MTL - The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort-Chapter 10 】First practice

The mutton slices are tender and tender, the stew is extremely tasty, the fans are smooth, the entrance is instant, and the hot soup sprinkled with pepper is delicious, so that people can't wait to eat the tongue.

The two little buns ate a sweat and hit the rhinoceros village. The two had never eaten such delicious things. It was so happy!

Joe Wang Shu is afraid of spicy, the smell of pepper is slightly awkward, she ate a bite, screamed twice, smashed the bangs, and the face was red, and Qiao Wei was dead. Qiao Wei’s meal was also very happy.

The mutton fan soup is enough, the brothers and sisters have not eaten together, and Qiao Wei ate the rest.

The scorpion licked a bowl of dumplings, a bowl of mutton vermicelli soup, a leeks box and a half of scallion cake. In the end, the stomach could not fit. Usually he gives people a sports car, no matter what the meal. He is ready to eat his own pancakes, so Xiaoqiao gave him such a big table. It’s really unmistakable that the mother eats it.

He hasn't read the book, he doesn't know what to say, but he thinks that Xiao Qiao's work is not the same as that of the ordinary village woman. It is atmospheric, neat, straightforward, accounting is not too careless, and man is doing a measure of a man. It is not like the rumor that will do the kind of people.

"Embedling, are you full?" Qiao Wei asked politely.

The embossed slaps the round belly belly: "Fully! It's almost gone."

Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "If it is not enough, then order something else."

The embolic cockroach hurriedly waved: "I really don't have to, I have to blow it if I eat it again."

Qiao Wei saw that the embolism was indeed full, smiled, did not say anything, asked the son of the daughter: "What about you? Still want to eat something?"

The little guy shook his head and they could barely stand up.

Qiao Wei looked at the mutton fan soup on the table: "You seem to like this very much. Mother also buys some mutton and fans to go back and cook for you."

After the checkout, Qiao Wei returned to the bazaar and bought a few thick bedding and a few fresh meats. She actually wanted to buy a set of pen and ink, but after asking the price, she was discouraged. The paper of this dynasty is more expensive than the gold, and it is really not what these poor people can afford.

In the afternoon, the group was fully loaded.

Before leaving the bazaar, Qiao Wei bought a few candied haws and distributed them to their friends after returning to the village. Of course, they also had their own shares.

The two little buns were so happy that they used to eat people's things. Now it is finally their turn to give them, no longer embarrassed.

The carriage drove out of the town, just after noon, the sky was early, and the sun shone on the body, dispelling the coldness of the harsh winter. The little buns who had enough to eat and drink were cuddling in the arms of Qiao Wei, and they gradually became sleepy. Qiao Wei opened a quilt and covered it on the two. The two eyes sank and fell asleep.

Qiao Wei was also a little sleepy, and she closed her eyes slightly. She planned to squat for a while. It didn't take long for her to feel the rush of the carriage. She planted it a bit, and woke up most of her sleep, holding the child in her arms. : "Embedles, what's wrong?"

The embolism shouted: "It seems like something is going on in front."

In order to shelter from the wind, Qiao Wei was sitting on his back, and he hurriedly turned his head. He saw a small road that was not spacious enough. He parked a big family's carriage, surrounded by a bunch of servants, crying, I don't know what happened. The road was blocked by them, and the carriage that was shackled could not pass.

The emboli jumped to the ground and walked over to inquire about the situation. Those people were anxious to return to the urgency, but their attitude was excellent. They carefully said to the embolism. The embolism and Qiao Wei said: "The old lady sitting in the car suddenly fell ill. They are planning to send people to the town to ask the doctor, but the old lady does not seem to be very good."

The ancients rarely cursed themselves. If they even said that they were not good, then it is really not optimistic.

Qiao Wei put the children on the quilt: "I will go see."

Qiao Wei walked in front of the carriage and took a cursory look. There were two near-drivers, and the horses were full of six horses. Each one was tall and mighty. Compared with the embolism, it was a cloud. Look at the attendants, four people, four young people, two middle-aged servants, two middle-aged servants, all of them are well-behaved and extraordinary. Qiao Wei only walked through Bu Zhuang in the morning. The most expensive cloth in the room is Haizhou satin. One hundred and two silver pieces are half a horse. Even the village head lady can't afford it. But these people are all Haizhou satin.

The head should be the servant who wears green than the armor. She kneels on the outside seat and cries. The rest are standing under the floor and crying.

Qiao Wei fixed her mind and looked at her: "This..." Auntie? lady? What did the servant call in ancient times? Yes, it’s mom. Qiao Wei shouted that the mother could not quit, and said: "Is your old lady sick? What is the situation?"

The servant’s tears couldn’t be heard: “I don’t know, the old lady is talking to me, suddenly the face is wrong, then, then it falls down...”

Qiao Wei did not change his color: "My father is Langzhong. If you don't mind, let me know."

The servant looked at Qiao Wei suspiciously. Can a woman understand medicine?

If this is normal, the servant is unlikely to let a girl close to the old lady's body, but when it is urgent, she can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

This is indeed a luxury car to the extreme, Qiao Wei felt a precious and simple atmosphere when he went up, but Qiao Wei did not look at these things outside, but quickly looked at the old lady, the old lady blinked, but hey The light is sluggish, the complexion is pale, and the look is very painful.

Qiao Wei checked the old lady's body and surroundings: "When the old lady is talking to you, is she eating?"

The servant nodded.

Qiao Wei touched the old lady's neck: "There is something stuck in the trachea. I need to cut her trachea."

The servant looked down at Qiao Wei’s hand and was shocked: "You want to cut the throat of my old lady? Are you crazy?"

Qiao Weizheng said: "She has already had obvious breathing difficulties, cold sweat, urinary incontinence, loss of orientation, and then she will suffocate to death. Do you want to save her, you can do it yourself."

The servant himself also saw that the old lady could not do it. She knew that the little woman had not married her, but the little woman’s method was too dangerous. The doctors did not dare to use the knife on the old lady. Can I do it in a rural country? ?

"You...you... are you really sure?"

Qiao Wei said: "It's hard to say that the surgery is risky. This is not the operating room. The chance of infection is very high. But after all, it is a postoperative problem. If there is no surgery, she will not have any chance of infection."

There was no chance at all, and the servant was hesitant to suffocate. If the old lady really has three long and two short, they can't blame. Just moving the knife on the old lady is too big to reverse!

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