The Reborn Shrewish Wife

"They don't know what ails the young master. They only know that the young master is in a bad condition."

Zhao Xiaoling took a breath, and took his pulse again, trying to break it carefully. But after a moment, he still gave up his hand for nothing. He couldn't see it. From his pulse, he couldn't tell what was the matter with him.

If only we had modern instruments. If we had modern instruments, we should be able to check them carefully. We can only see the general situation. There are many things we can't see, such as some hidden diseases.

"Little doctor, can't you see what's wrong with my young master?" The man who led her asked carefully.

Zhao Xiaoling didn't pretend to be profound and nodded, "yes, I can't see what's wrong with your young master, and I can't see it at all."

With a deep sigh, Zhao Xiaoling said, "I don't understand why he can't see anything wrong, but his face is so ugly, as if he has no blood."

"Is the young master really hopeless?" The man murmured.

The woman cried directly, "my son, my son..."

"Don't feel bad for a while." Zhao Xiaoling interrupts them.

They immediately looked at Zhao Xiaoling, their eyes full of hope.

Zhao Xiaoling said, "can you tell me when he became like this?"

Understand the incidence, the date of onset should be able to know something.

The woman looked at the man who had brought her as if she were asking him.

The man who led Zhao Xiaoling said, "it's like this. One day my young master came home from playing and felt sick. His wife went to see the doctor, but she couldn't see why he came. The next day, the young master lay down and couldn't get up, but he was still active and awake..."

"After that day, his wife worried about him, and kept looking for doctors to see the young master. She wanted to know about him. However, none of the doctors saw what happened to the young master. The young master became weaker and weaker from that day on. He became more and more pale. Later, he couldn't even move. Later, he passed out in a coma."

"How long is that?" Zhao Xiaoling asked again.

The man thought for a while and said, "it's only a few days, about five days."

After a while of meditation, Zhao Xiaoling said, "where did he go to play at that time?"

The man thought about it and replied, "I went to the river for a while. I went with the young master. He was playing with some friends by the river at that time."

"By the river?" Zhao Xiaoling squinted and said to the two people, "I want to take off this little childe's clothes and have a look."

The woman frowned, looked at her and said, "but you are a woman."

What Zhao Xiaoling thinks is that I don't mind a woman. Do you mind if I eat your son's tofu?

The man who brought her back was puzzled, "what does the little doctor want to see?"

"I want to find the culprit who made your young master sick."

The man who brought her back nodded and looked at the woman, "madam, let the little doctor have a look. Would you rather see the young master die?"

The woman pondered and nodded, "well, you can help my son to have a look."

Zhao Xiaoling, well, lifted the young master's quilt in front of them and stripped his clothes.

It's just a jacket.

Taking off his coat, Zhao Xiaoling looked at him carefully, as if he was looking for something.

After looking for a while, she didn't see what she was looking for. She began to pick up the boy's pants again. Of course, she didn't pick them up and left him something to hide his shame.

Seeing her looking at her son in this way, the woman was very uncomfortable and frowned.

The man who led Zhao Xiaoling looked at the scene and thought differently from the woman. What he thought was that the woman really looked like a miracle doctor, because she didn't care about the difference between men and women.

Looking for a circle in the juvenile leg, Zhao Xiaoling's eyes suddenly look solemn.

"Did you find anything?" The man who led Zhao Xiaoling back saw her look and asked immediately.

Zhao Xiaoling nodded.

The man said happily, "so, do you know why the young master has become like this? Then you can save the young master? "

Zhao Xiaoling nodded, "yes."

"Can you save my son?" The woman looked at Zhao Xiaoling excitedly, with tears in her eyes.

Zhao Xiaoling looked at them and said, "I need two things to save. You should get ready for these two things."

"What is it?" Asked the man who brought Zhao Xiaoling.

"Dagger, and a bowl of fresh chicken blood."

"Why do you want these two things?" Asked the woman.

Zhao Xiaoling pulled his lips and didn't answer.

The man who brought her didn't think much, so he went to prepare these two things directly.

The dagger was ready, but the chicken blood was not. It took the man two quarters of an hour to get the two things ready and bring them to the room.

To the room, the man respectfully handed these two things to Zhao Xiaoling.Then a blood dagger, Zhao Xiaoling rushed to the humanitarian, "help me to hold your young master, press here."

She pointed to one of his legs somewhere.

Although the man didn't know why, he did it.

Waiting for him to press the young man, Zhao Xiaoling directly took the dagger and rowed toward the young man's leg. Before she let go her hand, the woman exclaimed, "what are you doing? Why do you want to hurt my son? "

Zhao Xiaoling looked at the woman coldly, "don't you want me to save him?"

The woman twisted her eyebrows and said, "but I didn't let you do this. You are not saving. You are hurting him."

"Then I won't hurt him, let him."

After receiving the dagger, Zhao Xiaoling seemed to be ready to leave. The person who led her said immediately, "madam, this little doctor is saving the young master. Don't you want her to save the young master?"

The woman glanced at him, twisted her eyebrows, and said to Zhao Xiaoling with a black face, "little miracle doctor, save people."

Zhao Xiaoling cool way, "how? Aren't you afraid I hurt him? "

The woman said, "as long as you can save him, what if you hurt him?"

Zhao Xiaoling dozed off her eyes and said to her, "please go out, madam. I'm afraid you can't stand it."

The woman hesitated and went to the door.

When she left, Zhao Xiaoling took a deep breath, took a dagger and approached the bedside, staring at the boy's leg tightly.

After a meeting there, Zhao Xiaoling cut the boy's leg and stomach with a dagger.

His legs and stomach broke open, and the red blood immediately flowed out, but the blood was very little, as if it could not flow out.

Zhao Xiaoling immediately put the chicken blood on his hand under the boy's bleeding leg.

After her chicken blood was put in the past, a creeping thing slowly crawled towards the boy's bleeding leg and stomach.

According to the young man's eyes, the face of the incredible with him, "this What is this? "

Zhao Xiaoling did not make a sound, quietly looking at the wriggling thing.

This thing is not far from the bleeding leg and stomach, and it will come to the bleeding place when it wriggles.