"Boundless water? Pearl powder?" It's not that I don't know what these two things are, but I think the old man's words are too strange. What to do with rootless water and pearl powder if you have nothing to do? Could it be to do Xue Shiyu's makeup? This is too hard work, right? !
"Master, please remember to mix Boundless Water and Pearl Powder together and apply it on this girl's face. Not only will it eliminate the scars left by smallpox on her, but more importantly, these two things are extremely cold in time. It has the miraculous effect of promoting muscle growth, activating blood, removing heat and removing heat. I can guarantee that after applying it for seven days, this girl will definitely look as glowing as ever."
After finishing talking about an important matter, the old man could no longer hide his tired look. The golden needle passing through the acupuncture point just now had consumed most of his strength, but Meng Xinghe, a layman, couldn't tell it.
It is indeed the coldest thing in the world, and my heart is already cold enough. Thinking of applying it for seven consecutive days, Meng Xinghe sighed feebly: "Thank you sir, but where can I find the boundless water in these seven days?"
"At midnight, everything outside the house is covered with autumn frost. Do you want all the endless water?"
The old man's words made Meng Xinghe mute. The old man's feelings made him get up in the middle of the night to collect the dew outside.
Forget it, it’s not a big deal, just think that the morning exercise time has been moved up. In order to give Xue Rengui an explanation, it is inevitable to suffer some wind and frost. Meng Xinghe straightened his back, and the man replied: "There is no problem with these two things, I don’t know if Mr. Do you want to prescribe a prescription to help her nurse her back to health? I think she seems to have lost a lot of blood?"
Looking sideways at the pool of blood on the ground, Meng Xinghe's worries were well-founded. But the old man laughed at his shallowness and corrected him: "That's the blood accumulated due to bad breath in the heart. It looks like blood, but it's actually a kind of blood." If the air mass is not discharged early, I am afraid that this girl will die. Here is a recipe for guiding qi and activating blood circulation. The young master grabbed some medicine to induce it, and gave it to the girl to swallow three times a day. Protect her from the invasion of evil spirits, otherwise not even gods can save her."
This is because I am ignorant. In terms of medicine, Meng Xinghe's attainments are not high, so he did not discuss it with the old man in front of him. When he learned that Xue Shiyu's general condition was quite optimistic, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground. He took the prescription. , Meng Xinghe said respectfully: "Old sir, it is true that Hua Tuo is alive and unparalleled in the world. He cured my friend today with a little medical skill. I have nothing to repay, so I invite you to Cuiwei Residence so that I can hold a banquet to reward you."
"That's all, I thank you for your kindness. I have a bad habit of only going to any place once and never going back the second time. You are really thoughtful. If you accumulate more good deeds and benefit the country in the future, you will surely have hundreds of descendants and great prosperity. Life." The old man took up his eating steps and staggered out the door.
Just left like this? I have never seen a doctor who didn't even ask for the medical consultation fee. Looking at his appearance, he looked like he was falling out with the other. Meng Xinghe glanced at him curiously, and without making any reservations, he politely sent the old man away. Chunxiang Tower.
Although this old man is slovenly, his medical ethics are very good. Looking at him holding a broken banner and carrying a broken sack, he is no different from a beggar on the street. He traveled a long way and walked towards the east. He looked slightly older. He was hidden in the city. , maybe he is this kind of person. He doesn't have three meals a day, but he lives a free and easy life. He doesn't care whether others slander him or not. Living a comfortable life is his pursuit.
A truly capable person is a mortal who is willing to be lonely, showing excellence in the ordinary. The sloppy old man looked down upon the world, and Meng Xinghe directly classified him into the ranks of people he admired.
When he came to Xue Shiyu's boudoir again, Meng Xinghe had already returned to Cuiwei Ju and brought over a string of pearl jewelry that Meng's mother had left for him in the coffin book.
Seeing the patient on the bed with more and more rashes on his face. Meng Xinghe closed his eyes, put the string of shining white pearl jewelry in the mortar, and pounded it several times. Every time he pounded,
He felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. If it weren't for the need for pearl powder to treat Xue Shiyu, Meng Xinghe would have been reluctant to powder the jewelry that Meng's mother brought to the Meng family even if he was begging on the street.
Huan'er felt distressed watching from the side. Master Meng really worked hard for his young lady. I don't know where to find such high-quality pearls and grind them into powder. I'm afraid there aren't many such loving and righteous men anymore.
Next, Meng Xinghe stayed in front of Xue Shiyu's bed. After changing the antipyretic towels several times, Huan'er came in with a bowl of fried Chinese medicine. "Mr. Meng, it's time for Miss to take medicine."
I almost forgot to feed her medicine first. Thinking of what the old man said about the invasion of evil spirits, Meng Xinghe immediately helped Xue Shiyu up from the bed and leaned carefully in his arms. She looked haggard, and she used to bully Shuang Xiexue.
Her face was now stained with spots. Meng Xinghe prayed in her heart, hoping that there would be no sequelae. As long as she could restore her previous appearance, no matter how much pearl powder and boundless water she used, it would be worth it.
"Miss Shi Yu, it's time to take medicine." He whispered in Xue Shiyu's ear, but there seemed to be no reaction. Meng Xinghe's brows were tight. He must have been too sick this time and had no consciousness.
He took the steaming bowl of medicine from Huan'er's hand, took a spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew it to cool it, with a very careful manner. He slowly put the Chinese medicine in the spoon into Xue Shiyu's little mouth that had lost its redness.
, the movements were very light, and the way of feeding the medicine was also very skillful. From this, I guessed that he must have done similar movements before.
He could clearly see Xue Shiyu's throat moving, and Meng Xinghe finally felt relieved. It would be good if he could take medicine to regain his lost energy.
After finishing the bowl of Chinese medicine in his hand, he looked up and saw that Huan'er standing next to him had turned into a tearful person at some point.
Everyone said that Mr. Hua Liu was very romantic and lustful, but everyone was moved by the close contact today. His own lady was infected with smallpox, and outsiders were afraid to avoid her, but Meng Xinghe seemed to have no scruples. How could a man like this, who doesn't care about life and death, not make women angry?
Heart-beating? Huan'er was happy for her young lady and said, "Mr. Meng, you are a truly good person. It is a blessing for my young lady to have a friend like you."
Young Master Ren Meng's skin is thicker than the city wall, and it is also stained with a little red. "I have thick skin and thick flesh, so I am immune to all kinds of poisons. Besides, if Miss Shi Yu falls, won't my business in Cuiwei Ju be lost?"
A lot of money." He said here,
Young Master Meng smiled evilly, put Xue Shiyu back on the bed gently and said: "So, Xue Shiyu, please wake up as soon as possible, otherwise I will terminate our commitment. Don't doubt the authenticity of what I say, because I have never treated you
Tell lies."
As expected, he is a complete profiteer, and will not let go of even the sick. What was originally a good sentence, came out of Master Meng's mouth and took on a different flavor. Huan'er didn't say anything, and laughed a few words and said: "Mr. Meng.
Don't worry, if my young lady wakes up, she will definitely play the piano (love) for you."
This little girl, bully me, don't you understand the pun? Seeing Huan'er smile, Meng Xinghe felt much more at ease. At least he had an explanation to Xue Rengui, and he would not regret it, and everyone would be happy for the rest of his life.
After a long time, it was finally midnight. The sound of autumn insects chirping was desolate, making people feel panicked. Meng Xinghe put on a thin green coat and went out. The cold night air made him hurriedly rub his hands.
Squatting on the ground, anxiously waiting for the grass and trees to freeze and then turn into dew. The sound of the clock in the distance was like a lullaby. Master Meng almost fell asleep squatting like this several times, but in the end he raised his eyes and stared blankly.
Is there any dew dripping in front of your eyes?
This is the first time I have collected boundless water in the wild. But late at night, I saw a man in Tsing Yi with a panic look on his face in the humid mountains, holding a porcelain water purification bottle in his hand, collecting water from a piece of water.
The yellowed leaf veins are covered with crystal clear dewdrops.
Going back and forth like this, I don’t know how many hours have passed.
Ah~~ A long sigh floated in the mountains and fields, and the sound spread for miles. Meng Xinghe seemed to have just walked out of the rain, and his body was wet with dew from head to toe. His lips were blue from the cold, and he smiled with his teeth.
I smiled and saw a bottle of boundless water in my hand. I felt relieved that my efforts were finally rewarded.
As expected, it is the most extreme cold thing in the world. I almost froze to death. I shivered a few times and felt that my body could no longer withstand the invasion of cold air. Meng Xinghe bowed his body and faced Chunxiang like a bent shrimp.
Go upstairs.
After walking a few steps, he felt as if something was following him behind him. Before Meng Xinghe could turn around, a familiar music came into his ears. After savoring it carefully, Meng Xinghe suddenly realized that what was happening there that day
I have also heard the sound of cucurbit flute from Miao territory on the top of Yandang Mountain. In this late night, it is indescribably desolate, like a ghost crying.