Bird Dude Nie Bufan: 49 Sick March
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The organs in the treasure house are complicated, and it took nearly 2 hours for everyone to explore only half of it. This half is enough to make people dumbfounded.
Exquisite gold and silver utensils, a variety of original collections, foreign treasures, rare minerals, wine glasses, scrolls, pianos and chess, etc., are all-encompassing and valuable. However, they also found that some of the items had been destroyed or stolen. However, there was no sign of being stolen in the treasure house, only chicken feathers, chicken feces, chicken paw prints and other things left on the ground showed signs.
As can be seen from the degree of wetness and dryness of the chicken feces, this treasure house has actually been visited by chickens for a long period of time. The damage was not entirely caused by the chickens who entered with them this time. This shows that this place has been swept away by chickens long ago!
People couldn't help but feel a sense of depression that people are not as good as chickens. In a sense, the chickens in Jicoo Village are indeed omnipotent from heaven and earth, and the gods cannot stop them from causing harm to the world.
After returning to the village, the gray-headed people went back to their residences to freshen up. There are chickens guarding the treasure house, which is definitely safer than the palace. If anyone wants to sneak in secretly without long eyes, make sure to let them go in and out, with light steps and tears.
Nie Bufan returned home, Zhang Junshi had already prepared hot water for him and helped him undress.
Nie Bufan pushed him out and said that he wanted to enjoy the time in the bath alone. In fact, he didn't want the traces on his body to be seen by Zhang Junshi. It was too troublesome to explain.
As a result, he soaked for nearly half an hour. It wasn't until Zhang Junshi came to call the door that he crawled out slowly, like an old man with weak limbs, putting on his shirt tremblingly, and then lying on his stomach. The chair stopped moving, and his mouth made a dying call: "Zhang Sanjun, I'm dying, come and save me!"
When Zhang Junshi heard it, he thought something was wrong, so he kicked the door open and rushed in.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Junshi asked worriedly when he rushed to Nie Bufan's side.
Nie Bufan stretched out his hands and said pitifully: "Zhang Sanjun, I am very weak, you can carry me back to the bedroom."
Zhang Jun really smiled at his coquettish appearance, hugged him horizontally, and strode towards the bedroom.
When passing by the door, Nie Bufan looked at the two dangling door panels and said: "Zhang Sanjun, remember to fix the door when you look back. You are too rude. What do you think you bullied the door panel?"
Zhang Junshi's mouth twitches, who made you scream as if you were dying!
Put him back into the room, help him lie down, and change the quilt, Nie Bufan said softly: "Thank you Zhang Sanjun, good night."
Good night? It is only in the afternoon, Zhang Junshi rubbed his hair and said: "You will go to bed first, and I will call you at dinner."
"No, I just want to get a good night's sleep." Nie Bufan closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep soon.
Zhang Junshi looked at him for a long while, then took a kiss on his forehead and left the bedroom lightly.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Li Yi walking towards him.
"Is he in there?" Li Yi asked.
"I have fallen asleep." Zhang Junshi glanced at him and asked, "What happened to you in the treasure house? He looks tired."
"I want to know too." Li Yi said, "Let's talk about it when he wakes up!"
The two left one after another.
A figure flashed across the courtyard, and Wang Shichan, who was planning to visit Nie Bufan, also disappeared.
Nie Bufan slept for a full 7 hours this night, and did not wake up until Mao the next day. Zhang Junshi was the first to notice that something was wrong, and then he went into the house and found that he was feverish and drowsy, obviously sick.
Zhang Jun was really worried and quickly sent someone to the city to ask for a doctor.
Everyone in Jiwo Village was caught off guard by Nie Bufan's disease. In their hearts, the village chief Nie is a scourge that can't be beaten to death, is not afraid of falling, and that it is not painful to be beaten. No one thought that he would have a day of illness!
Looking at Nie Bufan who was lying on the bed talking, everyone was worried, silent, and the atmosphere was a little depressed.
Wang Shichan looked at Si Chenyu coldly, a trace of guilt arose in the latter's heart, guessing that this illness was probably due to the scene* in the underground passage yesterday.
The doctor was quickly dragged in by the collar. He was panting, he was about to have an attack, but when he saw a room full of well-dressed and extraordinary characters, he couldn't help but be frightened with cold sweats, and said that this remote mountain village is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. He began to be particularly cautious about the condition of the man in bed.
Amidst all the sharp eyes, the doctor came to the bed tremblingly. After observing his pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to the people: "There is nothing serious about this young man, who is just vacant outside and hot inside. After a few doses of decoction, I will be fine after a few days of recuperation."
There is another point that the doctor did not dare to say. This man has obviously been with the same person recently, and the root cause of the disease also comes from this. As for who the victim is, it doesn't matter to him. But he is still obligated to remind.
"Uh...in addition, **** should not be frequent. It must be cleaned after each time. Normal use of medicine and warmth can improve physical fitness."
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the room looked a little weird and the atmosphere was strange.
When the doctor saw this, his cold sweat broke out again. He hurriedly wrote the prescription, explained it carefully, and hurried away as if fleeing for his life.
Zhang Junshi asked Tubeng to grab the medicine, and then brought a bowl of rice porridge over, wanting to feed him a bowl first.
Li Yi helped him sit up and whispered his name in his ear.
Nie Bufan woke up in a daze, only to feel dizzy and weak in his limbs.
He pulled Zhang San and Li Si's arms to the left and right, and said in pain: "Zhang Sanjun, you must take care of my chickens. You can't sell them. They are not easy to make. There are also eggs. Made into tea eggs, some eggs can give birth to babies."
Zhang Jun is really speechless.
He said to Li Yi again: "Li Si, be in love with your brother, don't hurt your peace because of me, if I am no longer, I can rely on him for the elderly."
"..." Li Yi's face cramped.
"Wang Wu, the Buddha is not easy to serve. It is right for you not to be a monk. In the future, you will specialize in raising chickens. If you can save them, it will be a merit. There is not a saying, "One person gains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." 'Is it? It's up to you whether they will be successful in the future!"
Wang Shichan: "..."
"Brother Wet..."
"Okay, you don't have to worry about my business!" Si Chenyu interrupted quickly.
Nie Bufan's teary eyes were dim, and he said weakly: "I'm so sick, don't you let me speak truth?"
You just fell ill and made it seem like you were giving your last words.
He knew that even if this guy was sick, it was a scourge!
Nie Bufan talked about it for a long time, and finally asked: "Zhang Sanjun, tell me honestly, how long can I live?"
Zhang Junshi solemnly said: "There are still a thousand years to live."
After waiting for him to finish drinking the porridge, everyone dispersed and listened to his nonsense. They were probably going crazy.
But they all remembered the last words the doctor said, and the recipe was also written on the method of warming up, so we must not let Nie Bufan have a chance to be lazy! The future sexual happiness depends on it!
In the evening, Zhang Junshi brought the boiled medicine over, and Nie Bufan hugged the quilt and hummed, "I'm done, don't take the medicine."
"Hey, take the medicine and heal faster."
Nie Bufan rolled a few times, and he just didn't want to get up.
In just a few hours, his spirit has indeed improved a lot. Zhang Junshi didn't dare to be careless, worried that his condition would be repeated, so he coaxed him to drink the medicine.
"If you don't drink, I'll just drink it." Li Yi threatened from the side.
Nie Bufan stretched out his head aggrievedly and looked at Li Yi with accusing eyes.
The rest of the people treated him well, standing in a row like riot police.
Under pressure, Nie Bufan finally took a sip, then was silent for a while, and said melancholy: "Let me be euthanized! The difficult task of taking medicine is not something I can complete."
His pitifulness naturally did not receive the slightest sympathy, and a bowl of soup and medicine was fed into his stomach without any leftovers. Feeding him, drinking medicine, and eating is like fighting a war. This guy is not at peace for a moment. The worries he had caused by his illness before are absolutely unnecessary!
Everyone gloated, and he shouted bitterly: "You are too unkind. If you bully a weak man like this, you will be retributed!"
The curse was still in my ears, and no one expected it to be fulfilled so quickly.
The sickly Nie Bufan was alive and kicking the next day, and the rest of the people in Jiwo Village, except Wang Shichan, all fell ill.
Actually, the chickens were the first to get sick after Nie Bufan. They seemed to be infected by him. First, they lost their appetite, then became violent and aggressive.
In just a few days, the chicken nest village was turned upside down by them, like a tornado passing by. Others were fortunate enough to see the real fighting power of the chickens, flying over the walls, digging the ground, swimming in the water and drilling wood... It was a shocking and eye-opening.
When the cramps of the chickens are over, everyone who originally watched the show is also tragic.
Their condition is different from Nie Bufan and the chicken group. Their symptoms include coughing, fever, runny nose, not eating well and sleeping well, drinking medicine every day, and suffering too much.
Nie Bufan took care of them while thinking: Is this the legendary bird flu? It shouldn't be serious, right? Although he often cursed them, he didn't really hope that something happened to them. Live humans have a more sense of accomplishment when they are molested, and now all of them are sick and crooked, all kinds of unpleasant!
Only Wang Shichan in Jiwo Village was not ill. It was probably because he was only a vegetarian, so he escaped.
As a pathogen and the ultimate culprit, Nie Bufan resolutely decided to take responsibility and put out all his savings to reserve a large amount of medicinal materials, boil them into juice every day, and pour them one by one. The food is also mainly light, to eliminate any meat.
After a few days, everyone lost weight, all of them were listless, their eyes sunken, and they wanted to cry when they smelled the meat.
They have never experienced such a hard life.
Looking at their desire/immortality/desire/death appearance, Wang Shichan, who is so pure and indifferent, couldn't help but arouse a trace of sympathy and some schadenfreude.
The author has something to say: I went to the holiday two days ago, hehe.
Happy holidays and good health!