Chapter 2245 Light Gate Lintel 45
And after living in this small courtyard, Xi'an didn't have any objections and took care of Wu Jue.
Wu Jue was also a man who could endure hardship, so he only let Xi'an get up three times at night, and then asked for a small bed so that he could get the chamber pot. She did everything herself, such as wiping herself. Xi'an only had to bring tea and water.
Liu Yulang was not very happy. He had been injured for a hundred days. It was already past autumn. No matter how good the medicine in Xuanhumen was, it seemed that he would not be able to go to the capital until after the New Year. Moreover, the rent here has been paid for half a year, so Xining should also have this plan.
Living in this small place, I can't make any money, and I can't go to restaurants or teahouses in the capital. How can I be happy if I can no longer listen to the songs and drink the wine? I dare not say it, so I can only go hunting behind the mountains every day to let off steam, and catch some rabbits and pheasants to come back for the tooth festival.
Xining was very casual. Every three or five days, he would go around the fields in the village, chat with aunts and uncles, and check the pulse of villagers with minor ailments.
A naughty child fell from a height and suffered a big cut on the back of his head. Xining helped him with stitches.
One night in the middle of the night, the villagers called me for help. The pregnant woman had difficulty giving birth and was unable to give birth. She fainted. After it passed, I was prescribed medicine to endure it, and then corrected the fetal position. After the injection, the pregnant woman was forced to wake up and the prepared medicine was poured down, and then the pregnant woman gave birth to the child.
Po Wen looked at this little girl who had a childish face and was no taller than an adult's chest. After stuffing the baby's feet back, she turned around with all her strength. She was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth and her eyes were so wide open that they almost fell off. .
Experts know that this is not a good turn, the umbilical cord is wrapped around the neck, and in the end, one body and two lives are lost.
But afterwards, all the credit was given to Po Wen. Afterwards, some people came to arrange a delivery, but Xi Ning rejected them all. He said she was still young and needed strength to deliver the baby. It was a dead horse just now, and she had used all her strength to correct the fetal position, but luckily she succeeded. Therefore, from now on, we will still have to rely on Wen Po to deliver babies in these ten miles and eight villages.
After hearing this, Po Wen was filled with joy and sorrow. Afterward, she would praise everyone she met that Xuan Humen's medical skills were really high. Despite his young age, the little miracle doctor was even more sophisticated than Po Wen, whom she had delivered babies for more than 20 years. Under the guidance of the little miracle doctor, such dangerous things were turned into safety.
What's funny is that Po Wen also brought ten pieces of dried meat as a bundle of repairs, and came over to become Xi Ning's disciple. Naturally, Xi Ning rejected him. After all, Po Wen, who brought up the entire family, could not be a disciple of Xuan Hu Men. The medical skills of Xuanhu Sect can only be passed on to the disciples of this sect, and this cannot be changed.
The days passed like this day by day, and soon more than a month passed, and it seemed like winter.
When the first snow fell, Xining did not go out to build snowmen or have snowball fights, but...
Liu Yulang stood on the chair, took the pieces of frozen meat handed over by Xi'an, and hung them under the eaves.
Liu Yulang looked to one side with dissatisfaction, where Xining was filling the pig intestines with prepared pork, and then tied the middle with thread to make it into sections. Wu Jue, whose chest was still fixed with a wooden board, took scissors and helped her cut the thread.
"You can't just buy some, you have to make it yourself." Liu Yulang felt that he was really gone. He was a handsome little white wolf. When had he ever done such a job?
"This is my secret sausage. You can't buy it outside. It's very delicious." Xining's hands were covered with greasy minced meat. During this period, the pork has a strong smell, so you either add more ginger or smoke it.
"Then you can't eat some of this meat and buy some. It wasn't very good before. If you buy so much, you'll have to eat it until spring." Liu Yulang also convinced this little junior sister and bought five sheep at once and asked the butcher to cut them into strips. Shipped over later.
"Now is the time when meat is the cheapest and most plump. If it were colder, it wouldn't be at this price." Xining didn't even want to look at her, she was very busy: "It's snowing, and all the animals in the mountains are hiding. Either they are hibernating, and they just rely on this meat to eat until spring. It’s not like in the capital, where people kill pigs and sheep every day, and in many villages they don’t kill them until the Chinese New Year.”
Xi'an continued working silently. The junior sister was right all along, so she just had to follow her instructions.
Wu Jue cut the white thread with scissors and silently performed the ruthless scissoring of human flesh. He still had 9,270 taels of medical fees that he had not earned, and the chest injury still needed to be diagnosed and treated by his junior sister.
But Xining is right. In the past, in the winter, if it was not in the towns, there would be no meat to eat, and all they would eat were hard and dry cakes. Now I have meat to eat almost every day, I earn one tael of silver every month by doing nothing, and I don’t have to worry about food, clothing, and housing. Maybe just stay in Xuanhumen, he is tired after so many years. Suddenly someone shouted outside the door: "Wu Jue, get out, I know you are inside, get out here!"
Wu Jue subconsciously touched his waist, but when his hand was empty, he realized that he had not held a knife in more than a month. In the past, the knife never left my body, but now it sits in the corner of the house gathering dust.
Before there was any response, the wooden door, which was not strong at first, collapsed with a crash.
The four people remained as they were, staring blankly at the five big men outside the door, stepping in majestically.
After the five people came in, they were stunned when they saw two people drying meat strips and two making sausages. Is this where Xuanhumen lives? If it weren't for Wu Jue's photographic memory of his scarred face, he would have thought he had gone to the wrong place and ended up in an ordinary farmyard.
Xining raised his greasy hands, stood up, and politely raised his hands: "This is the place where the Humen hangs. What are you doing here?"
Oops, it feels sticky in the middle where your hands touch each other, but these are meats. If you touch the meat after washing your hands, a lot of meat will be wasted.
So after Xining bowed his hands, he held them up like eagle claws... well, the claws were weak, so he held them up like chicken claws.
He was choked and speechless for a while. After a while, one of them pointed the sword in his hand at Wu Jue, who was still sitting: "That's him. He killed Brother Biaozi."
"Oh, I recognize you!" Xining raised a "chicken claw" and pointed at the other person: "You are the guy who broke someone's intestines with one foot and stabbed their liver with a sword!"
Five people...
"I spent a lot of effort to cut off his broken intestines and reconnect them, but you stepped on them and broke them. I thought he didn't die quickly enough, so I stabbed his liver again. Now it's completely out of the question!"
The two people in the middle looked at each other with shock and confusion on their faces.
"Big brother and second brother, it's not like this..." This man was eager to explain.
"Yes, that's not the case..." The other two also wanted to help explain. They were present at the time, and they came together today to seek revenge.
"Why isn't it like this? You didn't step on Biaozi's belly? The sword stuck in his belly doesn't belong to you? Originally, I wanted him to make a name for me by cutting his intestines and reconnecting them. How many people can treat such an injury? "Ah!" Xining looked distressed, as if her brother had died: "I saved them all, but you ruined them. Wherever I go to find someone with a necrotic intestine, he may not be able to survive even if he is resuscitated." . It’s all you!”
The face of the man who was called eldest brother suddenly became very ugly, and his eyes were like arrows: "To be honest, who killed Biaozi?" Today I came to take revenge, but people said that one of my own people killed one of my own people.
"It's him!" The three of them pointed at Wu Jue who was sitting there.
"It's him!" At the same time, the three people from Xuanhumen, Xining, Liu Yulang, and Xi'an pointed at the guy.
The eldest brother and the second brother, who were dragged for revenge, turned their eyes around and saw that both sides were pointing at each other. what is going on? A bit confusing.
(End of chapter)