Jiujiu chuckled and got up to cook.
For the next half month, Qiye stayed in the inn to recover from the injury. When Qiye's injury was almost cured, Jiujiu began to teach Qiye martial arts.
If you don't teach, you don't know. You're scared when you teach.
Although Qiye is childish like a child in some aspects, it has a talent that ordinary people can't match in martial arts. No matter what moves it is, as long as Jiujiu teaches it once, Qiye can make it look like a model. When Jiujiu teaches him internal skills, Jiujiu looks at it with new eyes.
Seven nights is a kind of martial arts genius who can learn and have internal power thousands of miles a day.
Normally, seven nights is so excellent that his master shouldn't treat him like this.
This day, after learning, Jiujiu asked seven nights, "who is your master?"
It's wrong to let such a good seedling die in the desert instead of teaching him, isn't it?
Seven nights shook his head, shook the sand off his head, thought about it carefully, and gave Jiujiu an answer: "I don't know my master's name. I knew he was very rich."
Jiujiu picked her eyebrow: "especially rich?"
What is this description? There are so many rich people. How does she know how rich the master of seven nights is.
Seeing Jiuyi's face puzzled, he thought for seven nights and added: "I heard people call my master ten thousand three."
Jiujiu exclaimed, "your master is ten thousand three?"
As long as you are a businessman, there is nothing you don't know.
Wansan is the idol of all businessmen, especially those porters, who regard Wansan as their God.
It is said that Wansan was just a beggar. He made his fortune by picking up one or two silver coins on the road. In just 30 years, he changed from a beggar with nothing to the richest man in the country.
Unexpectedly, the master of seven nights was the richest man in the country?
Jiujiu took a deep look at Qiye, but she couldn't see that his master was ten thousand three from Qiye's face.
Since the master of Qiye is ten thousand three, it is true that he said that Qiye was ill. Jiujiu's attitude towards Qiye's saying that he was ill also became serious: "what's the name of the person your master asked you to find?"
Seven night blink: "it's the name of a Chinese herbal medicine. I think it's white and Bletilla striata."
"Bletilla?" Jiujiu looked stunned and asked again, "are you sure it's called Bletilla?"
Seven nights nodded: "my master said the man's name was Baiji. Do you know him, shopkeeper?"
A bitter smile.
Yes, why not? Bletilla is her short-lived master. She practiced medicine and saved people all her life. In the end, she ended up depressed.
Unexpectedly, the person seven nights is looking for is his own master.
Jiujiu's eyes became solemn: "what did your master ask you to do with Bletilla striata?"
"My master is my disease. Only Bletilla striata can cure me. He also said that as long as Bletilla sees me, he will cure me." feeling Jiujiu's sudden depression, he asked carefully for seven nights: "shopkeeper, do you know doctor Bletilla?"
"Yes." Jiujiu chuckled, looked at Qiye and said, "Bletilla is my master."
"The shopkeeper, you really know how to cure." he thought that Jiujiu's story about seeing a doctor for himself was nonsense. Unexpectedly, it was true.
Jiujiu's eyes narrowed: "what is it that I really know medicine?"
The seven nights who consciously said that he missed his mouth quickly covered his mouth, smiled awkwardly and said, "no, nothing."
"Nothing?" Jiujiu stressed.
Under the pressure of Jiujiu, seven nights turned into a trembling chick, curled up and whispered, "really, really nothing."
"By the way, shopkeeper, when will you see me? My master said that if I don't see this disease again, I will die." seeing that I can't bear the pressure of Jiujiu, I quickly changed the topic for seven nights.
Nine nine coldly glanced at seven nights and carefully felt the pulse for seven nights.
Since Wan San said that Qi Ye was ill, he naturally had to look carefully for Qi Ye to see what disease he got.
The pulse of seven nights is strong. It doesn't look like a sick person.
If the left hand can't find out, change the right hand. The right hand still can't see it. Jiujiu's eyebrows wrinkled instantly.
Wansan won't joke about Qiye's life. He said she was ill. Naturally, she was ill. But now, she couldn't detect what was wrong with Qiye for a long time. This shows that Qiye's condition is much more serious than she thought.
Often can not find out the disease, is really fatal.
Seeing Jiujiu's expression changed from relaxed to dignified, seven nights couldn't help getting nervous. Seeing Jiujiu's hand on his neck, seven nights' Adam's apple slid up and down, he asked nervously: "shopkeeper, is my disease very serious?"
Jiujiu nodded and continued to hold Qiye's neck.
However, even if she changed her neck, Jiujiu still couldn't see what disease she got in the end.
Jiujiu frowned, turned upstairs, took out the silver needle and stabbed it heavily between the fingers of seven nights.
With the removal of the silver needle, there was a little purplish red between the seven nights.
The venous blood, which should have been dark red, turned out to be bright bright red.
Jiujiu bowed his head and swallowed the blood between his fingers.
The blood that should have had a faint sweet and fishy smell was a little bitter.
When Jiujiu held her fingers, she felt that the temperature of her cheeks soared for seven nights. After she felt Jiujiu's lips kissing gently between her fingers, her face was red and could fry eggs.
Seven nights lowered his head and dared not look at Jiujiu, so he missed the doubt in Jiujiu's eyes.
Let go of Qiye's hand, Jiujiu said something, and went to the house where Baiji lived before, ready to turn over the books left by Baiji.
Although Bletilla didn't teach Xiaohua much, she left a lot of medical books, but Xiaohua never looked through the books left by Bletilla because of her death.
Open the dusty box for a long time, Jiujiu picked up a book and looked at it carefully.
Some of the books left by Bletilla said how to treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases, as well as his views on some existing prescriptions, and more importantly, he recorded his own treatment plan for blood poison.
In the last medical book, Jiujiu finally knew what blood poison was.
Three hundred years ago, the valley master of the medicine King Valley was poisoned by blood in order to test the medicine. He never thought that this toxin was strong enough to be passed on to his descendants through blood.
People poisoned by blood are no different from ordinary people before they are 30 years old. Once they are over 30 years old, they will accelerate aging. They are no different from 80 years old when they are less than 40 years old.
Yaowang Valley claimed that the valley master died after testing the medicine. In fact, he died due to the attack of blood poison.