Dream Broken You Pavilion

As soon as Wu Dexuan came back, the father and daughter went to the clinic together. When there were few patients, Jing'er went straight into the pharmacy room.

The medicine was stewed on the stove, and there was a "gurgling" sound. The smell of medicine in the room was too strong, so she opened the window to let in some air, and sat at the table to read "Xiao Lu Zatan".

"Shut up"

Suddenly, there were two coughing sounds from outside the window. Jing'er was startled and looked up...

A person stood before the half-closed window at some point.

It was an unfamiliar face—a small head the size of a palm with a gray-white bun on top, a slightly sallow face, two faded short eyebrows, and a pair of small eyes smiling into two crescent moons, cocked. The nose is sharp, the thin mouth is grinning to reveal a full mouth of white teeth, and the goatee is sparse on the chin, mixed with black and white, and the tail is slightly curled up into a hook shape strangely.He seems to be about five or sixty years old. Judging from his exposed upper body on the window sill, the old man is nearly eight feet tall. His tall and thin figure and palm-sized face are like a flagpole more than ten feet long. Carrying a small ten-inch flag, it is completely out of proportion, no matter how you look at it, it is a bit awkward.

The old man looked at Jing'er cheerfully, his small smiling eyes were full of kindness...

Jing'er secretly wondered why this person suddenly stood in front of her window?I also saw that although this old man has reached the age of knowing his fate, his beard and hair are gradually turning white, but his complexion is ruddy, full of energy, and his expression is full of joy, for no reason, he feels a little good feeling in his heart.

She stood up, smiled, and said softly: "This old gentleman, please go to the front hall if you want to see a doctor, my father will see you."

The smiling old man was not in a hurry to answer. Instead, he stretched out his hands and pushed the half-closed window open, poked his palm-sized head in, sniffed the smell in the room vigorously, showing a look of great enjoyment. With an expression on his face, he slowly opened his mouth:

"Well, I just like this smell, girl, why did you prepare this medicine? Isn't it an antidote?"

His voice was sharp and hoarse, like the sound of scraping a spatula in an iron pan, which sent chills down the spine, but what he said really made Jing'er get goosebumps all over her body, and she secretly thought to herself Surprised, it was obvious that he met an expert.

Jing'er couldn't help being awed, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The old man has a wide range of knowledge, and he can tell from the smell that I have developed an antidote. It must be extraordinary medical skills."

Hearing Jing'er's praise, the old man immediately smiled, raised his hand to stroke his goatee, his small eyes were narrowed until there were only two slits, and he shook his head and said:

"Man said that compared to you little girl, the old man is much more knowledgeable, even compared to that old thing, the old man is also 'broader' than him. Hahaha..."

After he finished speaking, he kept on laughing, but he didn't know that Jing'er's eardrums were hurting because of his laughter.

I don't know who the "old thing" he was referring to was, but seeing his happy face, the little head on his thin neck was shaking like a chicken pecking at rice, and it seemed that it would break if he was not careful. down.

Seeing this funny and cute old man, Jing'er couldn't help liking this old urchin a little bit.

"If you dare to ask the old man how the medicine tastes, you will know that what I have prepared is an antidote?"

The old man shook his little head, stroked his goatee with his hands, and said in a low voice pretending to be mysterious:

"What the old man is good at is playing with drugs."

The old man ignored Jing'er's surprised expression, and grabbed a stack of prescriptions on the table under the window sill, flipping through them casually, his eyes were sometimes surprised, sometimes regretful, sometimes shook his head, and sometimes nodded.Jing'er saw his act of flipping through his belongings without the owner's permission, but she didn't feel the slightest displeasure, let alone stop her, but quietly watched his constantly changing expression, not daring to disturbed.

Flipping through the prescriptions in his hand, the old man frowned slightly, and praised with a "tsk tsk" in his mouth:

"Unexpectedly, you can write such formulas at such a young age, and the dosage is just right. It's really not easy, and children can be taught. It's just that there are still two key medicinal materials."

"Which flavors?" Jing'er asked anxiously.

The old man said in a low voice: "Tiannanxing, Ambergris."

Jing'er's heart was shocked, and after admiration, she replied respectfully:

"What the old man said is exactly that, Tiannanxing is produced in the generation of Chuanxia, ​​and it is difficult to buy nearby, so a few days ago, I entrusted a friend who ran out of goods to the local area to bring a few plants back to cultivate carefully, and now the leaves are sprouting. , it just grows in a different soil, so I don’t know if it will affect the properties of the medicine.”

"No problem, but just now, the old man saw Tiannanxing in the nursery. The leaves are so tender, and the medicine will be less effective. You can wait a few days before prescribing the medicine." The old man shook his little head.

Jing'er frowned and said, "It's just this ambergris, but it's really hard to find."

The old man said: "This substance can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It is not that there is no alternative medicine, but it should be used as a medicine primer in the antidote you prepared, and it cannot be replaced."

The two of them were inside one window and outside the other window, the old and the young were chatting happily, when Xiaocui's voice came from outside, interrupting their conversation...

"Hey? Who are you? Why are you standing outside my lady's window?"

With the sound of footsteps, Xiaocui appeared at the window, looked up at the old man who was nearly a foot taller than her, and said with surprise, "Uncle, why are you standing in someone else's window? Stealing other people's stones?"

Jing'er scolded: "Xiao Cui, don't talk nonsense, why are you stealing stones?"

"Miss, you ask him."

A trace of panic flashed in the old man's eyes, he quickly bowed his body, put a finger in front of his lips, and kept "shh" at Xiaocui, signaling her to keep quiet, and lowered his voice repeatedly:

"Hey, little aunt, please keep your voice down. It's just a piece of broken rock. I'll give it back to you. Don't bring that old thing here again."

A pair of soybean-sized eyes looked around vigilantly, as if afraid of being discovered.

Who knows, the more he babbled, the more Xiaocui's curiosity was aroused, "Then why are you stealing stones?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice: "Get out of the way."

Xiao Cui pouted, "Go away first."

"Get out of the way first."

"Give me back the stone."

In desperation, the old man muttered in a low voice, "I will pay it back, and I will give it to you."

As soon as the words fell, the old man's figure of nearly eight feet suddenly shortened, and only the old man's head was seen outside the window. Jing'er was secretly startled, and hurried out of the room, scolding loudly:

"Xiao Cui, don't be rude to seniors..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw only Xiaocui's back standing outside the window, but the old man was gone.

Jing'er stomped her feet in desperation, "Xiao Cui, look at you scared the old man away."

Xiao Cui said without turning her head:

"The stone he stole hasn't been returned to me yet, how could he get away so easily?"

Jing'er stared at Xiaocui's back displeasedly, and blamed: "Who stole your stone again?"

"He." Xiaocui pointed her hand forward.

Hearing what Xiaocui said was strange, and seeing her standing with her back to her, Jing'er stepped forward, "What are you talking about?"

Looking around Xiao Cui's body, the scene in front of her eyes really surprised Jing'er because she was dumbfounded...

Suddenly there was a person standing opposite Xiao Cui, a "little" person who was a head shorter than Xiao Cui.

But seeing this man, thin and small, with gray beard and hair, a small yellow face with the size of a palm, a pair of small eyes that are round and round, and a loose goatee that is provocatively upturned...

Jing'er was secretly surprised, isn't this the "tall and thin" old man standing at the window just now?Why is it so much shorter, as if a section of the flagpole suddenly snapped off?

Behind the old man, a stone more than one foot high was resting on the corner of the wall under the window sill. Jing'erfang suddenly realized that the old man had stepped on this stone before. No wonder he felt that the old man's figure was out of proportion.

Seeing the two of them at this moment, one pouted and insisted that he return the stone, and the other folded his arms around his chest with his head held up and stared provocatively at his small eyes, as if if he didn't return it, what would you do to me.

Jing'er couldn't laugh or cry, she walked up to the old man, bowed respectfully and saluted, and said:

"Good morning sir."

"okay."

The old man replied, but his eyes were still staring at Xiaocui "tenaciously".

Jing'er hurriedly whispered to Xiao Cui:

"Xiao Cui, please don't be rude, this gentleman is a distinguished guest, just ask Peier to move the stone back later."

Xiaocui glanced at her mouth, and reluctantly stepped aside.

The old man raised his chin at Xiao Cui without showing any weakness, and his upturned goatee raised provocatively under Xiao Cui's eyelids, announcing his victory.

"Jing'er is really cute and smart, this old man is very pleased."

Hearing him call out her name, Jing'er was very surprised, "So the old gentleman recognizes Jing'er?"

"of course."

The old man's eyes showed jealousy, and he said in a deep voice: "This old thing is much more blessed than this old man."

"Old thing?"

Jing'er rolled her eyes, and suddenly covered her mouth with a chuckle: "May I ask the old man that the 'old...' refers to Jing'er's father?"

The old man's eyes widened in an instant, and he muttered angrily, "Who else could it be? He also stole my book."

"Your book?" Jing'er was shocked.

The old man sniffed and snorted angrily, "Otherwise, how could my old man have chased him all the way here."

As soon as the old man said this, it was self-evident who he was. Jing'er was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly saluted with her hands together:

"Senior Xiao has come to the humble house, junior Wu Kexin is very polite."

"That's all, Jing'er, get up quickly, the old man gave you the fine print." Xiao Luzi looked at Jing'er with a smile, feeling very happy in his heart.

As soon as he said this, Jing'er was even more surprised, "It turns out that the name Jing'er was also named by senior Xiao, it is really an honor for this junior."

Xiao Luzi smiled "hehe", showing pride on his face, raised his hand to stroke the goatee, rolled his small eyes, put his head in front of Jing'er, and said in a low voice:

"Jing'er, do you know what the old man is doing here today?"

Jing'er bit her lower lip and smiled awkwardly, "Senior Xiao, could it be that he...stolen the "Xiao Lu Miscellaneous Talk" that Daddy brought to Jing'er?"

Xiao Luzi said angrily:

"Of course, this old guy only said that I would hand over the medical books, but I insisted on refusing to give them. He said that it was Jing'er that you wanted the medical books. I didn't believe it. He wanted to ask for the medical books that the old man wrote with all his life's painstaking efforts out of thin air. The old man is unwilling, don’t you think? In the end he dared to steal..."

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