Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: Two hundred and eighteen seek medical advice

Yang Hu punched the already exasperated Hu Dachui. Hu Dachui's entire chest was sunken by Yang Hu's iron fist. Two eyeballs protruded out, and his eyes turned white, glowing strangely under the faint moonlight.

Yang Hu was exhausted, and suddenly raised his head to see Hu Dachui's eyes. I couldn't help feeling cold. Although the eyes were a dead body that couldn't hurt anyone, Yang Hu saw his eyes struck by lightning, and I couldn't help shaking with horror. Take a few steps back.

Hu Dachui's back has been hit into the kiln wall, and the body is still standing there. Yang Hu realized his weakness, suddenly roared, and rushed up with both fists and hit him in the face like a storm. The bones of his facial features were shattered, and his eyes were blurred.

After a long time, Yang Hu took a few steps backwards as if losing strength, and almost fell to the ground. He half-kneeled on the ground, panting, and it took a long time to calm down. Yang Hu's eyes and ears regained their sensitivity, and suddenly heard a "gege" sound behind him, which almost frightened his soul away.

No matter how courage he is to commit such an unscrupulous evil, he can't be justified in his heart. When he heard the sound, he jumped up and took a posture to look behind him. Can't help but be stunned.

The moonlight suddenly dimmed, and the person who came was changed again, but after a couple of years, how could he not recognize who the person was? Cui Ying'er's teeth fought back and forth, staring at him blankly, tears streaming down his face, faintly shining in the moonlight.

Yang Hu was horrified, and lost his voice: "Ying'er. It's you? Why...how did you find it now? He...sledgehammer, he betrayed his brother and violated the mountain rules...".

When he said this, seeing Cui Ying'er suddenly became disgusted, disdainful and incredulous, he couldn't help muttering. Cui Ying'er trembled: "You...how can you do such a thing? This is the number one loyal brother of Bazhou Lvlin?"

Yang Hu panicked, he was always afraid of Cui Ying'er. I can't afford to resist her at all. What's more, Cui Ying'er is not only martial arts much better than him, since she has returned, Wushu Huo must also be nearby. Now that today’s things have been exposed, where will he be in the world from now on? Where?

Being ruined and ruined, everyone shouted and beaten, and when I thought of the brilliant North Green Forest headliner, I couldn't see anyone ever since. Yang Hu was terrified and said: "Ying'er, I can’t do anything. I can’t open my bow without turning back. If I let them talk nonsense and lose my morale. What should I do? Fifth...Uncle Fifth, his old man must understand my painstaking efforts. Those who succeed in...successfully do not stick to the trivial."

"Fifth Uncle?" Cui Ying'er asked involuntarily, feeling sad.

She just quietly touched the mountain according to the secret note left by Yang Hu, and the closer she got, the more hesitated to move forward. When she thought of facing her husband, she blushed with shame. He hesitated and did not dare to move forward, and listened to the conversation between Yang Hu and Hu Dachui in the dark.

Yang Hu violently killed people, and was extremely quick. When Cui Ying'er woke up from shock and horror, Hu Dachui was already a dead body. At this time, after listening to Yang Hu’s questioning and signing each other, Cui Ying'er realized that from Yang Hu when Li Jiaji encouraged her and her fifth uncle to go to their big colleagues to assassinate Yang Ling, a round was set up, one to eradicate all knowing that he is not the true dragon emperor. Reincarnated private brothers to kill the game.

What a mechanism to calculate! After figuring this out, Cui Ying'er looked miserable. He choked and said: "Uncle Wu? Uncle Wu gave his life for your emperor Wang Da industry, and has buried his body in Datong City."

She smiled and said: "Now only I know that you are a mountain king with a narrow temperament and no climate. You are not the reincarnation of Ziwei at all, and you are not the emperor of the true dragon at all! Kill me too, so you can rest assured Have you dreamed of an unrighteous emperor with all four empty ones".

Cui Ying'er drew the short sword from under his ribs, held the tip of the sword with **** and handed it to Yang Hu, raising her pretty face and closing her eyes to die.

She was self-pity and was humiliated by others. In any case, she was ashamed of her husband. Now she finds that the Yang Hu, who was originally upright and empathetic, has become so insidious and vicious. She is discouraged and desperate to die.

Yang Hu originally had no intention of killing her, but when she said that, a wicked thought rose in his heart, but even though the hilt of the sword was in his hand, he couldn't believe that the red lady who had always been heroic and dry would remember this scene. Deadly thought, Yang Hu's eyes flashed, and his heart flashed, and finally concluded that Cui Ying'er was trying him on purpose.

She is my wife anyway, and I am her husband. No matter how much I do to sorry others, how sad and disappointed I make her, she has no reason to oppose her husband. Now she deliberately made this gesture, obviously wanting to find an excuse to kill herself or leave herself.

Yang Hu thought of this, and cried out in her heart: "It's dangerous, I almost fell on her! She's giving me a condom, and my fifth uncle is still hiding in the dark. I am her man. , Whether I am a hero of the Green Forest or a wretched villain, everyone in the world can spurn and kill, but she can only live and die with me. What am I afraid of her doing?

Furthermore, the copycat has suffered heavy losses. In order to achieve a major event, you need to rely on the financial and human resources of the Cui family. If you break up with her, Cui boss will help himself?

It is often said that my daughter is crying, sincerely. The son-in-law cries, the black donkey farts! Who can trust a son-in-law who has no daughter?

Yang Ling thought of this, and the clenched hand loosened, and the sword fell to the ground with a sound of'dangna'. He pretended to be sad and angrily: "Madam, you and I are one husband and wife, and the affection is heavy. It is me who died. Are you willing to hurt your hair?

The fate of these brothers is fate, but the dozen or so Dazhai brothers I have contacted in the past two years are not all lives? How did you fight the officers and soldiers when the morale was lost? Isn't the two hundred brothers who died in the capital a life? Isn't their **** hatred not reported?

I couldn't stop their mouths, lard was overwhelmed for a while. Just committing this big mistake, the lady blamed it a lot, because her husband already knew it was wrong, Ying'er, call Wushu out. Then Sangui cut my heart and sacrificed my dead brother! "

Yang Hu's remarks were heartbroken, full of repentance, Cui Ying'er slowly opened his eyes, stared at him in a dazed manner, suddenly smiled tragically, and said softly: "Uncle Wu...really dead...follow The many good brothers you came out are all dead...".

Yang Hu was surprised and delighted: "There is really only the Red Lady left, so it will be easy to handle it. One night husband and wife will be kind to each other for a hundred days. If she hates and resents, she can throw her husband out to make people scold. . Become a street mouse? There is no such woman in the world!"

Yang Hu was determined in his heart, and asked urgently: "Uncle Wu is really dead? He... his martial arts so brilliant... Could it be... Have you already killed Yang Ling?"

"Kill...Yang Ling?" Cui Ying'er suddenly felt a little guilty: killing Yang Ling, killing Yang Ling, the master didn't kill it. Wu Shu was killed by Maitreya leader Li Fuda, but he killed himself in the end...

Cui Ying'er had a hard time talking, and shook his head in a panic: "I...we met Li Fuda, the leader of Maitreya, and we didn't know each other's identity in the dark, so we started. The fifth uncle was killed in his hands, I...I..."

She was furious at first, but the phrase Yang Hu was asking her heart disease, and Cui Ying'er's momentum suddenly weakened.

Yang Hu didn’t know why she suddenly became weak, but she mentioned the cause of Uncle Huo’s death, and because of the sadness in her heart, she took the opportunity to hold her hand and said: “It’s not in the way, as long as you are safe, Maitreya Teach Liangzi to settle this account. Sooner or later I have to settle this account with them."

Cui Ying sneered. He shook his hand abruptly, and screamed: "Let go of me, your hand is stained with your own brother's blood! Yes, most of them are kowtowing and burning incense with you, the Jinlandi brothers, my Cui family. The people in the village are not as close as you and me, but do you want me to pretend not to see? Even if I die, I will not lie on the same bed with a black wolf!"

Yang Hu flushed, as if angrily and pleading: "Ying'er, you...you are my lady, no matter who betrays me or abandons me, will you leave me? Except this time, I can Have you ever lied to a fight? Apart from this, have I ever done one wrong thing?

Lady, you are a woman. You don’t understand. A man who has come to this world has gone through this life. If there is a chance, who doesn’t want to do a big thing vigorously, do you know the difficulties in my heart? Good Ying'er, I promise you that I will never do something I am sorry for my brother in this life. Today’s things are known to everyone, you know me, you don’t leave me, OK? "

Cui Ying'er looked at the man in front of him who had become a little fuzzy, and felt like he wanted to laugh wildly: "This is my husband? This is what I selected from the hundreds of heroes in the northern green forest. A hero with hyphenation, high martial arts, rich in promise, and heavy righteousness?

I just want to commit suicide for this kind of person? Is he worthy? A **** hand, sorry brother; a clean and tainted, sorry husband. We are really a match made in heaven, and we have committed sins, which I owed in my previous life.

Red Lady stopped crying, her red eyes with curvy eyelashes, her voice was as cold as ice: "Now, can I still trust you? You don't want to write a divorce letter, then I am still your Yang Family daughter-in-law in name , But from now on, we will cut our righteousness, the name is a couple, but I don’t care what you do, and you don’t even want to interfere with what I do. Today, if you do such a thunderous thing, you will have your own retribution."

The Red Lady is like fire and hatred like hatred. If it wasn't for Yang Hu to be her husband, she would have already taken off his head with a sword, so she spoke harshly. Yang Hu was relieved after hearing this:

As long as the face is still a husband and wife, I can make the people of Cui's old village move. What's more, the Red Lady Yidu once vomited with him, and the anger disappeared after a long time. Now she promised her, and she will try her best to please her. Sooner or later, won't she change her mind?

Cui Ying'er finished speaking, picked up the sword and walked to the corpse of Hu Dachui. She knelt down and worshiped for three times. She Lei stood up and lifted him up, gently laying on the ground, digging the soil with the sword, and burying him on the spot, Yang Hu Wanting to step forward to help, the Red Lady stared coldly, and she couldn't help but stepped aside.

Guo Yaozi was seriously injured. There were multiple stab wounds and arrow wounds on his body, and one thigh was already ulcerated. Yang Hu also deliberately procrastinated and wanted him to die, so he kept delaying treatment. Now only a breath is left.

Red Lady was worried that Yang Hu would kill him. After Hu Dachui was buried, she went into the cave and guarded him. She wanted to carry him down the mountain after dawn, trying to get medical treatment. Yang Hu was helpless and had to stay in another Stay temporarily in a cave dwelling.

The night is deep. Before the bonfire was over, the Red Lady hugged her knees and sat beside He Yaozi, falling into a nightmare...

You'er, her thoughts seem to have flown back to the old village of Cuijiazhai. The master Cui Da of the North Green Forest invites her daughter to marry her. Not only the heroes from all walks of life in the North Green Forest gather in Cuijiazhai. Many heroes from all walks of life in the south also came here, one by one young talents took to the stage to compete, but they were knocked to the ground by her and kicked off the stage.

Ms. Cui is a little disappointed. Suddenly a man came onto the stage. Most of the people in the green forest didn't know Duyu. Others used a roll call for the emcee to record, but he went to write down the name by himself, and Lady Hong couldn't help but glance at him. Just when he met his gaze, this person was Yu Xuanang, and she was quite handsome. The Red Lady couldn't help her face being warm, and she felt a little like in her heart.

In his sleep, Cui Ying'er lightly frowned its delicate eyebrows: "It's a pity that martial arts is so unhelpful, alas, but there is no general in Shu, let him get a bit of it."

Cui Ying'er sells a flaw. Being knocked to the ground gently by the man, the man stretched out his hand, Cui Ying'er smiled sweetly, and handed it over to the crowd cheering loudly, but the man's appearance was suddenly blurred, and he became Yang Ling. .

Cui Ying'er was shocked and frightened. She wanted to figure out what was going on, but suddenly she drifted to another space: her pretty hips arched up, and her well-trained **** were deformed between his fingers. He put the light pink areola into his mouth forcefully, and she couldn't stop sucking.

I’m about to fly to the sky, Cui Ying'er felt that her crotches were about to melt, panting her ten fingers into her man’s sweaty hair, but the handsome face she held up seemed familiar and seemed to Strange, she remembered, his name is Yang Ling, strange...Is he the one I married? Is he the bandit leader? Court officials?

My mind was dizzy like drunk, I can no longer think about it anymore, waves of blissful pleasure made her rippling like floating on the water, and the men on her body touched the ups and downs of the soul like a study, affecting Her tender buttocks shuddered, echoing her ecstasy.

It doesn’t matter, he’s making love to himself. He must be his husband. It’s funny. We are so affectionate. I would suspect that he is not my husband. Cui Ying'er suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. The charming scene of Luan falling down to the phoenix disappeared, Wushu stood in front of her with a pale face, and said sadly: "Ying'er, you forgot Wushu's blood feud? How can you make love to the enemy who killed me?"

"No, no, Uncle Wu, weren't you killed by Li Fuda?" Cui Ying'er shook his head in panic.

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"Who said that? Obviously we went to assassinate Yang Ling, and his officers and soldiers shot me to death. Whose rumor did you believe that Li Fuda killed me? Ying'er, we and the officers and soldiers do not share the same meaning. Death feud, how can you kid like people from the court?"

"I don't...I don't..., what the **** is going on? Who is lying to me? Why is Wushu telling lies, why are all lying to me, who can I believe? Who can I believe? "

Cui Ying'er argued in a panic, but looking around, Wushu disappeared again, Hu Dachui yelled at her with a pair of horrible eyes: "Your husband is a shameless villain, he betrayed us , He killed his Bhabba brother! How about you? Just hook up with other men, love and rape, we are blind, how can we follow you!"

"No...no..." Cui Ying'er stepped back in horror, and suddenly fell off the cliff. With a scream of "Ah", she woke up from her sleep.

Cui Ying'er straightened up his waist while stroking his forehead, only to find that he was wet and sweaty. The sky was twilight outside the cave, and You're blew into a gust of wind and chill, she shivered cleverly, it turned out to be Nan Ke Yimeng! Cui Ying'er has a short heartbeat, and it takes a long time to calm down.

Looking back at the He Yaozi lying there, this sturdy man has been dying of injuries. His face was gray and black. Cui Ying'er's nose is sore: Leaving Bazhou this time, he lost more than two hundred good brothers. He is the only one who is alive. In any case, I want to let him live. Bring him back to Bazhou!

His injury is too serious, and he won’t be able to go back. He must find a doctor to treat him. Cui Ying'er stood up and walked around the kiln twice, thinking about how to take He Yaozi down the mountain and find him a doctor.

Yang Hu poked his head at the entrance of the cave. He knew that the Red Lady was always awake when sleeping. If someone approached rashly, she would definitely be aware of it, but she didn't know that she had been hit hard in the past two days, physically and mentally exhausted, already exhausted, and she really fell asleep.

Cui Ying'er gave him a cold look. Faintly said: "I want to take him to see the doctor, and return to Dazhai Bazhou after heal his injury."

Yang Hu murmured: "He was wounded with swords and arrows. He is not cured by a smart doctor, but the doctors with good medical skills live in the big city. It is really dangerous to go to those places, and they met unknown people. People have such suspicious injuries...".

Cui Ying'er cut off his words and said: "I don't need to worry about this. You walk through your Yangguan Road. I cross my log bridge. I am atonement. No matter how difficult it is, I will do my heart and my strength. If you still want to kill people, just follow me, otherwise, go back and continue to recruit troops and prepare for rebellion! Yang Hu, I stare wide and wait to see, why God took you!"

She picked up He Yaozi on her back and passed Yang Hu in a hurry, without squinting. Yang Hu watched her pass by. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth, took a meal, packed his bags, and quietly went down the mountain.

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The emperor’s ceremonial ceremony went to Yangyuan, and Tang Yixian's condition suddenly repeated again. The high fever did not go away, and the damp sweat continued. This worries Zhengde and Yang Ling. Along the way, Zhengde prepared a spacious and luxurious sedan for Tang Yixian. Because she was lying sick, she did not dare to let her be exposed to the wind, so she never knew that the little captain who was waiting next to her was her son. .

Zhengde came out and was used to being wild. Putting on his dragon robe was far less comfortable than being an ordinary person. In addition, he was worried about the illness of Tang Yixian, so he changed into a captain's costume along the way, and came to visit from time to time. The car battle was empty and empty, just posing.

Even if he left the Tang Yixian car sedan, he didn't bother to return to his own Chengyu. Huer and the Yang Ling were squeezed into the same car, and Huer simply squeezed into a big car with the soldiers, free and unobtrusive.

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Tang Yixian became more ill, and Zhengde and Yang Ling were afraid to go fast. As soon as the convoy entered Yangyuan, it stopped to rest. The county magistrate of Yangyuan rushed to see Shengjia tremblingly, and Zhengde was too lazy to answer him. This small place is not far from Datong, and the post house is simple, Zhengde fears that Tang Yixian is inconvenient to move in and rest. Seeing that there is a big house in the county, gorgeous and extraordinary, I went to there. The county magistrate of Yangyuan asked, "Whose house is this?"

Piao Zifeng, the county magistrate of Yangyuan, leaned back and replied: "Back to the emperor, that is the residence of the former Zuotai imperial ambassador Huazi Guihua."

Zhengde said: "Go, tell him to vacate the best house and prepare a meal. I will stay here."

The emperor requisitioned the residence of the Minister to the Minister as a palace. It stands to reason that it is a good thing for the courtiers to show off. I am afraid that the chair that the emperor has sat on, the quilt that has been covered, this Huaziguihua must find a yellow paper bag When I got up, Sanzhuxiang made a confession one day, so Yang Ling hesitated for a moment, and didn't say anything to stop it.

The county magistrate of Yangyuan hurried to deliver the decree. When the royal envoy was overjoyed, he immediately called on the family to move to the other yard, vacated the main house, and entertained the emperor.

The genius doctors of the Royal Palace who were attending over and over again prescribed those prescriptions. Now Tang Yixian is dying, and his small face is a lot thinner. By contrast, his big eyes seem to be enlarged a lot, but that pair The beautiful big-eyed Qing also became bleak, listless all day, looking at Yang Ling so distressed.

Tang Yixian dared to lose her temper at Zhengde and others. The medicine was so bitter that she couldn’t help anyone without taking it, but Yang Ling took the medicine bowl and fed her personally. The little girl took the medicine obediently. Yang Ling became Miss Tang's exclusive pharmacist every time she took her medicine.

It's just that Tang Yixian took the medicine forcibly despite its bitter face. Those grass-roots and bark were extremely bitter, and they drank their stomachs and turned the rivers to the sea, vomiting and diarrhea. According to the old royal doctor of the palace, they vented the empty fire, and there is a good trend for clearing the intestines and removing poison. But how can Tang Yixian be so weak that he can withstand such a toss? In this case, the condition became serious. Even Yang Ling, a layman who didn't understand medical methods, could see that if this continued, a little flower-like girl would have to be tossed to death, so she absolutely stopped the medication.

Living in Huafu, the frail Tang Yixian drank some sugar water and fell asleep. Yang Ling gently wiped the water stains at the corners of her mouth with the silk, tucked her and turned around. Zhengde said with a sad face, "Student Yang, how can this be good? Her disease...her disease is getting worse".

Yang Ling gestured, and took Zhengde out of the Tang Yixian dormitory. The two faced each other in a daze. After a moment of silence, Yang Ling said: "Yixian (an immortal)'s condition is too serious. It can no longer be so bumpy and tired."

Zhengde nodded and said: "Well, I wanted to go back to Beijing to get treatment sooner, but now it seems to be impossible. This class of quack doctors can't even cure colds, they are really incompetent!"

Yang Ling gave a wry smile. He didn't understand medicine, but guessed that Tang Yixian had inflammation on his body in all likelihood. In modern times, Diliu directly injects refined anti-inflammatory drugs into the bloodstream, and it will take a long time to heal. In ancient times, some modern people looked at the inconspicuous illness and killed human beings.

He thought of Gao Wenxin suddenly, not knowing what she could do to cure Tang Yixian, but thinking about the round trip, it was unclear whether Tang Yixian would last until then, and he couldn't help but shook his head with his brows locked.

After a while, he moved his heart and hurriedly called humans: "Go, please come, Mr. Hua. I have something to ask."

Master Hua invited guests to the door, but the guests are the main ones. He had to invite others to meet him and waited for someone to report, but Master Hua was still enjoying it. Hearing this, he hurried to the back of the main courtyard and saw the emperor and Yang Ling, Miao Kui, Yang Fang and others.

Yang Ling asked: "Master Hua, are there any good doctors in the local area? Are there any better medical skills?"

Hana Zigui thought for a while and said, "Master Yang, the local area is a small county, but there are no famous doctors. The officer fell ill and invited a famous doctor from Datong for treatment. The two brought by Master Yang are Datong. Well-known doctor, local? There is a witch doctor surnamed Madi. It is said that some evil methods are actually folk remedies. Whether they are effective or not is difficult to say. The official has never asked him to treat the illness, but I heard from the local elders. , Some diseases are cured by hand."

Folk witch doctor? Folk medicine is unscientific and does not have a lot of dross, but there are also many prescriptions that have been circulated since ancient times that are not contained in regular medicine. Sometimes the symptoms are correct and they are indeed miraculous. However, the prescriptions of the two doctors in Datong did not work. On the one hand, there may be medical problems, and Yang Ling also knows that it is related to the identity of Tang Yixian.

They knew that Tang Yixian was the cousin of the governor of the factory, and now all the way, except for Tang Yixian, everyone knows that the lieutenant who carefully waits after running around her is the emperor of Great Ming.

The emperor still has such an attitude towards her~IndoMTL.com~Who would dare to underestimate her? Medical officials also know how to be an official. They treat these important people, but they dare not boldly diagnose and treat, and take medicine seriously. They are afraid that they will be guilty because of the adverse effect of some medicines, so they get something that is painless and itchy. Drugs fool people, these patients are also destined to die, it has nothing to do with them.

Yang Ling knows that these joints are now being rushed to the doctor for emergencies. It is better to ask the witch doctor for diagnosis and treatment. Whether he uses a folk remedy or a great god, even if it can alleviate the condition of Tang Yixian, it is worse than repeated conditions like this. Suffer.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling stretched her eyebrows and said to Zhengde: "The emperor, the minister personally goes to visit this witch doctor, if he is really a little way, please come back and try."

Zhengde has no idea now, and hurriedly nodded and said: "Aiqing go, don’t delay."

Yang Ling said to Master Hua: "I am not familiar with the local officials, please send the housekeeper to lead the way, I will explore this Witch Doctor Ma!"

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