen Ruolan handed over two packets of herbs: "can ah Kui cook medicine?"

"Yes, yes." Aquili reaches out his hand to take over the herbal medicine, and doesn't dare to look at Wen Ruolan. In that way, Zisheng makes Wen Ruolan laugh.

"Ah Kui, what does the man who asked you to come look like?"

Ah Kui grabbed the herbal medicine and hung his head: "it's a noble young man. When the levee broke, we all fled. Only he ran in. I don't know if there are relatives in it. I want to persuade him. He told me that if we can save lives here, we will come."

As soon as the words fell, there was another knock on the door. Wen Ruolan looked up and said, "ah Kui, go and open the door."