Chapter 358 Uncle Fu dies and Jiang Wan goes berserk!
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Jiu Yang Zhu Zhu
The village chief's words made Jiang Wan's heart sink to the bottom.
It seems that Fu Bo is really in trouble.
With trembling hands, Jiang Wan touched Fu Bo's carotid artery again.
Sure enough, his breath became weaker and weaker, and his face became paler and paler.
How to do how to do?
What to do with her Qiao Liancheng!
At this moment, overwhelming regret and anger tightly strangled her throat, causing her body to tremble undetectably.
Why didn't she come a day earlier.
If it had been one day earlier, the village chief would not have been arrested, and maybe nothing would have happened to Uncle Fu.
At this moment, Fu Bo's face suddenly turned rosy, and his neck pulse became stronger.
But Jiang Wan couldn't be happy because she knew that Uncle Fu was having a comeback!
Soon, Uncle Fu slowly opened his eyes and saw that Jiang Wan was a little surprised. He wanted to get up but found that his body was out of control.
Jiang Wan sniffed, lowered her voice and whispered beside him:
"Uncle Fu, I'm Jiang Wan. I'm here to save you!"
She should ask how to cure Qiao Liancheng and where he kept the medicine.
However, when she saw the abnormal flush on Uncle Fu's face, Jiang Wan couldn't ask those questions after all.
Fortunately, Uncle Fu soon understood. He turned his eyes and saw Dashan with a sad face at the door.
He curled his lips as if he wanted to smile, but couldn't.
When he turned to look at Jiang Wan again, he paused and tried to speak:
"The medicine for your man is in the secret compartment under my bed."
"There is also a handbook there, which contains my experience in practicing medicine throughout my life."
"There is also a book about acupuncture passed down from my ancestors."
"The method of taking the medicine is recorded in my handbook. The subsequent acupuncture depends on your own understanding!"
Jiang Wan said anxiously: "Don't you have any brothers or apprentices who know how to heal?"
Uncle Fu smiled bitterly: "I took my life and hid in the mountains when I was 20 years old, and I have never come down."
"People in the mountains pay less attention to me. They always think that the medical skills outside are much better than mine. They even think that I have delayed their opportunity and time for healing."
"No one in this big village wants to be my teacher."
"Girl, if you want to save your man, you have to rely on your ability and understanding."
"If you can learn the acupuncture skills of my ancestors, I hope you will consider the favor of teaching me and kowtow a few times to my ancestors as a successor. In the future, you can find a good-hearted person to pass on the skills."
"If you can't learn it and can't find a suitable successor, just let this inheritance disappear!"
Jiang Wan bit her lip and nodded solemnly in agreement.
After speaking, Uncle Fu looked at the village chief at the door:
"You have a brother!"
The village chief quickly turned to look at him:
"I'm here!"
Uncle Fu said: "Brother, I can't be with you from now on. You should take care of yourself."
"Ashan and the others are the scourge of the village after all. This time, you must not be soft-hearted."
The village chief's eyes turned red and he nodded in a choked voice.
Uncle Fu had almost finished the explanation. He looked into the air and didn't know who he saw. A happy smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
Slowly, all life left, and he took his last breath.
Jiang Wan watched as the person in front of him lost his breath.
The body was shaking more and more violently.
Qiao Liancheng noticed something and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wan's hand, and finally pulled her into his arms.
"Wanwan, Wanwan..."
Qiao Liancheng didn't know how to comfort Jiang Wan, so he could only call out.
Following his call, Jiang Wan's body slowly recovered, and her trembling was no longer so severe.
However, those eyes were still staring at Uncle Fu, her red lips lightly opened, and she whispered:
"Old Qiao, I, I want to kill someone, I really want to kill someone!"
She almost squeezed out the last words through her teeth.
Qiao Liancheng's heart tugged hard because he knew that the trembling was due to anger and that she really wanted to kill someone.
He was about to comfort her when suddenly someone shouted from outside:
"Village chief, Brother Shan took people to Uncle Fu's yard, saying they were looking for some medicine, and yelled that he couldn't give the battalion commander an advantage!"
The village chief was shocked.
Before he could say anything, a black shadow rushed out from in front of him.
Then, another black shadow rushed out.
Looking back, there was only Uncle Fu lying there alone in the room, and there was no sign of the couple anywhere.
Back to a few minutes ago, Uncle Fu was about to die. When Brother Shan got the news, he didn't care much at first.
He's just an old doctor in a village. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not.
At this time, Yu Qian suddenly remembered something.
"Brother Shan, I heard that Uncle Fu dug a 300-year-old ginseng in the mountains a few days ago."
"Kuanzi wanted to talk to Xuzi, but he said he wanted to make medicine for the battalion commander, but he refused to give it!"
"Now that Old Futou is dead, we have to take that ginseng away quickly, otherwise the village chief will definitely give it to the battalion chief."
Brother Shan became anxious when he heard this: "Is there still such a thing? Come on, let's go to his house and dig it out!"
If you want to say who Brother Shan hates the most, apart from the village chief, it is Qiao Liancheng and Jiang Wan.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't hate it deeply. He would rather feed that ginseng to pigs than take advantage of Qiao Liancheng.
At that moment, he called a dozen people to Uncle Fu's house.
The yard of Fu Bo's house is not big, and there is only one main house.
He has never had a wife or children in his life, and he lives alone in the whole yard.
Brother Shan brought people in, looked around, and waved, "Look for it, even if you dig the ground three feet, you have to find that ginseng for me."
"Yes!" Everyone gave the order and began to search.
Except for some bottles and cans, there is nothing good in Fu Bo's house.
They didn't understand what was in the bottle, but something as big as ginseng was still easy to identify.
I searched in the yard and backyard, but nothing!
I searched most of the house, but still couldn't find it.
The only thing left was a kang.
"Brother Shan, none of them!"
Brother Shan looked around and suddenly asked Yu Qian beside him:
"Where is your money hidden?"
Yu Qian was slightly stunned, scratched his head and said, "Except for winter, my mother always hides in the kang stove."
“In the winter, just put the money in a water tank in the backyard and freeze it!”
Brother Shan smiled, turned around and waved to the person behind him: "Tear down the kang for me!"
"Yes!" the person behind agreed and rushed over, holding a shovel and hammer and started digging at the kang.
This kang is made of dirt, and there is no cement in it, so it can be easily dug out.
"Brother Shan, there is a secret compartment here, and there is a box inside!" A brother shouted.
Yu Qian next to him was very excited: "There must be ginseng, bring it over!"
The box is open!
At the top is a large diary, tied with kraft paper, very thick and heavy.
Brother Shan flipped through it and couldn't understand it.
There are no teachers in the mountain villages, and due to year-round isolation, most of them are illiterate.
Pulling the cowhide notebook aside, underneath were some bottles and cans, a set of silver needles, a yellowed ancient book, and a half-used ginseng.
Seeing the ginseng, Brother Shan smiled happily: "Hundreds of years of ginseng, it's great."
He reached out to get it from the box.
At this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang.
It seems that Fu Bo is really in trouble.
With trembling hands, Jiang Wan touched Fu Bo's carotid artery again.
Sure enough, his breath became weaker and weaker, and his face became paler and paler.
How to do how to do?
What to do with her Qiao Liancheng!
At this moment, overwhelming regret and anger tightly strangled her throat, causing her body to tremble undetectably.
Why didn't she come a day earlier.
If it had been one day earlier, the village chief would not have been arrested, and maybe nothing would have happened to Uncle Fu.
At this moment, Fu Bo's face suddenly turned rosy, and his neck pulse became stronger.
But Jiang Wan couldn't be happy because she knew that Uncle Fu was having a comeback!
Soon, Uncle Fu slowly opened his eyes and saw that Jiang Wan was a little surprised. He wanted to get up but found that his body was out of control.
Jiang Wan sniffed, lowered her voice and whispered beside him:
"Uncle Fu, I'm Jiang Wan. I'm here to save you!"
She should ask how to cure Qiao Liancheng and where he kept the medicine.
However, when she saw the abnormal flush on Uncle Fu's face, Jiang Wan couldn't ask those questions after all.
Fortunately, Uncle Fu soon understood. He turned his eyes and saw Dashan with a sad face at the door.
He curled his lips as if he wanted to smile, but couldn't.
When he turned to look at Jiang Wan again, he paused and tried to speak:
"The medicine for your man is in the secret compartment under my bed."
"There is also a handbook there, which contains my experience in practicing medicine throughout my life."
"There is also a book about acupuncture passed down from my ancestors."
"The method of taking the medicine is recorded in my handbook. The subsequent acupuncture depends on your own understanding!"
Jiang Wan said anxiously: "Don't you have any brothers or apprentices who know how to heal?"
Uncle Fu smiled bitterly: "I took my life and hid in the mountains when I was 20 years old, and I have never come down."
"People in the mountains pay less attention to me. They always think that the medical skills outside are much better than mine. They even think that I have delayed their opportunity and time for healing."
"No one in this big village wants to be my teacher."
"Girl, if you want to save your man, you have to rely on your ability and understanding."
"If you can learn the acupuncture skills of my ancestors, I hope you will consider the favor of teaching me and kowtow a few times to my ancestors as a successor. In the future, you can find a good-hearted person to pass on the skills."
"If you can't learn it and can't find a suitable successor, just let this inheritance disappear!"
Jiang Wan bit her lip and nodded solemnly in agreement.
After speaking, Uncle Fu looked at the village chief at the door:
"You have a brother!"
The village chief quickly turned to look at him:
"I'm here!"
Uncle Fu said: "Brother, I can't be with you from now on. You should take care of yourself."
"Ashan and the others are the scourge of the village after all. This time, you must not be soft-hearted."
The village chief's eyes turned red and he nodded in a choked voice.
Uncle Fu had almost finished the explanation. He looked into the air and didn't know who he saw. A happy smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
Slowly, all life left, and he took his last breath.
Jiang Wan watched as the person in front of him lost his breath.
The body was shaking more and more violently.
Qiao Liancheng noticed something and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Wan's hand, and finally pulled her into his arms.
"Wanwan, Wanwan..."
Qiao Liancheng didn't know how to comfort Jiang Wan, so he could only call out.
Following his call, Jiang Wan's body slowly recovered, and her trembling was no longer so severe.
However, those eyes were still staring at Uncle Fu, her red lips lightly opened, and she whispered:
"Old Qiao, I, I want to kill someone, I really want to kill someone!"
She almost squeezed out the last words through her teeth.
Qiao Liancheng's heart tugged hard because he knew that the trembling was due to anger and that she really wanted to kill someone.
He was about to comfort her when suddenly someone shouted from outside:
"Village chief, Brother Shan took people to Uncle Fu's yard, saying they were looking for some medicine, and yelled that he couldn't give the battalion commander an advantage!"
The village chief was shocked.
Before he could say anything, a black shadow rushed out from in front of him.
Then, another black shadow rushed out.
Looking back, there was only Uncle Fu lying there alone in the room, and there was no sign of the couple anywhere.
Back to a few minutes ago, Uncle Fu was about to die. When Brother Shan got the news, he didn't care much at first.
He's just an old doctor in a village. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not.
At this time, Yu Qian suddenly remembered something.
"Brother Shan, I heard that Uncle Fu dug a 300-year-old ginseng in the mountains a few days ago."
"Kuanzi wanted to talk to Xuzi, but he said he wanted to make medicine for the battalion commander, but he refused to give it!"
"Now that Old Futou is dead, we have to take that ginseng away quickly, otherwise the village chief will definitely give it to the battalion chief."
Brother Shan became anxious when he heard this: "Is there still such a thing? Come on, let's go to his house and dig it out!"
If you want to say who Brother Shan hates the most, apart from the village chief, it is Qiao Liancheng and Jiang Wan.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't hate it deeply. He would rather feed that ginseng to pigs than take advantage of Qiao Liancheng.
At that moment, he called a dozen people to Uncle Fu's house.
The yard of Fu Bo's house is not big, and there is only one main house.
He has never had a wife or children in his life, and he lives alone in the whole yard.
Brother Shan brought people in, looked around, and waved, "Look for it, even if you dig the ground three feet, you have to find that ginseng for me."
"Yes!" Everyone gave the order and began to search.
Except for some bottles and cans, there is nothing good in Fu Bo's house.
They didn't understand what was in the bottle, but something as big as ginseng was still easy to identify.
I searched in the yard and backyard, but nothing!
I searched most of the house, but still couldn't find it.
The only thing left was a kang.
"Brother Shan, none of them!"
Brother Shan looked around and suddenly asked Yu Qian beside him:
"Where is your money hidden?"
Yu Qian was slightly stunned, scratched his head and said, "Except for winter, my mother always hides in the kang stove."
“In the winter, just put the money in a water tank in the backyard and freeze it!”
Brother Shan smiled, turned around and waved to the person behind him: "Tear down the kang for me!"
"Yes!" the person behind agreed and rushed over, holding a shovel and hammer and started digging at the kang.
This kang is made of dirt, and there is no cement in it, so it can be easily dug out.
"Brother Shan, there is a secret compartment here, and there is a box inside!" A brother shouted.
Yu Qian next to him was very excited: "There must be ginseng, bring it over!"
The box is open!
At the top is a large diary, tied with kraft paper, very thick and heavy.
Brother Shan flipped through it and couldn't understand it.
There are no teachers in the mountain villages, and due to year-round isolation, most of them are illiterate.
Pulling the cowhide notebook aside, underneath were some bottles and cans, a set of silver needles, a yellowed ancient book, and a half-used ginseng.
Seeing the ginseng, Brother Shan smiled happily: "Hundreds of years of ginseng, it's great."
He reached out to get it from the box.
At this moment, the door was kicked open with a bang.
