FIRST DAUGHTER OF THE MAGICAL DOCTOR

Scratching Meat and Bones

He could do it himself, and Feng Yuheng definitely believed that it would be better if he did. 

But you can't reveal your wealth! I really can't be too rich! She should always remind herself that she is just a 12-year-old girl, just a girl.

The old man counted, without saying much, he took the scraper out of the medicine box and began to scrape the brocade-robed man's flesh.

After a while, it was so bloody that Bai Ze frowned, but Feng Yuheng and the brocade-robed man seemed to be fine.

It was only because he believed in the cure, but he really could not feel the pain! He could not help but glance at the medicine bottle a few more times.

The old man's technique was also proficient, and after a while, all the rotten meat was eroded. 

Bai Ze took the clean water and rinsed it again, Feng Yuheng took the opportunity to spray the medicine again, which made the brocade man's heart ache - "I don't feel any pain, just calm down."

"Cut." He gave her a blank look, and she lowered her head without making a sound.

The old man held his knees up and down with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "His bones will be arranged.

Once the bone is set, I will apply the medicine to the affected area, and the rest to heal. ."

The brocade-robed man revealed his understanding, and the old man didn't say anything more, he pinched his hand for a bit, and when he suddenly exerted his strength, he heard a "click", and a foot is connected.

“Give me here, you take the other leg.” Feng Yuheng hugged the thick wooden branch he had just picked up, took out the old man's medicine box, and ransacked it himself.

The old man also saw that he understood the medical principle, so he went to the other side without stopping it.

There are some Chinese herbs in the medicine box, not many, but the basic ones are enough……

Feng Yuheng was a little worried, his injuries were too serious, even if his bones healed, it was impossible to use this simple herbal medicine for trauma. 

The conditions on this mountain are too bad and humid, so it is easily infected. 

What kind of broken age, what Dashun Dynasty was like, was never mentioned in the history textbooks he had read before, and it was less likely that there was an anti-inflammatory drug.

After thinking for a moment, he reached into his sleeves again, and took out a small packet of antibiotics for outside use from the pharmacy.

It was packed in huge ziplock tape when he was a soldier.

After returning to the pharmacy, he unpacked it into a small package and packed over fifty small ziplock bags.

“What is this?” Bai Ze was curious, but he no longer doubted it.

"You still don't understand." He didn't mean to explain too much, "In short, it's something that only benefits his wound but doesn't harm it."

He poured the powder over the sore area, then wrapped it in a piece of cotton cloth from the medicine box, and then made a simple bracket with a wooden twig he took to fix his knee.

Just finished this side, and the other leg is connected. 

He handled it the same way until both of his legs were done, the old man finally heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at the brocade-robed man tremblingly.

The man looked at his feet for a bit, then raised his head to thank the old man, and then told Bai Ze: "Send the master back to Fucheng safely."

“How about you?” Bai Ze was worried that he would stay here alone, and looked at Feng Yuheng.

He had no choice but to accept his fate, "I will stay and take care of him."

The old man also said: "Send me out of the mountain, I know a way out."

Bai Ze said nothing more, and immediately pulled the old man away.

After they had gone far away, Feng Yuheng picked up a clay pot on the ground and went to the river to fetch water, and when he returned, he had two white pills in his hand.

"Eat this." He handed the water and pills to the brocade-robed man, "If you don't take them, you might have a fever after a while ... Uh, fever, once you have a fever, this leg might heal in vain."

The man did not ask any more, he handed it to him and he ate it, which surprised him for a while: "Are you not afraid that what I gave you is poison?"

He snorted, "The poison can be made so beautifully, so I'll eat it after I eat it." As he spoke, he extended his hand to Feng Yuheng, "Give it to me."

“What?” He was stunned for a moment, then remembered, and handed over the spray in his hand, “Still quite a lot, a wound like this is enough for three more uses.”

He looked at the bottle in his hand, and imitating his previous actions to suppress the nozzle, Feng Yuheng quickly stopped— "Don't press!" Then he personally instructed, "Look here, is there a small mouth, put this on The affected area, then press it down, and you can spray it.

As you've just done, you've almost sprayed it all into your eyes."

He's very easy to teach, "Thank you."

The two sat dry, and no one spoke anymore. 

The brocade-robed man slightly closed his eyes and leaned against the tree trunk, wondering what he was thinking, while Feng Yuheng stroked his right wrist, and his mind went straight to the pharmacy.

There was a phoenix-shaped birthmark on his right wrist, which he had in his previous life, he had never expected that in the course of time, not only was that birthmark still there, he had never expected, but the pharmacy was also brought here.

The pharmacy is still the same as it used to be, the first floor is full of western medicine and Chinese patent medicine, as well as a wall of Chinese medicinal materials.

The second floor sold simple medical equipment, and also hid some special medicines that could not be found in the market, most of which were brought by him from the army, he said, as well as the magic medicine he collected from all over the world.

One of the counters sells medical devices such as gauze, tape, cotton balls, alcohol, iodine and other small items. 

There is also a fridge and microwave.

There are also regular cosmetics on the table, snacks in the drawer, and jewelry boxes. 

She usually did not wear jewelry, and the ones in the pharmacy were not very valuable, mostly made of silver, they looked good and bought them to play with, but they never wore them. 

And some gold ornaments, not diamonds, but one ruby.

These things used to be the most common thing to him, but now it seems to be happening for a lifetime ... Oh no, it's really a lifetime.

Feng Yuheng quietly sighed, subconsciously unwilling to do any further analysis on why the helicopter had suddenly exploded. 

He knew it wasn't as simple as an air accident, and he actually guessed about various reasons, but he wasn't willing to admit it.

No matter what, he was quite satisfied with the pharmacy after he had a new life, in his previous life, he only had two household skills, one was Chinese medicine and the other was Western medicine. 

Traditional Chinese medicine is an ancestral craft, whereas Western medicine is an actual combat experience gained from over ten years of study and years of clinical practice. 

If fighting could be considered a skill, then he was quite an expert at it.

At least one on one, he could even deal with the iron-blooded people in the army.

But is it useful in this day and age?

For a moment, his mind returned from space.

There was a figure swaying not far from there, he looked on in alarm, and the brocade-robed man said, "Bai Ze is back."

Feng Yuheng stood up, "Since your people have returned, then I will leave."

He nodded, "Go. Careful."

He sniffed, the night in the mountains was still quite cold. "It's really unfair.

I've also had a hand in taking care of your feet.

Why don't you tell Bai Ze to give it to me as well.

"After he finished speaking, he waved his hand casually without waiting for the other party's reply, "I'm I'm just kidding.

But..." The girl rolled her eyes, "I saved a disaster for you, shouldn't you give me a gift?"

"En?" The brocade-robed man was slightly startled, then smiled wryly, "What gift do you want?"

He counted with his finger: "I not only healed your wounds, I also gave you three types of medicine, and I also gave you the rest of the medicine.

How much do you think it's worth?"

He was helpless, "I know your medicine is hard to find, but I really can't afford the money right now." As he spoke, he untied the brocade bag from his waist and weighed it up, "Twenty taels at most, This is all silver broke, so it is convenient for you to use it in the mountains.”

“Twenty taels?” He thought for a moment, but he did not know what the concept of twenty taels was.

He thought he was too small, "If there was a chance to meet again in the future, even if the girl asks for a daughter, I wouldn't say no."

Feng Yuheng did not like to hear such words at all, and if he had the chance to see her again in the future, once he said such words, he would, he might never see her again.

He could not help but look at his brows anymore, the purple lotus flower became increasingly attractive to look at, he felt that he was worthless.

“That's him.” After picking up the money bag, Feng Yu Heng weighed it several times, it was quite heavy. 

Then, according to the records of the original owner, he identified the direction and stepped forward.

The brocade-robed man looked at the small figure walking away, extremely thin and stubborn. 

A faint smile floated on his normally expressionless face. 

Such a smile fell into the eyes of Bai Ze who had just returned, and it really shocked the secret guards who had grown up with him.

"Master, sir." Are you laughing?

"En." He looked away, "How's he doing?"

"Sent to the mountain pass and fainted.

Whether he could save his life before he woke up depended on his own luck.

"After finishing speaking, Bai Ze glanced at the direction that Feng Yuheng had left behind, "Master, do you want to deal with that with the subordinates there?"?"

"No need." The brocade-robed man replied quickly, "We'll leave the mountain tomorrow morning."

"Obediently branch!"

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