The woman in black went to the back mountain and walked around again, but still couldn't find anything that could squeeze out the blood.
Before dawn, she returned to her private room, changed into a maid's clothes, and hurried out.
After a while, the woman appeared in the kitchen of Yue Mansion.
I couldn't find anything alive in the back mountain, so there must be something in the kitchen.
In the morning, the head cook led several people to work in the kitchen.
The maid is like walking into the kitchen of her own home, without any restraint.
The head cook looked at Xiao Tao and asked with a smile: "Xiao Tao, why are you here?"
"My young lady is not in good health. I want to stew chicken for her."
Xiaotao responded softly.
"Chicken, yes."
The head cook waved, "Come here and pick, we've prepared quite a few today."
Xiao Tao glanced forward and shook her head: "I want to cook it myself. Is there any fresh chicken?"
"Of course."
The head cook nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you to choose."
"Okay, thank you very much!"
Xiao Tao nodded and followed the steps of the head cook.
"Xiao Tao, what's wrong with Miss Yang?
well enough?"
a servant asked.
"fine."
Xiaotao responded softly.
"I heard that Miss Yang used her own blood to make medicine for the old man's treatment. Is this true?"
Another servant also looked at Xiaotao who entered.
"No wonder I feel that Miss Yang's complexion has not been very good. It turns out that she has been sacrificing herself to treat the old man."
Xiao Tao looked at the servant who asked the question, pursed her lips and smiled, but did not respond directly.
"Xiao Tao, pick the best chicken for Miss Yang so that she can replenish her health."
The last servant also looked at Xiaotao with a smile.
"Okay."
Xiaotao nodded politely.
Xiao Tao followed the head cook and walked out through the back door of the kitchen.
There is a small yard outside. The yard is surrounded by cages. In the cages, there are some poultry. The number is not large, but the variety is still very complete.
Xiaotao saw something moving again and felt more at ease.
"Boss, I can just make my own choice. You can go and do your work."
"Okay, take your time and choose."
The head cook waved his hand.
"Miss Yang has helped the Yue family so much. The master has ordered that no matter what Miss Yang wants to eat, we must prepare it."
"Xiao Tao, you choose it yourself. If you choose it, I will help you kill it."
"No need."
Xiaotao shook her head violently.
She swallowed a sip of saliva, turned back to meet the head cook's gaze, and smiled lightly.
"Boss, it's really not necessary. I'm free today and I want to make it for the lady myself."
"That's okay too."
The head cook waved his hand, "Xiao Tao, I won't disturb you anymore. You can make your own choice slowly."
"good."
Xiao Tao nodded.
The head cook smiled, turned around, and hurriedly walked into the kitchen.
Xiao Tao glanced around and her eyes fell on the nest of chickens.
After a while, the sound of "clucking" sounded in the small courtyard.
Xiaotao placed the tied chicken on the wooden table.
She took out a small box and a bottle of medicinal powder from her arms.
Xiao Tao poured a little powder into the box, put the small bottle in place, and then picked up the chicken.
The sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck" sounded again, and the chicken crowed a few more times, then died.
Xiao Tao dripped the blood from the chicken's neck all over the box, then threw the dead chicken aside.
She closed the box, wiped the surrounding area with a black cloth, wrapped the box and put it in her cuff.
Xiao Tao didn't know until she picked up the dead chicken and walked into the kitchen that there were two tall figures standing on the big tree outside the yard.
..."It's not good, Mr. Yue, it's not good."
After midnight, Xiaotao changed her clothes and ran out of the wing, "Someone is here! It's not good."
Not far away, the servants who were working heard this and ran over in a hurry.
"Xiao Tao, what's wrong?
Did something happen to Miss Yang?"
"My young lady has fainted. Brother Ding, please go and inform Mr. Yue that my young lady has fainted."
Xiaotao shouted anxiously.
"Okay, I'll go now."
The servant left a word and disappeared in an instant.
Soon, Yue Jianfei appeared in Yang Hong's room.
Among the people who came over were Tang Xiaohua, Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingtao.
Yang Hong thought only Yue Jian had flown over and opened her eyes on the bed.
Xiao Tao stayed by her side, almost crying in anxiety: "Miss, you finally woke up. Miss, are you okay?"
Yang Hong rolled her eyes, and when she looked outside, she realized that someone else she didn't like had come in.
"Yue...Master."
Her face was as pale as paper, and her breath was very weak.
But she still had to persevere and wanted to pay respects to Yue Jianfei.
"Miss, don't move. You just woke up, so you can't move."
Xiaotao held her tightly and refused to let her come down.
Yue Jianfei stopped a little distance from the bed: "What happened?"
When Xiao Tao raised her eyes, she frowned slightly.
Normally when Yue Jianfei sees Yang Hong feeling uncomfortable, he will come directly to her to ask her for her welfare. Today, he makes people feel a bit strange.
However, Xiaotao didn't think much about it, after all, there were outsiders here.
"master."
She looked at Yue Jianfei and sobbed, "Yesterday, after listening to Miss Long's words, the lady finally decided to use her own blood."
"Miss..." Xiao Tao looked away from Yue Jianfei and looked at Yang Hong, "Miss, why are you so stupid?
Don’t you want your life?”
"Heartache?"
Feng Jiuer frowned slightly, "Doctor Yang really took his own heart blood, right?"
"How to get it?
He didn't die after taking the blood from his heart. Dr. Yang is really a miracle doctor. How did you do it?
Show me, how did you do it?"
The two people on the bed were crying and looking like they were about to die. Feng Jiuer was so good that he didn't pay attention to the life and death of others at all.
As soon as she finished speaking, she moved forward and approached the two people beside the bed.
"Dr. Yang, I drank two glasses too much yesterday morning. That's nonsense. Let alone taking heart blood, I haven't even heard of using blood to make medicine to save people."
"So there really is such a way. You are indeed the most powerful doctor in Yuecheng."
"However, these are not important. I really want to learn. How did you get the hard work?"
"I remember Master said that not one out of ten people who took heart blood would survive. Dr. Yang not only took the blood himself, but also survived. What a god!"
Before Yang Hong and Xiao Tao could react, Feng Jiuer had already arrived at the bedside.
"Dr. Yang, how did you take blood for yourself?
Is the wound big?
Can you show me something?"
"I don't have any ill intentions, I just want to learn from Dr. Yang."
"You also know that you can't meet a miracle doctor like Dr. Yang all the time. I really don't want to miss such a good opportunity."
Feng Jiuer came to the bed and looked down at the two people sitting on the bed.
