Until there was a faint sound from outside the space.

"It's already afternoon, Miss, it's time to wake up."

Song Lanyi rubbed her head and opened her eyes a little sleepyly.

When the maid Shuiyue saw this scene, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled, "Does the lady think this "Medicine Sutra" is boring? As she looked at it, she didn't know when she fell asleep."

Song Lanyi was stunned and quickly opened the medicine scriptures at hand, and saw dense comments on it.

It turns out...the dream is real?!

Song Lanyi looked at the hemostatic powder and Shengji Pills noted next to the medicine scripture, and her heartbeat increased rapidly.

If Mr. Yao said nothing wrong, these are all prescriptions unique to the disciples of the Medicine Sect.

She reached out to attract Shui Yue, "Shui Yue, please let the doorman go to the medicine shop for a trip. Remember, you need six taels of silver soil, three taels of salvia miltiorrhiza, and eight cents of laurel..."

When Shui Yue saw Song Lanyi's serious expression, she couldn't help but lift her heart and wrote down these medicinal herbs one by one.

Among these medicinal materials, Song Lanyi also added several useless medicinal materials.

This is used to disturb others' vision.

Time flies.

These days, Song Lanyi has something to do, so she lies on the couch to take a nap.

The maid in the room only thought that the girl was taking a nap in a cat winter.

No matter how bad it is, it is because of worry. You cannot sleep well at night, so you can only sleep for a while during the day.

But only Song Lanyi knew that she did this, first to avoid Zhong Rui, and secondly, she took the opportunity to learn more pharmacological knowledge.

Over the past few days, she not only mastered the production of hemostatic powder, but also was able to refine Shengji Pills.

It was snowing outside the window, and you could still vaguely hear the howling north wind from outside the border.

The sky in the north of the border is always darker.

Suddenly, a noise suddenly came from the corridor, disrupting Song Lanyi's thoughts.

She frowned and shouted in the corridor, "Why are you so panicked?"

There was a moment of silence under the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of noise.

I saw Shuiyue looking like she was losing her parents, "Miss, it's not good!"

Song Lanyi was shocked, "But is my father back?"

Shuiyue's eyes were red and she nodded slowly, "Master...Master, he..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Lanyi didn't care about putting on the cloak, and directly put on the thin blue blouse, took off the horse whip, and said coldly, "Prepare the horse!"

Dinner was over, but the clinic in Dingyuan City was crowded with people.

There are even many horses outside the clinic.

The clinic is brightly lit and the atmosphere is extremely serious.

On the straw mat, there was a bearded man holding four or five cut-off arrows on his chest.

There were even terrifying barbs on the arrows.

If you use brute force alone to pull it out, it will probably not take long before the great man will die in blood.

Above the high hall of the clinic, there was a man with a handsome appearance and a cold face.

After a long time, he looked at the doctor who was sweating in cold sweat, "How is the injury?"

In the winter in Shuobei, the doctor was sweating all over the place.

He thought carefully and carefully, and then he said cautiously, "The prince also knows that in the bitter and cold places in Shuobei, there is no way for anyone with excellent medical skills. If the doctor in the clinic is here, there may be a possibility of healing."

This is a preparation and please be smart.

However, Liangzhou has thousands of miles of land, and I am afraid that the patient will die of thunder and bleeding before he arrives in Liangzhou.

Hearing this, the soldiers below immediately cried out, "Prince, you can't watch Mr. Song disappear... Although he has no old age, he still has a daughter below! What should he do if he leaves?"

"And this information was also obtained from the birth and death of Mr. Song, you can't..."

King Ming rubbed his eyebrows with headache, wishing he could kick the meat of the hobs away with one kick.

rule!

Of course it has to be cured!

If it is not cured, wouldn’t it be disappointing to the people below?

But this did not prevent him from dislikeing these hob meats.

King Ming thought for a while and said, "Go to the warehouse..."

Halfway through the conversation, the neighing sound of a horse suddenly came from outside the clinic.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a long whip swaying the ground sounded.

"Song Lanyi, the daughter of the thousand-man Song Hanhai, came to pay homage to the prince."

The Ming King frowned even deeper.

A girl was crying in his mind.

He sighed.

What else can you stop?

"Come in."

At the entrance of the clinic, a thin girl in green lifted up the curtain and walked quickly towards the direction where the Ming King was.

As soon as she entered the room, she smelled the bloody smell in the air floating.

When Song Lanyi saw the bearded man lying on the straw mat, his eyes were hot.

I don’t know if it was fate or something, but after the big man removed his beard, his facial features were exactly the same as her father in his previous life.

I don't know if it's a sympathy or something, Song Hanhai broke free from a coma the moment Song Lanyi came in, looked at Song Lanyi with difficulty and squeezed out a smile.

"Yiyi, don't be afraid, go home quickly... Be good, go back and have a sleep, and Dad will come to see you tomorrow morning."

The people present felt quite uncomfortable.

Even the Ming King couldn't help but sigh at Song Hanhai's sincere love for his daughter.

Song Lanyi felt even more sad. She didn't talk nonsense. Without saying a word, she knelt in front of Song Hanhai.

Others wanted to stop him, but before they could speak, Song Lanyi took out a porcelain bottle and sprinkled light yellow hemostatic powder on Song Hanhai's wound.

The doctor in the clinic was anxious, "Hey, you little girl, no matter how anxious you are, you shouldn't use medicine indiscriminately! You are really..."

The doctor wanted to continue talking, but suddenly heard the soldiers beside him screaming.

"Blood! The blood has stopped! Mr. Song is saved!"

The Ming King looked slightly stunned and walked quickly to Song Hanhai.

The wound that was originally gushing out of blood actually stopped the bleeding!

At this time, his eyes at Song Lanyi were very different.

Although Song Lanyi had not yet learned the meaning of the scriptures and had officially embarked on the path of Tao.

But her level of medicine alone is comparable to a ninth-grade medical disciple.

You should know that in this world, whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, military, medicine, or other Taoism, they are divided into one nine grades, one grade is the extreme, and nine grades are the final.

And above the first rank is the saint.

Dingyuan City is desolate, and few medical disciples come.

But now it seems... there are actually dragons and tigers hidden in Dingyuan City!

A girl's method of curing diseases and saving lives is comparable to an orthodox disciple of a doctor.

I saw Song Lanyi’s movements were familiar, clearing her wounds, stopping bleeding, and pulling out arrows.

When the arrow was finally pulled out, only a blood hole was left.

Others glanced at it and couldn't help but exclaim, "Although the injury has not healed yet, it is extremely rare to be able to do so."

Hearing this, Song Lanyi looked at the man with a strange expression.

She took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out a turquoise pill with green patterns, and put it into her father's mouth.

I saw that the bloody gap on Song Hanhai’s chest and abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a moment, the people in the entire clinic were speechless.

The Ming Wang beside him seemed calm, but in fact he had already stirred up storms in his heart.

Green lines with flawless pills can produce skin...

This is Shengji Pill!

At this moment, Song Lanyi's position in his heart could not help but mention it again and again.

What is the relationship between this girl and the Medicine Saint...?

If there are any manuscripts left in the new book period, each chapter will be posted at about 12 noon and 6 pm.

Each chapter is still two thousand words. Today I am addicted to typing and forgot to post it... I atone for my sins... (Kneel down gently)

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Chapter completed!