With Ying Bao's words, Langzhong Li felt relieved and asked his eldest grandson to bring the medicine box and take out tools to clean the young man's wounds.

Of course, before cleaning, you have to rub a little numbing powder on him to prevent the boy from fainting due to severe pain.

“Don’t give him Ma Bo Powder.” That stuff is highly poisonous, and if you’re not careful, it can make an already weak boy burp.

Ying Bao took out a pill from his medicine box and stuffed it into the young man's mouth. Then he said to Li Langzhong, "Let's do it like this."

Just a little pain if it hurts, as long as you can't die.

Li Langzhong hesitated for a moment, then put back the Ma Fei powder and took a scraper to scrape the carrion for the young man.

Having not had two shaves, I heard the young man scream and start to struggle.

Ying Bao rushed to Xiao Mo next to him and said, "Hurry and hold him down!" If this was an accidental injury, it would be even worse.

Xiao Mo and the general strode over one by one, pressing the young man on the bed one by one.

Li Langzhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to scrape the meat.

Finally finished shaving amidst the roar of the boy, and saw Ying Bao giving him some more water.

“Suture.” Ying Bao said.

Li Langzhong had no choice but to take out the catgut and sew him up.

There was another roar, and this time the boy fainted.

Xiao Mo and the general were sweating profusely from being tortured, and they both stared at the little girl with unkind eyes.

Ying Bao acted as if he hadn't seen it, and calmly took out a packet of medicinal powder, slowly sprinkled it on the boy's wound, and then asked Li Langzhong to bandage it with clean cotton gauze.

After that, she prescribed some medicine and asked Li Lin to catch it, and then she cooked it herself.

After the medicine was cooked, Yingbao quietly put in a small bowl of Wudingzhi juice and stirred it with a long-handled spoon.

She was not required to give the medicine. Xiao Mo brought his bodyguards with him, who would help the young man drink the medicine.

After the young man drank the medicine, he fell asleep and did not wake up even though his bodyguards wiped his face and body.

At this moment, it is completely dark, and Yingbao and Li Xihua are living together again.

At this moment, Li Xihua was not as enthusiastic as before, but she still talked a lot to Yingbao.

“Ying Bao, can you really cure that person?”

Li Xihua expressed confusion: “My grandpa said he wasn’t sure.”

"I don't know. We'll find out tomorrow." In fact, Ying Bao wasn't very sure. After all, the young man was seriously injured.

Not only was the external injury serious, but his internal organs were already a bit exhausted due to the strong medicine given by the doctor.

Whether he can survive depends on whether he can survive tonight.

Li Xihua relaxed and said, "Let me tell you, how can your medical skills be better than my grandfather's. But Sister Tiantian insists that you have magic pills. As long as you get the pills, anyone can cure the Xiao family's young master." "

Ying Bao narrowed her eyes slightly.

How does Chen Tiantian know that her pills are magical?

“What else did she say?” Yingbao asked.

Li Xihua shook his head: "I have nothing to say."

The two of them lay in bed in silence for a long time. Li Xihua couldn't help but ask again: "Yingbao, does your family really have a secret recipe passed down from ancestors?"

Yingbao thought for a while and said, "That is all a rumor from others, but my pills are all made from golden fungus."

Li Xihua became more energetic upon hearing this, and her eyes flickered in the darkness: "Really?"

“Of course.” is false.

Li Xihua: "Then I will tell my grandfather tomorrow that your pills are made from golden ears. Do you mind?"

"do not mind."

Why would Yingbao mind? She was just looking for a reason to raise the price of her own golden ear and snow ear. Isn't this ready-made?

She believed that as long as the boy was cured, the price of her golden ears would double from then on.

may also be translated twice.

No words all night.

Early in the morning the next day, when it was just dawn and Ying Bao was sleeping in a daze, she heard someone knocking on the door: "Mr. Jiang! Get up quickly!"

Ying Bao was startled. Gulu got up, put on his clothes and shoes and ran out. I saw two people standing at the door, it was Xiao Mo and the general.

"What...what's wrong?" Ying Bao suddenly became nervous.

Did the patient die? Are they coming here to ask questions?

Xiao Mo said to her: "Mr. Jiang, go and see my brother."

"Oh..." Ying Bao quickly ran towards the patient room.

Walking into the room, he saw that Mr. Li had just arrived. His gray hair had not been rolled up in time, and it was messy and draped over his shoulders. He looked very embarrassed.

Ying Bao frowned and approached the boy's bed.

The boy was lying on the bed, looking back and forth with his eyes open. When he saw his brother behind Ying Bao, he said, "Brother, I'm so hungry."

 Ying Bao breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to take off the quilt, ready to check the boy's wounds.

“What are you doing?” The young man glared at Ying Bao dissatisfiedly and grabbed the corners of the quilt with both hands.

The guard next to him said quickly: "Young Master, this is the doctor who will treat you."

The young man was shocked and turned to look at his brother: "Such a young doctor...here me?"

Xiao Mo smiled: "Yes, Chengjun, you have to thank her and Mr. Li for saving you."

The younger brother complained that he was hungry early in the morning, and he looked much better. Xiao Mo was so surprised that he did not dare to feed him on his own, so he could only call for Mr. Li and the little kid from the Jiang family.

Ying Bao suddenly raised her head and stared at the young man in front of her.

Chengjun? Xiao Chengjun? This name is so familiar, as if I’ve heard it somewhere.

Ying Bao looked at him carefully.

The face is slightly childish similar to Xiao Mo's, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and a sharp mouth. He looks like a human and a dog. After looking at him for a long time, he still looks a bit familiar.

It seems that I have never seen this person in my previous life, and I have never heard that Xiao Mo has such a brother.

By the way, I didn’t have a golden finger in my previous life, nor had I ever studied medicine. I guess he would have died long ago.

Ying Bao and Li Langzhong checked the wound and applied homemade medicinal powder to him.

At this time, Chen Tiantian ran over and said softly: "I'm going to cook the medicine."

Ying Bao glanced at her and then at the young man lying on the bed, thoughtfully.

Xiao Mo said, "Let's let Mr. Yingbao go."

Chen Tiantian lowered her eyes and reluctantly handed the medicine bag to Yingbao.

Yingbao didn't want to cook any medicine at all, but everyone named Xiao said so. It seemed not good if she didn't go, because she hadn't received the consultation fee yet.

Going to the medicine decoction shed, he poured the pills from the medicine bag into the medicine jar. Seeing that there was no one around, he poured it into the Pupil Spring.

Five bowls of water were boiled into one bowl. When pouring the medicine, Yingbao did not add Wudingzhi, but took out a pill.

This thing is out there, and I will ask Xiao Mo for money when the time comes.

Bringing the medicine to Xiao Chengjun, he first handed over a pill: "This medicine is precious, you should take it first and then drink it."

Xiao Chengjun took the pill and ate it as instructed, then took the medicine bowl and drank it all.

The guard brought him another bowl of red dates and rice porridge and fed him spoonfuls.

After coming out of the patient room, Yingbao started to wash up.

As soon as he finished washing, Mr. Li hurried over and asked, "Yingbao, are those pills really extracted from your golden ears?"

"Yes." Yingbao said seriously: "But the refining method is my family's unique skill and cannot be passed on to others." He directly cut off the next sentence of Li Langzhong.

Li Langzhong didn't mind and said, "Yingbao, can you sell some of your golden ears to me?"

“My father is in charge of selling gold ears. Grandpa Li, you might as well ask him directly.”

 Ying Bao's own golden ears are to be left to Mrs. Wen, but what's left to her father and her eldest and second uncles is up to them. Whether they sell it to Li Langzhong or whether Zhou Mao takes care of it, it all depends on their wishes.

“Well, I’ll go find your father!” Li Langzhong happily ran to find Jiang Sanlang.

Jiang Sanlang was coming in from outside at this moment, and was startled when he saw Mr. Li coming straight towards him.

“What happened?” He had been worried that his daughter would kill someone, so he slept in the inn and tossed and turned all night without daring to close his eyes, for fear that bad news would come.