After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 205 Inquiry
Song Xingshi understood, but in front of Yan Yunxiao, he still didn't say anything.

He looked at the woman in front of him, with a haggard and sullen face, and skillfully and professionally changed the dressing on Yan Yunxiao's wound, and changed the bandage again.

Her technique can be said to be extremely fast, with a degree of severity, and the bandage became neat and tidy in a short time.

Yan Yunxiao seemed to be suffering from a headache, his phoenix eyes were tightly closed, his brows were furrowed, and he stopped talking.

Su Jiuer rolled up his sleeves and took his pulse.

Breathing is short and rapid, and some arrhythmias.

Song Xingshi naturally understood that Yan Yunxiao was not in good condition at the moment, but he watched Su Jiuer's movements in silence, and couldn't help but marvel at her professional ability.

Even though it has been known for a long time that this woman has medical skills, seeing it with her own eyes will still give her a sense of novelty and shock.

There was a whole pack of silver needles in Song Xingshi's medicine box, Su Jiu'er opened it and took out two without saying a word, and when Song Xingshi was about to make an inquiry, she saw her piercing the silver needles into her wrist quickly.

Song Xingshi couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and couldn't hide his admiration.

The place where the silver needle pierced seemed to be the Neiguan point.

Yan Yunxiao's heart also hurt, and the palm of his hand also hurt, but he didn't feel any pain from this injection.

Su Jiu'er unhurriedly stretched out her hand to untie Yan Yunxiao's shirt, and the front flap came loose after a while.Yan Yunxiao slowly opened his eyes and gave Su Jiu'er a confused look, feeling a little coerced.

Su Jiuer said, "Xiaoxiao, turn over."

Hearing this, he turned sideways quietly, and Su Jiu'er pulled his back collar, revealing the man's muscular back.

There are some faint old scars, which are slightly mottled, and the seemingly indistinct muscle lines are very eye-catching, but Su Jiu'er has no time to appreciate them this time.

She picked up another silver needle familiarly, and pierced it into the Xinshu point on her back.

A few small needles on the side were added to a few auxiliary acupoints. After a while, Yan Yunxiao's rapid panting eased.

His body needs to be recuperated by acupuncture again.

After recuperating for so long, Su Jiu'er felt an indescribable feeling in her heart that she fell ill as soon as she said she fell ill.

Some bored, some tired.

It seems that the long conditioning and dredging done before is useless.

It also made Su Jiu'er feel a little bit afraid to continue the treatment.

If this continues, Yan Yunxiao's body will not be able to hold on.

A large part of mental illness is due to the fact that the body's energy and spirit are all consumed by negative emotions. Otherwise, why do you say that you end up depressed?

Yan Yunxiao was leaning on his side, and had about six needles on his body. After a while, the pain in his heart dissipated little by little, his eyelashes trembled, and he fell asleep vaguely like this.

Seeing that Yan Yunxiao was asleep, Song Xingshi, who stood aside and watched for a long time, walked up to Su Jiuer, and stretched out his hand to support Su Jiuer.

She herself was also injured, and after working for a while, she was stimulated by Yan Yunxiao's illness, and her face was very ugly.

Su Jiu'er got up with Song Xingshi's hand, was helped to sit on the small case, and finally couldn't help but sighed softly.

Song Xingshi picked up her previous topic and said in a loud voice, "His hand was scratched by himself."

"On the night he brought you here."

Su Jiu'er's eyelashes trembled, remembering Yan Yunxiao's strange self-mutilation behaviors when she was ill before, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Is his illness serious?"

Seeing her appearance like this, Song Xingshi couldn't help asking.

Su Jiuer shook his head, and said calmly, "Speaking of it, he is actually no different from ordinary people, but his mental state is not good. Once he loses control, it will be hard to say."

Song Xingshi naturally knew that he often lost control of his emotions and acted aggressively, but he didn't know that he had another personality.

The two of them sat silently for a while, when a food box was brought in from outside, and they yelled, "My lord, the snacks you want are here!"

Song Xingshi went to the door to pick it up, and lifted the lid to see that there was no snack inside, only Su Jiuer's satchel with some ashes lying quietly inside.

Sure enough, it was a good trick, and within half an hour, she brought back the satchel she had left in the palace.

Su Jiuer took out a stack of medical records from the inside and handed them to Song Xingshi, but it was just a recent treatment and record of Yan Yunxiao's physical condition.

Song Xingshi watched silently, although there was no other expression on his face, his heart was already greatly shocked.

There were also many physical diseases that could not be improved due to long-term medication, so Su Jiu'er found a new way to start from other aspects to make fundamental adjustments.

In addition to medicinal drinks, there are also medicinal baths and medicinal fumigations.

And he found that every time he recorded, there would be a record of Yan Yunxiao's recent mood attached to it.

Although the relationship between mood and disease is complementary, in fact, the world's treatment still focuses on the body, and does not pay much attention to the psychological emotion.

It is indeed novel to treat diseases from such an angle.

Song Xingshi could only get a rough idea, and couldn't understand Yan Yunxiao's illness in depth by relying on these few medical records.

What's more, it's been almost five months since Su Jiu'er started treatment, so it's naturally better for her to follow up.

Song Xingshi can only be the third pair of eyes to ensure Yan Yunxiao's safety.

Half an hour later, Su Jiu'er pulled out the silver needle on Yan Yunxiao's body, and prescribed a very gentle tonic for Yan Yunxiao, but Song Xingshi prescribed her own medicine.

It has to be said that Song Xingshi's medical skills are indeed superb, and Su Jiu'er knew that what he prescribed was a good medicine just by smelling it.

For lunch, I made her some nourishing and blood-nourishing fresh soup, and the treatment was very good.

Yan Yunxiao woke up and drank the medicine obediently, drank half a bowl of soup, and fell asleep very tired.

Su Jiuer stared at his pale face, and suddenly said quietly to Master Song, "Can you understand, double-faced personality?"

Looking at Yan Yunxiao who has very different personalities these past two days, he can probably guess the meaning of this "double-faced personality".

He didn't say anything, his eyes had already fallen on Su Jiu'er's face, waiting for her next words.

Su Jiuer said, "It means that two consciousnesses are produced in one body."

"It stems from the inability to accept the result of a certain event in the past, thus splitting another consciousness."

"So, the current him is in another state of consciousness?" Song Xingshi answered with raised eyebrows, surprised by this statement.

"When he wakes up, will he forget what happened today?"

Su Jiu'er looked back at him and nodded silently.

Star Master Song murmured as if waking up from a dream, "No wonder. No wonder he told me earlier that he always forgot some things inexplicably."

"Actually, his body is almost recuperated, but there was an accident in the treatment yesterday afternoon, and those unbearable memories and emotions turned him back."

After saying that, she paused for a moment, and she asked Song Xingshi with luck, "Do you know how Yan Yunxiao's mother and concubine passed away?"

(End of this chapter)