The title of Doctor Caotou is quite lethal. When the sloppy old man who was freeloading saw Meng Xinghe's almost roaring roar, he shrank into a ball in fear and timidly said: "This young man is so angry that he must have been contaminated by something dirty just now."
Things!"
With just a casual sentence, he strangled Meng Xinghe's neck. Just like a drowning man grabbing the life-saving straw, Meng Xinghe almost begged: "Old sir, can you cure smallpox? If you can, come with me immediately.
I went to a place where I have a friend who is in urgent need of treatment. If it’s too late, something big will happen.”
Meng Xinghe said anxiously, and his heart was pounding. Not many doctors have excellent medical skills, and there are many cases of deception and abduction. Infection with smallpox is not a minor illness, and if you don't get it, you will risk your life.
. He asked helplessly. He could not find any solution now. He could only rely on Xue Shiyu's own luck.
"Smallpox?" The old man's expression suddenly became solemn: "I have never treated a smallpox patient. Maybe... maybe, no." It seems to be a difficult problem, and the old man is not very sure.
No? I don’t dare to come to Laozi Chunxiang House to eat for free. I’m just looking for death. Meng Xinghe suddenly became fierce. “Little Fifth Son, ask a few people to drag him out and beat him up, and then bring him to justice.” If you don’t kill him, you will be freeloaders in the future.
There will be more. Since Xue Shiyu's disease cannot be cured, Meng Xinghe will not be soft-hearted.
When the old man heard that he was going to be beaten violently, he immediately said seriously: "I know how to do it. I know how to do it now. Smallpox is just a difficult disease. As long as you have confidence, the old man can do his best to administer the medicine."
He was already in his old age, but he could hold up the young man's fist. He immediately picked up the cloth banner on the table and said with great piety: "Young Master, please lead the way. I will let you go."
That's pretty much it. Freeloaders have to exchange, otherwise they will be punched. Without any time to relax, Meng Xinghe immediately asked Xiao Wuzi to prepare the sedan chair, while he personally helped the old man walk out of Cuiwei Residence and went straight to Chunxiang Tower.
Rushing to Chunxiang Tower without stopping, Meng Xinghe pulled the old man out of the sedan and dragged him up to Xue Shiyu's boudoir.
Unexpectedly, this old man was still a gentleman. When he saw Meng Xinghe taking him into the woman's boudoir, the old man immediately shouted loudly: "Young master, no, people of my Tao cannot easily enter a woman's room. This will damage your own practice."
I don't care about you so much. Meng Xinghe pushed the old man into Xue Shiyu's room with one palm: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It's time now, sir, don't pay attention to vulgar etiquette, and your ancestor will forgive you."
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If you eat my free food, it's fine if I don't hit you until you spit it out. If you are still picky, I would have kicked you if I had known.
Huan'er saw that the person who broke in was Meng Xinghe, and beside him was an old man with gray hair who looked malnourished. He had a rag flag in his hand and a linen bag hanging on his back. Could it be that he was Meng Xinghe?
The doctor invited by the young master? He looks too unprofessional. Calling him a beggar walking the streets is just as good.
"Mr. Meng, who is he?" Huan'er asked curiously. However, he still did not lose his basic etiquette and offered the old man a cup of hot tea.
"The little girl has a pretty face and a kind heart. I'm afraid she will marry a good man in the future, but it's a pity...ah!" The old man sighed, took out a yellow and white talisman paper from his bag, and said with a smile.
: "If the girl meets a wishful man in the future, please give this talisman to him, and he will be reunited after all the troubles."
Not knowing whether what he said was true or false, Huan'er blushed and took the yellow talisman. "Thank you, sir."
Is he a fortune teller? Or is he a doctor who treats patients and saves people? Could I have grabbed a magic stick, a dancing master, and burned a few yellow talismans to treat Xue Shiyu's illness? Didn't wait for the old man to put it in his hands
After drinking the tea, Meng Xinghe grabbed him and walked to Xue Shiyu's bed like he was escorting a prisoner. He said seriously: "Sir, the patient is on the bed. Take a look."
After fetching a stool for the old man, Meng Xinghe roughly pushed him to sit on the stool. However, he came to Xue Shiyu, took out her wrist, and motioned to the old man to take her pulse first to determine the condition of her condition.
Meng Xinghe is not a medical student, but he still knows the diagnostic method of taking pulse. Seeing his anxious look, the old man smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, I just ate a free meal from you, but you have damaged me for twenty years."
Yang Shou, I have ruined thirty years of Taoism. After all, this meal is the most expensive meal in my life."
Who knows whether what he said is true or false, Meng Xinghe simply ignored it. The old man saw that he looked talented, but his personality was difficult to figure out. He smiled and said: "Sir, I wonder if you believe it or not?"
"Sir, please see a doctor! I generally don't believe in superstitious things." Just kidding, I was born in New China, not the Tang Dynasty, so superstition doesn't work for me.
"Haha~~ The extraordinary things lurking in the pool can transform into dragons when encountering the storm. If you remember it carefully, you will know the meaning of these words in the future." After saying two inexplicable words, the old man did not even cut Xue Shiyu's pulse.
, already taking out a small package from the linen pocket on his body.
When he opened it and took a look, Meng Xinghe was shocked. What a good guy, he actually hid a golden needle. It seemed that he had used it a lot in the past. Regardless of his silly expression, the old man skillfully picked up three golden needles and ordered: "Young Master, please return."
If you retreat for a moment, the Dharma in the Tao cannot be viewed by outsiders."
"I want to watch?" What a joke, if you tell me to leave, will I leave? Is it true that staring at you here can cure your disease? Otherwise, I would have eaten my meal in vain.
"Haha, I think the young master is very talented. Why don't you become a disciple of the old Taoist? You can naturally watch this magic." The old man smiled. Meng Xinghe's face became serious. You want to recruit me as a disciple, but I still refuse.
Woolen cloth?
"Excuse me, old sir. I'm waiting outside the door. If anything happens, I'll be there immediately." After saying this casually, Meng Xinghe and Huan'er had already left the door.
After the two of them left the room, the old man looked serious. Looking at Xue Shiyu's hot face, he shook his head and said: "You and I are destined to meet, but which young man outside is overbearing! I also hope that the girl will be disciplined more in the future, so as not to
harm others."
He muttered a few words to himself and wondered whether Xue Shiyu could hear him. The three golden needles in his hand were inserted into Xue Shiyu's head at some unknown time. Then he saw the old man move faster than the embroidery woman and inserted the remaining golden needles one after another.
Xue Shiyu's body and face were already dripping with sweat, as if he had aged dozens of years in just a moment.
Under the stimulation of the golden needles, Xue Shiyu's body gradually began to react. The old man had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately pulled out all the golden needles on her body. A burst of pain came through, and Xue Shiyu's body seemed to have been struck by lightning. She trembled for a while, compactly.
His brows already showed a painful look.
Suddenly, my throat felt hot.
Poof! A big mouthful of black blood spit out from Xue Shiyu's mouth. Seeing the marks on the ground, the old man's tense nerves finally relaxed, as if he had just been in a sauna. He turned his back to the door and said tiredly: "You two can come in now."
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Bang~ Kicked open again, Xue Shiyu's door must be replaced with a new one after being abused twice by Master Meng. Just now, he heard Xue Shiyu's painful ejaculation outside the door. Meng Xinghe was in a hurry and could not help but be impulsive.
He was the first to rush to the old man. When he saw the pool of black blood in front of the bed, Meng Xinghe asked happily: "Old sir, is she okay?" When he was happy, Meng Xinghe put his hand on the old man's back and praised him.
Said: "Sir, you are indeed a miraculous doctor. You even controlled smallpox. I have to admire you. If I write another book based on your medical skills, it will surely dominate all medical clinics in the world for thousands of years. You can be called the king of medicines."
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As long as Xue Shiyu is cured, no matter whether he is a human or a god, Meng Xinghe will feel that it is worth it if he is flattered for a while.
You are really thick-faced. If you are cured, you are a miracle doctor, if you are not cured, you are a magician! The old man glanced at Meng Xinghe, his tired expression made him look a little older, but he still took a breath and said seriously: "Master, don't be happy.
It's too early. The old man just used golden needles to guide the girl's Qi and push the blood to cause the stubborn disease in her body in advance, so as not to accumulate in the body and cause the internal organs to fail and die. As for whether the girl can be cured, it all depends on the young master."
What? It's not cured yet. You idiot, Meng Xinghe's face suddenly turned ugly: "Sir, don't beat around the bush, just tell the truth." Looking at the pale Xue Shiyu, Meng Xinghe immediately became worried.
The old man didn't mince words and said directly: "To cure this girl, we only need two things."
"Those two things?" You can't finish it all at once, Meng Xinghe cursed secretly.
"Infinite water and pearl powder. One is indispensable, otherwise she will definitely die."