Yu Jun

"It seems familiar." Li Yitie brought him to the Imperial Hospital for questioning in an understatement, and then said: "The stick injury is in the kidney. If the kidney pulse comes in as usual and goes away as if there were several pulses, it means that the kidney qi is insufficient."

He also has another pulse theory in his heart: "The kidney pulse is tense when it comes, like a tight rope, fast and hard, like a stone, the kidney qi is already in danger, the liver pulse is stringy and thin, short and falling, and it contains the accumulation of drug poison." "

Wu's father didn't understand at all, but he was relieved to see that Li Yitie's expression was as usual, without any embarrassment.

Li Yitie took a needle from the medicine box, intending to use it to detoxify the liver, but after a slight hesitation, he put the needle back.

In winter, the kidney water is most abundant, with yin energy on the surface and yang energy inside. Everything is closed and hidden, and all beasts are dormant. If the method of purging is used, the fish will be dehydrated and the yang energy will be dispersed.

It cannot be fumigated, as fumigation will induce heat and weaken the spleen.

But if it is not released or smoked, the liver poison will become trapped inside, destroying the essence and blood.

If it is spring, it will be easier to handle.

After he withdrew the needle, he thought for a long time and gradually came to a conclusion. Seeing that Wu's father looked worried again because of his hesitation, Cheng Ting also stretched his neck to look at Wu Jin, and said kindly: "Let me make a prescription. Take it for seven days. After seven days, I will check your pulse again and change the prescription. Remember not to sweat."

If you sweat, you will expose the dormant hairless insects to the frost and snow, making it even more troublesome.

Father Wu thanked him repeatedly and said, "My son still has external injuries on his body. Please take a look at them too."

Li Yitie knew very well how much his parents loved their children, and he had to see it with his own eyes to feel at ease. He nodded and said, "Please ask Wu Tongpan to undress behind the screen."

Wu Yi came in with a tea tray, put down the teapot and tea cup on the square table, and was about to make tea for Cheng Ting when Wu Jin called him warmly: "Second brother, do you know where I put the clothes I used to wear? And Cheng Ting Come and get it together, I'll put it on just in time."

Wu Yi put down the teapot: "I know."

Cheng Ting shook his head: "I'm not going, Brother Yi, please go back quickly."

After Wu Yi left, Cheng Ting poured tea and took a few sips. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, pushing Wu's father to go behind the screen to see Wu Jin's injury.

Wu Jin took off the futou and placed it on the high table. He took off his cloak, hung up the screen, untied the leather belt, tore open the red robe, peeled off the middle singlet, and only wore knee pants. He turned around and exposed his back. .

Starting from the lower back, there is no good piece of meat. There are large bruises all the way to the buttocks and legs. There are dark brown scars on them. Some of them fall off, revealing a strip of tender meat. Some are still firmly attached to the back. At a glance, It's shockingly mottled.

This is only what can be seen. Under the knee pants, the invisible place must be more dazzling.

Cheng Ting took a deep breath and turned away. A tear burst out of his eyes, streaking across his face, leaving only a wet mark.

He twisted his face, raised his head, rolled his eyes hard, and turned away the remaining tears. After the tears on his face dried, he sniffed without leaving a trace. Hearing the sound of running outside, he looked at Wu again. My father burst into tears and said quickly, "I'll go pick up the clothes."

He pushed Wu's father out, walked to the door, took a set of regular clothes from Wu Yi's hand, told Wu Yi to burn the charcoal, and hurriedly sent the clothes in.

While Wu Jin was getting dressed, Li Yitie came out and said to Wu's father, who was wiping tears silently: "The trauma is healing very well. I'll prescribe it first, and when I take the medicine, I'll get a few boxes of scar removal ointment."

After that, he opened the medicine box and took out the pen and ink. Cheng Ting quickly stepped forward to sharpen the ink. After Li Yitie had written the prescription, he held it in his hand and blew on it, then asked Li Yitie: "Can he eat ginseng?" ?I have quite a few at home.”

Li Yitie packed the medicine box: "No need."

"Antler?"

"No, no need for any tonic."

"I'll see you off, sir." Wu Jin came out from behind the screen, wearing a white blue shirt, a crane cloak, and a Tang scarf. The originally fitting clothes became empty.

He looked at Cheng Ting: "Second brother, you must send him to Third Master Cheng's house."

Caution is the boat.

Both Cheng Ting and the Cheng family have close relations with the Mo family. When the King of Wei came here, in addition to serving as military envoy, he must also have received a secret order. He could not let Cheng Ting go back alone.Wu Yi responded, but Cheng Ting said: "It's such a long way, why do you need to send him off? I came on horseback. I don't think you need to send him off to Doctor Li. I'll do it for you."

Wu Jin shook his head: "I'm not worried."

Just as Cheng Ting was about to persuade him again, something suddenly moved in his heart - the movement was limited. He only knew that Wu Jin was thinking about his safety, but he didn't know where the danger was.

Furthermore, Wu Jin should have something to ask Li Yitie.

He stopped arguing, turned to Wu Yi and said, "Let's go, I'll let you sit on Third Master's good horse today, and you can pick up the medicine on the way."

As he spoke, he reached out to catch the big yellow dog. The big yellow dog was old and could not break free from Cheng Ting's big hands, so he reluctantly returned to Cheng Ting's clueless arms.

He and Wu Yi were the first to go out, and Li Yitie slowly picked up the medicine box and walked out: "There is no need to send Wu Tongxuan far away, let's just walk slowly."

Wu Jin asked Wu's father to wait for him here, followed Li Yitie out, and after leaving the front hall, he whispered: "Thank you for concealing my illness."

Li Yitie looked sideways: "How does the judge know that what I said is not the truth?"

"It seems familiar," Wu Jin smiled and asked, "Can you tell me when the uncle of the Mo family woke up?"

Li Yitie didn't hesitate: "On the second day of junior high school, I didn't make it public because I was worried about the recurrence of my illness. It wasn't until I heard that General Mo was coming back that I went to the city gate with Tan Zhizhou today."

Wu Jin lowered his eyes.

The second day of this month should be when the news of the death remonstrance came back.

Mo Qianlan's real awakening time must be earlier than now.

He was like a sleeping tiger, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, waiting for the opportunity. Even Mo Lingfeng was falsely accused, impeached, and imprisoned. It was not until the news that he was remonstrating with the emperor came out that he smelled it. The bloody smell brought by the wind began to rise.

What does he want to do?
Wu Jin couldn't think clearly for a moment.

The riddle on Mo Qianlan's body is the spider silk wrapped around the silk hole, layer by layer, never-ending. By the time you try your best to find the answer, he has already torn the prey into pieces.

"How is Uncle Mo's health?"

"It's not good," Li Yitie sighed, "It's always been bad. It wasn't good before, and it's the same now. It's just dragging down a life."

Wu Jin was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "How long can it be delayed?"

Li Yitie shook his head: "I am not the Lord of Hell. How can I know when a person will die? I just try my best."

Wu Jin said: "Is your best effort to heal the mind or the body?"

Li Yitie was stunned.

Medical treatment can help Mo Qianlan stay in bed for a few more years.

Healing Heart naturally fulfills Mo Qianlan's wish, so that he can have enough energy in this last moment to let Mo Lingfeng rest for a while, take the sword in her hand, and give her a future.

After a while, he replied to Wu Jin: "My medical skills are shallow and I can neither heal the heart nor the body."

Before Wu Jin could speak, he rubbed his hands and said, "Wu Tongxuan, please go back. The internal organs are delicate and are most afraid of the cold."

After that, he stopped walking slowly and strode away. Wu Jin watched his back blend into the night before slowly walking back.

Every step I took, I felt cold, and every step I took, I felt my stomach vibrating and hurting.