MTL - The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort-Chapter 73 Only for those who use it

Xiaoli said, taking out a few small bottles from the universal backpack, looking for it, finding one of them, shaking out a red pill from inside, pinching it with a small hand and stuffing it into the man's mouth on the couch.

The pill entrance is instant and does not need to be swallowed.

After watching the man use the medicine, his face slowly eased. Xiaoli put the bottle back, moved a stool and sat in front of the soft couch.

Strictness of the brain has been somewhat confusing. The long-term pain has made his limbs stiff and unable to move. Until the throat is indifferent to the coolness of the body, he is so shallow that he can find some wisdom.

Today's episode, it seems that the time is shorter, Yan Yan knows, after finding the mind, after a long time, the pain will slowly leave.

He waited patiently. He knew that he had once passed it again, but he didn't know why he wanted to marry him?

Is it painful to die, isn't it the best ending?

Time is one inch and one inch in the past, and when the strictness is completely relieved, I open my eyes, but I have a small, cute face.

He stunned, and his mind was still a little chaotic. After distinguishing for a long time, he recognized who this person was.

"Are you awake?" Liu Xiaoli will look over the past.

Looking at the man still has some confused eyes, Xiaoli reached out and touched his head, and looked at his eyelids, then nodded: "In the past, you are not hurting now?"

Yan Yan did not speak, his throat was dry, and after each episode, there was always a speech that could not be said.

"Is it still painful?" Liu Xiaoli grabbed his head and felt that it was unreasonable: "I am giving you a red blood pill. Although I can't cure your bitterness, it is also a painkiller. It’s just that I ate this and I gave birth to Liu Lang."

He groaned himself, and found his own medicine bottle, shaking out a smell, confirming that the medicine was not bad, the efficacy was not over, and he looked at Yan Yan: "Is it really painful?"

"No, it doesn't hurt." The man who recovered the tone, the voice was still so cold, but with a few heavy hoarseness.

Liu Xiaoli sighed and saw a small medicine bag next to him. He grabbed it with his hand: "Is this medicine you usually eat? I didn't see it."

Say, open the bag.

When I saw the pill inside, I frowned. "What is this?"

Xiao Li smelled it: "Ginseng, velvet, agarwood, gypsum, silver flower, jujube... Whatever it is, it is all qi and blood, but it can't stop a little bit of pain. Moreover, it is useless to eat this. The toxic pain of the bitter marrow is not the internal organs, the bones, and what can be used for these tops."

He said, throwing the bag away and looking at it.

Yan Yan’s bag was brought to him by Wen Hao. He didn’t say anything. He only adjusted his voice and asked, “Are you gone?”

"Hey, your friend is looking for me outside, I am coming in to hide." Liu Xiaoli said, and jumped up again: "I only saved you once, you can't sell me, that red blood pill is not what I did, is What I am doing, the effect is very good. If you sell it outside, you have to say two hundred and two."

Yan Yan’s frozen face has no expression, just looking at him and seriously asking: “What is the poison of bitterness?”

In fact, he still wants to know.

Liu Xiaoli sat on the stool and probably felt that the sickness was very pleasing to the eye. He didn’t care about him. He only remembered: "The poison of the bitter marrow, famous" is not a disease, and the poison is not allowed. No sorrow, no heat, no cold, no urgency, no dryness, no tiredness, no hard work, no fun of fish and water. Once you have committed one of them, the whole body bone marrow is very painful, not painful inside the stomach, nor painful skin. The bones of the bones, two hundred and six bones, the roots of the pain, spread throughout the body, no one was spared. I said, if it is not a young man's life, I really can't dare to take this poison, can't afford it."

Yan Yan heard more and more heavy, half awkward, and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I can't afford..."

Liu Xiaoli asked: "Are you a young master?"

It’s rare to have a question and answer: “Yes.”

"Then why are you not cured?" Liu Xiaoli did not understand: "This poison is so tormenting, you have been poisoned for more than ten years, why is it not ruled? You are a young master, the family should have money to cure you."

"Governance?" Yan Yan seems to recall something, and the coldness in his eyes is deeper and deeper: "It has been cured for fifteen years.

"Ah?" Liu Xiaoli was surprised: "Is it fifteen years? How long?"

Then I thought of something, and said seriously: "You are fooled, you must be cheated, I said, there are some langs on the rivers and lakes, there is no medical ethics, they will use the kind of disease that can be cured quickly. The price of medicine, delaying the time, but it is not to cure, just to pit money, you must be pitted, you have to change a doctor."

Yan Yan sternly: "Changed a dozen."

"A dozen or so have not been cured?"

"Yep."

Liu Xiaoli grabbed his head and thought about it. He said: "They must be a group."

Yan Yan smiled, smiled to the chest, and was stopped by him in time. His illness, can't laugh: "It is really bad."

"Who said?" Liu Xiaoli squinted: "The poison of the bitter marrow is relatively partial to the poison, but it should be treatable. Even if it can't be cured, there is always a way to relieve pain. I will go back and ask me." I definitely know that I am especially good."

Yan Yan wants to say no, he is a person who wants to die. For more than a decade, he also had hope at the beginning, but later, when he hopes to become deeper and desperate, he will no longer hold any Fantasy, now, even if someone holds an elixir to him, he can no longer afford a little interest.

Who does not want to live, can live a desire far away from the horizon, can not be reached, and why it is necessary to fall in love, it is better to die early, broke the thoughts of stirring the mind.

Liu Xiaoli saw him faceless, and took the red blood pill bottle from the backpack and handed it to him: "There are three inside, you take it, if it hurts to the extreme, take one, it can relieve the pain. ”

Yan Yan stared at the bottle, some heart.

Not to be alive, only to be able to have less pain.

"I will give you money." Yan Yan said, to get up and go to get gold and silver.

Liu Xiaoli kept him: "Forget it, a few hundred and two silver, I am not greedy. If I want to make money by medicine, I will be rich in the enemy. Our medicine will not be sold, only for those who use it. Use it when you use it."

The mother often said that the world should be a heart, not just a word, to cure the disease of people who have broken the vitality, that is the virtue, to the waist, and to treat the sick and rich, then the lion should open the mouth.

Liu Xiaoli thinks that this person is not tied to the waist on the waist. It seems that there is no spirit to be rich, and he is a person who is about to sever the vitality, and meets all requirements. Therefore, he can deliver medicine.

Yan Yan did not speak, but stared at the child in front of him, and kept his eyes on it.

In his mind, he did not feel the outline of the child's father. It should be a fairy, a gentle smile, and a kind-hearted elder.

"For me, thank you for your respect."