More than an hour later, Xiguatou rushed to the hospital.
"You want to see me? You are from Hebei, who are you from Tian Sanjiu?"
Xiao Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't have to worry about who I am. You are the boss of Datang. Let me ask you, does this girl's matter have anything to do with you?"
Watermelon Head also raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "It doesn't matter."
After hearing this, Xiao Wu walked aside and started making phone calls.
Two minutes later, Xiaowu came back and handed the phone to Xiguatou.
On the other end of the phone, Brother Tian's voice came clearly.
"I'm Tian Sanjiu, Boss Xu. Do me a favor. Send your people here and give me 24-hour rotation to guard the hospital. No strangers are allowed to approach Xiaoxuan's bed."
Xiguatou was stunned for a few seconds, then he held up his phone and said with a smile, "No problem, Boss Tian."
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Noon, corridor on the third floor of the hospital.
Xiguatou put one hand in his pocket, looked at me and said calmly: "Xiang Yunfeng... you can't even look down on your own woman, and you don't even know when someone is poisoning you. You are a waste."
I didn't argue with him this time. Instead, I felt a little frustrated and said, "Xiaoxuan was not poisoned by someone. There is a hidden reason in this matter."
Xiguatou looked around, then he came close to me and whispered: "What did I say last time? Is that right? I said Tian Sanjiu is your father, but you still don't accept it."
I pushed him against the wall.
"What? Haha...do it."
I let go of him and asked, "If it's man-made as you say, could it be someone from Zhenhai's gang? I only have issues with Zhenhai locally."
"Zhenhai Gang?" Xiguatou straightened his collar and said disdainfully: "Those are a group of low-class bastards who can't stand on the stage. I don't even bother to deal with them. My godfather and I don't dare to touch you and your people. Those bastards
How dare you."
"I don't think it has anything to do with Taoist Master. Think about whether you have offended any Jianghu people recently. Maybe they wanted to harm you at first, but your woman blocked the gun for you."
I thought hard and had no clue.
At this time, the head came out, and I told the head about Watermelon Head's opinion.
After hearing this, Tou Tou immediately said: "We are not Jianghu people. The place where we live is not without defenses."
"Boss, what precautions do we have?" I asked.
He frowned and shook his head, meaning don't ask, now is not the time to talk about this.
"Brother Xiaowu, Brother Tian, how long can these medicines last?" I turned around and asked.
Xiao Wu said truthfully: "It's hard to say, brother...it might last twenty-four hours, or a few days if you're lucky. After all, it's just something you can use to hang your life in a critical moment. You can't expect too much."
Dou Sprout, who usually talks a lot, stopped talking now. He squatted in the corner, holding his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
The atmosphere fell into silence.
No one spoke first because no one knew what to say.
Brother Yu clasped his hands together, with an unprecedented sincerity on his face. I guess he was making a wish to his Buddha, hoping that Xiaoxuan could survive this time.
Xiao Wu sighed and waved to Xigua Tou: "Boss of Tang Dynasty, let's go out and stay."
After Xiao Wu and Xigua Tou left, Dou Ya Zai raised his head and said: "If spending money at this time can buy Zhao Xuanxuan's life, then I am willing to exchange all my savings."
Brother Yu remained silent and wiped his eyes.
Twenty-four hours.
If the cause cannot be found within 24 hours! Those life-threatening drugs may not be effective.
This happened too fast, too suddenly, and too unprepared!
We were talking, laughing and having dinner together last night, but today Xiaoxuan is like this.
Brother Tian traveled thousands of miles to deliver medicine and helped us fight for twenty-four hours.
Sit on the bench in the corridor with your head against the white wall and your eyes closed.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and said, "Yunfeng... come back with me, Wenbin and Yazai, stay here and remember to feed Xiaoxuan water every half hour."
"What are we going back for?"
"There's no time! Go back quickly!" He yelled furiously.
I drove back directly in Xiaowu's Toyota.
Get out of the car and go straight to the east room.
The east room is unoccupied and is where we store tools, luggage, and sundries.
There is a bucket in the corner of the house. In the bucket is soaked the blue brick with words engraved on it that we got the day before yesterday. Because it has been soaked for two days, the hard mud between the words has softened.
"It's almost done. Yunfeng, clean it up."
I don’t understand why I rushed back from the hospital to see this broken brick, but I know that at any time, the decision I make is always the right one.
I immediately found a needle and a flat knife, laid the bricks flat on the table, and started cleaning them bit by bit.
I was thinking about Xiaoxuan and couldn't calm down, so I accidentally pricked my hand with a needle.
The blood dripped onto the surface of the blue bricks and was sucked dry in the blink of an eye.
He raised his head and frowned: "Strange, why are you still like this?"
I said: "It's normal. Bricks in ancient times were like this and had strong water absorption capabilities."
Turning his head, he looked at only half of the bucket of water left and said, "We soaked in it the day before yesterday. Logically speaking, even a piece of Han brick should be full."
"Maybe it's because of the special firing process of this brick that it absorbs water better than ordinary Song and Han bricks. If something happens to Xiaoxuan this time, I don't want to live anymore."
He hit me on the back of the head and yelled: "You are talking nonsense! Pay attention!"
I lowered my head and continued cleaning.
Xiaoxuan's life hangs on a thread. Every second that passes at this moment is torture for me. I hope that time can stop at this moment and the hour hand will not move. Time will continue to move after we find out the cause and find a solution.
I gradually cleared the bricks out.
As the words on the bricks began to appear, the head and face showed solemnity.
After reading a few lines of these words written hundreds of years ago, I was so shocked that I could not calm down.
I have said time and again that we modern people can never know the truth about history. We can only try to reason about the truth and get closer to the truth. Those things recorded in official history are the most credible and the least credible.
The Chun'an County Museum has a treasure, a first-class cultural relic, which is an inconspicuous pebble.
That stone was picked up by an old man in the 1980s. He took it home and used it in his vegetable garden. The stone was also engraved with words. Because it was covered with soil and had not been cleaned, it was not picked up by an antique collector ten years later.
Discover.
This stone is the "Gallite Carving". If you have the conditions, you can go to the Chun'an Museum to see the original.
The words on the stone in the museum coffin are:
"On the 9th day of the 10th month of the 10th lunar month, Fang Shisan of Qingxi Wannian Township in Muzhou rebelled. His name was La, and his wife's surname was Shao. On the fifth day of the twelfth month, he went out of the cave and burned other people's houses. When he arrived in Hangzhou, he made a show.
The city could not be opened. In the third month of the Chou year, the heavenly soldiers captured Yan. On the twenty-seventh day of the fourth month, the Taiwei entered the cave and took it to the capital. It was renamed Chun'an County, Yanzhou, and the monks of Fengyuan Academy used Qin to record it."
The eighty characters are what is written on the stone. They were carved on the stone by a temple monk who was at the same time as Fang La.
Right now, how many words are there on this brick that I and I have cleaned out?
More than 800 words! Probably close to a thousand words.
There are ten times more words than the words on the cobblestone in the Chun'an Museum coffin.
Some cultural relics have low economic value, but have extremely high value for historical research, such as a piece of pottery from the Neolithic period and the brick we found.
At this moment, this note-taking brick is like garbage thrown into the river of time.
It slowly floated across the long river of time, appeared before our eyes, and told people today in the 21st century...