The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

Xiao Zhenting went out of Beijing overnight, and Shangguan Yan couldn't hide this from Shangguanyan. Shangguanyan also came. When the husband and wife arrived at the village, Xiao Naibao was already asleep. They fell asleep in Yan Jiuchao's arms. Yan Jiuchao probably Never dreamed that the little bastard in his hands would be so quietly nestled in his arms, guarding him, waiting for him.

Yu Wan let the children sleep beside Yan Jiuchao, Yan Jiuchao loved them so much, with them by their side, maybe he could wake up sooner.

"Cong'er!"

The voice of Shangguan Yanren has not yet arrived.

Yu Wan was sitting by the bed and was wiping Yan Jiuchao's face, she put down the veil when she heard the sound, got up and put the washbasin on the shelf beside her.

Shangguan Yan came in hurriedly, her eye circles were red, she thought she had cried all the way, cleaned up before entering the house, but when she saw Yan Jiuchao for the first time, she couldn't hold back anymore, she couldn't help crying burst into tears.

Xiao Zhenting walked in.

This room is fairly spacious, but once this tall and burly man entered, the space seemed cramped.

He patted Shangguan Yan's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't cry, the child will wake you up, show the doctor first."

His voice is naturally rough, even if it is lowered, it is not light, but his cautious appearance reminds people of the gentleness of a beast.

Shangguanyan moved him, looked at Yan Jiuchao, then at the three sleeping little milk buns, stopped crying, and was helped by Xiao Zhenting to the side.

"Come in." Xiao Zhenting said, looking at the door.

This voice seemed to reveal the coercion of a beast again.

An old doctor with a gray beard came in with a medical kit.

He is not a court doctor, but a doctor Xiao Zhenting found from the people, who is best at such difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and all the medicines given to Yan Jiuchao over the years were prepared by him.

Yu Wan stood quietly in front of the shelf, no one seemed to notice her, and no one asked her to go out, so she stayed in the room without moving.

The old doctor did have two brushes, and after giving Yan Jiuchao a few needles, Yan Jiuchao closed his empty and dull eyes, and fell asleep like this compared to his unblinking state, as if his soul had been drained. On the contrary, it is more acceptable.

But Yu Wan understood that his condition was actually the same.

The old doctor checked Yan Jiuchao's pulse again and again, and after finishing the diagnosis, he stroked his beard and sighed long.

"What's the matter, Doctor Zhong? How is my son?" Shangguan Yan asked choked up.

The old doctor cupped his hands and said helplessly, "Young Master's situation is not good."

"Why, what's wrong?" Shangguan Yan asked eagerly.

"Time is running out," said the old doctor helplessly.

Shangguan Yan felt her eyes go dark, and the world was spinning.

Xiao Zhenting supported her in time to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Shangguan Yan burst into tears: "...Didn't it say that there are still two years...he is only twenty-three..."

Yu Wan frowned, so it's true, Yu Zigui didn't lie, Yan Jiuchao really won't live past twenty-five...

The old doctor said: "That is the most ideal situation, but this 'disease' may worsen at any time."

To be able to live to this day is because God opened his eyes. Of course, the old doctor dare not say this. As a doctor who has prepared pills for Yan Jiuchao for more than ten years, he knows better than anyone else that the situation of Yan Jiuchao is actually It's getting worse every year, and his dose of medicine has been increased, and this year there is no way to increase it, otherwise things will be reversed, and it will become a blind poison.

Shangguan Yan fainted from crying.

Xiao Zhenting carried her to the next door.

The most heart-piercing thing in life is a white-haired person giving a black-haired person. Yu Wan is now a mother, and she understands Shangguanyan's reaction very well.

The old doctor stayed in the house, and he went to the carriage to get medicine, saying that he wanted to give Yan Jiuchao a medicinal bath, this was a futile struggle, but it was just to comfort Shangguan Yan's heart.

The two didn't bring their servants, the water in the basin became cold, Yu Wan went to the kitchen to get another basin, and continued to wipe Yan Jiuchao's face.

"He's under a curse."

Xiao Zhenting's voice suddenly rang behind Yu Wan.

Yu Wan turned her head and looked around, making sure that he was talking to her, she got up and said hello: "Marshal Xiao."

"There is no need to be formal." Xiao Zhenting motioned her to sit down.

Yu Wan sat back on the stool. This man was really too tall. She stood like an innocent little girl in front of him, but when she sat down, she looked like a little kitten.

So, it wasn't that they didn't notice her just now, it was because they couldn't greet her, and the reason why they didn't let her avoid suspicion was because they were willing to let her know about Yan Jiuchao's condition.

Did he treat her...as one of his own?

Yu Wan pulled Yan Jiuchao's hands that were so cold that there was no warmth at all. Her body was hot and her hands and feet were cold. This was not a good sign. She wiped his hands with a warm cotton cloth and said in a low voice, "Have you been hit at a very young age?" ?”

Xiao Zhenting nodded: "When I was two or three years old."

Isn't that the same age as the little milk bag?

Yu Wan's fingers tightened: "Who is so cruel?"

"The first emperor." Xiao Zhenting said.

Yu Wan was taken aback, the first emperor? Wasn't the first emperor the grandfather of Yan Jiuchao? How could he put a poisonous curse on his grandson?

"The first emperor thought that King Yan was not his blood." Xiao Zhenting said.

Think not? That's right? Yu Wan looked at Xiao Zhenting in astonishment, and Xiao Zhenting sighed: "It's a pity that this misunderstanding was never clarified to the late emperor, but even if it was clarified, the late emperor would be helpless."

"Is there no solution to this poisonous curse?" Yu Wan didn't ask who framed King Yan. It couldn't be a simple misunderstanding, but there are some things she shouldn't know.

Xiao Zhenting is very satisfied with her wit, this kind of imperial family secrets should not be heresy, stabbing out the former emperor is already a desperate move, and then biting out the current majesty, is it because he thinks he has a long life, or does he think this girl died not fast enough?

Regarding Yu Wan's doubts, Xiao Zhenting didn't say anything dead: "I have been looking for a solution to the curse these years... This is not something from the Central Plains, but a poisonous curse from southern Xinjiang, which first appeared in Nanzhao Kingdom."

Yu Wan has studied a lot during these days, and she roughly understands that the places south of the Central Plains are collectively called Southern Xinjiang, and most of Southern Xinjiang is the territory of Nanzhao Kingdom, and there are several small clans who surrendered to Nanzhao Kingdom.

Xiao Zhenting continued: "The original intention was to tame the dead soldiers of the royal family. After discovering its irreversible toxicity, the Nanzhao royal family gradually banned it, but its secret recipe has been handed down. I didn't expect it to be introduced to the Central Plains. What's more, I didn't expect that the late emperor would have such a vicious method to deal with King Yan's child."

Yu Wan also couldn't understand what the late emperor did, but they all said that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, and those who can sit on the throne are probably not soft-hearted people. They know that King Yan is not their own flesh and blood, but because of the royal face, they can't deal with King Yan openly. , the hatred accumulated in his heart caused the first emperor to do cruel and inhuman things.

It's just that Yan Jiuchao suffers, he is still so young, this kind of contest is unfair to him.

"Since this poisonous curse is so overbearing, is Yan Jiuchao hopeless?" Yu Wan asked.

Xiao Zhenting paused, and said, "Have you heard of Southern Border Gu Art?"

Yu Wan shook her head.

Xiao Zhenting said: "There is a Gu technique in southern Xinjiang, which may be able to solve this poisonous curse."

However, Gu art is not so easy to practice. To become a real Gu master, one needs to nourish Gu with one's body. Ordinary people can't bear the poison of Gu at all, so the number of Gu masters is extremely rare.

Not to mention, what Yan Jiuchao needs is not an ordinary Gu master.

Xiao Zhenting said: "I have already asked Xiao Wu to go to southern Xinjiang, I believe there will be a clue soon."

No wonder I haven't seen Mr. Xiao Wu these days, I dare to go to southern Xinjiang to find an antidote for Yan Jiuchao.

...

Shangguanyan could have brought Yan Jiuchao back to the capital, but she didn't do so. She and Xiao Zhenting lived in the village. They were like an ordinary couple, taking care of their seriously ill son.

Everyone in the village knows that Mr. Wan's parents are here, so it turns out that he has parents. His mother is as beautiful as a flower, and his father is mighty and majestic. He is really blessed.

The people in the village also knew that Mr. Wan was ill. Mr. Wan was the great benefactor of their village. When he was sick, they would come to visit him. Every day, the villagers brought fresh vegetables or wild vegetables to Mr. Wan's home. .

Shangguan Yan gratefully accepted them all.

"Get better soon." Aunt Zhang said.

Shangguanyan took the basket of peppers sent by Aunt Zhang, and she was full of emotions. She could hear it countless times every day, but she never got tired of hearing it. In the capital, everyone hoped that her son would die sooner. , here, but everyone wants her son to live a good life.

Shangguanyan returned to the house, looked at the bronze mirror, took off the golden hairpin on her head, took off the expensive silk, and changed into a plain cloth.

When Xiao Zhenting returned to the house, he saw his high-ranking wife, like a peasant woman, holding a hoe and bending over to dig the ground in the backyard.

Xiao Zhenting looked at her in astonishment.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Shangguan Yan's face: "I... I think they turned the ground like this, I don't know if I turned it right."

"I'll do it." Xiao Zhenting rolled up his sleeves and said.

Xiao Zhenting is good at fighting, but turning... the ground is useless.

The couple tossed and tossed in the backyard all morning, and all the good ground was turned over...

Many villagers came to the door, and Shangguanyan heard a lot about her son's deeds from them. She never knew that her notorious son was so respected in the village.

"Mr. Wan is a good person. We were bullied by people from Xinghua Village back then. Mr. Wan came forward and convinced the county master!"

"Mr. Wan also saved Miss Yu!"

"Young Master Wan is a scholar. He can read well. He is the quasi-champion scholar in our village!"

nice guy? benefactor? Quasi champion?

This, is this really her son...

The villagers didn't know Yan Jiuchao's identity and illness, but the Yu family got some definite information.

"Ah Wan." The uncle came to Yu Wan's house with a cane. His legs and feet were much more convenient, and he could walk slowly for half a mile without a cane. But he looked at Yu Wan anxiously, so he still put the cane on.

Yu Wan had just finished checking homework for Little Tiedan. She had something she needed to be busy with, but she didn't miss any of the things she was supposed to do. Uncle simply didn't understand how she did it. When other girls encountered this kind of thing, He should cry to death, but his Awan didn't cry, his Awan was very strong.

"Uncle, why are you here? Just let me go if there is something to do, your legs are better, so you can't walk too much." Yu Wan helped the uncle to the chair and sat down.

The uncle said distressedly: "I'll come and see you, if you're sad..."

"I'm not sad." Yu Wan interrupted the uncle's words.

Uncle was taken aback.

Yu Wan said firmly: "I will cure him, so there is nothing to be sad about."

"But..." This is not an ordinary illness, and it cannot be cured.

Yu Wan bent the corners of her lips, and said calmly and calmly: "I will cure him, just like I cured my uncle back then."

Uncle lost his voice.

He wanted to refute, but found himself unable to utter a word.

At the beginning, this girl boasted that she wanted to cure his leg. Everyone thought she was crazy, but in the end she did it. What they thought was impossible, but she never gave up.

She can cure his leg, and... can also cure Young Master Yan's illness, right?

But... But the doctors she could find, the Xiao Family and the Young Master's Mansion could also find, and even more, but they were helpless, could A Wan really do it?

"This time, I will treat it myself." Yu Wan said.

Yu Wan was already familiar with the medical books left by Grandpa Bao, so Yu Wan found more medical books to read, and she bought them all from the town, but she didn't find any useful ones, so she went to the capital again.

"Medical books, I also have them at home." Bai Tang said.

Families with profound backgrounds have a little collection of books. Baitang emptied the bookshelves in his family and sent them all to Yu Wan. Fearing that there would not be enough medical books, he found a study in the capital and bought all the medical books that could be bought back. .

The medical books from the young master's mansion and the Xiao family's medical books were also sent to Yu Wan's room.

Shangguanyan didn't think that Yu Wan could really help, but she just saw that she really wanted to save her son, so let her do it.

"Awan!"

Yu Feng hurriedly entered Yu Wan's room.

Yu Wan put down the medical book in hand, raised her head and looked at him: "Brother?"

Yu Feng walked in a hurry, sweating profusely, he didn't care to wipe the sweat, he carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it and said to Yu Wan, "Look, the medical book."

Different from the brand-new medical books bought on the market or collected by aristocratic families, this medical book looks a bit worn out, and the pages are also yellowed.

"Where did you get it?" Yu Wan took the medical book.

Yu Feng said: "I just went to the next village to collect spring bamboo shoots. I met old Cui Tou. He heard that our family was buying medical books, so he said that he also had one in his hand, and asked me if I wanted it? I want it. I can't read much. , I don’t know if I bought it wrong, it’s a tael of silver, if he dares to frame me, I’ll beat him up!”

With the stingy temperament of the elder brother, he is willing to spend a tael of silver to buy an old medical book, which is really a hair plucking on the iron cock.

Yu Wan glanced at him gratefully: "It's a medical book, thank you, big brother."

"Just buy it right! Look first, I'll go to work first." Yu Feng said, left another bag of fresh fruit, and then turned and went out.

Yu Wan glanced at Guozi, smiled, and looked carefully at the medical skills at hand.

Five miles away from Lianhua Village, there was a carriage parked.

Old Cui stood outside the car and said respectfully: "...Go back to Second Highness, I sold the medical books to the Yu family, if the empress knows..."

Yan Huaijing said lightly: "Gu won't let her know, and if she knows, she will take care of it for you."

"With the words of the Second Highness, I feel relieved, but..." Old Cui paused, and asked somewhat puzzled, "Isn't the Second Highness incompatible with Yan Jiuchao? Give the medical book to Miss Yu? What if...she cured Yan Jiuchao?"

Old Cuitou had never diagnosed Yan Jiuchao's illness, so it was difficult to judge whether medical books were useful to Yan Jiuchao, but Yan Huaijing's attitude clearly did not want Yan Jiuchao to die.

Old Cui said: "With all due respect, this is a great opportunity to get rid of Yan Jiuchao."

Yan Huaijing said in a cold voice: "If you want to get rid of him, there are plenty of ways, but if you want to win in a fair and honest way, you need him to lose convincingly! He has to live, let's see how Gu defeats him little by little!"

Unknowingly, as the sun was setting, Yu Wan read medical books and forgot to eat or sleep.

"Ahem!" Yu Shaoqing cleared his throat by the door.

Yu Wan rubbed her sore neck: "Daddy is here?"

"Didn't it mean that our family is not short of money for oil lamps?" Yu Shaoqing put the big bowl in his hand on the table, lit two oil lamps, and adjusted the wicks to the brightest. "Eat something first."

"En." Yu Wan nodded, she happened to be hungry.

"It's dumplings." Yu Wan said pleasantly. She doesn't like noodles, but she only loves dumplings. The dumplings made by her daddy are thin and firm, and the meat is firm. They are extremely delicious. Yu Wan ate three in one go. "Huh, it's hot!"

"No one will fight with you!" Yu Shaoqing scolded.

Yu Wan looked at another bowl of dumplings and said, "Father, you can eat too."

"I've eaten." Yu Shaoqing said.

Yu Wan blinked in confusion: "Then who is this bowl for?"

Yu Shaoqing said fiercely: "Here, it's for you. If you can't eat it...you can give it to that guy."

Yu Wan smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Yan Jiu looked at you, my father made dumplings for you.

On the seventh day of Yan Jiuchao's coma, news came from Xiao's residence that Fifth Master Xiao had returned to Beijing, and he had found a Gu master!

Do you still have a monthly pass? Ask for a ticket for Brother Jiu