I traveled through time and space and found a mute boy: That’s enough, I feel sorry for him

Just after coaxing Mu Jinghua, Qi Huairen came to eat with a frown on his brow.

He was obviously very hungry and worried. As soon as he sat down, he began to sigh heavily. After sighing, he looked at Xu Shu and the others: "No need to wait for me, eat quickly."

Xu Shuxin said that he was not waiting for you, and added a bowl of pork tripe and chicken soup to Mu Jinghua. Then he started to eat slowly. He did not ask Qi Huairen's opinion, but instead took Mu Jinghua to live here.

In the afternoon, Xu Shu took a charcoal pencil and started drawing a crossbow.

Xu Shu had seen crossbows in books before, and he also knew that crossbows had appeared in this world, but crossbows were difficult to popularize in the army because of their sophisticated structure and high cost. Knowing that this world was in chaos and there were many wars around, Xu Shu paid special attention to the crossbows when he saw them.

He has money, and if he could find a craftsman to make him a few crossbows, he wouldn't have to fight in close combat every day.

But after meeting Xiao, Xu Shu was considering whether to build a large crossbow cart. Simply put, a crossbow cart is an ancient rocket launcher, which not only has a long range and strong lethality, but can fire at least 20 arrows at a time, and the requirements for the user are not strict.

He has been building a house in Shiqiao Village recently, so he naturally doesn't want Yuzhou to fall and end up being displaced. So if Xiao Ran is trustworthy, Xu Shu doesn't mind helping to defend the city.

As a result, before this idea was put into practice, Xiao Ran schemed against all the powerful and wealthy businessmen in Yuzhou, including him, the scapegoat.

Of course Xu Shu was so angry that he wrote the word "crossbow". Although his original intention was to make Xiao Ran feel uncomfortable for a while because he couldn't guess the meaning, if Xiao Ran really had the guts to put aside the arrogance and pride of a young master from a noble family and come to Xu Shu in person to beg him, Xu Shu didn't mind cooperating with such a person.

At least he's a smart guy.

So Xu Shu prepared for a rainy day and drew a picture of the crossbow cart first. As for other conditions, they could be discussed later.

The structure of the crossbow cart is very complicated. No matter how knowledgeable Xu Shu is, it is impossible for him to draw it one-to-one.

But Xu Shuke is a scholar. Regardless of whether he reads a lot or a few books, he definitely reads a lot.

Moreover, at the end of the world, he worked in a research institute, which did not only study chemical and biological weapons.

Xu Shu took out several books on the structure of ancient weapons from his backpack. Of course, there were also books on modern firearms, but if these things were taken out rashly, it would inevitably bring about unpredictable consequences.

Xu Shuke has no idea of ​​saving the world, nor does he have a sense of belonging to this country. He doesn't really care how chaotic the outside world is.

For fear of being discovered by others, Xu Shu tore off the part about the crossbow cart before bringing it to the clinic. However, once he was immersed in it, he easily forgot everything else and paid no attention to anything around him.

He didn't know how long it took, but when he finally figured out the structure of the crossbow cart, he just put down his pen and found Mu Jinghua sitting next to him writing and drawing something.

Xu Shu leaned over to take a look and found that he was actually drawing a popular science book on sign language. Every stroke was very neat. He couldn't help but say, "You have such a good memory that you can even write it down from memory."

Mu Jinghua heard his voice, looked up and smiled at him, then handed him a cup of tea.

The tea was still warm. Xu Shu took a sip and laughed at him: "You are the patient, but I still have to trouble you to take care of me."

Mu Jinghua gestured to him seriously: "You are the one who takes care of me."

This was a polite remark that Xu Shu had heard many times, but as he watched the young man perform the gestures one by one, he didn't feel any courtesy or perfunctory meaning.

Xu Shu suddenly wanted to hear the boy speak.

He instinctively felt that the boy's voice should be very cold, perhaps with a hint of the softness unique to southerners, but the tone should be firm and clear, just like Mu Jinghua was looking at him seriously at this moment.

Xu Shu's heart moved, and he shouted, "Qi Huairen, come and check Xiao Mujin's throat."

Qi Huairen was wandering around the pharmacy, thinking hard about how to deal with the strange disease in Yichunlou. When he heard Xu Shu calling him in the inner room, his eyelids started twitching. But Qi Huairen had no choice but to put down what he was doing and go in to take Mu Jinghua's pulse.

Mu Jinghua was actually a little confused. He couldn't understand why Xu Shu suddenly asked Qi Huairen to treat his muteness while they were talking.

And how did Xu Shu know that he was not born mute?

Qi Huairen chose a place close by to sit down, and without taking Mu Jinghua's pulse, he asked directly: "When did you become unable to speak?"

Mu Jinghua gestured, and Xu Shu was responsible for translating: "Three years ago, when my father died."

Xu Shu frowned: "At that time, he fell into the river and floated away with the flood. I stood on the river bank and called him, and kept calling and calling..."

Xu Shu patted the boy's shoulder to comfort him, and then continued: "Then it started to rain heavily and there was thunder. I had a fever, and when I woke up, I couldn't speak."

After translating the boy's words, Xu Shuxian comforted him: "It's okay."

These things happened three years ago. Mu Jinghua no longer felt sad, but he still pulled up Xu Shu's clothes as a sign of weakness.

Qi Huairen took in all their little movements, stroked his beard, and then said, "I took your pulse a long time ago, and your throat is not injured. The reason you can't speak is probably because of your father's death... Child, are you still unable to let go?"

Mu Jinghua didn't feel that he couldn't let go. Everyone will die, especially for his father. Death may be a relief. He shouldn't selfishly pray for his father to survive.

Mu Jinghua shook his head seriously.

Qi Huairen said, "People don't always understand themselves as well as they think."

Mu Jinghua did not agree with Qi Huairen's words.

He knew himself very well. He knew that he could not speak because after his father died, no one would be willing to listen to him. He also knew his own wishful thinking, his own dirty thoughts, and his own inability to understand his own abilities...

Mu Jinghua looked at Xu Shu and was slightly distracted.

Xu Shu was busy questioning Qi Huairen. Mu Jinghua's condition was clearly a psychosomatic disease, and it was likely that the death of his father caused stress and brought about organ failure.

However, Chinese medicine does not have a deep understanding of this. Qi Huairen only said, "Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine," which really confused Xu Shu.

But this matter should not be rushed. Xu Shu asked a few more questions and began to bring the topic to Yichunlou: "I saw you wandering around the pharmacy this afternoon, but you didn't write a prescription or boil medicine. What were you doing?"

Qi Huairen did not think much about it. Or rather, ever since he heard Xu Shu talk about the functions of one or two medicinal herbs last time and learned about the principles of medicated diet, he had actually always wanted to recruit Xu Shu to help in the clinic.

So when Xu Shu asked, he not only answered, but also sought Xu Shu's opinion: "The disease is really strange. The patient's body will be covered with red spots at first, and after about an hour, the red spots will turn green, the skin will gradually harden, and the movement will be slow, like a walking corpse."

"And this disease is like a plague. Now more than half of the people in Yichun Building have been infected, and the number seems to be increasing."

"I initially thought he had eaten some poisonous grass, but after carefully checking Yichunlou's diet in recent days, there was nothing wrong..."

Xu Shu pretended to be thoughtful: "Could it be that this poison comes from the air?"

"Air?" Qi Huairen asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Xu Shu began to deceive people seriously: "In order to confuse people on the battlefield, firewood, wormwood leaves and young bean leaves are sometimes used to emit poisonous smoke. If someone enters, they will burst into tears. This poisonous smoke is made by humans, it is colorless but has a smell. But what if there is a kind of poisonous smoke that is colorless and odorless?"

"You mean, the people in Yichun Building inhaled a colorless and odorless poisonous smoke?" Qi Huairen frowned and pondered the doubts. "But if this poisonous smoke is really colorless and odorless, we won't know what the poison is, and it will be even more difficult to prescribe medicine."

"It's hard to say whether giving drugs is difficult or not." Xu Shu chose to keep it a secret, "But I'm not very skilled, so I won't try it."

"No," Qi Huairen was immediately curious after being teased by him. "You are usually so high-spirited, why are you being so modest now?"

Xu Shu smiled at him, very warmly: "I have a condition, Doctor Qi, would you like to hear it first?"

"Conditions?" Qi Huairen frowned. "I'm not a patient. What's the point of negotiating terms with me? You should go to Yichunlou."

Xu Shu waved his hand to signal him to calm down, and pulled the boy in front of him: "I want Xiao Mujin to study medicine here, so of course I have to come to you to ask?"

"I don't accept boys here." Qi Huairen refused without thinking.

Xu Shu did not speak immediately, but took out the sign language diagram that Mu Jinghua had written down this afternoon and handed it to Qi Huairen: "This is what my little Mu Jin wrote down. If I say so, I will use this as tuition?"

Qi Huairen's beard was crooked with anger: "That's not what you said last time. You said those righteous words last time, but now you change your mind so easily..."

"Shameless?" Xu Shu answered for him, still smiling like a spring breeze, "But so what?"

Qi Huairen: …