hairpin flower support temple Chang'an step

Chapter 82
The young woman was overjoyed when she heard the words: "Are you serious? My son is just sick, not bewitched?"

Pity this crazy mother.After several days of torment, someone finally told her that her child was just sick. This was like lighting a bright light on her dark road ahead, making her seem to see hope in an instant .

The middle-aged servants on both sides are more sober.A person quickly grabbed her: "Lady, this person's identity is unknown. He climbed up the wall to peep at us in broad daylight. It's not a good person at first glance. Who knows what her purpose is? Maybe she is another person who is trying to opportunistically. Let's still Be careful."

When the young woman heard this, she stopped walking.

Hongdou was not happy upon hearing this. "My wife kindly pointed out the direction for you. If you don't believe her, it's fine. What's the matter with scolding her? Do you think we deliberately want to curry favor with you? We don't even know your identities! Besides, my wife is still Is there any need to curry favor with you? She is about to marry into the Cui family as a new wife, maybe you will have to curry favor with her in turn!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the two middle-aged servants flashed.The young woman's face also immediately burst into light: "Dare to ask, is the little lady the sixth lady of the Mu family in the west of the city?"

Hongdou was furious and didn't respond, and Mu Jiaojiao just smiled and didn't speak.The little bhikkhu on the side hurriedly said: "By the way, I remembered! The people who are next to you, Madam, are indeed the family members of the Mu family, the richest man in Chang'an."

The young woman and the middle-aged maid immediately seemed to be grasping at straws.The young woman came forward in a hurry: "I also ask Mrs. Mu to save my son's life!"

The two middle-aged servants also hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "Women are shapeless, and they have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade, and please don't see us like us. I beg you to save my little man. If there is any dissatisfaction with Mrs. Mu, That's all our fault, it has nothing to do with my little man."

Hong Dou curled his mouth and snorted displeasedly.

Mu Jiaojiao patted her on the top of her head lightly, and Hong Dou quickly put on a bright smile: "Why are you two ladies so polite? It was just a misunderstanding just now. Now that we've talked about it, it's okay. However, Since you are going to invite my wife to see a doctor for your little man, please open the courtyard door and send two more people to invite my wife!"

"Yes yes yes, let's invite them right away!" Unexpectedly, they agreed so readily, the middle-aged servant woman hurriedly agreed, and rushed out of the yard to this side.

Mu Jiaojiao also helped Hongdou's hands get off the ladder.As soon as the two feet landed on the ground, the girl outside also came to report: "Lady, there are two servants outside, who say they are family members of Duke E's mansion, and now I am here to invite you to treat the illness of their little man."

"So it's a descendant of General Yuchi, Duke of E State? It seems that it was indeed our Meng Lang just now." Knowing the other party's identity, Mu Jiaojiao was startled at first, and finally understood why the other party was so defensive just now.

In the decades since the founding of the country, the only ones whose reputation has not regressed among the founding nobles are the descendants of Chi Jingde, Duke of E.How many people who are determined to take the road of generals have not tried their best to climb into Wei Chi's house?And seeing a doctor, a method that can show one's own ability and bring the relationship closer to the other party, is naturally the first choice.

Hongdou also stuck out her tongue in fright. "My lady, what should I do? The servant girl was so disrespectful to them just now, will they seize this opportunity to beat me?"

"It's fine. As long as I cure his young man's illness, they can only be grateful to us, who cares about the little friction before?" Mu Jiaojiao smiled lightly, and ordered the girl to let her go.

Soon their master and servant entered the next yard under the leadership of the middle-aged servant.At this time, the tears in the young woman's eyes had disappeared, replaced by hope.

Mu Jiaojiao's deeds have spread all over the streets and alleys of Chang'an City these days, and she is familiar with them.If someone else said it, she might not believe it.But since it is the Bolingcui family who are promoting her superb medical skills everywhere, then she cannot tolerate disbelief.What's more, just because of her dose of medicine, the Cui family was willing to lower their status and marry her as a daughter-in-law, which is enough to show how powerful her medical skills are-this is a woman that even the Cui family wants to firmly grasp. Talent in the palm of your hand!
In terms of status, although Yuchi's family is the founding honor of the country, it is still far behind the family of five surnames that has been famous for hundreds of years.

The young woman is not a short-sighted person like Gong Shi.She came from an extraordinary background, and was taught by her parents and sisters since she was a child. She has seen many young talents, so she has no doubts about Mu Jiaojiao who is young but has excellent medical skills.

Now that Mu Jiaojiao came, she took the initiative to go forward and salute, and then invited Mu Jiaojiao to feel the child's pulse.

Mu Jiaojiao gave the child his left hand, then changed his right hand, opened his eyelids to look, then let go of his hand: "I'm right, he is indeed sick. The child is frightened and febrile, and his internal organs are sick, isn't it?" What's wrong with it, just take three Xiegan Pills and it will be fine."

"The child is frightened and hot. The poor monk remembers that the symptoms are intense heat in the body, ecstasy and convulsions, and epilepsy. But Mr. Yuchi Xiaolang's symptoms are not consistent with it." Master Jutong said after hearing the words .

Mu Jiaojiao smiled: "It is indeed a little different. I just don't know if the master has ever heard a saying-it is better to have no books than to believe in books? There are many mysteries in the human body. As long as there are slight differences in the physical conditions of different people, under different diseases It will also give feedback on different conditions. The liver is the organ of wind and wood, and wind and wood vibrate more, so liver disease is prone to shock. However, the occurrence of shock is closely related to the state of heart qi. People with heart qi deficiency are prone to shock. The liver governs shock, and The liver governs the eyes, so this young gentleman will have the symptoms of looking directly at the eyes after being frightened. The inability to speak and eat is also caused by the internal heat of the heart and liver and the liver meridian. The liver is an organ for detoxification. Hot and hot, unable to detox normally, people have no desire to talk and eat. If I guess correctly, the reason why Mr. Xiaolang got this disease is because the ground dragon in the room was too hot, and he was inadvertently frightened, and the heat evil entered His body, that's why it happened. And it must have been a majestic elder who frightened him at that time, that's why his symptoms flared up so violently."

Hearing her speak clearly and logically, Master Jutong couldn't help but brighten his eyes: "Ms. Mu is right. Sure enough, the poor monk still has little knowledge, and let the young lady see a joke."

"Master's words are serious. You are a Buddhist cultivator, and you are devoted to the study of Buddhism, but you are not proficient in medicine. There is a way to specialize in surgery. In terms of Buddhism, my little girl would never dare to fight an ax in front of you." Mu Jiaojiao hastily He replied, "Besides, thanks to your chanting sutras for Mr. Xiao Lang just now, which made him feel at peace, I was able to treat him conveniently, accurately and quickly."

Master Jutong hurriedly recited the Buddha's name again, not daring to say anything, so he backed away: "Since Mrs. Mu has seen the cause of the disease, please quickly treat Mr. Yuchi Xiaolang! The sickness lies in the child's heart, and the pain lies in the mother. My heart must have been broken by Mrs. Yuchi now."

Mu Jiaojiao nodded, turned back to the young woman and said, "Put the child on the stone table and make it flat for him."

The young woman responded quickly, and quickly spread the child out on the stone table in the yard.

Mu Jiaojiao pulled out a pure gold hairpin from her head.Gently twisting it with one hand, the hairpin made a crisp ding and split into two pieces again.Mu Jiaojiao pulled out one of them, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a five-inch-long sharp gold needle.

The golden needles were pierced into the child's Renzhong, Hegu, Neiguan and other acupoints one by one, and after about half a cup of tea, everyone saw the child's bewildered eyeballs start to roll.When Mu Jiaojiao finished acupuncture on the last acupuncture point and pulled out the golden needle, the child's tightly closed mouth opened slightly, and he called out weakly to the young woman, "Aniang."

"My son!"

The young woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly cried out and stepped forward to hug the child into her arms. "My son, you're all right! These days, I'm really scaring my mother to death!"

The mother and son were intimacy for a long time, and the young woman remembered to hold the child to thank Mu Jiaojiao, and insisted on asking the child to salute Mu Jiaojiao.This little child was really obedient, he stood upright modestly, and bowed his hands to Mu Jiaojiao respectfully, quite a bit of everyone's demeanor.

Mu Jiaojiao also quickly returned the gift, and said to the young woman: "The child is weak now, it is better not to let him stand up. Or sit or lie down, let him take a good rest. Besides, his illness is not fully recovered yet!"

After finishing speaking, she asked the little monk again: "Is there a pen, ink, paper and inkstone here?"

"There are some, I'm going to fetch them for the benefactor!"

The little monk quickly brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Mu Jiaojiao wrote a prescription for Xiegan Wan and handed it over: "There should be medicinal materials in the temple, right? Make three medicines according to the prescription and give it to Mr. Xiaolang." That's it."

A middle-aged servant woman quickly took the prescription, folded it carefully and put it close to her body: "I will accompany the little master to make medicine for my little man!"

Now that the child's condition has been relieved, everyone is relieved.The young woman hugged her son, who had finally returned to normal, and couldn't help but feel warm again.The little child snuggled up in his mother's arms, didn't say a few words but closed his eyes slightly, and didn't pay much attention to her.

Seeing this, the young woman's cheeks turned pale again: "Miss Mu, come and take a look, what's wrong with my son?"

Mu Jiaojiao opened the child's eyelids to have a look: "It's okay. The child is tired and hungry. Let him sleep for a while, and ask someone to prepare some food. He is in good health. After sleeping and eating, he will eat again." Two pills, and it will be alive and well in no time."

"I see." The young woman quickly breathed a sigh of relief, "Ms. Mu is making a joke. It's the child's symptoms these days that have frightened me, and I can no longer stand any stimulation."

Mu Jiaojiao nodded with a smile. "I understand, it's okay."

Master Jutong watched from the side and knew that the matter had been settled.He also let out a long breath, and chanted the Buddha's name again: "Since Mr. Xiaolang has been healed by a famous doctor, the poor monk is at ease. Mrs. Yuchi, please take Mr. Xiaolang to rest here for a while. This poor monk is called Come cook some food for Mr. Xiao Lang in the kitchen."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mu Jiaojiao again: "Dare to ask Mrs. Mu, what should I pay attention to when eating?"

"The child hasn't eaten well for a few days, so don't feed him too much rashly. Give him a bowl of vegetable soup to raise his stomach, and then cook some light meals."

"The poor monk understands, and the poor monk will ask people to prepare." Master Jutong said and left.

But Mu Jiaojiao couldn't help calling out to him. "Master wait a minute!"

Master Jutong hurriedly turned his head: "Ms. Mu, what else do you want to tell me?"

The young woman and the others also opened their eyes wide, looking at Mu Jiaojiao without blinking, pricking up their ears in case they missed any of her words.

Under the gaze of many people, Mu Jiaojiao said solemnly: "I heard that the plain noodles in your temple are very good."

Master Jutong was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"This is easy! Since Madam Mu wanted to eat it, the poor monk asked someone to make it and bring it over, and asked Madam Mu to wait for a while. A bowl of plain noodles is the gift that the poor monk received from Madam Mu for her advice today!"

(End of this chapter)