As time passed, Qu Tutong's body seemed to be recovering well.
Li Yuanxing would ask the medical officer every day about Qu Tutong's recovery.
He is still not optimistic about saving his life. But the medical officer is confident that he will live for a few more months.
Li Yuanxing took photos of his daily medical records with his camera.
When he returned to modern times, Li Yuanxing brought Xuechang's prescription, medicinal powder, and photos of the medical records.
"You brought very few things when you came back this time!" Li Lanshan was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone. When she saw that Li Yuanxing only brought two boxes, she said casually.
"You greedy girl. Throw your phone away immediately and come over and help me." Li Yuanxing laughed and cursed.
"Here we come!" Li Lanshan pushed hard on her waist, jumped up from the sofa, pulled the trolley at her feet and came over.
After the two of them worked together to put the two boxes in the basement, Li Yuanxing immediately opened one of the boxes and hugged several wooden boxes: "Go to the study, there is work to do tonight."
Li Lanshan looked at Li Yuanxing in surprise. She had lived with Li Yuanxing for a long time. She had never seen Li Yuanxing deal with the things he brought back overnight. Could this real accident be a very magical treasure? Or another magical treasure.
National treasure?
There were more than a dozen pieces of paper, very ordinary thick straw paper, and what seemed to be the names of medicines were written on them.
"Plastic seal, be careful not to damage it!" When Li Yuanxing took out the paper, his movements were many times lighter than in the Tang Dynasty, and he held it out very carefully. It was as if he was holding a fragile little child.
life.
Seeing that Li Yuanxing attached so much importance, Li Lanshan said when Li Yuanxing took another piece of paper: "I'll do it. I have experience in this. Take a photo first. You can't use a photocopier. The light of the photocopier will damage this thing. I promise to make a copy for you.
, believe me, believe in professional skills!”
He is definitely not called a top student in the history department for nothing.
Li Lanshan's technique is professional, and Li Yuanxing is equipped with simple equipment.
Li Yuanxing sat aside and watched intently. About an hour later, Li Lanshan asked: "Are you sure you want to plastic seal it?"
"I promise, this thing will be returned to its owner. Of course, it must be sealed better."
Li Lanshan smiled: "Should I return this piece of paper, or these words on it!"
"I think words are more important, paper is just a carrier!" Li Yuanxing thought for a while and replied.
Li Lanshan patted Li Yuanxing on the shoulder: "Leave it to me, I promise to give you a surprise. Now, go to bed, you will only be a disservice here. Of course, my noble Prince Qin, you have nothing to do with this little girl.
The maid will warm your bed, but fortunately there is still heating!"
Li Yuanxing smiled helplessly.
"Why are you laughing?" Li Lanshan was riding on Li Yuanxing, holding Li Yuanxing's head in her hands, staring into Li Yuanxing's eyes.
Li Yuanxing took out an envelope from his arms: "You did something outrageous behind my back. I hope you won't torture me to death. You can even send high heels to the Tang Dynasty. You are really crazy."
"Their reply?" Li Lanshan, like a happy bird, grabbed the letter and kicked Li Yuanxing out of the study.
Li Yuanxing leaned against the study door and lit a cigarette. Just after taking a puff, he heard Li Lanshan curse: "Get away. Do you know that the smell of smoke will affect paper cultural relics?"
"I'm out!" Li Yuanxing knocked on the door a few times and went downstairs.
In the living room downstairs, the cabinet master was sitting on the sofa, puffing away at a nanmu pipe. When he saw Li Yuanxing coming down, he said slowly: "Your expression today means that there are many things in your life."
A miracle."
Li Yuanxing sat next to the cabinet master: "I won't play with antiques anymore, because those things will always be seen as troublesome."
"It is necessary not to stop playing, to reduce it, or to reduce it to very little. However, do you have other financial support? Unless..." The cabinet master smiled: "You have really encountered a miracle."
"Qu Tutong is expected to live for another two months, even if he is almost dead."
"Talk about it!" The cabinet man poured out the ash from the pipe and refilled the pipe with a very calm expression.
Li Yuanxing moved from the single sofa to the big sofa where the cabinet master was sitting. After approaching the cabinet master, he whispered: "I used the life-saving needle used in our hospital to save my life. Then I got a medicine unexpectedly.
The seed of the ancient prescription, the name of this medicine in Taoism is Jinghun."
"Continue!" The cabinet master's tone became much more serious.
"Of course what is clean is not the soul, but the impurities in the body. Grandpa, you know, Qu Tutong has diabetes, then kidney disease, and then, as we say, uremia. Finally, it is the failure of all the organs in the body, and he will die at any time.
It was not an accident, but he was saved, and he could be guaranteed to live for two months, or even three months, but definitely not more than four months. Six medical officers all gave a confirmation on this
The answers, one of them was the palace physician."
When Li Yuanxing said this, the cabinet master's breathing became much heavier.
"What do you want?"
"I don't know. I got the prescription back, but whether it can be put into modern trial production and how much it will cost, I have no idea. I just feel that this might be a good opportunity for me to replace reselling antiques!"
After hearing what Li Yuanxing said, the cabinet master nodded: "Very good, I want to be a good person. Then, grandpa will make the decision for you for once!"
"Grandpa, you can make the decision!"
The cabinet man put down his pipe, picked up the landline phone on the table, and then dug out his little old phone book.
"Old Zhao 2, tell me to answer the phone."
"Uncle Li, it's early in the morning... I'll take care of all the big and small things for you. By the way, I'm also a general. Can you not call me the second child? You can call me the second child instead of the second child." The phone is there.
Bian's voice sounded like he was fifty years old, but his tone sounded pitiful.
The cabinet master replied angrily: "Scream!"
On the other side of the phone, a middle-aged man in pajamas closed the phone and got up from the bed.
"Old Zhao, it's early in the morning... our dad's body is like this..." The middle-aged woman next to him wanted to persuade, but the middle-aged man named Zhao shook his head: "Uncle Li asked me to scream, so I must scream. Otherwise, we can't bear the risk.
Get up, get up and arrange for the night nurse to keep an eye on it. If there is any problem, call the doctor immediately, ask your son to get up, and ask the security guard to prepare the car."
In another room, a scrawny old man on the bed opened his eyes with difficulty: "Who?"
"Uncle Li!"
"Old Li..." The old man's eyes shone with light, no longer cloudy. He took the phone with a trembling hand: "Brother, I'm dying, I miss you!"
"Fart, I just went to see you fifteen days ago, what are you pretending to be?" the cabinet master yelled.
"Ha, ha ha!" The old man on the hospital bed smiled happily.
The cabinet master suddenly changed his tone: "Old Zhao, do we owe the old squad leader our life? I want your life today, will you give it to me?"
"Here!" The tone of the old man on the hospital bed also changed, and he forced himself to sit up: "You can take it anytime!"
Determined, without any hesitation.
The old man seemed to have returned to the age of burning passion.
"An ancient recipe, I believe I am Xingwazi, I will wait for you in the ancient city." After finishing speaking, the cabinet master hung up the phone.
The old man tore off all the wires and medicine tubes on his body. His iron-blooded pride reappeared, and unknown strength surged out from deep within his body. He pushed away his son's hand that was coming to help him and stood under the bed: "
I command!"
Bang! The guard standing aside stood at attention, and even his son stood up straight involuntarily.
"Go to the ancient city, now!"
"dad!"
"No nonsense, this is an order. You and I are not dead yet. I have two more flowers on my shoulders than you. Execute the order immediately!" The old man's tone was firm and resolute. There was no tremor in his voice, no
The slightest hesitation.
After so many years of life and death friendship, he believed what the cabinet master said.
The cabinet master made another call, but the person on the other end of the phone answered the phone. The cabinet master never turned around when he spoke: "Old Mo, I asked Lao Zhao to come to the ancient city and lend you your daughter-in-law for three months. Xingwa has a
Ancient prescription, I believe in it.”
"I asked her to leave immediately. What else does she need? Research laboratory and other professionals."
"You come too, let your son take care of the preparation of raw materials and do it himself." After the cabinet master finished speaking, he hung up the phone again.
On the third call, the storekeeper said even less.
"Dajun, come to see the door for grandpa!" After saying that, the cabinet master hung up the phone, leaving Dajun on the other end of the phone confused.
Five families, five old brothers who had lived and died together on the battlefield, gathered in Li Yuanxing's small villa at dawn. Li, Wang, Mo, Hu, Zhao. Five old people, five powerful people
The old man, in addition to the cabinet master, the number of the other four security personnel caused a small news shock.
There is no way that reporters can get close.
The people Wang Dajun brought were special forces, real elites on the battlefield. His superior officer signed the order without even asking why.
"This is the medical record of Duke Jiang Guogong of the Tang Dynasty and Qu Tutong. Although it is a little incomplete, the key parts are all there." Li Lanshan took out a thick book of photos and tore up the section about King Qin's magic medicine.
Naturally, these things cannot be seen by others. Li Yuanxing went to chat with a few old people, all of whom were his grandfather's former comrades-in-arms.
The daughter-in-law of the Mo family is fifty-three years old and an authoritative expert in traditional Chinese medicine internal medicine.
She didn't complain when she came. She left her research and rushed over because it was the first time her father-in-law spoke, and she had no reason to refuse.
After reading the medical records, the authoritative Chinese medicine practitioner was shocked and his hands were trembling.
"The prescription, where's the prescription!" A steady woman, a steady middle-aged woman, suddenly raised her voice a lot, which was really shocking.
At this time, she suddenly saw Li Yuanxing taking out a packet of medicinal powder and preparing to give it to Mr. Zhao. She immediately shouted: "Hand over the medicine!" Li Yuanxing was shocked by this sudden change and his hands shook and he almost lost his life.
The medicinal powder fell to the ground. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)