Doctor Meng looked at Lan Ling kindly: "Ma'am, you are really blessed. I didn't expect to recover so well. Where is your husband, didn't he come with you?"
"No. He doesn't have time." Lan Ling's face sank slightly.
Lixia put the purchased gift on Doctor Meng's table.
Lan Ling took some precious medicinal materials and gave them to Doctor Meng.
"Doctor Meng, would like to ask if my aunt is there?" Lan Ling asked.
Doctor Meng said: "No, she left in a hurry after treating you last time, and never came back."
"My aunt is like a fairy. I was so seriously injured, and she healed it in a few days. I really want to see her."
Doctor Meng smiled: "My aunt only depends on fate to see a doctor. You don't have to take it to heart."
Lan Ling looked at Doctor Meng seriously and asked, "May I take the liberty to ask, where is my aunt usually?"
"I don't know. I heard from my father that my aunt was hurt by love. She cut off her love and wandered all over the world. No one knew where she was. Later, he said that my aunt became a god. She is the god of the nether world. tower."
Really a fairy? Lan Ling understood.
In Wuwangtai, the three lives and three generations who know people, it turns out that this is not a myth, there are real gods.
Dr. Meng has a lot of patients today, so Lan Ling helped.
Doctor Meng asked: "Madam, won't you leave Qingyun Mountain for the time being?"
Lan Ling said: "Yes, I will stay for a while. Doctor Meng doesn't need to call me Madam, just call me Lan Ling."
Doctor Meng smiled: "Alright."
Just as he was talking, the little apprentice outside carried in a comatose man. This man's face was blue and his lips were slightly darkened. Lan Ling saw that he had been poisoned by chronic poison.
Followed by two young servants, with bitter faces, "Doctor, my master has only one seedling. He has been depressed for a while, and today he suddenly fainted. I beg the doctor to save you son."
Doctor Meng felt his pulse, "Your young master is suffering from chronic poison."
"Who dares to poison the young master? No, there are people who test the poison every day before meals, how can they still be poisoned?"
Doctor Meng pushed the boy aside, and looked into the patient's eyes again.
"The chronic poison I'm talking about refers to the kind of poison that accumulates slowly every day. You little boy, stand back, don't delay my rescue!"
Doctor Meng gave him an injection and gave him another pill.
Lan Ling reached out and picked up Dr. Meng's horn scraping board, and scraped the man's arms and the back of his neck.
Doctor Meng nodded, and began to work on other patients.
Lan Ling saw that the man had his eyes closed tightly, his complexion was slightly dark, his hands were covered with calluses, he seemed to be a martial artist.
Lan Ling was concentrating on detoxifying him, he opened his eyes suddenly, lifted Lan Ling up with one hand, and grabbed her throat with the other hand: "Who are you?"
Lan Ling was so pinched by him that he couldn't breathe, Li Xia took out his dagger and rushed forward.
The servant behind shouted: "Master, this is a doctor, they are doctors!"
The man let go of his hand, looked at Lan Ling and said, "I misunderstood!"
Li Xia was furious: "I know there is a misunderstanding, but I still don't apologize!"
The man glared at Li Xia, cupped his fists at Lan Ling and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Lan Ling rubbed his neck and said angrily, "Crazy disease!"
"What?" the man asked, looking up.
The servant behind hurriedly said: "Master, they said that Master was poisoned!"
The man stood up, "Who is so bold, dare to poison me!"
Lan Ling glanced at him contemptuously: "You are so arrogant and arrogant, it is normal for someone to poison you!"
The man glanced at Lan Ling, "You healer, I have already apologized to you for speaking so meanly!"
"When did you apologize to our lady?" Li Xia asked.
"Our lord has already clasped his fists to apologize just now! To him, this is already an apology!" The boy next to him said hurriedly.
Li Xia sneered, "What arrogance!"
"Excuse me, doctor, what kind of poison am I suffering from?" the man asked Lan Ling.
"Sorry, the doctor is outside, I'm helping." Lan Ling didn't want to talk to him, he was too arrogant.
He frowned and walked slowly outside.
Lan Ling saw that he was tall, wearing a light gray brocade shirt, high cheekbones, dark complexion, small slender eyes, and a majestic heroism on his body, which made people dare not neglect him.
Doctor Meng saw that he was awake, and held his wrist to feel his pulse, "You are poisonous, it takes a long time, you need to recuperate slowly."
"Doctor, what kind of poison am I suffering from?" He bowed seriously to Doctor Meng.
Lan Ling understood that he didn't like him just now.
Dr. Meng shook his head, "Not sure yet."
Lan Ling smelled the black blood that had just been scraped from his body, and then looked him up and down.
"What do you see when you look at me like this?" the man asked.
Lan Ling said: "Have you often had diarrhea, vomiting, chest tightness and shortness of breath recently?"
The man nodded.
Doctor Meng looked at Lan Ling and said, "Could it be that you also see the five poisonous roots?"
Lan Ling nodded, "It's the root of five poisons."
Doctor Meng nodded, "I didn't expect you to be proficient in medicine."
Doctor Meng prescribed medicine for him: "This medicine has been taken orally for seven consecutive days. It can be detoxified three times a day. But your poison has been accumulated for a long time. You have to find the source of poisoning, otherwise you will be poisoned again."
The man thanked him, as if something happened, he left a piece of gold, and left in a hurry.
Lan Ling has been living in Qingyun Mountain for more than half a month. Sometimes they go to help Doctor Meng, sometimes they stay quietly in the humble garden, and sometimes they go around the back mountain, hoping to run into Aunt Meng.
On this day, she and Li Xia went down the mountain together to buy daily necessities, and after shopping, they went to a restaurant in the town for dinner.
Li Xia had just arrived at the entrance of the restaurant when he suddenly looked back at Lan Ling.
Lan Ling followed her gaze and saw a wanted warrant posted on the door of the restaurant. The people above are exactly her and Li Xia, but they are in men's clothing and their names have been changed.
It seems that Ling Chen has already returned to the palace, Lan Ling thought.
She and Lixia are now in women's clothing, which is different from the picture.
Lan Ling entered the restaurant generously and ordered food. In the past few days on the mountain, Lan Ling has been eating noodles in clear soup, and Lan Ling ordered her and Li Xia's favorite meals.
The restaurant is doing very well. The two-story building is full of guests.
There were two people talking in a low voice at the table next to it, and a man in white said: "Daxing has already destroyed even the Great Moon Kingdom, our master really has ambitions."
Another man in black said: "I heard that the princess of the Great Moon Kingdom was used. She was going home to visit relatives, but her father and brother were all wiped out. The real family was ruined. It's so pitiful."
The man in white raised his glass and touched the man in black: "I admire our emperor even more. Five poisons are not a husband. If you want to do great things, how can you not be cruel! It's just a pity for that beauty."
The man in black asked, "How do you know it's a beauty? Have you seen it?"
The man in white said: "I haven't seen it before. I heard from my brother that he is born to be a country and a city."
Lan Ling thought to himself: Ling Chen destroyed the Great Moon Kingdom? Using Dou Wan'er? Does he really want to unify the Northern Wilderness
How much Dou Wan'er must hate him!
A group of officers and soldiers came in from outside the door, holding portraits in their hands and looking at them one by one.
Lan Ling was a little flustered. Because the man standing with his hands behind the door was tall and tall, with piercing eyes, and a long, shallow scar on his face.
Lan Ling stared at him blankly.
Tian Ming.
"What should I do?" Li Xia whispered to Lan Ling.
"The back door." Lan Ling didn't expect them to find it so quickly, and they had already found the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
Seeing three officers and soldiers approaching.
There was a sudden quarrel upstairs, someone fell down the stairs, and another person jumped directly from the second floor to the first floor.
The officers and soldiers immediately surrounded him.
Lan Ling pulled Lixia Xiang through the back door, and found that there were also officers and soldiers standing at the back door. She wanted to jump out of the window, but she was afraid of attracting everyone's attention, so she was hesitating, someone grabbed her and Li Xia's wrists, hugged them in her arms, and walked out of the door staggeringly as if drunk.
Lan Ling was taken out by the man, and before she could speak, she was already carried on the horse. The man's blue brocade clothes were embroidered with gorgeous eight-treasure flower patterns, and there was a faint scent of water on his body.
The man hugged her and galloped away.
Tian Ming asked the four people who were fighting to raise their faces, and found that it was not the person they were looking for, but just now, he seemed to notice a few figures walking out of the gate.
He ran out immediately, and those few people had disappeared.
"My lord, it's not about fighting. We don't know each other. Just now a guest upstairs gave us money to fight..."
Tian Ming kicked the person in front fiercely: "Take them all back! Shut up for half a year!"
He chased out with a few guards.
"Who are you! Where are you taking me?" Lan Ling wanted to turn his head to see who he was, but was hugged tightly by his left hand.
"To save you, of course! Don't talk!" the man whispered.
Lan Ling recognized his voice, it was the person who was poisoned in Qingyun Mountain.
The horse ran into a small forest, the man got off the horse and carried Lan Ling down.
Lan Ling saw that he was dressed in Tsing Yi, and his complexion improved a lot, and he looked very good-looking.
"Why are you ordered to commit a crime? What crime did you commit?" The man looked Lan Ling up and down.
Lan Ling was wearing a lavender dress at this time, with only a silver hairpin on his head, no makeup, black and white eyes, without a trace of impurities, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't want to be a criminal.
But the notice said it was a felon.
"I, we are, are thieves, stole, stole..." Lan Ling couldn't remember what to make up for a moment.
The man grinned, and when he smiled, his face was slightly tilted back, and his teeth were white.
"Okay, don't talk about it. If you have nowhere to go now, how about following me?" the man asked.
"Who are you?" Lan Ling asked.
"My name is Ma San, a merchant. Don't worry, I won't harm you."
Lan Ling thought for a while, "Alright, take us to a place that is not easy to find."
Ma San changed Lixia into men's clothes, but let Lan Ling still wear women's clothes, rented a carriage, and he and Lan Ling sat in the carriage.
"Why don't you ride a horse anymore?" Lan Ling asked. It was very embarrassing for a man and a woman to sit in the carriage like this.
"If someone lifts the curtain to see, I can cover you." The man said lightly.
When he got into the carriage just now, Lan Ling saw a short blue sword in his waist, which was very eye-catching. The sword was hanging on his right side. It seemed that he was left-handed.
"Who the hell are you?" Lan Ling drew out his Autumn Water Sword and laid it across the man's neck.
He wasn't afraid, he grinned and showed his white teeth, "As I said, I'm a businessman who travels around every day and knows how to defend himself with fists and feet."
Lan Ling smiled.
"Ma San? Your name sounds fake." Lan Ling gave him a blank look.
"You are Bingxue smart, who are you? You were born so smart, and the government made such a big battle to arrest you, but made it so concealed. You can't be a concubine who ran away or a princess who eloped, right?" He looked at her with a smile .
Lan Ling snorted, "Don't talk nonsense, have you found the source of the poisoning?" Lan Ling changed the subject.
"No, there are so many things you come into contact with every day, how do you find them?"
"The teapots, cups, books you often read, pens you often play, pillows you often use... These are all likely to be poisoned by someone. Who have you offended, and the source of such deliberate deliberation is likely to be woman."
"Got it, I'll check it out when I get home." Ma San said.
"Show me your sword." Lan Ling stretched out his hand.
He took it off and handed it to Lan Ling.
Lan Ling raised the sword and turned it over and over again to look at it, the scabbard was shiny.
She pulled out the silver hairpin from her head and put it into the gap of the scabbard to test it.
The silver hairpin changed color unexpectedly.
Ma San changed his face, "Is it poisonous here?"
"Yes, find a chicken or a dog later, wash the poison out of the scabbard and give it a try," Lan Ling said.
"I believe you, how did you tell?" Ma San asked.
"You have a habit of touching the scabbard with your right hand, and when you think about things, you often touch your lips with the thumb and index finger of your right hand. It should be that someone with a heart has seen your habit."
Ma San pondered.
Lan Ling said: "If you're so deliberate here, it seems that this person really wants you to die. The poison will not be tested on this place, and it's very difficult to be found. Even if you die from the poison, if you can't find the source of the poison, it will be very difficult. It’s hard to find the poisoner.”
"You're right." Ma San nodded.
"The person who poisoned you hates you very much, but he is afraid of death, or he still has someone to protect, so he can't die yet."
"En." He nodded, "You helped me. Tell me, what do you want, and I will grant you one wish." Ma San looked at Lan Ling.
"You fulfilled one of my wishes? Let me think about it," Lan Ling said happily.
The servant outside called him in a low voice: "Master, there is a checkpoint ahead."
Ma San and Lan Ling got up at the same time and opened the curtain.
Moreover, Lan Ling saw a group of cavalry galloping towards the checkpoint. The man in front was tall, dressed in black clothes, with long eyes and brows, and tight lips. It was Ling Chen.