Bai Zhi asked again: "When the little boy coughs, does he have phlegm crows? Is there a lot of phlegm and yellow? Do you have symptoms of fever and dry mouth from time to time?"
Doctor Song was taken aback, and then hurriedly nodded: "Yes, that's right, it's these symptoms, and she's still irritable and crying, how can the girl know this?"
Bai Zhi knew about it and said with a smile: "Children are afraid of hardship and refuse to take medicine. This is normal. When I was a child, I didn’t like taking medicine. At that time, my mother would make me a bowl of Yiren pig lung soup. It’s delicious, but it’s a lot better than the concoction, and the fruit is similar to the concoction. After a few times, the effect can be obvious. If Dr. Song believes me, you can try this recipe."
Doctor Song hurriedly asked, "Is your mother the one who prescribed this medicine?"
Bai Zhi shook his head: "No, Yiren pig lung soup is just a dietary prescription, not a real prescription. Okay, we still have things to do, let's say goodbye."
After Bai Zhi and Hu Feng left the medicine hall, Doctor Song hadn't recovered for a long time. He always felt that he had discovered some secret, but for a while, he didn't know what it was.
Bai Zhi was still unwilling, and led Hu Feng to find several medicine halls in the town. As Dr. Song said, there were no leeches and pangolins. They didn't even know that these two medicines were medicine. . .
On the way back to Huangtuo Village, Hu Feng saw that Bai Zhi was still as relaxed and comfortable as when she came, and she couldn't find any worries about not being able to buy all medicines on her face.
His original worries disappeared instantaneously: "It seems that you already have a way."
Bai Zhi raised her eyebrows: "What do you say?"
Hu Feng slowly drove the carriage, looking at the endless golden patches in the distance, his eyes were deep and wide-ranging: "Although I don't know what this leech is, it shouldn't be difficult for you to get a good-looking look."
Bai Zhi shrugged: "Leech is not difficult, you can find it in the paddy fields, but pangolins can only be found in the mountains. It seems that we have to go into the mountains again. I hope we won't encounter that white-headed hanging tiger again this time. ."
Hu Feng said: "Don't be afraid of encountering it. Just try my newly bought sword to see how sharp it is."
The last time he encountered a white-fronted hanging-eyed tiger in the forest, he occasionally fell into the wind when he was fighting with it, because there was no weapon in his hand. If there is a weapon in his hand, he must solve a hanging-eyed tiger. It's not too laborious.
The carriage rounded the mountain road and stopped near a small forest.
Bai Zhi got out of the carriage, "What's wrong? Is it convenient for you to go again?"
Hu Feng did not answer her, his eyes fell on the muddy ground in front of him.
Bai Zhi followed his gaze, and saw a person lying on the mud ground, with his back facing them, wearing a black coat, unable to see his appearance, judging from his figure, he should be a young man.
Bai Zhi was about to jump out of the car to check, Hu Feng grabbed her: "Don't go!"
Bai Zhi was puzzled. Hu Feng's brows were closed. Knowing that things might not be as simple as she thought, she hurriedly retracted and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"
Hu Feng said: "There is an ambush." His eyes turned slightly, sweeping to the side of the woods.
As soon as Hu Feng's words fell, he suddenly saw an arrow coming from the direction of the woods.
With a subconscious backhand, Hu Feng pushed Bai Zhi back into the compartment, "Get down."
Bai Zhi lay down obediently, lying straight on the carriage, not daring to move.
It's not that she is afraid of death, but in this situation, if she doesn't listen to Hu Feng, it will increase his burden. After all, she has no experience in evading flying arrows.