Chapter 373

Xiaoli grabs her head and asks, "Uncle Rong, do you really understand?"

"Well." "It's very interesting," said Rong Leng

Xiaoli mumbled: "what's interesting about orange moon flower? Tianxiangcao and huangxingcao are just interesting..."

Hearing this, Rong Ling replied, "well, the Tianxiang herbal medicine has a strong effect. It has a soft aftereffect. It can be taken internally or applied externally. It's very good."

Xiaoli is curious: "can tianxiangcao be applied externally? This is a medicine for internal use. There are Tianxiang thorns on the top of Tianxiang grass, which are stained with water poison. External use will cause wound redness, swelling and infection. On the contrary, internal use can neutralize the body poison in the human body, which is smooth and harmonious. "

Rong Ling put the book down again: "tianxiangcao grass root is very effective in detumescence and stasis elimination."

"Is it?" Xiaoli hurriedly looks at her mother.

Liu Wei: "..."

Does tianxiangcao root have the effect of detumescence and stasis? Why doesn't she know?

No, she doesn't know. How does Rong Ling know?

Liu Wei looks at Rong Leng and thinks that she can't understand this man more and more.

When Rong Ling saw Liu Wei's complicated eyes, he said lightly, "there was a time when I lived on tianxiangcao."

Liu Wei was stunned.

Xiao Li didn't understand, so he asked with Rong Leng, "why do you want to live on Tianxiang grass?"

Rong Leng's eyes are light: "when the battlefield is subdued, he eats grass to March. Tianxiangcao tastes sweet and can eat or medicine. There are many plants in the southwest border."

There was silence in the car.

Even if Rong Ling just says those eight words casually, the battlefield will be subdued, and the grass will march But Liu Wei and Xiao Li, at the same time, feel that heavy.

What kind of situation, will let a prince, to eat weeds to live.

How hard was the situation then?

And the battle, the final victory?

Liu Wei dare not ask.

Rong Leng doesn't want to say it.

The car calmed down.

Rong Leng lowers his head, continues to read, and the carriage kicks and tramples on.

It wasn't until a long time later that Xiao Li touched her nose and mumbled, "I want to go to the battlefield, too."

Liu Wei frowned: "nonsense."

Xiao Li straightened his neck: "a man should go to war."

Liu Wei narrowed her eyes.

Small Li drum mouth, after all or shrink the neck, succumb to the power of the mother.

But don't want to, let Leng raised his hand to touch Xiao Li's head, said: "there is a chance."

Little Lipton laughed.

Liu Wei is dissatisfied: "don't make trouble with Xiaoli."

Rong Leng takes a deep look at Liu Wei and refuses to comment.

Liu Wei used to fight against the country and worked as a front-line military doctor for a year. Liu Wei knew what the battlefield looked like, because he knew it, he said Xiao Li was acting foolishly.

Go to the battlefield, or go to the war, have a look? What are you look at? See how the soldiers died in order to protect their families and the country?

Liu Wei is not dissatisfied with Xiao Li's whimsical attitude, but with his son's too contemptuous attitude.

As for Rong Ling, Liu Wei didn't know what he meant. Did he hear it.

It should be recognized that, after all, how could she not like the battlefield? She began to like a man who had been on the battlefield.

The carriage arrived at the yamen gate not quickly or slowly.

Inside, someone came to pick them up.

When he arrived at the temporary morgue, Liu Wei saw that there were two baskets in it, one for meat pieces and the other for bones.

The Yamen servant at the gate shook his neck and said, "Lord Duwei, Lord Liu, the little ones are outside. If you have anything to do, you can give me an order."

Finish saying, hurriedly quit Chaifang, die also not willing to visit the whole process.

Cao Yujie also came here at this time. The master and the Yamen chief were forced to accompany him. The master who was over half a hundred years old and the powerful yamen chief had a common reaction, that is, they wanted to vomit.

Especially when I saw the whole basket of corpses, it made my eyelids tremble!

Xiao Li kindly gave them two badminton pills.

If they had been pardoned, they felt that their throat was cool and their noses could smell the cool air. The smell was fresh, and finally the smell of corpses all over the room was dissipated.

But the smell is gone, but look at the corpse again. The blood on it is all part of the body. The visual impact still makes them cover their mouths.

Cao Yujie thought he had seen it yesterday, but today he would be a little better, not so afraid, but he could hardly breathe after only looking at the basket.

Cao Yujie quickly catches Liu Xiaoli and expects Ai Ai's way: "little childe, that ball just now..."

Xiaoli stands out his hands: "do you have feather pill? The last two are gone. "

Cao Yujie's face was pale, and he looked at the master and the head of Yamen.

They take a step back and look away.Cao Yujie had no way. After thinking about it, he went to the back of rongling and always felt that there was a sense of security behind Duwei.

Shiye and yamen servant's leader saw this, and they also followed and stood behind Lord Cao.

Being pushed to the front of Rong Leng: "..."

"Xiaoli, record."

No matter what happened to other people in the field, Liu Wei put on gloves and masks and ordered directly.

Xiaoli dutifully takes out her own little book and stands beside her mother and son, opposite each other and surrounding a basket of meat pieces.

Liu Wei picks up the top arm.

Xiaoli couldn't help but get closer, frowned and said, "the edge of the scar is fragmented, like the trace of the beast's bite."

"Fried." Liu Wei calm way, from Huang Linkou, Liu Wei is the news.

Before that, she had some doubts, even though she had cleaned up these broken limbs and broken arms yesterday, but at that time, she paid attention to the eight trigrams array and didn't pay close attention to the corpse.

Now look carefully. Liu Wei is sure that this is the wound caused by gunpowder explosion.

But they were outside at that time. They didn't feel the impact of the bomb inside. It was also true.

Pondering for a while, Liu Wei put the arm into another empty basket and reached for one hand.

This palm is familiar.

It was in the eight trigrams array yesterday that the palm of that hand was broken with a red mole of cinnabar.

In fact, this mound of corpses has been dyed red by blood, but it's just this broken palm that is surprisingly clean, so is the red mole in the palm.

But nevus, is impossible to be born on a person suddenly.

Sure enough, Liu Wei used a wooden frame to clip the sesame red moles, and then they fell off.

Liu Wei put it on a clean white cloth, squinted and looked carefully.

"Oval shape, narrow top, round bottom, smooth texture, strong smell, earthy, condensed gas." Liu Wei said, raising her eyes, sinking her eyes and saying, "red glue."

Xiao Li keeps an honest record, but stops at red glue. He looks up and asks his mother, "Dad, what is red glue?"

"It's a kind of magma condensate. Someone took a bottle of slurry and dripped a drop in the palm of the dead man. After drying, it's covered with good viscosity and looks like a mole."

Xiaoli still didn't understand: "magma?"