Zhong Qingye saw the sudden change in the old doctor's face and couldn't help but feel a little amused. This old doctor was really interesting. His face suddenly became so strange. If she didn't have Feng Jin and Feng Yun's daily diagnosis, she would be like this.
If your expression is not good, you will really wonder if there is something serious wrong with your body.【】
"Old doctor, how are you?" she asked with a smile, a hint of teasing in the corner of her mouth, and she began to think about what trick this doctor wanted to play.
The old doctor didn't answer, but threw himself forward, his eyes half-closed, his face full of concentration, as if all his energy was focused on judging her pulse.
Zhong Qingye only thought it was funny and didn't take it to heart. However, the waiter behind him looked nervous. He wanted to ask something but was afraid of disturbing the doctor's diagnosis.
For a long time, there was an oppressive silence in the room. For a long time, Doctor Li finally let go of her wrist. He didn't say anything, he just shook his head and sighed longly.
Zhong Qingye retracted his hand, rolled up his sleeves again, and put his hand on the stove to heat it. Before she could speak, the waiter next to her said impatiently: "Doctor Li, what's going on? You can tell me something.
Words."
Doctor Li shook his head and said nothing. He waited for a while and then said slowly: "Girl, I'm telling you to tell you the truth, I can cure your disease."
Zhong Qingye lazily turned over his two white jade-like hands, heated them over the hot charcoal fire, and asked casually: "Please just say it."
"Please don't blame me, girl, when did your cough start?" the old doctor asked cautiously.
When did it start? Zhong Qingye raised his head and thought about it carefully, then said: "If we really investigate, it should have started four years ago."
"Four years ago?" The waiter exclaimed in surprise, then murmured in a low voice: "But Xiangu, you were only seventeen or eighteen years old at most... Could it be that you have been there since you were thirteen or fourteen..."
Zhong Qingye couldn't help laughing anymore, turned around and said with bright eyes: "Young master, you are joking. I am already twenty-four years old this year, and I am no longer a little girl."
"Ah!" The waiter was startled, his mouth opened wide, and he was so unbelievable that he even stuttered when he spoke: "Two...twenty-four?! How is that possible?"
"How is it impossible?" Zhong Qingye asked with a smile: "My husband is almost thirty, so it's not surprising that I am twenty-four."
"Husband?!" The waiter was shocked again: "Xiangu, are you... married?"
"Well, we have been married for five years." Zhong Qingye smiled with a smile, his expression was extremely gentle.
The waiter's face darkened, and before he could answer, Doctor Li scolded him: "What's wrong with you, you little bastard? Why do you always ask guest officers some weird questions?!"
Zhong Qingye turned around and smiled, coughing lowly and waving his hands: "It's okay, it's not important."
Hearing her cough, the old doctor's face immediately dimmed. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Young lady shouldn't be from Ningcheng, right? Have you ever had a doctor before?"
"I have a special doctor to take care of my body." Zhong Qingye explained with a smile: "Don't be surprised, my doctor didn't say there was anything wrong with my body, so what you said..."
The old doctor waved his hand indifferently and asked with concern: "Girl, did your doctor tell you not to catch a cold, not to eat cold food, and to soak hot medicinal materials in hot water every day?
"
Zhong Qingye was startled and nodded.
The old doctor's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he shook his head: "No wonder it's like this..."
Zhong Qingye was puzzled and asked: "What do you mean by this?"
"Girl, I'll be honest with you. I'd venture to guess that your family doctor must also know your true situation, but I don't know why he didn't tell you. He was just trying to find a way for you. I took the liberty to ask.
In a word, girl... you may have had a miscarriage." Dr. Li asked hesitantly.
Zhong Qingye's eyes suddenly widened. Are you so smart? You can even tell if she has had a miscarriage by checking her pulse?
The old doctor has lived for half his life and has been in contact with human beings during his medical practice. As soon as she looked at her expression, he knew that he had guessed it right. He sighed and murmured.
"It is indeed like this... When I diagnosed you, I found that although your pulse was calm on the surface, under closer examination, it appeared to be extremely weak and misty, intermittent and showing a chill. This is a symptom of a large amount of cold energy hidden in the body.
A miscarriage is the most damaging thing to the body, and the girl's body is too weak to bear the cold. In addition, as you just said, you have been adding hot herbs to hot water to take baths, but the coldness in the body shows no sign of disappearing. I'm afraid...
"
At this point, if Zhong Qingye didn't understand, her brain would be in vain. She frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Doctor Li, please tell me truthfully, what is the condition of my body?"
…
After coming out of Renhe Hall, Zhong Qingye's steps were a little vague and his face was slightly pale. He was walking on the white snow like a ghost.
The old doctor's words were still echoing in his ears. The last sentence, "For specific circumstances, it would be better for you to ask your family doctor." It was obvious that the words were hidden and unfinished. Doctor Li did not even dare to accept the money.
She refused to give her any medicine, and as soon as she asked, he hurriedly sent her out of the pharmacy.
Such a nervous look didn't look fake at all. Zhong Qingye couldn't think of any reason for such an old man, whom she had never met, to lie to her since he neither asked for her money nor made any demands.
?
After much deliberation, there is only one explanation. If the doctor didn't deliberately make things serious to deceive her of her money, then what he said was all the truth.
Her body is indeed in ruins!
Could it be that Feng Jin has been lying to her for the past four years? He took her all the way from Northern Qi to the Southern Territory, and then from the Southern Territory to Dongshang. He kept saying that her health was fine. Is this all lying to her?
?
What's going on? Why does it all look like she was fine one second, but suddenly got terminally ill the next?
Zhong Qingye had a strong sense of unreality, and his steps quickly accelerated, walking in a hurry on the way back and forth.
She wanted to find Feng Jin immediately and ask what was going on!
Perhaps this thought was too strong, perhaps her mind was too unfocused, or perhaps the past few years had been too comfortable. Zhong Qingye did not notice that there was a carriage strolling behind her. The curtains of the carriage were hanging
She walked into a corner and stared at her back with a pair of hot eyes.