White tea legend

Chapter 159 Female Disciple
Three people in a carriage quickly returned to Lu Yu Thatched Cottage.

Several patients were already waiting in front of the thatched cottage.

Finally, the longed-for White Snake is back, and the patients and their families are beaming with joy.

Xuanfeng opened the door of the thatched cottage and welcomed everyone in. White Lady asked Xiaoqing: "Prepare fresh tea for the patients and their families, and pour out the previous day's tea."

At the entrance of Cao Rentang, the shopkeeper and the waiter stretched their necks and looked at Lu Yucaotang. After a while, they saw Xiaoqing coming out with the urn in her arms and pouring the tea into the ditch.

Both of them looked bad. Was it discovered that they had been drugged?

……

Another day of curfew drums spread throughout Chang'an City. Shopkeeper Xuanfeng was about to close the store, but someone broke in from outside the door. This time it was two people, one master and one servant.

The servant was carrying his husband on his back, with a worried look on his face: "Doctor, save my husband."

So, shopkeeper Xuanfeng calmly closed the door and led the master and servant to the wooden couch where the patient lay.

Xiao Qing held up the oil lamp and led White Lady over to check the husband's condition. The light shone on the husband's face, and Xiao Qing cried out: "Sister, it's the husband!"

Xuanfeng glared at Xiaoqing angrily.

Xiaoqing pouted and held up the lamp obediently, not daring to say anything more.

This dead parrot will peck people if it makes him angry.

That foul mouth is so tough!
Mu Bai wiped his tears and said while crying: "My husband has always been in good health, but for some reason, he suddenly fell ill after only half a day."

Xuanfeng glanced at Mu Bai, then at Xiaoqing, and said in his heart: Why? Because of this damn snake!

"Your husband's coma is due to the imbalance of qi and blood, loss of mind and spirit, coupled with internal injuries to the seven emotions, excessive worry, stagnation of heart qi, poor circulation of qi and blood, and lack of support for the gods, which leads to coma."

Mu Bai didn't understand, he just wanted to be treated quickly so that his husband could wake up soon.

"The treatment method should be based on harmonizing Qi and blood. First, it is advisable to use herbs that soothe the liver and relieve stagnation, such as Bupleurum, Yujin, Cyperus rotunda, etc., to soothe the liver and regulate Qi and relieve heart Qi stagnation. Secondly, use Qi-enhancing and nourishing blood Products such as ginseng, astragalus, angelica root, rehmannia glutinosa, etc. can be used to replenish qi and blood and nourish the mind. In addition, it can also be combined with medicines that calm the mind and calm the mind, such as dragon bone, oyster, polygala root, jujube kernel, etc., to calm the mind, calm the mind, and restore health. Clear mind.

In addition to drug treatment, attention should also be paid to recuperating the body and mind, and comprehensive treatment can be used to reconcile qi and blood, relieve stagnation, and restore clarity of mind. "

"I've written it all down," Xiao Qing said crisply.

He remembered it faster than Xuanfeng, and Xuanfeng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

At midnight, the moonlight was hazy and silent.

Xiaoqing was alone in the corridor, brewing medicine.

Her fingers lightly brushed over the medicine jar. The medicinal materials in the medicine jar were churning in the steam, emitting bursts of bitter smell. This smell filled the night air, forming a sharp contrast with the silence of the night.

"It's so pitiful that Mr. Lang has to drink such a bitter medicine."

Xiao Qing sighed.

"In the middle of the night, stay up late and don't be a nymphomaniac."

Xuanfeng's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Xiaoqing was startled.

"Elusive."

Xiao Qing snorted while fanning the fire.

"I am a god and you are a ghost."

Xuanfeng's mouth was really tough.

"I'm not a ghost either, I'm a snake! A snake!"

"You killed so many innocent people in Beitian Courtyard. You should have died a long time ago. It was the Buddha who let you live, otherwise you would have become a ghost by now!"

"Buddha lets me go, then I'm still alive, then I'm not a ghost, and I'm a human now!" "What kind of person? Just a snake spirit."

The two black figures lying on the wall of the courtyard were as shocked as if they had been struck by lightning, scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

The shopkeeper and the waiter quietly slipped down from the wall and ran away on tiptoe, fearing that they would be late and turn into two lumps of fat in the belly of the snake spirit.

They just wanted to do something bad against the wall, but they didn't expect to hear such a shocking secret.

I don’t know if I am about to get angry or suffer some disaster.

……

Xiaoqing walked into the front yard of the thatched cottage carrying the prepared medicine. Xie Langjun was lying on the bed, accompanied by Mu Bai.

Looking at Lang Jun on the sickbed, Xiaoqing felt a little sad: Where did the Buddha let her live, it was clearly Lang Jun who saved her life.

If Lang Jun hadn't carried her out of the execution ground, this snake would have been wiped out by now.

"It's time for Mr. Lang to take medicine." Xiao Qing said to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai wanted to take the medicine, but Xiaoqing wanted to give the medicine himself, so he made an excuse and said: "I am from the thatched cottage, I am a professional, I will give the medicine, and Lang Jun will recover quickly."

So, Mu Bai stood up and gave Xiao Qing his seat in front of the hospital bed.

Xie Langjun was lying on the bed, his face pale and his breathing weak. His body was wrapped in a thick quilt, but he was still shaking. Xiaoqing gently sat on the edge of the bed, placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table, and then carefully raised Xie Langjun's head.

She gently touched Xie Langjun's forehead and whispered softly: "Langjun, you must be strong and get better."

Xiaoqing picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of medicine with a spoon, and blew it gently to let the medicine cool down slightly. Then, she carefully brought the medicine to Xie Langjun's mouth and slowly poured it into his mouth.

Xie Langjun's lips moved slightly, as if he was trying to swallow. Xiaoqing's heart clenched tightly, and her hand gently touched Xie Langjun's throat to help him swallow the medicine.

Spoon after spoon, Xiaoqing carefully fed Xie Langjun the medicine. There were fine beads of sweat on her forehead, but she did not stop to wipe it, but continued to take care of Xie Langjun intently.

There were less and less medicine in the medicine bowl, and Xiaoqing gradually relaxed. She knew that after Xie Langjun drank the medicine, his condition would definitely improve.

Xiaoqing put the empty medicine bowl back on the bedside table, and then gently put down Xie Langjun's head. She gently touched Xie Langjun's face with her hand, her eyes full of concern and expectation.

On the side, Mu Bai was dumbfounded.

How could this young lady take advantage of her husband's illness and coma to be frivolous?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Xiaoqing came back to her senses, stood up from the bed, and explained in a panic: "I am...I am...treating Mr. Lang..."

Seeing Mu Bai looking at him in disbelief, his eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

Xiao Qing gave up and blew out a wisp of white smoke at Mu Bai. When Mu Bai smelled the white smoke, he closed his eyes, his feet went weak, and he collapsed to the ground and passed out.

Looking at Xie Langjun who was still unconscious after drinking medicine on the hospital bed, and then looking at the thatched cottage, Xuanfeng and Bai Niangzi were not there, Xiao Qing was heartbroken and started to cast spells on Xie Langjun.

Xiaoqing stood beside Xie Langjun's bed, making seals with her hands and mumbling something. Her brows were furrowed and her face was solemn. Mysterious rays of light poured out from her palms and slowly enveloped Xie Langjun's body.

Xie Langjun, who was in a coma, seemed to feel this mysterious power. His brows wrinkled slightly, and a look of pain appeared at the corner of his mouth. When Xiao Qing saw this, his heart tightened and he focused more on casting spells.

As Xiaoqing's magic deepened, Xie Langjun's body began to change. His breathing gradually stabilized, and his face turned from pale to rosy. Xiao Qing was secretly happy when she saw this scene, knowing that her spell worked.

Finally, under Xiaoqing's careful casting, Xie Langjun's eyes slowly opened. He looked at Xiaoqing confusedly, as if still immersed in the shadow of coma.

Xiaoqing felt happy when she saw Xie Langjun woke up, "Langjun, you are finally awake!"

Xie Langjun looked intently at the lady in green dress in front of him, and suddenly remembered who she was: "A female disciple!"

He couldn't take a breath and passed out again.