Chapter 507 When you recover, I will drink with you.

After sensing the movement, Jiang Tian stopped and scanned the north of the island again.

At this time, the momentum of the raindrops began to increase a little, and the rain that was originally blowing like cotton candy began to fall like needles.

Although it was drizzling, it did not affect the work in the planting area.

After Jiang Tian looked around, he could only see a few young figures busy, but did not see Song Yingxing himself.

At this time, the sound of talking and laughing came again, and Jiang Tian also focused his attention on the clinic not far away.

The voice came from here, and it can be distinguished that it was the voice of Song Yingxing and Sun Simiao, but it is not clear what the two old men said.

Since we have come to the north of the island, we might as well go in and take a look.

After thinking about this, Jiang Tian came to the clinic and pushed the door open.

The first thing that came into view was rows of beds and apprentices busy taking care of these patients.

And, Song Yingxing and Sun Simiao were sitting at the table and talking.

"What are you two talking about?"

Seeing Jiang Tian coming over with his hands behind his back, the two old men stood up at the same time.

"My Lord, are you awake?"

After greeting them, Sun Simiao first reported the conditions of these patients to Jiang Tian.

During this early morning, Jiang Tian also collected a lot of subordinates through the 4250 transaction method.

When these subordinates came to Jiang Tian, ​​the injured were immediately sent to the clinic, and Sun Simiao and several assistants had just treated their injuries.

After Sun Simiao reported the situation, Jiang Tian was still very curious about what the two had just said. At this time, Song Yingxing also explained to Jiang Tian:

"It's like this, I have brewed a batch of wine with the grain before. Today I took out one of the pots and boiled it, and I want to ask Lao Sun to taste it."

"Wine?"

At this moment, Jiang Tian remembered that Song Yingxing was indeed busy drying a large number of grains before, preparing for brewing.

It has been a long time since I realized it, and it seems that one of the batches has also reaped the fruits.

Speaking of which, Jiang Tian hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time, and he looked around the room curiously.

"Where is the wine you mentioned now?"

Song Yingxing smiled and explained:

"My Lord, this is a clinic, so the place where wine is made cannot be placed here."

"That's right..."

Jiang Tian muttered, looked at Sun Simiao, and then looked at Song Yingxing.

"Are you here to ask Sun Simiao to drink with you?"

"That's right."

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Sun should be a person who pays attention to health preservation, right? You ask him to drink... I guess it's a bit difficult."

When Jiang Tian said this, Sun Simiao shook his head and smiled.

"My Lord, this is wrong.

Wine tastes bitter, sweet and spicy, is very hot and poisonous. But it can kill all evils and remove bad air.

Of course, it's better to drink less."

Then, Sun Simiao said some remarks about the precautions for drinking.

This is probably what it means to integrate other precautions into a simple vernacular text.

"It's not that you can't drink, but drink less. After drinking, stay still and don't be blown by the wind, etc. Otherwise, it's easy to hurt your mind and shorten your life, or even die."

Moreover, the so-called killing of all evil and removing bad air refers to the medicinal wine used by professional means, which is still a traditional Chinese medicine. Wine is just a catalyst. (Professional wine, inferior medicinal wine is not included in this category.)

Then, Jiang Tian added another point: Minors cannot drink.

After a while of communication, the precautions about wine were considered to be communicated.

"So...what about wine? Can I drink it now?"

Seeing Jiang Tian ask this question, the two old men looked at each other and smiled slightly, and then Song Yingxing came to the door frame and led the way:

"My lord, please follow me."

Everyone was about to leave the clinic.

Just then, a voice came from behind the three people.

"My lord, Wu Song...I want to go too!"

Everyone paused and turned to look at the same time.

On one of the beds, a man with a shaved head was lying on one of the beds, stretching his body and looking at the few people eagerly, his eyes full of desire.

The two assistants beside him saw him get up, and hurried forward to press him back to the bed to rest, but it didn't work at all.

Is this... Wu Song with a new hairstyle?

Jiang Tian stopped and came to Wu Song to look at him.

Some areas of his body were still smeared with ointment, and compared with before, the area where the ointment was applied seemed to be less. However, even if some areas were not continued to be smeared with ointment, there were still blue and red scars in those areas.

It seems that the other party's physical fitness is quite good, and the wound heals much faster than ordinary people.

At this time, Sun Simiao also came to Jiang Tian and looked at Wu Song with displeasure.

"No! Unless your internal and external injuries are completely healed, don't even think about touching a drop of wine!"

Hearing this, Wu Song looked at Jiang Tian eagerly.

"My lord, I... I'm not in a good mood, I need wine to relieve my confusion, can I..."

Jiang Tian sighed.

"I understand you, but you should just lie down and wait until your injury is healed. If you don't listen to the doctor, nothing will happen, understand?

When you are well, I will drink with you!"

"...Yes!"

Hearing this, Wu Song nodded and said no more.

At this moment, Song Yingxing took Jiang Tian and Sun Simiao out of the clinic.

After leaving the clinic, Song Yingxing first took the two to another brick house not far away.

This brick house was "renovated" by Song Yingxing, and the windows were sealed with mud, making it look like a cellar.

Then, you can see many sealed pottery jars inside, and all the wines with materials are brewed here.

After visiting this small cellar, Song Yingxing took the two back to the small house where the old men lived.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the faint aroma of wine coming from inside, and then you can see a half-meter-high pottery jar on the wooden table.

Song Yingxing strode to the side of the table, put three bowls on the table, and then unsealed the pottery jar and poured it into the bowl.

After a sound like a gurgling stream and the aroma of wine, Song Yingxing gestured to Jiang Tian and Sun Simiao.

"My lord, this jar of wine is the first one I brewed. It has been filtered and scalded. Please!"