Farmer's Space: The rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 152

Then he saw a very beautiful light in the peasant girl's eyes.

I have talked to her so much before, but I have never seen such a beautiful light in her eyes.

"Then please trouble Mr. Lu." Du Xuan thanked.

She really wanted to take it back for Xiaobao and Qi Yan to taste, but if Lu Jichen sat at another table, then even Jinli and Taotao could eat some too.

After eating and drinking enough, Lu Jichen said, "Miss Du, the meal is over, so let's get ready to start?"

A man's mouth is soft, but his hands are short.

Du Xuan nodded, and after a while, Lu Jichen took her to a warm pavilion.

The warm pavilion is very comfortable, and the air is filled with the smell of incense.

As soon as Du Xuan walked in, she frowned quietly when she smelled the incense. She knew that this was the beginning of the test.

The corners of Du Xuan's mouth curled slightly, she hadn't felt this way for a long time.

That's it, let's test her feelings.

She had reached the peak in her previous life, and at the end of her memory, there were only those who came to beg her, to threaten and lure her.

It seems that there are very few people who come to test her.

I have to say that it is really something new that there is a sudden test right now.

There is poison in this incense, it is not heavy, it is a small poison, but in such an environment, if you stay for a long time, it will also make you dizzy, weak and numb.

But Du Xuan didn't feel much. She was carrying the spiritual spring of the Taoyuan space, her own physique had been greatly improved and changed, and she had a certain degree of immunity to toxins.

Following Lu Jichen to the Nuan Pavilion, he saw a curtain.

Lu Jichen stopped in front of the curtain, and Du Xuan also stopped.

"Take a pulse on the person on the other side of the curtain, and see how you are capable." Lu Jichen said.

Du Xuan glanced at him, "Only for pulse?"

"Yes, only the pulse diagnosis." Lu Jichen also knew that this was a bit embarrassing for her. After all, it was the last step to check the pulse. The first three steps were omitted for her. It was indeed a bit embarrassing for her to take this last step, even if the diagnosis was slightly wrong. , is not unacceptable.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't detect any embarrassment on Du Xuan's face.

She leisurely and leisurely sat down on the round stool in front of the curtain, and put the wrist pillow on the top of a small table in front of the curtain.

"Excuse me, stretch out your hand and let me check the pulse." Du Xuan said in a low voice.

She is not at all embarrassed or unfamiliar with this mode of inability to see, hear, and ask. She was a descendant of ancient medicine in her previous life, and she also studied Western medicine. She is very proficient and even has a very superb level of surgery. Perfect.

Later, she gradually gained fame, and people with high status who were either rich or noble came to her for consultation.

Those in power of wealthy families kept their physical conditions and medical history confidential, but it was inevitable that such news would cause turmoil to the business and family.

Therefore, Du Xuan has long been familiar with this kind of faceless diagnosis and treatment.

After she said this lightly, there was silence on the other side of the curtain.

After a while, a wrist slowly stretched out from the gap in the curtain.

It is a man's hand, which looks very powerful, with well-defined joints and many calluses between the palms and fingers. It looks like a martial arts practitioner. On the clear wrist bones, there is a tight forearm muscle line.

With his wrist facing up, he put it on the wrist pillow.

This made Du Xuan a little surprised. She originally thought that the patient should be a woman because of the curtain and secret consultation, but she didn't expect it to be a man.

So she hesitated for a moment before slowly placing her fingertips on the man's wrist.

The power of ancient medicine at the fingertips flowed in along the veins in his wrist.

In just a moment, Du Xuan's brows were slightly furrowed.

"Switch another hand."

The other hand withdrew, and after a while, another hand came over. Du Xuan went to examine again, frowning even tighter.

Lu Jichen watched from the side, and couldn't help asking, "Girl, how is the diagnosis?"

Du Xuan withdrew her fingers, eyes drooping, and didn't speak immediately.

Seeing her like this, Lu Jichen thought that she couldn't be diagnosed. Although it was expected, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his eyes.

Because this peasant girl had given him too many surprises, he originally thought that there would be a different possibility with her.

"It's okay if you can't diagnose it." Lu Jichen said, "None of the doctors in my clinic can diagnose it, and they won't treat it if they are diagnosed."

After being silent for a while, Du Xuan said to Lu Jichen, "I didn't say I couldn't make a diagnosis. You don't need to help me feel depressed."

"What?" Lu Jichen looked surprised, "You..."

Du Xuan was diagnosed early, but she needs to change her mind and wording, so as not to bring out any modern medical vocabulary when she can speak.

"The disease he is suffering from..." Du Xuan said calmly, "It's a poisonous disease. The poison has been suffering for a long time, and it has penetrated deep into the bones. If my diagnosis is correct, he should be in severe pain, but judging from his pulse It seems that there is not much ups and downs due to the severe pain. Presumably, it is because of the use of drugs that can relieve pain. And most of this type of drugs are poisons... and then paired with this incense, it can relieve pain. The effect will be even better. But if things go on like this, the poison will be added to the poison, and he won't be able to live for long."

An easy-to-understand analogy is that when a cancer patient undergoes chemotherapy, he injects poison into his body, destroying cancer cells, and at the same time destroying his own immunity and destroying his own healthy cells.Injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred.

Lu Jichen was stunned, "You... how did you get the diagnosis? You missed three steps even by looking, smelling and asking everything, and only one step, and you were diagnosed?"

"So how? Have you passed the test?" Du Xuan raised her chin towards the curtain, "If you have passed, I will tell you how to treat it?"

"Can you cure it?" Lu Jichen looked at her.

Du Xuan said, "If I can cure it, can you give me a better reward?"

Lu Jichen stared at Du Xuan with burning eyes, "Yes."

Du Xuan smiled, "Oh, then I can cure it."

Sometimes Lu Jichen really didn't know how to describe this peasant girl.

Sometimes I clearly feel that she is breezy and bright, but just from the way she made tea earlier, her demeanor was so dusty that she almost floated.

But she can bargain with him in such a philistine manner whether the reward will be higher.

What a complex and interesting person.

"How do you treat it?" Lu Jichen asked.

Du Xuan lowered her eyes, rolled her eyes slightly, and smiled at the corner of her mouth, "Then you have to prepare two sets of needles for me first."

"Two sets?" Lu Jichen came from a medical family, and he has never heard of anyone who needs two sets of needles for treatment. "Need so many?"

Then he saw the peasant girl and smiled, and said very honestly, "I only need one set to treat him, but I plan to take the other set home and use it myself."

"You're really... not at all polite."

(End of this chapter)