Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei pressed hard on his abdomen with her fingers, then turned his body over and checked him over and over, even parting his hair for a careful observation.

Apart from the knife wound, there were no other injuries on his body and he looked like he died from excessive blood loss.

There was a sharp flash in Lin Zhuwei's eyes. She pressed hard on the left side of his chest with two fingers, and then pressed on the right side.

Then he picked up a sharp knife and cut the right side of his chest.

The corners of Old Man Jia's lips curled up slightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Lin Zhuwei's expression remained unchanged as he reached into the man's body and pulled out a bloody heart.

Sure enough! His heart was larger than that of an average person, darker in color, and its weight and feel were obviously abnormal.

"Master, the real cause of his death was not this knife wound, but this heart."

Lin Zhuwei shook the heart. "After being stabbed, he was filled with anger and rage, which caused the blood to flow backwards. His heart was already enlarged, and this caused heart paralysis, so he died suddenly."

Old Man Jia looked at her ease and clear explanation, and praised her repeatedly: "Most people's hearts are on the left side. It is rare that you can accurately determine the position of his heart. It seems that you have reached the level of a master."

Lin Zhuwei was very happy: "Master, thank you for your teachings."

After that, she threw the heart away and said, "Master, I plan to go up the mountain tomorrow to pick some herbs."

In the past few years, Lin Zhuwei would occasionally go up the mountain to hunt animals or pick yams, but she had never gone deep into the back of the mountain.

The master said that there are many ferocious beasts in the back mountain and we must never venture deep into it.

Now that she has learned something, I'm sure her master won't object anymore.

Old man Jia hesitated for a moment and said, "Come with me."

Lin Zhuwei followed him puzzledly through the dark room of the charity cemetery, then passed through a dark corridor of the house and stopped in front of a door.

When Old Man Jia pushed the door open, he saw that the room was suddenly bright and filled with a strange fragrance.

Lin Zhuwei followed Old Man Jia into the room and was stunned when he saw a sea of ​​rare and exotic plants in all colors.

"Master, what is this?"

Lin Zhuwei was shocked. In the past five years, she had studied pharmacology with Old Man Jia, treating patients, making medicines and poisons, and she was already familiar with all kinds of herbs.

But this is the first time I have seen a herb that is red on the top, yellow in the middle, and has a vague color on the bottom that seems to be constantly changing.

"This is Tianjiancao." Old man Jia said lightly.

"Heavenly Grass!" Lin Zhuwei was almost stunned.

It is said that this herb can bring back the dead, prolong life, and is worth a fortune. I never thought it would grow in this tiny corner of the land!

It turns out that the master is not only an expert in medical skills, but also an expert in growing medicine!

"Master, you are so amazing! You can actually grow such a herb!" Lin Zhuwei praised sincerely.

There was a gleam of ambiguity in Old Man Jia's eyes. He looked at a withered yam in the corner and sighed slightly.

"Master, what is this?" Lin Zhuwei asked curiously.

"This is Ambergris."

Lin Zhuwei shook her head with some regret. She had heard from Old Man Jia that Ambergris, as a medicine, was a life-saving herb for people who were poisoned.

However, the survival rate of this herb is extremely low and it has extremely strict requirements for the growing environment.

It can cure all kinds of strange poisons, but generally speaking, people who use it as a medicine must have been poisoned and their death is not far away.

Old Man Jia looked a little gloomy, then he carefully picked out a herb and handed it to Lin Zhuwei.

"You can sell this herb first. With the money you earn, you can buy yourself some nice clothes."

Lin Zhuwei smiled a little embarrassedly. Her clothes were sewn and patched again and again, and they did look a bit ugly.

Afterwards, the two chatted briefly before coming out of the herbal medicine house.

Lin Zhuwei packed up and went down the mountain.

When Shopkeeper Xu saw Lin Zhuwei's rare wild herb, he was extremely surprised and immediately offered a price of one hundred and fifty taels.

He really liked this little girl more and more. The quality of the wild herbs she brought him was getting better and better. Because of the rare wild herbs she sent him, his Miaorentang became a well-known medicine hall far and wide.

Lin Zhuwei nodded, took the banknote, and turned to leave.

But a middle-aged man dressed as a high-class servant hurried in and said, "Manager Xu, can you think of another solution?"

Shopkeeper Xu shook his head in embarrassment. "Butler Sun, the fresh tiger gall you want is indeed difficult to obtain. After all, it is a fierce beast in the mountains. I have already lost several of my men to it. I am afraid I cannot earn the money you give me."

Lin Zhuwei paused, a sharp look flashing in his eyes.

Although the herbs grown by Old Man Jia are precious, they are not inexhaustible, and he cannot always rely on selling his herbs for a living.

Butler Sun sighed.

Shopkeeper Xu asked cautiously, "Butler Sun, how is Mr. Yin's condition now?"

Steward Sun shook his head and lowered his voice, "Master Yin can no longer get out of bed, and his health is getting worse. Master Yin found a prescription, which is said to be quite effective. But he insisted on using tiger gall as the medicine. What should we do?"

Shopkeeper Xu also sighed: "Young Master Yin is a filial son."

Butler Sun nodded, then shook his head: "Let's not talk about it for now. I'll go to another pharmacy to ask."

Having said that, he left in a hurry without waiting for Manager Xu to respond.

Steward Sun hurriedly walked to the corner, but was stopped by a bright voice: "Standard Sun."

He looked back and saw a woman with beautiful features looking at him calmly.

Just seeing those bright eyes makes you unable to look away.

"Miss, what can I do for you?" Butler Sun paused and asked politely.

Lin Zhuwei raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you looking for tiger gall? I have it here."

Steward Sun was shocked and said hurriedly, "Young lady, don't be ridiculous. I have searched all the pharmacies and hunters here, but no one dares to answer me with such certainty."

Butler Sun looked up and down at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in front of him with an expression of undisguised suspicion.

Lin Zhuwei said calmly, "Two days later, at the same hour, I will bring the tiger gall here. Five hundred taels, not a cent less."

"Girl, you'd better buy the things and go home quickly. I don't have time to stay here and chat with you." Butler Sun frowned.

He didn't believe what the little girl said at all. Even hunters with more than ten years of experience didn't dare to take the order. How could a little girl like her be able to hunt the "big beast" that everyone feared?

"Do you have anyone else to look for? Is Mr. Yin's illness incurable?" Lin Zhuwei snorted and laughed.

Butler Sun was stunned and could not speak.

"Wait for me here at the same hour two days later." Lin Zhuwei said, then turned and left with an indifferent look on his face.

Butler Sun looked at her thin yet strong back and felt for a moment: This girl is probably not joking!

Lin Zhuwei returned to the charity cemetery, prepared the meal, and opened a bottle of wine for Old Man Jia.

She ate while observing his expression: "Master, I want to go into the mountains tomorrow. Master Yin in the town is ill, and he wants to use tiger gall as a medicine. I want to take this order."

Old man Jia was chewing a bone. He was silent for a moment, then put the bone down and wiped his hands on his clothes.

Then, he pulled out a small, exquisitely carved bamboo knife from his sleeve and handed it to her: "This knife is made of the finest black iron, and it is extremely sharp. Since you are going to enter the mountain, I will give it to you now."

Lin Zhuwei quickly took the knife, her eyes shining, and stroked it lovingly.

Compared with the iron knife she bought at the beginning, this knife is sharper and tougher, and is truly a top-quality product.

"There are many ferocious beasts in the back mountain. You must be careful. If you are unable to do it, come back immediately." Old Man Jia warned.

"Master, don't worry."

The next day, Lin Zhuwei got up early and baked some pancakes, leaving enough for Old Man Jia for two days.

He also prepared some things for himself to go into the mountains, then said goodbye and went out.

This time, Lin Zhuwei did not stay outside the back mountain for long, but went straight into the mountains.

There were indeed more rare and precious herbs in the deep mountains. Lin Zhuwei picked them along the way and threw them into the bamboo basket.

Perhaps it was because it was still early, only the chirping of birds could be heard along the way, and the tigers and wild beasts had not yet been released from their cages.

Although Lin Zhuwei walked with her head down most of the time, years of day and night training had already made her unusually alert.

Moreover, there are always dangers in the mountains and forests, so although she has not encountered any ferocious beasts for the time being, she still cannot relax completely.

She heard a slight hissing sound and when she looked up, she saw a poisonous snake as thick as her arm coiled on the tree in front of her, spitting its tongue at her.