Chapter 97 Buying medicine

Outside the inn, there was a turmoil, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers. I didn't notice it when I brought the injured witch who fell into the lake back to the inn in the morning.

One by one, as if they were facing a big enemy, they carried swords and swords, and they had to turn over every corner of the horns that could hide people.

Who is the enemy of this witch, why is there such a big commotion?

Zhu Ping'an had already changed into a clean robe after returning to the inn. He was obviously dressed as a scholar, and these officials were looking for women, so Zhu Ping'an walked through the streets and alleys without attracting any attention.

"Brother, what happened?" Zhu Pingan bought some preserved fruit, and asked the shopkeeper casually.

"You don't know yet. Let me tell you. If you ask me, you are asking the right person. Last night I went to buy goods and passed by Tongzhi's mansion. I heard swords, swords and swords flying, and there were screams from time to time. It was really infiltrating." Ah" the shop owner seems to be a bit of a talker, he said it with joy, his expression is so rich, and the details are so detailed, even the moves of the hands-on inside are detailed and clear.

After listening for a long time, Zhu Pingan finally figured out that an assassin entered Lu Tongzhi's mansion last night. I heard that the assassin was a woman. Hu happened to be a guest at Mr. Lu Tongzhi's mansion. Mr. Lu Tongzhi might have been murdered, but if so, Lu Tongzhi's arm was also stabbed and bleeding profusely. Even Liu Qianhu's accompanying guards were seriously injured. In the end, the assassin was allowed to escape, but the assassin was also wounded by Liu Qianhu

The assassin is 200% sure to be the witch, but I don't know what kind of enmity he has with Lu Tongzhi.

Don't worry about it, let's deal with it first.

The piece of paper on which the witch wrote the medicinal materials, Zhu Ping'an read it twice, then tore it up and threw it into the gutter.

Maybe it's because I've been a human being in two lives, and my mental power is relatively strong. In this life, my memory is surprisingly good. Although I can't remember it with my photographic memory, it's okay to read two or three articles for a day or two. If you do it over and over again, you can remember it firmly.

Memorizing the Chinese herbal medicine written by the witch, and looking for two kinds of medicinal materials that he knew and did not specialize in treating sword wounds, Zhu Pingan walked into a pharmacy, and after a long time came out of the pharmacy with two small bags of medicinal materials in his hand. strange.

This **** witch is trying to drink the northwest wind by herself!

Just now I went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and took the opportunity to look at the price list. Except for some of the medicinal materials written by the witch, the prices are relatively cheap, and many other medicinal materials are outrageously expensive.

I don't know much about the art of Qi and Huang, and the demon girl seems to be seriously injured. Zhu Pingan gritted his teeth and decided to buy them all.

Passing by the bun shop, Zhu Pingan bought a basket of more than ten meat buns and asked the store to wrap them in lotus leaves. Zhu Pingan walked casually on the street with meat buns wrapped in lotus leaves. After a while, his eyes lit up, and he walked slowly into a small alley.

After a while, a few ragged little beggars walked away from the alley with happy faces. Another half an hour later, several little beggars returned to the alley with medicinal materials wrapped in paper.

Then Zhu Ping'an walked out of the alley with his bulging schoolbag on his shoulders.

In the alley, seven or eight little beggars were sitting around, gobbling up delicious big meat buns, with dozens of copper coins neatly placed by their feet.

Back at the inn, Zhu Pingan closed the door, entered the inner room, and dumped all the medicinal materials in the schoolbag on the table, glanced at the girl leaning on the bed lazily trimming her nails with a dagger, and asked road:

"Are you calculating?"

The girl stopped trimming her nails, looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile and asked, "Why are you so angry, little benefactor, what am I planning? Don't blame him."

"Do you know how much these medicinal materials cost?" Zhu Ping'an asked lightly.

"How do I know, I didn't buy it." The girl blew on her fingers and replied with a smile.

"It's a total of two hundred and twenty taels of silver and six hundred and fifty-seven taels, and I'm missing the ten taels. You did it on purpose. It's really enough to hold grudges." Zhu Pingan sat on the chair, looked at the witch on the bed, I curled my lips.

"What a coincidence, tsk tsk, if I did it on purpose, I would definitely count your twelve taels into it." The **** the bed looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and said innocently.

"The money is ill-gotten wealth after all, so it's fine to spend it, but do you need all these medicinal materials?" Zhu Pingan asked calmly, staring into the eyes of the witch on the bed.

"Yes." The **** the bed nodded with a smile.

"Sanqi, safflower, plow grass, begonia, ground ear grass, Artemisia spp., these are the best choices for treating trauma."

"Musk, borneol, frankincense, cinnabar and catechu have a good effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

"Wood incense, curcuma, Jiulongchuan, sea wind rattan, pig tooth soap, Xiangjiapi, made into bone-setting water, has a good effect on treating fractures, dislocations and bruises."

The **** the bed wrung her fingers and was familiar with the medicinal materials, one by one, telling out the curative effects of the medicinal materials recorded, to prove that she hadn't messed up.

After hearing the girl's words, Zhu Ping'an pointed to a pack of herbs and asked calmly, "What about this wild ginseng?"

The girl blinked her eyes, and said delicately and pitifully, "He also suffered internal injuries."

"What about this jade butterfly?"

"Beauty and beauty, look, her face is also scratched."

Zhu Pingan stared at the girl for a few seconds after hearing this, and finally found a scar the size of a grain of rice on the side of the girl's nose.

Nima

"How can you explain this donkey-hide gelatin?"

"I've lost a lot of blood, and I need to replenish blood." The girl pointed to the bandages wrapped around her body, weak and pitiful.

"What about the aloe vera, angelica, and pearl powder?" Zhu Pingan asked, pointing to the last few packets of herbs.

"When we walk in the rivers and lakes, we will inevitably fight and kill. If the strength is not controlled well, blood will be splashed on the face. There are also some gangsters who love to use poison. We have to protect our faces."

Zhu Ping'an looked at the pretentious **** the bed, and really had the urge to slap her against the wall and couldn't even buckle her.

"Don't be angry, little benefactor, money is something outside of the body, if you don't bring it with you when you die, why should you care about it." The **** the bed smiled and said sarcastic remarks.

Money is something outside the body?

Zhu Pingan looked at the **** the bed speechlessly. It was inexplicably funny to say this from the robber.

"Little benefactor, you seem to be looking very bad." The **** the bed looked at Zhu Pingan with a smile and asked, her dark eyes were full of teasing.

"Okay or not, it's none of your business."

Zhu Ping'an replied lightly.

The pretty face of the **** the bed darkened, and her laughter stopped.

(end of this chapter)