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Chapter 118 There are good things in the kitchen

"What? Do you have any idea?"

in the house.

Hearing Xu Yun's words, Lao Su had no time to react. Wang Zhen beside the bed suddenly couldn't sit still.

I saw him rushing to Xu Yun's side in one step, staring at Xu Yun intently.

"Is there any way you can save Zhengru?"

At this time, Wang Zhen was like a lion king with full momentum, his beard was angry and he looked very oppressive.

Looking at the imposing and cold-faced man in front of him, Xu Yun took a deep breath and replied

"I dare not hide it from the captain. I do have a secret recipe in my hands, which may be able to save Zhonghou's life."

Wang Zhen's chest rose and fell a few times, he took a deep look at Xu Yun, and then turned to look at Lao Su beside him.

Although he didn't speak, he was obviously asking Lao Su for his opinion.

At this time, Lao Su had already opened his eyes, his brows were furrowed and his expression was a little solemn.

Although his attitude in the political arena has always been to not participate in party disputes and to quietly be a neutral person.

However, after years of hard work, it is not uncommon for a subordinate to ask for help when a superior official is at a loss.

As the saying goes.

After learning martial arts, he became a member of the imperial family.

The emperor here not only refers to the emperor, but can also refer to one's superiors.

As a member of the officialdom, Lao Su can also understand the purpose of such words and deeds, which is nothing more than to prove his own worth.

A person who uses legitimate means to climb up, even if he is a little utilitarian, is not shabby.

But the problem is

This time, Wang Yue's situation was far different from previous literary and military campaigns. It could even be said that it was beyond human power.

After all, this is fecal water entering the body.

Fecal water is full of filth and is the filthiest evil in the world.

Most ordinary people would cover their mouths and noses and avoid them in a hurry, but on the battlefield, excrement can be regarded as a murderous weapon.

It is still possible to treat the feces and water in the body at first, but once it completely enters the body and produces pus, even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were still alive, there is probably not much certainty that they can be saved.

True.

As a normal person,&bsp&bspXu Yun is obviously not stupid enough to get high without thinking,&bsp&bspTherefore, he probably does have some folk remedies passed down from his ancestors.

But the folk remedies these days are like the mobile phones of later generations. Even the poorest family can find a few folk remedies,&bsp&bspThey all claim to be silly girls, but in fact they are all just Gionee Voice Kings.

In the face of a terminal disease like excrement, instead of believing that folk remedies can work, it is better to believe that such a powerful Song Dynasty will perish in thirty years.

Therefore, understanding is understanding, Lao Su obviously does not believe that Xu Yun really has a way to cure Wang Yue's illness.

But at this moment, Wang Zhen obviously couldn't be so rational. Seeing him looking at him, Lao Su could only sigh secretly in his heart and asked

"Wang Lin,&bsp&bspLet me ask you,&bsp&bspWhat is the folk remedy you mentioned? Can you check it with me?"

Xu Yun thought for a while, then shook his head and said

"Sir,&bsp&bspThe folk remedy mentioned by the villain actually refers to the preparation process of a strange object,&bsp&bspThere is no actual recipe.

However, Zhonghou's injury is critical,&bsp&bspThe villain has a limited number of items in his hands. Even if it is effective, it can only temporarily save his life.

If you want to cure this disease, it will take a lot of time to prepare again.”

When Wang Chen heard this, he couldn't help but look at Lao Su again.

Facing the descendants of his friends who were looking at him eagerly, Lao Su's brows furrowed even more.

An actor of unknown origin, no specific folk remedy, and a patient who seems to be on his deathbed.

The combination of the above factors made Lao Su, the former prime minister, a little confused.

It is definitely impossible to believe it, but if you don’t believe it, Wang Yue’s injuries will be worse.

Then he sighed and prepared to tell Wang Zhen all about Xu Yun's origins.

"Zhengchen, you don't know something. This person is a newly promoted servant. He turned out to be a man."

Before Lao Su finished speaking, Wang Yue suddenly made another sound on the bed, planning the second half of his sentence.

At the same time, because Wang Zhen was no longer at his side, Wang Yue's dancing hands were not restricted. He touched the wound on his body with a wave, and immediately some blood seeped out from the cloth strip.

Seeing this,&bsp&bspLao Su hurried back to the bedside.

He put his hand on Wang Yue's wrist and took his pulse, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Oops, you are in danger!"

You are in danger!

Hearing these four words, Wang Zhen's mind suddenly shook.

I saw this cold-faced man suddenly looking at Xu Yun, his eyes red.

"Brother Wu, if you have any remedies, please get them as soon as possible. If you can be saved, Wang will be very grateful. If there is no way to save you, then it is God's will. I will not blame you!"

Seeing this, Lao Su beside the bed opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end he sighed and said to the door

"First year!"

A few seconds later.

Mr. Xie opened the door and came in respectfully.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Lao Su did not reply to him, but asked Xu Yun

"Wang Lin, how long does it take you to prepare the medicine?"

Xu Yun thought for a while and replied

"What the villain carries is only one of the key items. If you want to make the finished product, it will take at least an hour including preparation time."

"an hour"

Lao Su was silent for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Then I will give you one hour. Within one hour, I will do everything in my power to protect your life.

In the first year, just stay with Wang Lin and give him everything he needs, and don’t ask any questions about the rest!"

Mr. Xie Duguan originally accepted the order respectfully, and after hearing this, he glanced at Xu Yun subconsciously.

Although I don’t know why this new servant suddenly received such treatment, his loyalty to Lao Su for many years still made him accept this order.

"The villain understands."

Then Xu Yun saluted Lao Su and Wang Zhen, and followed Lao Duguan Xie out of the room.

After leaving the door, Mr. Xie asked him

"Wang Ma Wang Lin, where are we going now?"

Xu Yun glanced to the south and reported a location without thinking.

"Go back to my room first."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mr. Xie did not ask any questions and just followed Xu Yun towards the south wing.

Then the two of them walked quickly and soon returned to the courtyard where Xu Yun's house was.

Then the two of them pushed the door open and saw Xu Yun rummaging around on the bedside and found a small ceramic bottle.

This small bottle is larger than the Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, with a capacity of about fifty milliliters. It is also one of the supplies Xu Yun prepared before traveling through time.

Due to its small size, Xu Yun hid the small bottle on the top of his headgear. In addition, it was already dark at the time, so the small bottle was not discovered during the search.

After finding the bottle, Xu Yun told Xie Laodu

"Thank you, manager, let's go to the kitchen."

"No problem, I'll take you with you right now?"

Mr. Xie Duguan was still nodding his head, but as he spoke, he suddenly came to his senses.

"Where did you say?"

"The kitchen."

Mr. Xie stared at Xu Yun with a devilish look for a while. This old servant who never questioned his master's orders rarely rubbed his eyes and asked

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true. People from the Song Dynasty don't lie to people from the Song Dynasty!"

""

After a few seconds of silence,

Thinking of Lao Su's explanation, Mr. Xie sighed and led Xu Yun to the kitchen.

The ancients said that a gentleman cooks far away, so in most houses, the kitchen is located in the south wing.

The layout of the Su Mansion was no exception. Xu Yun and his wife quickly arrived at this place with a strong atmosphere of life within a few steps.

The person in charge of the kitchen was a man whom Xu Yun didn't know well. He was about the size of a man with ears. He was leading people to choose dishes. When he saw Mr. Xie in charge, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, thank you, what kind of wind has brought you here? Is the master planning to change his taste today?"

Mr. Xie Duguan waved his hand towards him and said to Xu Yundu firmly:

"Wang Lin, the kitchen is here. This is Fatty Meng, the boss of the kitchen. If you have anything to say, just talk to him."

Xu Yun nodded towards Fatty Meng and asked

"Master Meng, do you have any garlic here?"


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