Ye Xiazhen finally decided to go to the medical clinic in the town and ask a doctor to come to her home to give her husband medicine. Although the price would definitely be more expensive, at least he could get better quickly.
Although the Wang family is not a wealthy family, it is not something they cannot afford.
She left Wang Huiqiao to continue cooking on the stove, went back to the bedroom, changed into a coat, gave some instructions to her children, and then hurried away.
Fortunately, they live in the town, and the medical center is not far away. It only takes a cup of tea to go back and forth, so neither Wang Yuefeng nor Wang Shougong is in a hurry.
When Wang Huiqiao finished cooking the rice and a steaming aroma of rice wafted from the pot, Wu Langzhong, a doctor from the medical clinic who usually had close contacts with her, also followed Ye Xiazhen to the house.
When Wang Huiqiao and Wang Yuefeng came forward to greet each other one by one, Wu Langzhong, who had a handsome face and was probably in his fifties, first congratulated Ye Xiazhen on the fact that she was pregnant again, and then said congratulations to Wang Shougong who was sitting there, and then looked at her carefully.
Wang Shougong's wounds.
Just at this glance, Wu Langzhong frowned unconsciously: "You are so injured..."
Ye Xiazhen, who was standing far away, couldn't see the expression on Wu Langzhong's face, but hearing this tone, her heart suddenly tightened, fearing that Wu Langzhong thought this job was too heavy, so she hurriedly said: "Uncle Wu, I know, this wound
It's true that I have grown a bit. But now I feel like vomiting when I smell the smell of blood. Xiao Qiao and Feng'er are too young, so I can only ask you to work hard these two days. However, we will calculate the cost of medicine and medical visits separately.
It should be as much as it should be..."
"No..." Wu Langzhong immediately shook his head, interrupting Ye Xiazhen's explanation, and his expression gradually became serious: "Master Ye, you misunderstood me. It's not that I don't think it's troublesome to apply medicine back and forth."
He hesitated for a moment, then asked Wang Shougong tentatively: "Master Wang, with all due respect, was your injury... caused by being scratched by a dark-type spiritual beast? After the injury, did you feel that the wound was scratched?
It feels extremely cold at night, so cold that it hurts, as if being bitten by a small insect? And this feeling will slowly extend to the pit of the heart? "
"Yes!" Wang Shougong nodded immediately, with admiration in his eyes: "Uncle Wu, you are indeed the best doctor in this town, can you tell?"
Ye Xiazhen couldn't see Wu Langzhong's expression, but Wang Yuefeng, who was standing next to Wang Shougong, could see it clearly. Under the soft white light, Wu Langzhong, who had the best medical skills and the most knowledge in the town, heard Wang Shougong's confirmation.
, instead of showing any confirmed complacency, his face was full of hesitation and embarrassment.
Wang Yuefeng's heart suddenly sank.
Could it be that the injury was so serious that even Wu Langzhong couldn't deal with it?
Isn't that the case?
Isn't it just a scratch from a wild animal?
Wu Langzhong frowned, put his slender fingers close to Wang Shougong's wound, touched it gently, and gently wiped the flesh that had turned gray, then put it under his nose and sniffed.
He frowned even more tightly, shook his head helplessly, turned to look at Ye Xiazhen, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Master Ye, I can't cure Master Wang's injury! Even if you apply medicine, I don't have any suitable medicine here!
"
"What?" Both Ye Xiazhen, who was full of expectations, and Wang Shougong, who was holding the door behind his back, were both shocked at this moment.
"Isn't this just a scratch? It's just a deep wound, why can't you cure it?" Ye Xiazhen asked eagerly after being surprised.
"It's a scratch, yes," Doctor Wu frowned: "But this is an injury caused by a rare dark-type spiritual beast. There are still dark-type toxins on the wound. That's why Mrs. Wang has that cold feeling.
It's like a pain like an insect bite."
"For this kind of injury, the best way is to ask a light-type spiritual healer to purify the dark-type toxin so that the wound can heal. Otherwise, it will slowly erode into the body and erode into the heart within 15 days.
.At that time, I am afraid that only king-level spiritual healers will be able to purify it!"
"My skills are limited. I am just an ordinary doctor, not a spiritual healer. I can still think of a solution for ordinary bruises, but is it secretly poisonous..." When Wu Langzhong said this, he shook his head with some shame.
Shake his head.
"Ah?..." Ye Xiazhen and Wang Shougong, who were full of hope, suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on their heads, and they were stunned.
How could this happen? How could this happen?
After a long while, Ye Xiazhen murmured in despair: "Then...then...what should we do? There seems to be no spiritual healer in our town!"
Concern leads to chaos. At this moment, her face was full of panic, and she no longer had the calmness of a "Zhen Fuzi" or the stability of a matron.
And Wang Shougong's face was even more miserable.
He considers himself to be physically strong. Although the wound on his back is deep and long, which brings great inconvenience to his movements, he has always been optimistic that he can recover as long as he rests for a few days.
Unexpectedly, it actually contains dark toxins, and if it is not purified as soon as possible, it will endanger your life!
"If I can't find the spiritual healer in time, I can only live for another 13 days?"
"What about my pregnant wife? What about my lovely daughter? What about my son who has been sick since childhood and is still unable to travel alone?"
Wang Shougong suddenly panicked, and his honest face lost all color.
Seeing his parents' expressions changing dramatically because of Wu Langzhong's words, Wang Yuefeng was immediately puzzled: "Mom, although there are no spiritual healers in our town, we can go to other towns to hire spiritual healers, right?"
Is it possible to be so guilty as if you were mourning your heir?
Wu Langzhong shook his head and touched his head with a wry smile: "My child, you are still young and don't understand how rare this spiritual healer is in our Yuhun Empire! To become a spiritual healer, first of all, you must have a high level of talent like your mother.
spiritual power, and secondly, he must also possess the spiritual qualifications of light.”
"In our Yuhun Empire, it is hard to find one in a hundred people with spiritual qualifications, and this light spirituality is still the rarest kind of spiritual qualification. It is difficult to find one in a hundred thousand. Not to mention our Dan'er Town.
There is not a single spiritual healer in Liuyue City. Your mother is a spiritual healer in the Ling Palace, so she should know this very well. As far as I know, only large counties like Qinghe County have spiritual healers."
"Your father has been injured for at least two days, but it usually takes 20 days to go from Dan'er Town to Qinghe County. There is no time at all!"
"Ah?" Wang Yuefeng was stunned for a moment.
Even Liuyue City doesn’t have any light-based spiritual healers?
He immediately looked at his mother, only to see that Ye Xiazhen's face was as pale as paper, and she just nodded absently at his questioning gaze.
Wang Yuefeng's heart suddenly twitched.
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