Although she knew that Peng Wang was poisoned by the poison of a bungara snake, she would not be so ignorant until she was completely sure that it could be treated.
Crouching in front of Peng Wang, He Zhiran first opened his eyelids to check, then felt his pulse, and finally checked the wound on his leg.
Judging from Peng Wang's current state, it is estimated that if he had come to her half an hour later, he would have been unable to save himself.
Fortunately, her infirmary had several tubes of the right serum.
It can also be said that when Peng Wang met her, his fate should not be cut off.
After checking, He Zhiran slowly stood up and returned to the pile of herbs he had packed away in the sight of everyone.
She found a gentian plant with the most bitter taste and turned back.
He Zhiran handed the gentian plant to Zhang Qing, who had just yelled at him.
Gentian grass is not symptomatic in treating snake venom, but she happens to have a vengeful temper.
"Bite this into pieces and use it to apply to the wound later."
Zhang Qing didn't want to.
"Can't you just find two stones and smash them? Why should I bite them?"
"Crush it with stones and the medicine will be lost." He Zhiran was obviously a little impatient.
Zhang Qing knew in his heart that he had to chew this herb for the sake of his boss's life.
However, he did not completely believe He Zhiran.
"You're not trying to retaliate against me for scolding you just now, are you feeding me poisonous weeds?"
He Zhiran rolled his eyes. Unexpectedly, this official was quite vigilant.
"If you're afraid, you don't have to do anything. Your leader's life and death has nothing to do with me."
Seeing this, Zhou Laoba urged: "Zhang Qing, for the sake of the leader's life, just listen to Heshi!"
Zhang Qing's face was already wrinkled, and he looked like he was ready to die heroically.
Just when he brought the gentian grass to his mouth, a young woman ran quickly from the direction of Li's house.
"Master, don't listen to He Zhiran. She doesn't understand medicine at all, but don't be deceived by her."
He Zhiran squinted at the person who came and searched the memory of the original owner. He was really an acquaintance.
The concubine of the Li family——Li Rouer.
The only person the original owner regarded as a good sister, He Zhiran recognized her at a glance.
Moreover, the original owner's unwillingness to marry into the Mo family had a lot to do with this Li Rouer.
Li Rou'er kept talking to her all day long. Anyone who married into the Mo family would become a widow not long after entering the house.
Why should you be a widow when you are young and have a great time?
In short, the content of Li Rouer's chat with the original owner was not far from the word "widowhood".
So much so that the original owner became afraid of marrying into the Mohist family, which was why He Yuanming and his wife were given drugs.
It can be said that the death of the original owner is directly related to Li Rouer.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran looked at Li Rou'er sharply. What's more, she came to tear her down. How could this be what good sisters should look like?
"Li Rou'er, since you said I don't know how to heal, it's up to you to cure Mr. Peng's poison."
After He Zhiran finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Facing He Zhiran's attitude, Li Rouer was stunned for a moment.
In the past, He Zhiran had obeyed her every word, and he had never been so tough with her.
Today's He Zhiran seems to be a different person.
Has she already figured it out and is willing to marry into the Mo family?
Just when Li Rouer was muttering in her heart, Zhou Laoba looked at her displeased.
"Whose family do you belong to, and why are you here causing trouble?"
Li Rouer was scolded and quickly retracted her thoughts.
"My lord, what I said is true. He Zhiran and I are often together, and I have never heard that she knows any medical skills. Don't be deceived by her."
Seeing that Li Rou'er was so confident in her words, the officials hesitated.
However, after seeing the dying Peng Wang, they really had nothing to do.
Especially in this wilderness, it is impossible to call a doctor.
Several officials gathered together to discuss, and finally decided to use the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and let He Zhiran continue to help the leader detoxify.
Zhang Qing shouted towards He Zhiran's back: "Heshi, come back and continue to detoxify."
He Zhiran stopped and turned around, but his eyes fell on Li Rouer.
She said with a half-smile: "Li Rou'er said that I don't know medical skills. Aren't you afraid that I will kill people?"
When Zhang Qing heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
This time the anger was directed at Li Rouer.
"How can you, the family member of a prison officer, talk to you here? I see you are really tired of living."
In order to vent the anger in his heart, Zhang Qing took off the whip from his waist and whipped Li Rouer hard before she could react.
"Ah..." Li Rouer screamed after being beaten.
At the same time, a woman who looked to be in her thirties ran over to the Li family again.
The woman guarded Li Rouer tremblingly and begged in a low voice.
"My lord, my girl is not sensible. You don't remember the faults of others, so don't be like her."
Li Rouer was hit this time, and the burning pain always reminded her that He Zhiran was responsible for all this.
If He Zhiran hadn't said those words in a strange way, how could the official beat her?
He Zhiran could see from the corner of his eye that Li Rouer was glaring at him angrily.
She rolled her eyes and said to Zhang Qing: "Master, weren't you worried that this herb was poisonous just now?"
Zhang Qing didn't understand what she meant, and nodded dully.
He Zhiran glanced at Li Rouer who was still angry.
"Actually, no matter who chews this herb, it's the same."
Zhang Qing understood instantly after hearing this and had a slight appreciation for He Zhiran.
This woman is quite smart, why didn't he think of doing this?
Without hesitation, Zhang Qing handed the gentian plant to Li Rouer.
"I don't want to continue to suffer the pain of flesh and blood, so I chewed this up."
Li Rouer resisted in her heart, but she did not dare to refute.
I could only put the gentian grass into my mouth in front of everyone.
Her facial features, which were not beautiful to begin with, suddenly came together.
This would be too painful...
Zhang Qing also swallowed a few mouthfuls of the sour water due to nausea as a reflex.
After chewing the gentian grass and spitting it out into the palm of her hand, Li Rouer asked with a twisted look on her face.
"Master, is this okay?"
Zhang Qing didn't understand either and signaled He Zhiran to check it out.
He Zhiran pretended to glance at the pile of green disgusting things in Li Rouer's hand.
He nodded reluctantly.
"So be it!"
After saying that, without looking at everyone's expressions, she came to Peng Wang again.
He Zhiran asked the official to help him pull up his trouser legs to fully expose the wound.
Ignoring everyone's gaze, she tore off a corner of Peng Wang's clothes, turned to Zhang Qing and said, "I need some water."
Zhang Qing quickly took off the water bag from his waist and handed it to her.
He Zhiran soaked the corner of his clothes with water, and then gently wiped Peng Wang's wound.
Although this was unhygienic, in front of so many people, she couldn't get the alcohol cotton ball out of the space, so she could only deal with it temporarily.