I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 3 Pingyang City

Su Hanshan felt his eyes blurred as the scenery around him suddenly changed. He had left his room and appeared on a street.

This street is paved with loess, and the houses on both sides have earthen walls and black tiles. There are wine flags fluttering in the wind, and the shop doors are closed tightly.

I don't know if it was early in the morning or already at night. The sky was dark, the sun couldn't be seen, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

'Time travel again? ! '

Su Hanshan turned his head to look, then looked down at his wrist and touched the small Tai Chi pattern.

When the fingertips of his right hand touched the Tai Chi figure, the touch was not like touching his own skin at all. There was a cool and jade-like feeling, which was fleeting.

Su Hanshan suddenly understood something in his mind. It was very strange. It wasn't like he heard a sound or saw any words, but it was more profound than what he heard and saw. There was no doubt about it.

He knew that he could stay in this place for ten days, he already understood the local Mandarin, and he also knew that he had a great chance of finding what he wanted here.

'What I crave, a cure for my legs? ! '

Su Hanshan's heart was up and down as he stared at the Tai Chi pattern.

It seemed that this was indeed a gold finger. However, when he touched the pattern again, the touch returned was that of normal skin, without the cool and smooth feeling just now, and no new information was obtained.

'No more clues? '

Su Hanshan took a deep breath, looked at the street in front of him, and murmured, "Then bring my wheelchair..."

It is only said that in this city, there is a good chance of healing the legs, but does it mean that there is a miracle doctor here, or is there a strange medicine?

Su Hanshan sat there and thought for a moment. A gust of cold wind blew up and stirred up dust. He coughed twice and quickly waved his sleeves to fan himself.

In the room behind him, someone may have heard his cough, and a young voice came out.

"Who is it? It's so early."

Another older voice sounded: "If you come to the hospital early in the morning, you must have something to do. Don't be nagging, just go and open the door."

Squeak!

The padlock inside the door rang twice, and the old wooden door was opened. Su Hanshan looked back and saw a young man with a towel in his hand standing at the threshold.

It turns out that this is a medical clinic. Could it be that the leg treatment was done here?

When Su Hanshan turned around, the waiter also looked at him.

The people in the martial arts gym are not so particular, and Su Hanshan is not in good health, so he cannot change his clothes too often. He usually wears coarse clothes, which are cold and dirty.

However, the stitching of his clothes was neat and tight, and there were no signs of wear and fading on his cuffs, elbows, shoulders, and knees, and there was not a single slit all over his body.

This is somewhat different from the local people in Pingyang City.

He seems to be a foreigner, so why would he go to a place like Pingyang City to seek medical treatment?
"Ouch, why are you sitting on the ground?"

The waiter bent down to lift Su Hanshan up, but unexpectedly pulled him. His hand felt heavy. Just as he was about to say something else, he was knocked on the head.

"You kid, I've told you so many times that some patients have emergencies and may not be able to move around."

The old man with a thin face and a scarf on his head glared at the waiter angrily and looked at Su Hanshan carefully.

He looked awake, looked good, and was not short of breath.

"Are you going to see a doctor?"

The old gentleman squatted down and took Su Hanshan's pulse, "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

Su Hanshan said: "My legs and feet are not good and I have no feeling."

The old gentleman and the boy all spoke a certain dialect of the motherland in his previous life. If Su Hanshan from the past were to listen to them, they would only feel half-understood.

But now he can not only listen, but also speak. Although he doesn't feel that he has a lot of language knowledge in his mind, he can understand these people's words and speaks very fluently, as if he has an extra instinct.

"Can't you feel your legs and feet?"

The old gentleman looked suspiciously and looked at the empty street, "Where did that guy get here?"

Su Hanshan made up a lie without changing his expression: "My family sent me here. I went to many places to seek medical treatment, but I couldn't find any cure. I didn't bring enough money, so they left me here for now, saying they were looking for a doctor." Borrow some from relatives nearby."

The old gentleman and the waiter looked at each other, wondering what they were thinking. After pondering for a moment, there was already a look of pity on their faces. "You're young...Oh, let's get you in first."

The old gentleman called to the waiter and worked together to carry Su Hanshan into the house.

The interior of the hospital is not paved with bricks, but it seems to have been paved with a layer of gravel, which was compacted very tightly. The place is quite spacious.

In addition to the counter facing the main entrance and the medicinal cabinets covering the entire wall, there are also two benches placed in front of the counter.

There is a door on the right with a curtain hanging down, probably leading to the backyard. There is a square table, a square stool, and a seat in the corner on the left.

That chair was originally used by the old gentleman, the shopkeeper and doctor of this medical clinic. Usually, guests usually sit on the stool when they come.

However, Su Hanshan was sent directly to the chair. People with weak legs and feet can sit more firmly by sitting on a place with a backrest.

Then the old man took a small wooden hammer, hit his knees, pressed his calves, asked him how many years his leg had been broken, and then tried it with a silver needle, performing a series of procedures that Su Hanshan had experienced before.

Unfortunately, Su Hanshan still had no feeling in his legs. He was a little disappointed, thinking that the healing method indicated by the Tai Chi diagram was not in this medical center.

"Don't worry, it will take a while before you know whether acupuncture has any effect."

The old gentleman left the silver needle on Su Hanshan, stood up and said, "Come here so early. You haven't eaten yet. I'll get you some porridge."

He turned around and went to the backyard. The man looked at Su Hanshan for a while and then followed him to the backyard.

"Shopkeeper, is this man abandoned by his family?"

"Freeze said."

"What do you mean by nonsense? Our Pingyang City is surrounded by wilderness. If you go further west, you will find the desert directly outside the Great Wall. Our small medical clinic is the only one in the city. It normally treats diseases. Who has no time to come here from other places? ah."

The guy's voice was actually very low.

But in the past few years, Su Hanshan has regarded practicing as his only sustenance. He is running some mental methods almost all the time. His internal strength naturally enhances his five senses and he can clearly hear their conversation.

The waiter was still talking: "He is a man. He definitely doesn't know how to embroider, and his legs and feet are not good. If there is no one at home, I don't know how he will live in this poor place like ours."

"Hey, looking at his clothes, his family should be pretty good. Let's take a step at a time."

The shopkeeper paused and said, "This person's pulse condition is quite strange. Although his legs and feet are not good, his pulse condition is surprisingly good. If I had closed my eyes, I would have thought he was a strong man as strong as an ox. Let's ask later, if He has a steady hand and good physical strength, so he can stay in our store and help process the medicinal materials."

When Su Hanshan heard this, he leaned back on his chair and started thinking.

The shopkeeper is a kindhearted person, and he really needs this kindness because he has no money.

Before, he lived in a martial arts studio and rarely went out. When he went out occasionally, his second uncle and others would follow him, so there was no need to stuff himself with money.

He has limited mobility. Even if he has some martial arts skills, he cannot wander around the city aimlessly in these ten days. It is necessary to find a place to stay.

Moreover, if you want to find a way to heal your legs in this unfamiliar place, you will have a greater chance of asking a local doctor to help pay attention to relevant news.

Huh, luckily I met some kind people just after I traveled through time.

After a while, the shopkeeper brought out a bowl of porridge.

After Su Hanshan thanked him, he drank the porridge slowly. By the time he finished drinking, it was already dawn and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Just as Su Hanshan was thinking about how to speak and inquire about more local news, he unexpectedly heard some distinctive footsteps.

The footsteps of more than a dozen people came together, and all of them seemed to be quite light and fast. They should be people with some foundation in Qinggong.

Among the dozen or so people, the footsteps of a few people seemed heavy and close. They must be carrying a heavy burden and were in a hurry to move forward quickly.

Such a group of people suddenly stopped when they were still more than ten steps away from the medical center.

Su Hanshan frowned slightly, focused his attention in that direction, and distinguished it carefully.

A feminine voice said: "Pingyang City is the only way for the children of the Yu family to be exiled outside the Great Wall, and it will definitely be the place where the rebels make their last stand. And this medical clinic is the only one in the city. Pavilion, let’s get here first to set up the layout. Once those rebels are injured and come in here to look for medicine, they will be lambs to be slaughtered.”

"The fourth gear is brilliant, I'm going to get rid of the people in the medical center!"

"Stupid! It is said that this is the only medical clinic in the city. The doctor must be a familiar face to these people in the city. If we kill them all, it will only alert the public."

The fourth stall warned, "Go in later, you guys are blocking the door, you! Just find someone who is not too important and wipe their necks to scare the monkeys, that's all."

(End of this chapter)