"It's extremely troublesome to cook this medicine." He took out the note full of notes from his body.
I didn’t think it was that troublesome when I sent it just now... But there was no way, the medicine that should be cooked still had to be cooked. They melted a pound of rock sugar in it, then took it out, cut it clean, and didn’t want to waste it at all, and then
He went to look for yam again. Chen Xuan's knife skills were actually not very good. Such a precious medicinal plant was chopped into fine pieces under his knife. He also made a small opening for the yam. In fact, it was not small, it was already big enough.
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"So be it!"
Chen Xuan, threw these things into the copper pot again.
In order to prevent the venom from being washed away just now, the old doctor washed it there for 20 minutes, otherwise he would not have used the knife! They put another pound of rock sugar in, then added yams and herbs, and finally added another
Got rice.
This time, considering that it was meant to be drunk, it was too sweet and would definitely not work, so I added a lot of water.
"Old sir, won't this dilute the medicine?"
Chen Xuan was actually a little worried. He had never tried their method of searching for water.
"Actually, I don't think there is any problem at all. I even think that rice should not be put in this time! The poison should have gone into the yam. If it is not kept intact, how can the rice still get into it?"
The old doctor's question is very logical and practical.
This is indeed a problem! Chen Xuan thought for a while and decided to take out half of the rice. He would use this to boil the rice, put the other half in water and cook it himself, and finally fish out the grass.
In this way, even if you waste rice, you won't be poisoned by him again! "This time, you put a lot of thought into it!"
Even the doctor could see his caution.
Yes, how could you be careless?
This is related to Yan Keyun's life! "It doesn't matter, old gentleman, just waste this rice! I can still afford it!"
Chen Xuan's answer was not the one he asked.
The old gentleman showed a hint of distress. If these rice were given to the homeless people on the street, they would not be like this.
"Oh, what you said makes sense, but do you know that those homeless people can't even afford these!"
When people get old, they always have to express their emotions.
"Tramp, are you talking about the place where you often visit patients?"
Chen Xuan's hands were busy, but his mouth was chatting.
"Yes, they are all pitiful people!"
Chen Xuan also felt very strange. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a down-and-out person in this world.
After all, those who come here are all strong.
"How did they end up like this?
Can you tell me about it?"
Chen Xuan just asked this question without thinking, as if he would help others after asking.
So he regretted asking. It would be cruel to give others hope and then extinguish that hope with your own hands.
"Well, it's a long story, so let's boil the medicine first!"
The old man ended the topic himself.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a pot of soup that looks ugly but tastes good was born.
Chen Xuandan handed it to Yan Keyun.
He was lying on the bed resting, his eyes counting the ivy on the wall.
It should be in good condition.
"What are you looking at? You are so attentive! Come and try the soup I made!"
Chen Xuan called him back.
He had no choice but to retract his gaze and sit up little by little.
"Looking at the ivy!"
He explained with a smile, with his unique touch of playfulness.
Chen Xuan smiled at him and said, "Eat this.
I put a lot of rock sugar."
So he looked at Yan Keyun and drank the whole bowl of soup.
After he finished drinking, he put the bowl away and didn't forget to pass him a handkerchief.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
When Chen Xuan touched his hand, a trace of doubt occurred in his heart.
The cold fingertips made him feel uncomfortable.
"Isn't this a little too cold?"
It was all his own fault.
Yan Keyun said nonchalantly: "Isn't this because you are sick?
Who doesn’t do this when they’re sick?”
I always like to act coquettishly when I'm still feeling uncomfortable, just like a child who always avoids the most important things and takes the easy way out.
Chen Xuan also fell silent and did not ask any more questions. After a while, he cheered up and said: "The doctor said, let's try again tonight!"
"good."
Why don’t you rest for a while?”
Chen Xuan saw that it was still early.
"Um."
Yan Keyun tidied up a little and lay down to sleep again.
Chen Xuan watched quietly for a while, thinking that it was still far from night, so he went out to chat with the doctor.
He really wanted to know about those homeless people.
"Old sir, are you free to chat with me now?"
Chen Xuan walked to the kitchen.
The doctor was washing dishes there.
"What do you want to talk about, kid?"
The old gentleman smiled and responded to him. Old people always like to chat! "I want to ask you about the homeless man!"
Chen Xuan was not unfamiliar with her, so he found a stool and sat down.
I plan to have a long talk with him.
"Why, are you still interested?"
"Well, do you think this is convenient?"
"Oh! What's the inconvenience? It's just some miserable things that no one knows about!"
The old gentleman was so sincere that he even spoke in dialect.
"Then tell me!"
"Well, since you want to know so much, I won't hide it. In fact, there isn't much story!"
That old Landong really started to tell, and her story was like old tea, slowly soaked in by Chen Xuan's pouring of boiling water, and gradually emerged in front of her eyes.
"Actually, you are right. There should not be these people in this world. They are originally strong people like you. They are also like you, with curiosity and adventure. When you arrive in this city, you will never get out."
"They are not originally from this city?"
"Most of them are not, they are all from outside.
The group that was originally in the city may have disappeared now."
Chen Xuan stopped asking and continued to listen to him.
"Most of them have been disabled in martial arts. Even if they are not disabled, the little internal strength they have cannot exert much power. At most, they can save their bodies and keep themselves alive, so as not to die so quickly."
"The way they were killed was probably the same as your friend, they were drugged."
"Ge Hua..." "Yes, it's him."
Chen Xuan suddenly felt an unknown fear in her heart, and it was like a stone pressing on her chest.
Just like the day Yan Keyun just collapsed, he hugged him and ran wildly on the street.
It seemed like there was an abyss behind me.
Facts have proved that they are really only one step away from the abyss.
If he hadn't been lucky, would he and Yan Keyun be like them now?
If he were not by Yan Keyun's side, would he suffer alone now?
He waved his hand and dismissed these thoughts that were lingering in his mind.
It doesn't matter, at least none of these things have happened now, and both he and Yan Keyun are safe.