Princess, please respect yourself!

Chapter 229
Luo Xing went home and quickly took out the medicine box for diagnosis and treatment, which he later specially built for himself. Even if he occasionally needs to be a guest doctor, he still has to look decent.

This is called "professional".

People like Liu Zhimei who had already taken the "Nine Turns Resurrection Pill" vomited blood, but they probably wouldn't die for a while.

If she died before others arrived, then she couldn't blame herself, it could only mean that she was destined not to survive.

Zhuo Mu's heart was obviously in a hurry, and he almost galloped along the way, but this was the street in Luojing, full of people.

It's a little careless, and it's not a small matter to meet people, but Chen Zhuang, Duke Cheng, shouldn't care.

It's enough to pay for the collision and injury, so why not let the Chengguo government pay for his life?

The carriage drove all the way directly in front of the small red building in Duke Cheng's mansion.

"Captain Luo, please hurry up." Zhuo Mu opened the door of the carriage, and cupped his hands at Luo Xing who was inside. Mrs. Liu was in danger, how could he not be in a hurry.

"Mr. Zhuo, you are not driving a car, you are simply racing." Luo Xing got out of the car, and he had a lot of bumps along the way just now.

"You save Madam first, and Zhuo will make amends to you later." Zhuo Mu hurriedly said with a smile on his face.

Luo Xing also knew that it was important to save people, so he immediately jumped out of the carriage with the medicine box in hand: "Lead the way ahead."

Familiar room.

Luo Xing was brought into it.

Inside the tent, a person was sitting sideways on the bed, and a person could be seen lying on the bed, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat depressing.

"My lord, Captain Luo is here."

Shen Zhuang naturally heard it, and got up quickly. He was extremely proud in his life, even Emperor Yongxi never let him bow his head.

But this time, he came to Luo Xing and bowed deeply to the end: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Shen has offended me so much before, please ask Mr. Luo to save my sister again with a wonderful hand. Mr. Shen is very grateful."

"I have no enmity with Mr. Shen, not to mention saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since I'm here, I will try my best." Who can say beautiful words, anyway, he didn't come to Shen's residence because of this.

Weakness is the original sin.

Who would let him beat Shen Zhuang now, not to mention that he has a good impression of Liu Zhimei, so he won't blame others because of this.

If you insist on making an enemy for yourself for the sake of a fight of will, then you have a brain hole.

"Mr. Shen, my secret method is involved in the diagnosis and treatment process. Please go out with Mrs. Liu's maid." Luo Xing said.

"Okay." This request was not too much, Shen Zhuang agreed, and immediately waved his hand, signaling all the maids in the house to go out.

"Captain Luo, is there anything else that needs to be prepared?"

"Warm water that has cooled after boiling, you can put your hands in it without feeling hot, and cook some porridge. I will give you a prescription and add some herbs." Luo Xing said, he had treated Liu Zhimei, and he felt I am still sure, there is no problem with warming and tonic medicinal porridge.

"Okay, let's cook right away." Shen Zhuang agreed in one gulp.

Luo Xing casually wrote a warming and tonic prescription on a piece of paper, and then handed it to Shen Zhuang: "Let me taste the porridge first."

"Understood." Shen Zhuang nodded.

Shen Zhuang also went out afterward, Luo Xing closed the door, and then came to the tent vines and hung them up with golden hooks.

A sick face came into view.

Compared with the last time Luo Xing was diagnosed and treated, Liu Zhimei at this time can be described as skinny.

This appearance must have been a big blow to Liu Zhimei, who was once a well-known talented and beautiful woman in Luo Jing.

Therefore, she didn't want her face to appear in front of people, so she ordered people to hang down the tent.

"Mr. Luo, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

"I'm a little ashamed when you say that. It's the job of a doctor to cure diseases and save lives." Luo Xing said hastily, "Your illness has been going on for a long time. This illness comes like a mountain, and it goes like a thread. You should cultivate your talents well." OK."

"Don't lie to me, I took the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, but it has no effect at all, except to live again and suffer a crime." Liu Zhimei said slowly, "Mr. Luo, I beg you for one thing." Son."

"You say?"

"In the drawer of my dressing table, there is a partition. There are two letters in it. One is for Her Royal Highness Princess Liuli, and the other is for Ah Zhuang. Please pass it on to me when the time comes."

"You can give them both letters yourself?"

"I know I won't live long. I might fall asleep and I won't be able to wake up. At that time, I didn't say something that should be said. I was afraid of leaving regrets, so I wrote two letters and stayed. I know Ah Zhuang will not let anyone tamper with the things in my room, let alone himself, so I ask you to do this." Liu Zhimei explained.

"Mrs. Liu, you don't have to be so pessimistic. I haven't shown it to you yet. Why do you think you're going to die?" Luo Xing said.

"Mr. Luo, you don't need to comfort me, I know my body myself." Liu Zhimei said.

"Mrs. Liu, if patients can know their physical conditions better than doctors, what do we doctors need?" Luo Xing said slightly, "Mrs. Liu, everything should be positive and not too pessimistic."

As Luo Xing said, he reached out and turned over Liu Zhimei's wrist, catching her pulse.

Liu Zhimei's health is indeed bad, but it's not that bad, although she seems to be in poor condition.

But the life of the "Nine Turns Resurrection Pill" was continued, but her body was too weak to provide backup for the virus in her body.

This is like a confrontation between two armies. One side is obviously capable of winning, but there is no food and no weapons.

It can last for a while, but it cannot last forever. If enough food and weapons are given, the situation will be different.

Liu Zhimei's body is like this, as long as she can give her enough support, she can overcome the illness by herself.

The treatment of "consumption" is this way of thinking.

Food and grass are enough nutrition, if nutrition cannot keep up with the consumption of tuberculosis, the weapon is antibiotics, the two prongs will naturally solve the problem.

There is another factor in Liu Zhimei's tuberculosis, that is, she was poisoned. If he hadn't got the fragmented copy of "The Handbook of the Green Bag", he probably wouldn't know about it either.

In Liu Zhimei's garden, there is actually a kind of purple yellow pistil, a small flower with only four petals.

This flower is called "heavy purple" because the petals are double-layered and mainly purple.

This flower is beautiful and has a long flowering period, but the growth environment is very harsh, and it must survive at a room temperature of 15 to 20 degrees.

Its pollen is slightly poisonous, which can slightly paralyze people's nerves and give people a hallucinogenic feeling.

To put it simply, it is to make people happy physically and mentally, but it will not endanger life, but if it lasts for a long time.

People's thinking will be affected.

This poison can also invade the lungs, and people with poor health and weak resistance may cause "consumption".

But it would take years and years to do it. He didn't know how Su Xiaoye knew or observed this phenomenon.

Because this world has not evolved to the realm of microscopic particles.

Many medical advances can only be driven by observation or personal practice. To put it bluntly, it is still the category of empirical medicine.

Whether this flower was raised by Liu Zhimei himself or given by someone else is hard for him to say, but if this flower continues to grow in the garden, then Liu Zhimei will have problems again sooner or later.

"Mrs. Liu, I will give you the needle first, so you can sleep." Luo Xing let go of his wrist and took out a silver needle and said.

"En." Liu Zhimei closed her eyes, she completely trusted Luo Xing.

Luo Xing stabbed it with a needle, and Liu Zhimei fell into a coma soon.

For Luo Xing, the preparation of antibiotics is still quite difficult, at least for now he does not have the conditions.

We can only use the method of traditional Chinese medicine to strengthen the foundation and build up the vitality first, and gradually improve the body's resistance. Although this method is slow, it is also the most suitable for the patient. Serious illness does not require strong medicine, and sometimes it needs to be taken slowly.

Luo Xing first used his water and wood zhenqi to guide and repair Liu Zhimei, and at the same time stimulate the remaining medicinal power of the "Nine Turns Resurrection Pill" in her body. He didn't know the mechanism of action of this medicine, but He could feel that the medicinal power of this elixir was still very powerful and domineering.

Because of the dominance of this "elixir", Liu Zhimei's long-sick body could hardly bear the impact it brought.

The "Nine Turns Resurrection Pill" is usually used to seriously injure people who are dying, so it has a strong repairing ability, but Liu Zhimei's body is already riddled with holes, and the medicinal power is too strong, so the result is naturally counterproductive.

However, it was still effective, after all, it brought back a dead man.

Luo Xing used "Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles" to guide its medicinal power to slowly recover, so that it would not cause more damage to Liu Zhimei.

An hour later.

Luo Xing stopped applying the needles and heaved a sigh of relief.

Such a high-intensity treatment that consumes true energy is not a small burden for him, but fortunately it is completed.

It was getting dark outside at this time.

On Xiaohonglou, no one approached, and even the daily lighting stopped, except Liu Zhimei's room was lit.

The whole building was almost pitch black.

This is extremely rare in the Shen residence.

Shen Zhuang has been standing downstairs for an hour, barely moving, his head has been looking in the direction of Liu Zhimei's room on the second floor.

The upstairs door finally opened.

Shen Zhuang flew straight into the sky and landed in front of Luo Xing, and asked eagerly, "Mr. Luo, how are you doing?"

"Fortunately not humiliated."

"Okay, okay, great..." Shen Zhuang burst into tears with excitement. When his son Shen Zhiyuan died, he only had red eyes and never cried. But when he heard the news that Liu Zhimei had come back to life, he unexpectedly I cried with excitement.

I am afraid that only true love can do it.

"Grandpa Shen, there is actually one thing that I haven't said all this time." Luo Xing said slowly.

"What's the matter?"

"Grandpa Shen, follow me." Luo Xing took Shenzhuang to the blooming flower garden downstairs, pointed to the bunch of small purple flowers, and said, "Grandpa, does Mrs. Liu like these little purple flowers very much?" ?”

"Yes, it's called Chongzi, and the conditions for its growth and flowering are very harsh. In the entire Luojing, only we have the conditions to feed them. Zhimei likes them very much. What's wrong?"

"The pollen of this flower is poisonous, inhaling a small amount is not fatal, and it is not harmful, but if it is inhaled for a long time, the problem will be serious. Mrs. Liu's health is not good, and the problem will be more serious if inhaled. Grandpa recalled Wait, is it not long after planting this kind of flower that Mrs. Liu's health is getting worse and worse, and she was diagnosed with 'consumption'." Luo Xing said slowly.

"This..." For a master like Shen Zhuang, how can he have a bad memory, after a little recollection, his face immediately changed.

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