"Waiter, give me some sugar water."
"Yes!"
The waiter wiped his tears and ran out immediately.
There are only two people in the room, Jiang Nuanzhi and Xiao Er. After getting along for a long time, sometimes she herself forgot that the little old man is a daughter. I took off his clothes today and remembered this. He rushed out to all the idle people, leaving only the waiter to help.
Jiang Nuan's hand-in-hand needle, the waiter fed him sugar water. However, after feeding a bowl of sugar water, the old man still did not respond. The waiter collapsed a little.
"Hey, old man, if you don't get up again, I'll take away all the money hidden around your waist!"
"I'll eat the two cans in the box!"
< br>"I don't recite the medical books you asked me to memorize, I'll burn them all!"
"Your baby's medicine bottle has all been poured!"
"And The medicinal materials you dry. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo
The waiter touched the money the old man brought, and cried again in fear for a moment. "Waiter, your master is sick. Let him take it slowly, it will be fine." Jiang Nuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, comforted the waiter, and applied the needle again.
"Little rabbit. You two don't have any good things! Jiang Yatou, do you want to tie the old man into a hedgehog?"
Jiang Nuanzhi was frightened after hearing this in a daze. He shook his hand.
Who understands the family?
What about the surgery? The patient spoke?
Just about to take out the sweat pill and cover it with him, the next second, the little old man pushed her hand tightly. Try to tilt your head one way.
"Okay, okay, you have forced out most of my toxins. The old man can't die. Just need it."
Before he finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Nuan. The veil in Zhi's hand flipped his eyes and fainted again.
Jiang Nuanzhi; "."
"Uh, sorry, I forgot to collect the veil."
The waiter: "."
The two of them were in a hurry again, which woke them up again.
The little old man opened his eyes, without saying a word, took out a bottle in his arms, and swallowed it desperately. "It's someone who wants my life. This poison is - a burp!" The old man suddenly burped a damaging poisonous burp, took out half a piece of candy steamed bun from his arms, and stuffed it. He entered his mouth and chewed it, saying, "It's so damn bitter. Fortunately, I'm prepared in advance, old man."
"Tell me the serious matter! Do you know the origin of this poison?"
The little old man looked cold and squinted his eyes and said, "This poison is probably it's"
" It's the smile under the widow Wang. Half a step of being ecstatic! "
Jiang Nuanzhi's hand holding the silver needle froze in the air, and the poisonous blood on the tip of the needle was ticking down.
"I'm talking nonsense when I smile with a smile!" She gritted her teeth and pierced the old man's hand holding the candy steamed bun, "How does Widow Wang know? Besides, what did she do to poison you?"< br>
"It's time, you still have to cover me!"
Jiang Nuanzhi was so angry that he really wanted to stab his mouth with an injection.
The little old man scratched his head: "Oh, I can't remember. Anyway, I can hold on for three or two months, I can't die! Let that boy Li Rong hurry up and find something for me, three I heard it within the month, and I still had a lot of energy in the custody."
As I said this, a carp thrust.
I didn't stand up.
Finally, he sat up embarrassedly: "Ahem, as long as there is that thing, my ability to recover is just around the corner." "Are you taking this seriously?"
Jiang Nuanzhi is a doctor. But the pulse on the old man's body was really different from that of ordinary people. Now that he took the pulse again, he couldn't help but be amazed that the poison seemed to be trapped. The damage to the internal organs has also stopped temporarily.
"What medicine should I look for?"
The old man looked at Jiang Nuanyi with his eyes frowned and thought for a moment: "You little girl, every family, ask about these things to do What? Go and call Li Xiao, I told him."
Outside, Li Rong stepped on the sword and prepared to go out.
"At this critical moment, where are you going?" Chi Heng asked.
"I'll go find the antidote. Not here in Changshan, it's just the Zhao family. Killing me directly, there will always be a way." Li Rong said, and suddenly looked back at Chi Heng: "Ah Heng, for the sake of the situation." I will protect my wife, children, and I will come back soon."
"Dad, wait, Master is awake! I am not in danger of life, and I am calling you over!"
Fortunately, the waiter is rushing to catch up Before Li Rong went out, he stopped him. While he was talking, a scream suddenly heard outside.
"Bandits! It's those bandits coming! Help!"
The crowd subconsciously frowned and looked outside. The voices became more and more noisy.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Chiheng picked up the sleeves of her clothes embroidered with gold thread, rushed out of the room, and the next second, he suddenly turned over to the high wall. Looking away.
Immediately afterwards, his pupils suddenly shrank: "Arong, a large number of people came from outside! Strangely, they didn't bring any weapons!"
Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little surprised expression: "It's...it's him."
As soon as this said, the people around him suddenly became quiet. Li Rong ordered the waiter to go back and guard his master first, and he also jumped onto the high wall with Chi Heng.
At that time, the whole village became noisy, and the old, weak, women and children all ran towards the Li family.
For them, the safest place now must be here.
Crying sounds one after another. After all, if this group of troops really came to their village to burn, kill, loot, I am afraid that no one would be able to hide. The most powerful person in the village is undoubtedly the Li family.
For a moment, the whole village was in chaos. The brigade of people on the opposite side is still in progress.
Li Rong stood at a high place and looked out, but Ying Ting's sword eyebrows gradually flipped.
Chang Shan came on the snow with a blood-soaked hemp rope, and he could see it at a glance from the front of the crowd.
He was covered in gray clothes, stained with blood. This is not conspicuous. But there was too much blood on his body. The blood condensed into ice chips, and it fell all the way, and the entire snow was stained with blood on his body. Wherever he passed, blood filled his eyes.
At this time, he was carrying a shoulder pole, and piles of hair were tied to the ropes on the left and right sides of the shoulder pole.
Under the hair, there are heads after head.
He had empty eyes and stared at the courtyard wall of Jiang Nuanzhi's house like almost numbness, approaching step by step.
How dare the villagers beside him stop him like this? Unobstructed along the way.
Chang Shan's scarlet eyes, when he saw the figure standing on the high wall, finally became a little focused and murmured: "Chang Shan... Let's work with the brothers to apologize to the general." br>
The next second, I seemed to be more convinced, and my voice was hoarse and roaring like a broken gong: "Changshan and the brothers are here to apologize to the general!!!"
Then he hit the ground with a heavy blow.
The snow that was stepped on was as hard as ice. When it knocked down, blood was instantly seen on its forehead.
He didn't seem to pay attention, and he knocked his head to the ground mechanically. Many heads on their backs. It also rolled around in the snow with his movements, as if he was kowtowing together.
It was the evening when the sun was setting. Behind Changshan, there was a bloody red color, almost connected to the setting sun, which was shocking. (This chapter ends)