Lanke Chess Edge

"Master Qingsong should recuperate at ease. In the future, the problem of talking casually has to be corrected!"

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, and then he said something that didn't answer the question.

Daoist Qingsong also quickly nodded his head, he guessed that the sentence he asked just now should be summed up in "speak casually".

"Take it down and remember it, you must pay attention in the future, choose the good ones, don't say the bad ones, say what you should say, and don't say what you shouldn't say..."

Daotong Qiwen moved his mouth on the side, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Ji Yuan sighed softly, Daoist Qingsong's words sounded somewhat familiar.

"The tea is here~~"

The pharmacist came back in a hurry, this time it was Daotong Qi Wen who took the water bowl and carefully fed his master some water.

And I heard that the patient has woken up, and the old doctor from the outside hall will also come in.

Standing beside the bed, I carefully looked at Daoist Qingsong's face, and took his pulse again, only to be sure that this person's life was really safe.

"Your illness is really weird. It looks like you are in a hurry, but there is a big difference. Your life is saved, but your body will be empty for a year and a half. During this period, the medicine cannot be separated from your mouth!"

"It's good to save your life, it's good to save your life... Thank you doctor, thank you doctor!"

Daoist Qingsong, who was already feeling a lot better, thanked the doctor again and again, the latter smiled and walked out of the inner hall to the outside in a very comfortable mood.

Ji Yuan instructed the two Taoists to take a good rest, and followed the old doctor to the outer hall.

When I got outside, I first praised and thanked the doctor again, and then I took the initiative to pay the doctor's fee with broken silver, and then asked the old doctor to prescribe the medicine.

When one of the two apprentices of the old doctor weighed the silver weight and the other took the medicine according to the prescription, Ji Yuan also chatted a few times with this doctor with extraordinary medical skills. In addition to talking about Qingsong Daoist's condition, Ji Yuan also talked about his own concerns.

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"What? You want to heal your eyes? Do you have problems with your eyes?"

This doctor named Qin Zizhou is said to be a famous doctor who is 93 years old in eight townships in ten miles. He was a little shocked when he heard Ji Yuan said that his eyes were not good. Get it wrong, now tell him the eyes are bad?

"Exactly, my vision is extremely blurry, and it's inconvenient to work and rest!"

Originally, Ji Yuan basically pinned his hopes on cultivating immortals for his eye problems, but this old doctor could almost be regarded as a miracle doctor among the people, which made him want to look for a doctor.

"I didn't notice it just now. Come on, let me take a closer look at your eyes."

So Ji Yuan hurriedly approached the counter, got close to the old man, endured the pain and opened his eyes as wide as possible, so that the latter could see the bright blue eyes.

The old man stretched out his fingers and swayed in front of Jiyuan's eyes. His eyes were fixed on the changes in Jiyuan's eyes, but he seemed to only see the surface of an ancient well.

"Hi... Young man, I have practiced medicine for more than 70 years, and I have never seen you like this. Can you really see a vague shadow?"

Ji Yuan frowned and closed his eyes slightly, returning to the normal state of openness, and did not answer the old doctor's question, but the latter said it bluntly.

"What's wrong with your eyes, you're totally blind!"

Even if there was such a speculation, Ji Yuan really confirmed the fact that he was blind at this moment.

'Then I think about it, my blurry vision doesn't come from my eyes, or maybe my eyes are blind in the eyes of ordinary people, but they are not. ’

When Ji Yuan was thinking about it, the old man became interested.

"Come on, young man, since you said that you can see the blurred images, can you let this old man try to pierce you with a few needles? Don't worry, eyes are the key to a person, and this old man will be extremely careful when placing needles! "

Ji Yuan didn't hesitate, nothing to worry about.

"Okay! Please give the doctor an injection!"

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, took out a set of silver needles that had just been put away from the counter, and pointed to the chair beside the counter.

"You sit still, rest your head on the back of the chair, face up and don't move."

After Ji Yuan did as he did, the old man stood in front of him with a silver needle.

Looking at the bright silver needle standing in front of me, I didn't think there was anything to do, and suddenly I felt a little pressure.

"I'll stab you one acupoint first, and measure the head to one side and expose it under the ear."

When Ji Yuan was in the right position, the old man held the silver needle and focused on piercing it towards the Mingmu acupoint. As soon as the needle touched Ji Yuan's leather surface, the old man felt a strange resistance.

The whole silver needle actually began to vibrate at a high frequency, which made the old man's needle-pinching skills as steady as Mount Tai uncontrollable.

"Om... 呲"

The silver needle disappeared in a flash, rubbing the skin of the old man's finger and shooting upwards with the tail of the needle pointing upwards, sinking into the roof beam a finger depth.

"Ugh..."

Old Doctor Qin's slightly trembling right thumb and forefinger were already overflowing with blood.

"Doctor Qin, are you all right?"

Ji Yuan, who had already sensed that something was wrong, got up immediately.

"No major problem, no major problem... I didn't expect that a single needle would not be able to pierce. Could this be the true qi of a high-level martial artist?"

The old man said, looking at his fingers and then looking up at the top of his head.

I'm afraid not!

In fact, Ji Yuan didn't resist at all, and even the spiritual energy in his body was stabilized, but at the moment when the silver needle was about to pierce the acupoint, the mountains and rivers suddenly changed in his mind, and a sunspot flashed in his inner illusion.

By the time Jiyuan reacted, there had already been a needle-flying injury.

"Doctor Qin, let's not try."

"Hey, yes, it's a pity!"

Looking at the old man's regretful face, Ji Yuan also admires it. Perhaps only with this kind of attitude towards intractable diseases that he has maintained for more than 70 years can he have his current medical skills.

After chatting with the old man for a few more words, he stopped talking about fate, and returned to the inner hall with the medicine already packaged by the apprentice of the medicine hall.

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It was not suitable for the patient that night, so Dr. Qin stayed in Qingsong, the Taoist master and the apprentice for one night in the Great Medicine Hall, while Ji Yuan went to an inn and spent a long time washing up.

When he came back to the pharmacy the next day, the dirty and sloppy man had a completely new look, and he became a man with an upright, gentle and dignified bearing. He surprised the shop assistants in the big pharmacy, so Doctor Qin did not change his face.

And in another chat, Ji Yuan learned that Dr. Tong from Ning'an County was actually an apprentice of the old doctor Qin, and was greatly praised by the old doctor for his talent.

After Ji Yuan said that he was half from Ning'an County, the old man was very surprised and repeatedly asked "Xiaotong" if he often mentioned him.

Given the situation in Jizhou, the two places are separated by nearly 200 miles of ruggedness. It is not easy for an old man in his 90s to see a proud disciple~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is very embarrassing to ask, after all, he and Tong The first doctor Tong has also been in contact with him a few times, but according to Ji Yuan's knowledge, it seems that Doctor Tong has hardly mentioned his teacher.

In Ji Yuan's mouth, he could only give a slightly far-fetched answer: "Of course, yes, of course..."

What I thought in my heart was: 'Doctor Tong...you saved the little fox back then, this can be considered a reward! ’

. . .

This day is already the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. It is impossible for Ji Yuan to stay here and wait for Daoist Qingsong to recover. It is estimated that he will not be able to get out of bed for a while. When he is able to get out of bed, it is best to rest under the eyes of Doctor Qin. Load properly.

So what Ji Yuan can do is to try to help the master and apprentice to settle down, carefully transfer the Taoist Qingsong to the inn, and pinch a few small pieces from his ingot of gold into a dozen small golden beans and hand them over to Qi Wen. The next little bit of silver can be regarded as a way for the teacher and the apprentice to not have to worry about room, board and medical expenses.

Before leaving, Qi Wen solemnly instructed him to stare at Taoist Qingsong. It is best not to tell fortunes for others in this life. If you can't help it, you can go to the gate of a temple to unravel the signs for others, and it is best to only explain Marriage sign.

Although Qi Wen firmly and solemnly agreed, and Daoist Qingsong himself was full of assurances, he had no idea how many effects it would have.

Ji Yuan also thought about whether he would be able to help this Taoist Qingsong to make up for his lifespan in the future, so he specifically asked about Du Yunguan's position, but he had to make sure that this guy didn't kill himself before that.

And until they parted, the two sides were very tacit and did not raise any questions about their identity. As for the fortune-telling ability and fate, it was not that they had never thought of learning and trying, but the heart was not here, and the skill was optional It seems a little too dangerous, so let's put it aside, maybe there will be calculations in the method of cultivating immortals.