The two-story pharmacy combines Chinese and Western medicine, and also sells simple medical equipment such as crutches and wheelchairs. It looks no different from the large pharmacies that can be seen everywhere on the streets in the 21st century. It sells all the new and special medicines that should be sold, but it has added some special medicines provided by the army, including some semi-finished products such as empty capsules.
Feng Yuheng tried it and was able to easily get the items in the pharmacy out and hold them in his hands through his mind.
She was really surprised for a while, and subconsciously took a step to leave. Such a strange discovery must be checked in a quiet and deserted place.
But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck and a cold sword was pointing straight at her.
"Don't move." It was the guard's voice.
Feng Yuheng really didn't dare to move.
As the saying goes, the King of Hell is belligerent and the little devils are difficult to deal with. She can fight with her master bravely, but the brains of this kind of stupid guard are never very smart, and the sword definitely does not have eyes.
She glanced at the cold sword, which was so sharp that it could cut hair.
"Miss, I'm sorry. No matter who you are, you shouldn't have met my master here today." As soon as the words fell, the tip of the sword shook.
Feng Yuheng certainly would not just wait to die, but before she could make any move, the cold sword made a "ding" sound and then fell to the ground with a "clang".
"Master!" The guard turned around quickly and knelt down in front of the man in brocade robes, "Master, calm down."
The man in brocade robes waved his hand casually, "It's just a child, let her go."
"But if the news gets out..."
"Bai Ze." The man in brocade robes looked gloomy. "I don't want to say the same thing a second time."
"Yes." The guard named Bai Ze lowered his head, picked up his sword silently, and dared not say anything more.
Feng Yuheng glared at Bai Ze, then looked at the old doctor who was staring at the injured patient helplessly, and said earnestly: "Learn more from your master. Even if you want to kill someone to silence him, don't do it in front of someone who is still useful. The doctor's profession has always been closed and opaque. If someone has ulterior motives and makes a move, his legs will be completely crippled."
"Don't push your luck!" Bai Ze was so angry that he jumped up and down.
The man in brocade robe chuckled, "She knows a lot at such a young age. Bai Ze, learn from her. She is absolutely right."
"master!"
"Stop talking." He interrupted Bai Ze and looked at Feng Yuheng, "Go home, didn't you say that mother is still sick?"
Feng Yuheng stared at him for a while, and couldn't bear to take his eyes away from the purple lotus between his eyebrows. It's said that men can't be too good-looking. If they are good-looking, it's easy for some women to lose their principles——
"Well... let me help you." As soon as he said this, Feng Yuheng wanted to slap himself in the face. Do you understand that you should keep yourself out of trouble? You are everywhere.
"How do you want to help?" The man in brocade robe cooperated very well and didn't give her a chance to regret.
Feng Yuheng turned away, not wanting to look at his brows again, and reached into her sleeves, using her mind to summon a bottle of pain-relieving spray. This stuff was not originally on the market, but was specially developed for emergency use by the army. She kept a box of it and put it in the pharmacy, thinking that she would have a chance to sell it at a high price, but who would have thought that before she could sell it, the plane was destroyed and everyone died.
"Of course, I'll stop the pain first." Feng Yuheng shook the spray bottle in his hand and glanced at the old man. "Old sir, you saw it just now. In order to keep their whereabouts secret, they wanted to kill me and silence me."
The old man was already frightened, and after hearing what she said, he collapsed and sat on the ground, shaking.
Feng Yuheng looked at the man in brocade robes, "Say something, give me a promise or something. Not only do I have to guarantee your safety, but you can't tell anyone about what I did to help you today."
Bai Ze felt nervous when he heard this, and then asked again: "Who are you?"
Feng Yuheng was particularly helpless: "I am just a child from a mountain village. In my early years, I met a Persian man who gave me some good things. Today I want to use these good things to save your master, but I don't want more people to know that I have rare goods. Understand?"
Bai Ze analyzed it for a while and nodded, "I understand."
The man in brocade robes stared at the bottle in her hand with inquiry in his eyes, but seeing that Feng Yuheng had no intention of saying more, he turned to the old man and said, "Old sir, just treat me as an ordinary patient. After you have done what you should do, I will let Bai Ze send you out of the mountain. I will never hurt your life."
"Seriously?" The old man didn't believe it.
"As long as you don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, I'll take it seriously."
"I didn't do anything tonight. I went out to see a doctor and got lost. I was lost."
Feng Yuheng knew that no one could verify the authenticity of the so-called guarantee, and you could only choose to believe it or not. She didn't bother to guess whether the guard named Bai Ze would send the person back safely or kill him on the way. She had to treat the man's leg first, and after that she had to go back to the small village, where the original owner's mother and brother were still waiting for her.
"Come on!" She said nothing more, half-knelt beside the man in brocade robe, and simply tore open the clothes on the wound with her own hands.
The man in brocade robes watched her movements and felt that they were clean and neat, and she acted without hesitation, as if she was used to doing such things every day. But how could a child in his early teens do that?
"Is there any wine?" she asked while looking at the wound.
The old man quickly opened the medicine box and took out a small pot, saying a little embarrassedly: "I usually drink a few sips, and I carry it with me wherever I go."
"Well, this is a good habit." Feng Yuheng took the wine pot and ordered bluntly: "Bai Ze, go get some clean water."
When Bai Ze saw the man in brocade robe nodded, he turned around and ran to the stream. When he came back, he picked up a broken jar from somewhere and held it in front of the people with half a jar of water.
Feng Yuheng took the water and said without raising his head: "Rinse it with clean water first, and then disinfect it with wine. It will be painful, just bear with it."
Unsurprisingly, the man in brocade robes said again: "It's okay."
She raised her eyebrows. Actually, there was disinfectant alcohol in the pharmacy, but she couldn't conjure up another bottle. Children's cuffs were not that big, and if they took out too many things, they would be exposed.
"Then let's begin." Feng Yuheng said no more and began to carefully treat the wound.
Clean water, strong liquor, disinfection completed. Bai Ze found a wooden couch for the man in brocade robe to chew on, Feng Yuheng waved his hand, "No, take it away quickly, it's so dirty to chew it in your mouth."
Bai Ze didn't listen to her and just said, "It's not as easy as it sounds to scrape the meat and set the bones."
"I know." She shook the bottle in her hand again, and when it was almost done, she sprayed it on her knees.
The unique sound and mist of the spray startled everyone. The man in brocade robe was the best, with only curiosity in his eyes. The other two exclaimed in surprise.
"What is this?" Bai Ze became alert and grabbed Feng Yuheng's wrist to stop her from spraying. "What medicine did you use on my master?"
"It's for pain relief." She told the truth, and then said to the man in brocade robes, "Feel it, is it starting to get numb?"
This medicine works incredibly quickly and can provide local analgesia and anesthetic effects on the affected area within three breaths at most.
The man in the brocade robe was also surprised. It seemed that his knees began to go numb in an instant, and the pain disappeared immediately afterwards. Moreover, the medicine was used to the best effect. It covered all the injured parts, and the uninjured parts still felt intact.
He looked at the bottle in Feng Yuheng's hand again, which made her feel embarrassed. "Well... after I cure your injury, if there is any left, I will... give it to you."
He was not polite at all, "In that case, thank you very much."
"It's your turn." Feng Yuheng pushed the old man beside him, "Scrape the rotten meat."
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