Chapter 152: Halfway

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Boats and rivers are swaying, and ancient times are far from being hard to imagine.
Yan Yan did not often take a boat before. After a few days, she was used to the feeling of drifting on the boat. Occasionally, she could go to the deck to see the beautiful scenery on both sides. The situation of 冉美玉 is not so optimistic. She grew up at the water's edge since childhood. It is not a problem to take a boat. It is just beginning to be alive and kicking. I will find the 茬 茬 做 as a post-dinner entertainment, but after ten days, I am simply dying.
Yan Yan also had a quiet time, sitting on the deck to see the scenery.
From Suzhou to Chang'an, it is only a month to go to the lesser, and the toss is only halfway through. It is that even the people who are so able to withstand the temperament are about to collapse, and feel that the remaining ten days are so long and endless.
Yan Yan squinted and looked at the river, could not help but sigh.
"A Yan can't stand it?" Although Yun Yunsheng often goes south to the north, after more than ten days of torture, there are some embarrassing colors, but it is actually adding a bit of beauty to his handsome face.
"It's just a little boring." At least you can plant some herbs in Zhuang, study the dispensing, and the medicines available on the boat are limited. You can use them on Changan. You can use them. Some unused herbs are used. Such as hook kiss, aconite, fairy...
"Did you not be interested in dispensing medicine in the past few days?" Yun Yunsheng sat down beside her. "What kind of medicine is Ayan?"
Yan Yan paused and pulled out a small bottle from the sleeve. "This colorless, tasteless, soluble in water. The most important thing is that even after taking it, it is not easy to find abnormalities even if the body is dissected."
Many chemical drugs are colorless and odorless, and they are extremely toxic. The poison made of medicinal materials, the so-called "colorless and tasteless" is only a reduction in the process of "color" and "taste". Each drug has its specific odor because they contain the substances, if the odor is removed. It is very likely that their role will also be destroyed.
"Ayan..." Yan Yunsheng stared at Yan Yan for a while and concluded: "You are afraid that it is really stuffy."
Yan Yan licked the porcelain bottle in his hand: "Yes, otherwise I will study this boring thing."
To kill, in the Tang dynasty this kind of autopsy, she has at least several ways to make people die, and where is the need for colorless and odorless poison? There is no technical content.
"If you are idle and have nothing to do, it is better to practice. If you are working hard, you should be very good even if you can't compare it with Xiao Shilang after one month." Yun Yunsheng bitterly advised Yan Yan to do something her mother should do.
Yan Yan leaned on the back of the round waist bed and held his head with his hand. He slowly said: "The ten brothers can also see me, one month... I can't reach a good level even for one year."

How can Ayan be so arrogant?
Yun Yunsheng still remembers that Yan Yan used to have Guqin and Zheng, and it is easy to get up and understand.
Yan Yan said helplessly: "It's not arrogant, it's a matter of seeking truth from facts. Let's say that the popular point is that the Wufu pinch embroidery needle with a big knife can embroider something, but the posture is always different."
The late green screamed out and said: "Mother is better than saying this, but it is not the case."
"You blow it over and listen." Yun Yunsheng did not believe that this effect would occur.
Yan Yan did not say much, took out the long squat from the sleeve, squatted up, put on a posture, and was interrupted by 冉云生 before he started blowing. "It’s not wrong to straighten, but your arm doesn't need to be so stiff, naturally it's good. ""
This is the most natural state of Yan Yan. Between the six years of continuous dissection, in addition to sleeping, eating, going to the toilet, is holding a scalpel, or writing a post-mortem report, anyone will be like this.
"I still don't blow it." Yan Yan put away her long hair and asked, "How long will it take to go to Chang'an?"
When Yun Yunsheng saw that she really didn't want to continue, she didn't force her to follow her. "There is still five or six days of effort to get to Luoyang. Then we will turn to land. If it is fast, it will reach Xinfeng." It’s not far from Chang’an to Xinfeng.

The Tao said that it was not very tortuous, but Yan Yan did not dare to be blindly optimistic.
Luoyang is called Yuzhou in ancient times. It is located in the heart of the Central Plains. It is surrounded by mountains and waters and has convenient traffic. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.
Since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, Luoyang has been tempered by the rain, merchants and scholars gathered, and its prosperity is no longer Changan, but it is also a big state in Datang.
However, with the merchant ship, the docks in Luoyang City were inconvenient to unload, and they stopped at the dock of a small town ten miles away from Luoyang.
I got used to it on the boat. As soon as I stood on the solid land, I was a little bit floating.
Because the merchant ship had to unload the goods, Yun Yunsheng let Yan Pingyu lead Yan Yan and Yan Meiyu to the restaurant to rest for a while, and they handled the unloading of the unloading with a shopkeeper on the dock.
Yan Pingyu said that he would stay here for one night. If he is not tired, he can take a carriage to Luoyang City to have a look, but Yan Meiyu is already soft like noodles. He immediately said: "I don't go, if it is prosperous, Luoyang I can compare Changan, what is good."
Yan Yan is naturally interested in such ancient names as Luoyang, but she thought that there would be more than a dozen days of jolting immediately, and the idea was dispelled.
Anyway, Luoyang is here. If you have the opportunity, you can come back and see if you can't go with yourself.
After the decision was made, several people used the meal to find the biggest inn in the town to sleep.
Yan Yanyi dipped the pillow and quickly fell asleep. In the past week, he rushed to seven or eight places to go to the autopsy and was not so tired now.
When I fell asleep in a stunned time, Yan Yan had not yet collapsed, and the evening green was called in her ear. "Niang, mother?"

Well?
Yan Yan slightly frowned, ambiguously asked:
What?

"Dr. Liu came to see you." Late green light.
Yan Yan opened her eyes and was seated. After a while, she asked: "Dr. Liu? Which doctor Liu?"
After seeing the green, I was awakened, and I was no longer restrained. I smiled and said: "Mother is sleepy, can I have Dr. Liu? Naturally, Xiao Jia, Liu Qingsong Liu."
"Liu Qingsong? Didn't he rush to Chang'an with Xiao Yu?" Yan Yan got up from the couch and took a wash in the tub.
The evening green quickly wiped her off, and the blue-handed hand helped her to put on her clothes and combed a simple bun.
Late Greenway: "It is said that Xiao Langjun remembers that the injury on your arm is not good, but also fainted the boat, guessing that we will turn in Luoyang, then Dr. Liu is waiting for you here."
Although Xiao Yu was a bit sour about Liu Qingsong and Yan Yan who knew the poem "Guan Shanyue", he still trusted Liu Qingsong, so he did not evade Liu Qingsong to take care of Yan Yan's injury.
After simply finishing it, I will go to Liu Qingsong when I am late.
Song Blue put down the curtains inside the house, and Yan Yan sat down on the mat outside the curtain.
However, for a moment, Liu Qingsong came in with a big box of tremors, still the same figure as the bamboo pole, but the face looks more fleshy, it seems that from Xiao Yu, he is very moist.
"How is the mother's arm?" Liu Qingsong put down the box, pulled out a cushion from the inside, padded it on the lid, and sat up.
"It's still good." Yan Yan caressed the tightly wrapped arm: "It will take off in more than ten days."
"That seems to heal very well." Liu Qingsong felt that Xiao Yu sent him to do more, but since he came, he couldn't do anything. "Jiu Lang is eager to return to Beijing to report, otherwise you will see the affirmation today. It is him."
Yan Yanmu nodded with a smile.
Liu Qingsong's support, if both men and women, Yan Yan's ability is undoubtedly admirable, but in terms of men and women's feelings, he would not understand, how can Xiao Yu see this kind of unspoken, unpretentious woman? Liu Qingsong likes all the beautiful women, but as for Yan Yan, he seems to think that he only grows well.
The two things of the Xiao Yu faction were finished. Liu Qingsong went together and started his most passionate gossip career. "You are familiar with the Soviet pharmacist?"
Yan Yan’s heart paused and cast a doubtful look. She felt that Xiao Yu would not be the kind of person who didn’t hide his mouth, but why did Liu Qingsong know?
Liu Qingsong saw her doubts and couldn't help but say: "The common chewing tongue is called eight. Only the thinking of using high IQ is called gossip. I play with Jiu Lang wearing open pants. What is his nature? I naturally guessed it. It’s not a secret thing to appear in the movie, and Kuro can suppress this thing. It shows that he really puts you in his heart...but..."
Liu Qingsong went forward together and asked for a low voice. "In fact, what is your favorite pharmacist?"
As soon as this was said, Yan Yan and the late green song blue people frowned. Liu Qingsong coughed a few times: "Don't just say it."
Yan Yan has always had less words. Liu Qingsong, who even saw two ants crawling out of the nest, could think of the gossip. She couldn’t find any interesting things in her body. After asking for a long while, she gradually felt that she was not interested. The big medicine box, a tremor in a step.
His forefoot just came out soon, and the evening green said: "Mother, this doctor Liu is stunned and speaks unruly."
"It's also a poor person." Yan Yan's quiet and quiet voice came out of the house, Liu Qingsong heard this sentence, involuntarily stuck in his footsteps.
Just listen to her and say: "I don't want to face reality, so I imagine those stories in the daytime. I feel that I am just playing a story. When I finish the show, or wake up, I can return to the reality he wants to return...

In fact, Yan Yan did not think so.
The evening green and the song blue heard a fog, and the two lines of Liu Qingsong on the outside of the house shed tears.
A word of awakening dreamers, for more than a decade, Liu Qingsong has never been awake from the beginning of the freshness, to the subsequent self-deception, for a loved one, and a warm family Liu Qingsong, came to Datang It is unacceptable to him.
This kind of loneliness, being in a different world, is not something that everyone can afford. In recent years, he has always been like the feeling of being immersed in the story. As Yan Yan said, he is eager to open his eyes one day and find himself lying on his bed of Simmons.
Liu Qingsong’s compartment was chilling, and a loud bang in the front hall of the inn stunned him.
In the house, Yan Yan and others were also shocked. The green road said: "The slaves went to see."
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