Chapter 873 Painful and Smelly
"My feet! They hurt! It hurts so much that it's killing me!"
Old Man Gong sat on the ground and grabbed the ankle and pulled him over.
Luo Yingchuan closed the door, squatted beside him, and watched him unwrap the bandaged medicine bag.
"That's impossible. You said yourself that you broke this toe before and a joint grew out. You can hardly feel it normally. It's like it's useless."
"You could endure the pain when I took out this bone for you, but now it's been several days and you're in excruciating pain?"
"You can use silver needles to relieve pain yourself. Not only have you been wrapped with painkillers these past few days, you've also been pierced with painkilling needles and used talismans. How can it hurt?"
Mr. Gong's hands were shaking in pain.
After hearing Luo Yingchuan's words, I felt even more agitated.
"I lied to you in the middle of the night for fun?!"
Listen to what he said!
If it didn't hurt, why was he howling so loudly?
Are they going to lure the people in the inn over to watch the fun?
“Is it rotten?”
Luo Yingchuan asked this question, but he didn't believe it.
The knife he used was not only wiped with the strongest liquor, but also burned with fire. Moreover, he was extremely fast and the bone was removed in almost the blink of an eye. The follow-up procedures were also handled properly. The bleeding stopped at that time, so how could it have rotted?
Just as he asked this question, Old Man Gong had just untied the bandages.
"vomit!!!"
Luo Yingchuan originally wanted to get closer to see clearly whether it was really rotten, but as a result, a foul smell that went straight to the top of his head instantly rushed into his nose, making his face change drastically and he retched violently.
He stepped back hastily in an instant, and so quickly that his back hit the door hard.
Outside, the waiter who came up to deliver midnight snacks to other customers happened to pass by. He was startled by the noise, walked over hesitantly and knocked on the door.
"Sir, are you okay?"
That bang just now was too loud.
Luo Yingchuan immediately responded loudly, "It's okay! Get out!"
The waiter's face changed slightly when he was scolded by him. Why was he so irritable in the middle of the night?
He was about to speak when he suddenly smelled a foul odor. It was a little lighter through the door, but still very obvious.
The waiter even smelled it right away. It was the stench of horse manure?
But ordinary horse manure doesn’t stink this bad.
No, why does their inn room smell like horse manure?
Could it be the guest inside...
The waiter couldn't help but say, "Sir, if it gets dirty inside and it takes a lot of effort to clean it up, you'll have to pay more."
"roll!"
This time it was Old Man Gong who yelled in frustration.
Waiter: Huh?
Two voices? What are they doing?
He was damned curious, but it stinked too much to get close to the door and listen.
The waiter couldn't hold it in any longer.
He quickly stepped away, turned around and ran away.
Anyway, he must remember to come up and check tomorrow.
If they make the house dirty, they will have to pay extra!
After going down, the shopkeeper, cook, and accountant looked up and asked sleepily, "What are you doing upstairs? It's already so late, and why is there so much noise?"
If there weren't many people staying in the inn, I would have probably been scolded.
"Those two old men are in the same room. I don't know what they are doing. It stinks in there, like horse manure!" The waiter lowered his voice and said to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper frowned and had the same idea.
"Then go check it out tomorrow morning. If it's dirty, charge them more money."
"Yes."
Upstairs, Old Man Gong was looking at his toes. He had torn two small pieces of cloth and stuffed his nostrils with them.
It stinks so much, why does it stink so much?
He couldn't stand it unless his nostrils were blocked.
The toe is now red and swollen, and the wound is a little black.
The swelling spread to the sole and instep of his foot, and it hurt so much that he almost wanted to die when he just touched it with his fingers.
You can't even stand like this, let alone walk.
Luo Yingchuan also covered his nose with his sleeve and looked at his feet. "How could this happen? Isn't your medicine quite effective? It's like you've applied poison!"
Before, Mr. Gong was considered a half-doctor and he often dug herbs in the mountains.
It turned out that Jiang Ren was indeed injured and had a headache. At least he really cured Jiang Ren's headache.
Although the purpose is to make better use of him, Old Man Gong's medical skills are indeed quite good.
He could even cure Jiang Ren’s illness, so how could he treat such a minor injury like this?
Old man Gong himself doesn’t believe it!
"What's going on? My medicine is obviously fine!"
He stared at Luo Yingchuan with suspicion in his eyes.
"Are you sure you didn't touch my medicine?"
Luo Yingchuan's face darkened. "What do you mean? Are you doubting me now?"
"Although the medicine I applied can't heal the broken bones, it will heal the wound on the little toe. If there is no feeling in the future, there should be no problem!"
It was Luo Yingchuan who prepared the medicine for him, so who else should he suspect if not him?
"It's impossible for it to get this bad!"
"Also, what did you add to this medicine?"
Why does it stink so much!
Did he accidentally add horse manure when he was pounding the medicine into paste? !
Even if you added some horse manure, it couldn't possibly stink this badly!
The more he thought about it, the more Old Man Gong felt that even if he blocked his nose, there was no way out; he could still faintly smell a foul odor.
"It's the medicine you gave me. I just pounded it into a paste for you and then gave it to you. What else did I add to it?"
Luo Yingchuan was angry.
"Besides, what good would it do me?"
He doesn't even need to use his old brain to think about it!
Really, what was his purpose in doing this? They still had to travel together for a while, and was he making Old Man Gong smell so bad to disgust him?
Old Man Gong calmed down a little, and he really couldn't figure out what Luo Yingchuan's purpose was in doing this.
"I also know a lot about what happened in the Nan Shao Palace back then. Anyway, you've figured it out. We're in the same boat."
"Stop the fucking bullshit."
Luo Yingchuan's face darkened.
Now that I mention this, you still don't believe him? Threaten him with what happened in the past.
"Write me another prescription. I'll go get you the medicine now. When you come back, check yourself and then bandage it! So you don't doubt me again."
Old Man Gong wrote down some medicinal herbs, some of which he already had but did not tell Luo Yingchuan.
The pharmacy here was closed so late at night. Luo Yingchuan kicked the door to wake people up and bought medicine in a domineering manner.
When I got back, I saw that Old Man Gong had fainted from the pain.
He pushed the man awake.
"I've bought the medicine."
Old man Gong was in so much pain that he finally managed to get the medicine ready and bandage the wound.
He thought he would feel better tomorrow, but when he woke up the next day and lifted the quilt, it brushed against his feet and he screamed in pain again.
How can we leave here?
"I'll carry you to the carriage!"
Luo Yingchuan had a gloomy face and felt extremely unlucky.
They still have important things to do, what should they do now that he is in this state?