Abalone wing belly?

Little Bailu hasn't eaten these things for a long time. It seems that the people in the high area are really rich and use such good things to entertain guests.

Duanmuya's face looked as usual, the shopkeeper was a little nervous, and her hands were restlessly placed on her thighs, "Miss Duanmu, you, can I watch by the side while you are being treated?"

"Can."

When Duanmu Yawang said, he began to take out the silver needle, and asked as he sorted it out: "The shopkeeper, is there a shower room nearby?"

"Yes." Hearing her mentioning this, the shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He pointed in one direction and said: "There is a compartment next to it, just behind the screen, and there is a shower room with a bath barrel in it."

Duanmu Yawang nodded and said, "Go and boil some boiling water and hot water."

"There is boiling water in the kitchen at night." The shopkeeper immediately stood up and asked carefully: "How much boiling water and hot water does Miss Duanmu want?"

Duan Muya looked at him: "The boiling water is enough for the child to take medicine. If you don't need tea, you need to boil the water. It's best to bring two or three buckets of hot water to clean the child carefully."

The shopkeeper thought it was Duanmu Yawang who wanted to bathe, but she didn't expect her to bathe her child.

The shopkeeper suddenly hesitated, "Ms. Duanmu, every time the child wipes his body with water, it will be very itchy and peeling. Liang'er has been itching and crying..."

"After taking the medicine, it won't work." Duanmu Yawang said formally: "The yellow on the child's body can still be washed away a little bit, right?"

"Right, right, right." The shopkeeper nodded repeatedly. Every time the child took a bath, his body was indeed not so yellow, but the uncomfortable feeling after the bath made them basically afraid to bathe the child.

No one sees children suffering from afar, children can suffer less, and their parents can be happy.

Therefore, if the child does not want to take a bath, they will leave him alone.

"Go, it's better to bring hot water quickly."

"good."

The shopkeeper hurried away.

Duanmu Yawang took out the medicine and began to make the medicine as before.

Little Bailu was bored in every way, and dangled his calf and said, "Sister, why isn't Mr. Xiao coming back? Didn't he say that he will be back today? It's dark now."

"Perhaps something has been delayed." Duanmu Yawang didn't care much about Xiao Wuzheng's not coming back today.

After all, Xiao Wuzheng was such a big man, and with such strength, nothing would happen to him.

Little Bailu pouted, "Sister, I'm bored."

"If you're bored, go and practice." Duanmu Yawang lowered her head to deal with her own affairs, frowning and said with no anger: "Tell me about you, how long have you been cultivating?"

The little white deer choked.

Suddenly wanted to slap himself in the mouth, so good, what did he mention about this?

Duanmu Yawang felt that she was too indulging in Little Bailu, her hands kept moving, her eyes squinted at him: "It's been several months, you haven't entered dormancy, which means you haven't grown a little bit for months. Now, you’ve always been a kid, so embarrassed you?"

"Ahhhhhhh, it's all right, I'm cultivating, I'll do it now!"

To talk about Xiao Bailu, in fact, there is no trouble at all. To talk about something that makes him anxious, it is the matter of growing up and taller.

He lived in the source of Linghu for thousands of years before transforming, and then he came out here for so long before dormant once. Fortunately, the immortals were disillusioned. Otherwise, if he was still at the source of Linghu, he would definitely be laughed at by everyone!

"If you want to practice, you can quickly enter concentration." Duanmu Yawang said with no good air: "A real cultivator, but you have to race against time, what do you look like?"

"Good, good."

Little Bailu didn't dare to say anything. He found a corner and started to practice concentration without being influenced by others and at the same time.

The shopkeeper came back quickly. There were not many people in his house, so he looked like two or three. He and two small servants each brought a large bucket of water in, while the shopkeeper's wife came with a pot of boiling water.

The shopkeeper asked: "Miss Duanmu, what should I do next?"

Duan Muya said: "Pour a cup of boiling water to let cool, and I'm still in the shower right now, and I just take medicine after the shower."

"good."

The shopkeeper hurriedly followed suit, and hurriedly took a bath for the child.

The shopkeeper's wife was worried, and said: "You are a big boss, what should you do if you accidentally hurt Liang'er? Or let me come, you go back to the inn to see if there is anything else you need to do."

"Liang'er is all like this, so I don't even have the mind to go to the inn." The shopkeeper said in a huff: "There are a few people in the inn who look fine."

When the shopkeeper's wife heard this, she didn't say anything, and Duan Muya said: "I don't want to dress the child after bathing."

"good."

The two couples didn't know what Duanmu Yawang was going to do, nodded and hugged the child together to bathe the child.

Duanmu Yawang didn't look at it either. She soaked the silver needle in the liquid medicine, and then began to take out other medicines. After the same preparations were made, they began to grind them into powder.

When she was doing these things, she heard the hoarse cry of the child from a compartment not far away, "It hurts, mother, it hurts, don't bathe, don't bathe..."

The wife of the shopkeeper estimated that she felt distressed for her son, and her voice was choked with sobs: "It will be well soon, Liang'er will bear it, and it will not smell if it is cleaned..."

Duanmu Yawang sighed when she heard it, and looked at Xiao Bailu, and saw that he was still in the corner seriously practicing meditation, but he was not affected at all.

The shopkeeper and the shopkeeper's wife were not willing to make their children suffer. After bathing the children two or more times, they wiped the children clean and carried them back to the bed.

The child who had fallen asleep was awakened. At this moment, after the bath, his tender face was still wrinkled, and the yellow on his body faded a little, but his whole body was itchy and painful, and he kept rolling on the bed.

Zhang Gu and his wife looked bewildered by the bed, and looked at Duanmu Yawang for help.

Duanmuya looked at him and said: "Come with the water."

"Eh!"

The shopkeeper responded and hurried to bring some cold water over, Duanmu Yawang took it, and said: "Hold the child's hand, I will feed him medicine."

The two couples did so.

Duanmu Yawang gave a few pills to the children.

After eating, the child kept crying and crying hoarsely after a while.

Terrible.

Others couldn't bear it.

The wife of the shopkeeper looked at her with red eyes, the shopkeeper put her arms around her, and the couple leaned on each other.

Duanmu Ya took a look, then retracted her gaze, took out a bottle of potion, made the prepared powder into powder water, and handed it to the shopkeeper's wife: "Apply to the child's skin."

"Yes."

The wife of the shopkeeper wiped a tear, and quickly took the medicine vessel in Duanmu Yawang's hand and sat down by the bed.

At this time, she found that the child gradually calmed down, breathing shallowly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

The shopkeeper's wife was shocked, "Miss Duanmu, my son's skin hurts unbearably after bathing, and I usually cry for several hours. What is it now..."

Duan Muya looked at him and said: "The medicine you take can relieve pain and itching, as well as soothe the nerves. He just slept over, and there is nothing serious. Madam, don't worry."

"good."

The wife of the shopkeeper relieved her heart and began to apply medicinal powder to her child.

When she was painting, Duanmu Yawang flattened the child's body, holding the soaked silver needles, and inserted them into the child's abdomen one by one.

As soon as the silver needle was wiped off, it quickly turned yellow at the speed that human eyes could see.

The wife of the shopkeeper originally gave the child powder water, but she was shocked when she saw this.

The shopkeeper rubbed his palms nervously and couldn't help but ask Duanmu Yawang: "Miss Duanmu, do you know the cause of my child's illness?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang responded and put the needle while pulling out the dirty silver needle. While focusing on the things on his hand, he replied: "Your son has a few thousand-footed centipedes alive in his stomach."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, "How is this possible? What is that? On our street, there has never been a millipede!"

Although he didn't know what millipede centipede was, centipede was something that made people fearful.

"In fact, it is true." Duanmu Yawang said indifferently: "This kind of millipede centipede is yellow in its entire body and feeds on human gastric juice. However, their appetite is very small, and under normal circumstances it will not be detected. After a long time, various symptoms will disappear. Out."

The shopkeeper was perplexed, "Various symptoms?"