After pulling the treasures in the cabin to the deck and looking at the harvest in front of him, Qiu Han deeply realized his superficial understanding of the word "treasure".

Prying open a large wooden box with blue and white porcelain written on it, eight pieces of exquisite blue and white porcelain lay quietly in the one-meter-square wooden box. According to Qiu Han's estimate, the blue and white porcelain in front of him was worth a fortune, and there were seven more pieces in the same box.

pieces.

All thirty large boxes of treasures were pried open, and all the treasures exuded a charming brilliance under the sunlight.

"Are you sure you can take these things back?" Seeing the treasures on the ship, even a demon like Concubine Li's eyes were filled with little stars.

"Not sure, but you can give it a try. As he said that, Qiu Han took out the iron chains he collected from who knows where and connected all the boxes together. Then he did not forget to search the entire ship again and faced Concubine Li.

Said: "If you don't want to be left here, you'd better touch my body when I drop this body."

Realizing that she could return to reality, Concubine Li did not show a happy expression. On the contrary, she said sadly: "I don't know if I will still have this body after I go back!"

Glancing at Concubine Li who was bored and sad, Qiu Han silently stared at the warships still intertwined with war in the distance and said softly: "Thank you for this great era. If you abide by our agreement, there may be many opportunities for you to experience the meaning of life in the future.

Feeling." As he spoke, he pushed the body on the stern of the boat into the sea. With the waves aroused, the entire dream space fragmented.

Qiu Han returned to reality smoothly, but before Qiu Han could open his eyes and see clearly what was going on around him, he almost fainted from a severe headache, and the soreness in his body made him lose his sense of the body.

He stretched out his body and said to Bai Ying who was nestled in his arms: "Can you get up? I feel a little cold."

"Oh, it is indeed impossible to be resurrected, but fortunately you told me that there is still a chance to go back in the future, otherwise I must not believe in ghost oaths next time. This time I will abide by the agreement between us..." But not yet.

After Concubine Li finished speaking, Qiu Han fainted.

When Qiu Han woke up again, the sun was already shining high.

"Wake up, you are very weak now, especially your mental strength has been affected by unknown reasons, and your eyes are losing weight, but you are fine now. If you can move, I suggest you to deal with the wounds on your body immediately. There are also those boxes that I will take care of for you first.

Keep it for a while, our house needs renovation." After saying that, Concubine Li disappeared from Qiu Han's sight.

After sleeping, Qiu Han felt that his energy was much better, but there was still a burning pain in his back. It was an injury caused by a fire gun and needed immediate treatment. Before he could ask where the box had gone, Qiu Han rushed to the hospital.

"If you go to the hospital, you will need to explain, and there will be a lot of troublesome procedures, and you may even be sent to the police station." In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Qiu Han walked through countless small alleys and came to this store with LED light boxes.

The light box says "specialized in treating various difficult and complicated diseases" in front of the small facade.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Han opened the door and walked in.

I thought I would see an old man or an old lady, but there was only a young man in his mid-twenties sitting in the whole room. If Qiu Han had not left immediately after Guan Hu died, then he would have recognized the person in front of him.

The young man was the emergency doctor who pronounced Guan Hu dead.

"Is the doctor here? Can you treat burns and scalds here?" Qiu Han shouted.

"Is there something wrong with your eyes? Isn't the doctor here?" The young man raised his head and said.

Qiu Han hesitated slightly and said, "I have a large burn on my back that needs to be treated."

"Oh, where? Let me take a look."

Qiu Han took off his coat, and his entire back was covered in red, swollen, broken skin and bleeding, and there were even some areas that were prone to inflammation and suppuration.

Although his back was to the young man, Qiu Han quietly observed the young man in the mirror.

The moment the young man saw the injury on Qiu Han's back, he did not show a trace of fear but a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Although this subtle expression did not mean that the young man in front of him was an expert, it at least showed that he was not a coward.

"Follow me to the treatment room." The young man said after the examination. "It is initially judged that the degree of burn is a moderate grade II burn. The muscle tissue in the charred areas has become necrotic, and some areas have suppurated. If not treated in time, it may continue to worsen.

First, I will clean the wound surface for you, and then dig out the residue and necrotic skin. It may be a little painful, and the anesthetic happened to be used up today, so please bear with it for a while!"

"Yeah, sure." Qiu Han laughed at himself, as if he had met a very interesting doctor.

"How did you get injured?" the man asked while using tweezers to clean the wound with a cotton ball.

"The fireworks exploded before I had to dodge."

"How long have you been injured?"

"I don't know, I was in a coma for a while."

"Why don't you go to a regular hospital?"

"No money."

…

"Oh, does it hurt?"

"Well, it hurts a lot."

"Why do I feel that you don't seem to be in any particular pain?" As he spoke, he put a meat carving knife on something in his hand, and then fiercely cut off a piece of completely burnt meat.

Qiu Han took a deep breath and said, "I am more tolerant."

"Well, he is relatively tolerant. He is definitely one of the best among the people I have met."

The young doctor's words aroused Qiu Han's interest and asked: "Have you ever seen anyone who can endure it?"

"Of course, but that's all in the past tense, so don't mention it."

The whole process lasted for about half an hour. The young man's small movements did not escape Qiu Han's perception. He seemed to be deliberately testing the limit of his tolerance. However, it can be judged from this that the young man behind him is definitely a doctor with superb medical skills, and he is not only proficient in Western medicine.

He is also good at Western medicine massage, but what puzzles Qiu Han is that such a person actually opens a small store specializing in difficult and complicated diseases in such a remote alley.

"You are lucky. If you go to those quack doctors outside, not only will you leave ugly scars on your back, but the most important thing is that the recovery period will definitely be twice as long as our family's ancestral formula. From now on, you will come here to change the medicine every three days, and five times.

It will take about a day for the scar to heal, and it will heal within ten days."

The black ointment was smeared all over Qiu Han's back, and a cool feeling came, and the burning feeling subsided a bit.

"You stay here for fifteen minutes and I will bandage it for you after the ointment solidifies."

"Thank you, doctor." Qiu Han said sincerely.

"Doctor Hua, Doctor Hua, my son's arm has been dislocated, please help and take a look!" An anxious shout suddenly came from outside.

"Aunt Liu, don't be anxious. Bring Xiaochao in and sit down. I'll help him take a look right now."

The boy was only five or six years old, and his face was pale when he was brought in. Doctor Hua asked about what happened, and while Xiao Chao was distracted, he only heard a click, and the dislocated arm was reattached.

"Okay, it's okay. Be careful not to use excessive force recently."

"Thank you Dr. Hua, thank you Dr. Hua!"

In the following time, people with various serious and minor illnesses continued to come to Dr. Hua. For different illnesses, Dr. Hua was always able to adopt the most effective treatment methods in the shortest time. That calmness that only belongs to emergency doctors is not

Anyone can have it.

"How much, Dr. Hua?" Qiu Han asked after finishing bandaging, glancing at the magazine "Frontiers of Biotechnology" on Dr. Hua's desk.

"Well, I'll charge you two thousand for miscellaneous things." Dr. Hua said without raising his head.

"Two thousand?" Such a low price surprised Qiu Han.

"Well, two thousand."
Chapter completed!