The Resplendent Farming Apothecary - Chapter 130

[Chapter One Hundred and Thirty (Second)]

He saw Mr. Bai San from Jimintang, bending over to talk to a little girl who was a head shorter than him, strode over, pointed his nostrils at the sky, and said yin and yang strangely: “You are the girl who pretends to be a disciple of Medicine Saint? Who gave you the guts?”

Gu Ye stroked the shiny fur of the little black cat in his arms, tilted his head, and asked the shopkeeper Bai with a smile: “Uncle Bai, there are ducks in your backyard? It’s really ugly!”

“Who are you talking about ducks!!” The teenager in the second phase is sensitive, the boy’s brows stood upright, and his face was flushed with anger. If Gu Ye wasn’t a girl, he would have punched him long ago.

Gu Ye raised his eyelids, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: “Whoever answers the question is who! You are quite self-aware!”

“You…” The boy clenched his fists tightly, trembling slightly all over his body, as if he was trying his best. Control your emotions.

“If you know your voice is ugly, don’t come out and pollute people’s ears!” Gu Ye didn’t feel any shame in bullying a half-old child, “Yo! Look at this trembling hand… Uncle Bai, hurry up and let the old man sitting in the hall. The doctor shows him, it’s not a stroke! It doesn’t matter, I just learned acupuncture and moxibustion recently, and this girl is very kind and gives you two needles, how about it?”

“You just had a stroke!” The boy raised his voice, Like an iron tool scraping on the bottom of the pot, it is extremely harsh. Seeing the little girl take two steps back with disgust on her face, the rational string in his mind snapped instantly, and he stretched out his hand towards the little girl.

Hiss… Suddenly, there was a sharp pain on the back of his hand, and three deep blood marks appeared on it. He held his hands and looked at the little girl. The little black cat in her arms, which was not as big as his slap, was staring at him vigilantly with golden eyes, the hair on the back of the neck stood on end, and a warning whimper sounded in her mouth. Voice.

“Oh, Xiao Mo is really capable, he knows how to protect his master! Awesome! Go back and reward you with a roast duck!” Gu Ye raised the little black cat and rubbed the little thing’s soft fur with his own face. Halfway through the road, she discovered the little black cat sleeping in the pile of medicinal herbs, and brought it to town together.

Killing Tian rolled his eyes impatiently. If it wasn’t for the master ordering it to protect this girl, it would be too lazy to meddle in her own business! It licked its paws: what is roast duck? Tasty? Is there any Dongpo meat delicious? The first meal he had just arrived at Gu Ye was Dongpo Pork, and he immediately fell in love with the fragrant, soft and glutinous taste that melted in his mouth. I really want to eat it…

“Your pet scratched me, shouldn’t you say something?” The boy calmed down again at this time, with a bit of grievance in his tone. After the liar is exposed, shouldn’t he kneel down and beg for mercy? Why is this girl so arrogant and pampered! The skin is too thick!

“Expression? Dare you come to blackmail money?” Gu Ye then turned to look at the young man. With fair skin like tender tofu and deep three-dimensional facial features, he will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up. She has a relatively high tolerance for handsome guys, and she persuaded him to “reform and return to the righteous”:

“You unlucky child, what are you doing wrong, you just learn from others to touch porcelain and corrupt money. Do your family know? If I were like you Son, I couldn’t get out of bed for a long time, so I can’t be embarrassed!”

“Who corrupted your money?!” The boy’s fair face instantly flushed red.

“If you don’t say it, do you want me to express it to you? How to express it, I want money!” Gu Ye’s contemptuous eyes made the boy’s face turn a little red, turning purple. Seeing the people around him worry for a while, for fear that he would burst his blood vessels and fall into the Jimintang.

“Who wants you to pay money! This is the hospital, your pet has scratched my hand, shouldn’t it be bandaged?” The boy’s chest heaved violently, and his handsome little face had a grim expression. This girl has the urge to crush her to death!

Gu Ye showed a stunned look, and grinned: “So that’s how it is, I misunderstood you! I’m a medical student, so you won’t bother the old doctor with this little injury. Come on, I’ll help you clean up the wound… …”

“Can you do it? I’m the pharmacist’s hand. Can you afford it if it’s broken?” The boy showed a arrogant expression. A pharmacist who can be a pharmacist at the age of 15 is rare in the pharmaceutical industry, and has a capital to be proud of.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be damaged!” Gu Ye put the little black cat on his shoulder and cleaned his hands with disinfectant, “If it is cured, I’ll give you my hand, okay!

” Who wants your hand!” The teenager looked at her hand stained with medicine in disgust.

Brat, Gu Ye deliberately took out a highly irritating disinfectant from his medicine box, showed a wicked smile like a little devil, and poured the disinfectant on the other’s wound without hesitation.

The boy suddenly jumped up with his hands in his hands: “What are you doing! It hurts! What did you do to my hand? Did you poison me? It hurts…”

“What are you talking about? Such a young man, a little I can’t bear the pain, so go home and be a mother!” Gu Ye grabbed the boy’s injured hand with one hand, and wiped his wound with a cotton ball dipped in disinfectant with the other hand. Poor young man, his face was contorted in pain.

“Young master – what’s wrong with you!” A young servant in green clothes about the same age as a teenager rushed in from outside when he heard the movement, but what he saw was a beautiful little girl who was helping the young master to deal with the wound with a “gentle” face. .

What a beautiful and warm scene it should have been, but his young master called it like killing a pig. The little servant looked at the scars on the back of his young master’s hand that only hurt the skin, and felt that the young master’s reaction was a bit exaggerated. Don’t be afraid of the little girl’s jokes.

Gu Ye sprinkled anti-inflammatory powder on the wound, wrapped it in gauze, and warned, “Okay, don’t touch it with water or eat spicy food for the next two days. The scab will be removed in

three days.” “The scab will be removed in three days. Do you think I’m an ignorant urchin who doesn’t understand anything? It will take at least seven days for the wound to heal, okay?” The young man looked unconvinced, worried that his hand would be rotten. Is it too late to replace the medicine you brought with you now?

Gu Ye’s expression of “he’s rare and strange”: “If I dig a hole in your stomach and sew it up, it will indeed take seven days to heal. For your small wound, three days is already slow. I will give it to you. The medicinal powder you use has a great healing effect on the muscles and won’t even leave scars!”

“If you dig a hole in your stomach, you can still live? You lie to a ghost!” “You really have no common sense.”