Sealing Sword Chapter 60: Dusk

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Even if Chu Xiwei was in a coma, he still clung to Ye Fusheng, so he had to accompany him in the carriage and handed over the heavy task of driving to Qin Lanshang. Fortunately, although the eldest lady was still angry, she also distinguished the priorities. Although she was not very familiar with the car, she barely managed to be sure, and entered the village at noon.

Although Qingxue Village is elegantly named, it is an ordinary mountain village.

It is not far from Anxi Mountain, facing mountains and rivers. Although there are no prosperous towns in the surrounding area, it is barely self-sufficient, and its folk customs are simple and uncontested.

I rarely see outsiders here. As soon as the carriage enters, the old and weak women and children are not afraid of birth. They stretch their necks to watch. Qin Lanshang has never been looked at like this in her life, her face flushed, thinking about being in the carriage Chu Xiwei didn't dare to lose his temper, so she had to look over them one by one.

This place is too ordinary. Most of the houses have mud walls with thatched roofs, and sometimes there are a few brick houses. They must be regarded as "big families" in the village. Qin Lan Chang weighed the key that Ye Fusheng had stuffed in her hand. Although it was well kept without rust, she could see that she was quite old, and she felt sadness in her heart. She felt that she was not going to live in the crumbling thatched cottage. It might as well be one night in the carriage.

But when she asked for directions along the way, when she finally reached the place, she was stunned.

This is a small house, a little far from the place where the villagers live, and the area is not too large. There is no stone beast in the town house at the door, and the plaque on the top is a bit rotten, with two big characters written on it: Honestly.

Ye Fusheng helped Chu Xiwei get out of the car, but the latter was still not awake, and he didn't think too much. Qin Lanchang stepped forward and opened the door, and found that apart from a small yard, there were only three small houses. The middle was the front hall, the right was the bedroom, and the left was fastened by a big lock.

The yard has not been cleaned for a long time. There is a dusty weapon rack on the side of the wall. Unfortunately, the rack is empty. In addition, there is a big tree with fallen leaves covering the ground and covering the stone carved tables and stools below.

Qin Lanchang brushed away the leaves on the table, but found that there was a chessboard underneath, with black and white chess pieces intertwined. It was a tie without winning or losing. She picked up a chess piece and the bottom was clean, indicating this The game of chess has been placed here for a long time.

She was stunned for a moment, and somehow she didn't dare to take it lightly, and put the chess piece back in place.

Ye Fusheng has kicked open the bedroom door. Surprisingly, this room is not as dusty as it is outside, but it is covered with thin dust. It can be seen that at least one or two months ago, there were still people living here.

I saw the weapon rack in the yard. I thought it was a warrior’s dwelling. However, there were huanghuali wooden racks full of books and a wooden table with the four treasures of the study. At first glance, it was a scholar's preference.

He supported Chu Xiwei with one hand, and his left hand shook away the drape covering the bed. The bedding underneath was still smooth. Ye Fusheng took a closer look and then placed Chu Xiwei on the bed.

Calling Qin Lanchang in, Ye Fusheng warned: "I'll go to the doctor, you should clean up the house first, don't leave your uncle here alone."

Qin Lanchang obediently responded. Seeing Ye Fusheng walk out the door, she turned out the bucket and wooden basin, quickly fetched water from the well in the yard, rolled up her sleeves and started cleaning.

She picked up a few books on the shelf, and found that one row was hand-copied classics, and there were notes at the end of each page, and the signature was "Zhou Shen"; the other row was the original book, neatly placed Neatly, Qin Lanshang turned a few pages, and fell out a piece of yellowed paper. The writing on it was very bold and bold: "Hey A Shen's fourteenth birthday, Qin Yunfei's words."

Qin Hebai, Bei Xia, is the word Yunfei.

Qin Lanshang has never heard of Zhou Shen's name, but Nanru Ruan Feiyu is named Ruan Shen, and Ruan's surname is after his debut, and no one knows his previous surname.

The heart was shaken, and the book in Qin Lanshang's hand "slapped" to the ground.

Her gaze swept across every part of the house inch by inch, and then through the half-open window to the small courtyard, as if seeing a fleeting year shrunk between these square inches, but unfortunately it was just like a mirror of water and moon. Unreachable, unthinkable.

Ye Fusheng came back very quickly. He has always been a nonchalant person. At this time, he was anxious, and he was a little bit faster. He almost broke the old doctor's leg.

There is only one doctor in this village. His surname is Li. He is nearly 60 years old. I heard that he went to the border with his father to be a military doctor more than 30 years ago. But I don’t know what happened. His father stayed here forever. There, he alone came back.

Although Dr. Li is in the countryside, he has no knowledge at all. He saw Ye Fusheng's appearance, and then went into the room to see Qin Lanshang and Chu Xiwei. They were quite interesting, and he took the pulse to see a doctor. No nonsense.

Ye Fusheng sat aside, leaving all his injuries behind. It wasn't his blood that was alive, nor his flesh and blood. His eyes were only Chu Xiwei, who was bloodless on the bed.

After a long while, Doctor Li retracted his hand, stroked his gray beard, and said: "He suffered internal injuries and took too much medicine, forcibly drained his energy and wasted blood, so he was unconscious. "

Ye Fusheng's heart jumped, Qin Lanchang was about to shed tears, and hurriedly asked: "Can you save it?"

"Yes. I will apply acupuncture and moxibustion to let him calm the chaotic internal breath, and then prescribe medicine to heal the injury and invigorate the qi, but this cures the symptoms but not the root cause, but it is temporarily relieved. You have to plan again. "

Ye Fu grew to breathe a sigh of relief. He had long felt that something was wrong with Chu Xiwei during this period. It is very likely that there was a problem with her own practice. This matter must be solved by the person who has the bell, only to wait for him to wake up. Only to find a way to remedy it, this old doctor can do this step is already excellent.

"Doctor Lao." He felt relieved and bowed his hands, but he tugged the wound on his left shoulder, grinning with pain.

Doctor Li smiled kindly: "Although the trauma on your body is not serious, you should be treated as soon as possible. I will apply medicine to you later."

He said that he was about to turn around to write a prescription. Before Qin Lanchang could vomit, he heard Ye Fusheng suddenly ask: "Doctor Li, I have two questions I want to ask you."

Doctor Li turned his head: "But it's okay to say."

"Beijiang Broken Soul Grass saw blood seal the throat. I heard that there is no antidote, but I have seen a person who was bloodied by this poison, but it seems that it has no effect." Ye Fusheng paused, "This, yes What's the matter?"

At that time, although everyone had been allowed to drink Canglu, the red heart snow lotus was not a divine object that can solve the world's hundreds of poisons, but ordinary poisons are useless for this, and strange poisons can only relieve the suppression.

Of course, Soul Breaker is not among the general ones, but Ruan Feiyu was injured by Zhang Ze with this poison. Not only did he die without the poison, but he didn't seem to have any discomfort, which is strange.

Doctor Li frowned when he heard the words: "Is that person... always coughing, sometimes with blood, weight loss, sleep and food, especially once a wound occurs, the blood flow is difficult to stop?"

Qin Lanshang finally reacted, her face suddenly changed. Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyebrows and said, "This is the second question I want to ask her husband."

"Sure enough..." Doctor Li sighed, "The two questions asked by the son are really difficult for ordinary people to answer. I have only encountered a few cases in my life in medicine, and if there is one symptom, there must be Second."

Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Qin Lanshang held his breath and listened only to Doctor Li's words: "Shunhungrass is a poison peculiar to northern Xinjiang. Outsiders don't know about it. Even doctors who have practiced medicine for decades may not know that it has a characteristic. That is, once someone is poisoned and does not die, then the poison is useless to that person from then on."

Ye Fusheng asked: "How can I survive poisoning?"

"The whole body of Soul Breaker is poisonous, but the world uses it to take only the leaves and discard its rhizome. I don't know that the root is also useful." Doctor Li recalled carefully, "If someone is poisoned by Soul Breaker , Just chew its rhizomes, you can temporarily use poison to fight the poison to relieve the poison, and then supplement it with acupuncture and medicated bath, and then use the five poisons to refine the pills. It can detoxify after 36 days, but..."

Qin Lanshang couldn't help but speak: "But what?"

"Although this medicine can detoxify, it is too poisonous. Even if the person did not die at that time, he would survive in a few years." Doctor Li looked at her, "I have met two people like this. I thought I had escaped, but I didn't expect to get the same kind of strange disease soon afterwards, which is the symptoms just mentioned, but in two or three years, he died of organ failure and withered blood."

Ye Fusheng said: "If there is a good medicine from a famous doctor, can it be cured?"

"It can only be delayed, not cured, and it can't be delayed for at most seven years."

Qin Lanchang stood dumbly on the spot.

Ye Fusheng suddenly asked: "I heard that Mr. Feng joined the army with his father in his early years, but have you heard of General Qin Hebai?"

When talking about Qin Hebai outside, no matter what people think in their hearts, most people fear the court and describe him as "rebels". However, in this mountain village away from the hustle and bustle, people don't think so.

When Dr. Li heard the words, there was sadness in his eyes: "Naturally, I knew it. It's a pity...The war was urgent back then. Thanks to General Qin's strength against the barbarians, it was a pity that it didn't end well."

Ye Fusheng also sighed: "The imperial court's killing of Zhongliang in the name of'supporting soldiers and committing chaos' is indeed an unjust case, but I don't know why General Qin stayed in Jinghanguan and refused to return to Beijing, otherwise it would not be ……"

Doctor Li suddenly got excited and interrupted him: "How can the general go? The plague broke out in the shocking cold at that time!"

Qin Lanshang blurted out: "Plague?"

"For so many years, I dare not say to others, I am afraid that they will call me a madman, and I am afraid of causing trouble, but I am at this age and I am not afraid of anything." Dr. Li's eyes reddened, his voice hoarse. "I was only in my twenties that year. My father was a military doctor in Shocking Pass, so I went to look for him. Unexpectedly, that fall, the barbarians broke out with an epidemic and many people died, and those guys actually colluded with the black heart. Traffickers, let the sick soldiers disguise themselves as civilians, and eat and eat into the city with the disease-stained leather..."

Qin Lanshang's face was pale, Ye Fusheng's fingers slowly clenched into fists.

"At the time of discovery, hundreds of people were already infected...the border is a heavy place. Once such news comes out, it will be a disaster. General Qin sent people to arrange the doctors and the sick in remote areas for concentrated treatment, but it worked. Very little, there are still barbarians who are ready to move, how can you say he can leave?"

Qin Lanshang trembled: "Then why... didn't he report truthfully to the court?"

The one who answered her was Ye Fusheng: "Girl, do you know that the disease is difficult to treat. What measures will the court take to avoid the spread of the disease? It's very simple, cut the grass and root."

Qin Lanchang's hands and feet were cold, and Dr. Li sighed: "Well, if he reported to the court, then all those who might be infected would be burned alive."

How could Qin Hebai's life be in vain for hundreds of thousands of lives? But by doing so, he also suppressed the safety of a city.

For humanity, he lives up to it; for the overall situation, he is wrong. Therefore, Gu Zheng will only attack him when the Shadow Guard comes here.

Qin Lanchang couldn't say a word. Ye Fusheng glanced at her, but didn't speak any more, and asked Doctor Li to write the prescription.

Qin Lanshang didn't know how she grabbed the medicine and boiled the water, as if she had become a puppet, what Ye Fusheng said, she did it.

When she finally recovered, it was dusk. Doctor Li had already returned home. Chu Xiwei lay down on the bed and fell asleep after applying the needle. Ye Fusheng did not know where he dug out a small jar of wine and sat down. By her side.

The orange light of the setting sun covers the body, and it doesn't feel warm, but there is a tinge of coldness. Qin Lanshang shrank, Ye Fusheng untied her coat and put it on her, saying: "Little girl, it's not good to be cold."

Qin Lanshang watched him drinking, her eyes moved, and said, "Why are you so good to me?"

"First, you are a girl and a good-looking girl." Ye Fusheng smiled, "Second, A Yao is your uncle."

Qin Lanshang didn't know Chu Xiwei's previous name, but she also guessed that the name was referring to her uncle. Her expression changed and she didn't say much, she sat quietly with her clothes close.

She is so quiet, Ye Fusheng is a little uncomfortable: "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking a lot, but I don't understand." Qin Lanshang turned to look at him, "Uncle Ye, the more people grow up, the more difficult it is to understand?"

"The saddest thing in this world is that you are no longer a child." Ye Fusheng rubbed the flask, "When you get older, no one will shelter you from the wind and rain, no one will plan for you. You have to learn to carry everything by yourself. If you fall, don’t expect anyone to help you. Stand up and continue walking by yourself, understand?"

Qin Lanshang seems to understand but not understand, but she feels that these two simple sentences, if they are so important, will make her breathless.

"Since you don't understand, you might as well go take a look." Ye Fusheng raised his chin to the left, "Isn't there still a room there?"