It is already a certain death, and everyone's heart is full of haze. Everyone has begun to search for a feng shui treasure land for the rich person, so that he can have a good pregnancy in his next life, at least at the level of a prince, general or minister. Every day he lived a dandy life of fighting cocks, dogs and crickets. It was normal to molest little girls on the street.
As Wang Bushi, who has died once, I really want to educate these newbies who have never died. If you want to have a good pregnancy in your next life, it has nothing to do with Feng Shui. This is a technical job that requires pre-job training, and then you can do it again. Send more gifts, some good yellow paper incense burners. The King of Hell still likes practical things. No matter how good the Feng Shui is, the King of Hell will not like it. The Feng Shui of the underworld is good, and the four seasons are like spring. It’s also very lively every day.
The mother worries that parents' love for their children is selfless and the cheapest way to pay without expecting anything in return. However, children always do not understand or even hate their parents due to various misunderstandings or conflicts. But now, facing the dying wealthy party, yesterday's dissatisfaction has disappeared, and the eyes of the miracle doctor with the elixir are also covered with a layer of moisture. After decades of raising a child, how much hatred can there be.
Meeting is fate. I don’t know how many times I had to kowtow in front of the Buddha in my previous life to get acquaintance and friendship in this life. This kind of fate requires practice. Wang Bushu felt heartbroken when he looked at the rich man who was letting out a lot of air and taking in little air. Although the rich man was lazy and greedy for money, he was an old man after all and his elder. It was always easier for the old man to make mistakes and gain the favor of others. Forgive him, if he died, he would definitely be sad for ten seconds.
The reason why humans are different from beasts is because humans have feelings and will not ignore death. Seeing the painful expression on the rich man's face, as the male protagonist, he had to stand up. Wang Busheng finally made up his mind and vomited heavily. "Let me try" in one breath.
Wang Bu's words were like a stone dropped on a calm lake.
"You will save"! Everyone asked in surprise. Of course, the credibility of this sentence was not good.
Of course, there are also crazy fans who admire Wang BuSie extremely== Leng Bingbing. He has witnessed Wang BuSie making the impossible possible countless times. Leng Bingbing still trusts his husband-in-law.
"You are a doctor. You have learned medical skills. Pull him down. My master claims to be the number one miraculous doctor in Songjiang Prefecture. There is nothing he can do about it. You, who only know how to bathe, can cure diseases and save people. Are you kidding? Or are you the kind that will only make people embarrassed?" "A cold joke." It was obvious that the little girl was very vindictive and distrustful of Wang Busheng, so she belittled him by the way.
"Jinghao, shut up," Yao BuShu scolded, and then looked at Wang BuShu, "Can you really save me?"
Wang Bushit shook his head, "I can try. Anyway, the master has reached this point. We can't just watch the master wait for death. We must find a way. Quan is a dead horse and a living horse. Can we do it anyway?" I tried my best."
"Mr. Master, how sure are you?" Leng Bingbing asked in a low voice. Leng Bingbing was also very concerned about the wealthy party.
Wang BuShu shook his head, "It's a lie to say that I'm sure. I'm not even 10% sure." As if he thought of something, Wang BuShi looked at Yao BuShu and hurriedly added, "We agreed in advance, even if we can't save you, you You can’t let me be buried with you. I just found a business opportunity and I don’t want to travel through time again.”
Everyone still doesn’t understand time travel. It’s a new term, but everyone in Burial still understands it clearly.
"I'm just saying, you don't know anything and you still dare to treat people. It's all nonsense. If you can cure it, sows will go to heaven." Jinghao sneered, tapping the corner of her mouth.
Everyone is speechless about this kind of rebellious little girl in adolescence. After all, there is an age gap.
"Jing Hao, stop talking nonsense. If you dare to talk more, I will punish you by copying "Soup Song" ten times." Yao BuShu scolded him again, but it was obvious that Yao BuShu's scolding was not very effective. Yao BuSai had no children in his life, and he doted on his apprentice too much. Looking at Wang BuSai, Yao BuSai said apologetically, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not being disciplined and doting on this child too much."
Wang Bushit laughed and said, "It doesn't matter, girls who don't have all their hair are like this."
"You" Jinghao pointed at Wang Busheng, eyes wide with anger, but at the age of twelve or thirteen, looking angry would only look ridiculous.
".What's wrong with me? What if I cure the master"!
"Okay, if you are cured, I will be your maid for the rest of my life, serving you tea and water, washing your feet and making your bed." Jinghao put his hands on his hips and raised his small breasts. Of course, the little girl is not as developed as a little girl in the 21st century. It's fast, and there is no bulging.
"Okay, this is what you said, don't go back on it."
"Whatever I say will be spilled, and I will never regret it." She patted her chest and promised Jinghao solemnly. "What if there is no rescue?"
"If you can't save me, I will be your slave for the rest of my life. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to chase the dogs, I will never chase the chickens." Wang Busheng also vowed to tell his chips. If you don't lose, how can you, a man standing and peeing, lose to a girl in terms of momentum? Even if you know you will lose, you still have to fight hard. This is a matter of man's dignity. The worst is not to admit defeat. That’s it. What a big deal.
"A gentleman's word"
"It's hard to chase the horse"
Everyone present was covered in black hair, and the two women were the most embarrassed. Yao Busheng was ashamed of his apprentice's wayward and unreasonable behavior. He was considered a prominent and famous person in Songjiang Mansion, but he was only embarrassed about himself. There was a problem with the apprentice's education, and what happened that night, Yao BuShu also heard about it. He didn't care about Wang BuShu's bathing. What was his character? Is there something wrong with chasing the chicken away?
What Leng Bingbing was thinking about was how this seemed to be a private life-long rhythm. Did he need another little sister?
Everyone does not want to face death. It is better to die than to live a dead life, including the rich person who has lived for more than a hundred years. If possible, the rich person still hopes that he can live another hundred years and live after living a hundred years. It doesn't matter if it's a hundred times better than being scolded as an old man.
After hearing his daughter say that he was hopeless, Rich A was also disheartened. He didn't want to die yet, he hadn't lived enough, and he hadn't achieved brilliant achievements in his favorite career. He still hadn't wanted to die. I don’t want to die. If the old man could speak at this moment, he would definitely shout, “I want to live another five hundred years.”
Then Wang Bushit expressed his idea of giving it a try, and the wealthy party rekindled hope. Although his apprentice was useless and accomplished nothing except cooking, people who cook delicious food should be good at curing diseases and saving people. Moreover, Wang Busheng also said that he had the experience of treating his own pet dog to make money many times. Saving people and rescuing dogs are similar in many places.
It's good to be able to survive, but I seem to be very unpopular. There is always someone who wishes that I would die early and be reincarnated. Please calm down this girl. I just ate the food she cooked a few times. It's necessary to hold a grudge for so long. Well, it is true that women are stingy, and women who have not grown up are even more stingy.
Let's talk about myself as an apprentice. What time is this? It's a critical moment of life and death. Why do you want to anger a little brat? The prime minister's belly can support a boat. Could it be that you can't even fit a little girl in your belly? You usually eat With so much food, your belly should be quite big. At first glance, his apprentice looked immature, just like his old and immortal apprentice.
It was a matter of his own life and death. Fu Jia no longer remained reserved. He stretched out his hand with difficulty and held Wang Busheng. He made a sound of uh uh uh in his throat. It probably meant that you should hurry up and try. He is dead. I have no chance to try it.
Being pulled by Fu Jia's side, and the force was so strong, Wang Bu Shou said in surprise, "Master, are you okay?"
Then the person who answered Wang Budie was Fu Jia Yifang's eyes, and Fu Jia Yifang lay back on the ground again.
"Well, Master, it turns out this is a reflection of light." Wang Bushi muttered.
"Wang Bu die, if you have a way, try it quickly. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. It's not your fault that you can't save him," Yao Bu die said from the side.
"Oh, okay, I'll give it a try." Without worries, Wang Bu will no longer have any worries.
Saving people requires a sense of ritual, only in this way can one show one's level. So skinny and shameless, he begged a white coat and white gloves to put on himself.
Then he started to make preparations, "White cats and black dogs, you go prepare soapy water, the more the better."
Then came Liu Mei, "Liu Mei, go and prepare the milk and steamed buns. Remember to break the steamed buns into pieces and soak them in the milk."
"Soak the steamed buns in milk. Master, are you hungry?"
"Stop talking nonsense, just do whatever I ask you to do, or you will be buried with me."
Liu Mei shut up honestly.
The three of them followed the order and left. This was a matter of life and death, and the three of them did not dare to take it lightly. If one of the rich had any shortcomings, they would most likely be buried with them.
Soon the three of them prepared what Wang Busheng needed.
The first aid methods for poisoned people in later generations were nothing more than inducing vomiting, or taking other chemical drugs to react chemically with them, thus changing their chemical toxicity. It was obvious that a person who had never been to school knew nothing about the chemical composition of arsenic or what kind of medicine would react with it. Wang Bu was even more ignorant, so Wang Bu was forced to induce vomiting. .
Since it is inducing vomiting, naturally the more disgusting the better, such as swill, or human or animal excrement, the effect of fighting poison with poison is better. It is not that the king will cherish the beauty and cherish the jade, but the heartache is for the rich. The main reason is that I am afraid that nausea will affect my appetite in the next life. .
At such an old age, inducing vomiting is naturally very harmful to the body, especially to the stomach. Milk can protect the stomach very well, and steamed buns are adsorbent and can absorb toxic residues on the gastric mucosa.
Of course, this is all theoretical stuff. As for whether it is useful, it still requires practice.
"You guys hold Master down and don't let him move."
Everyone was obedient, and Fu Jia was pinned to the ground with a large font. This was the first time Fu Jia had experienced this gesture.
He found a funnel and inserted it into Fu Jiafang's mouth. Then pour ladlefuls of soapy water into Rich A's mouth.
In fact, the hospital's first aid for poisoned patients is to insert a catheter into the stomach and then pour soapy water into it. Although this is painful, it is more effective. It's just that Wang Budie will not be able to find a suitable catheter for a while, and Wang Budie won't know how to insert the catheter into the stomach. Not every time traveler is omnipotent and has the most powerful brain with golden fingers. Nothing will happen if nothing is done well.
In order to make the rich party drink as much soap water as possible, Wang Bushi had to pinch the nose of the rich party and let the snot flow to his hand.
The process of inducing vomiting is very laborious and is tantamount to torture.
Fu Jia's expression was in pain, and his limbs were twisting and turning. As a last resort, Leng Bingbing and Yaoshui stepped forward to help hold Fu Jia's body down.
Yao BuShu asked worriedly, "Wang BuShu, is this useful? Or just forget it." Looking at the painful expression on Fu Jia's side, he felt very distressed even though he was still alive. Although there were contradictions, blood was thicker than water.
"Don't worry, you can only become a master by enduring hardships. If you don't go through the purgatory mode, how can you increase the experience value and how can the master be reborn?" Wang Busheng's hands continued to move quickly, and he continued to go to the rich side one by one. Orally.
A few people don't understand the purgatory mode, but this kind of torture should be almost the same as the torture in hell.
As Rich A drank more and more soapy water, his belly no longer became enlarged, as if he was pregnant for ten months, but Rich A's discomfort increased a lot. Finally, Rich A couldn't bear it anymore. Vomiting continued in the mouth. There was undigested chicken, some vegetables, and obviously some fruit and vegetable snacks.
Wang Bu couldn't help but sigh, "Master, you are really good at eating."
