Lanke Chess Edge

"Daoist Qingsong should rest in peace and recuperate from his illness. In the future, this habit of talking casually must be corrected!"

Ji Yuan was silent for a while, and then said something out of the question.

Taoist Qingsong also nodded quickly, thinking that what he asked just now should be summed up in "talk casually".

"Write it down, write it down, you must pay attention to it in the future, choose the good ones, don't say the bad ones, say what should be said, and don't say what shouldn't be said..."

Daotong Qiwen moved his mouth on the sidelines, but he still didn't speak in the end.

Ji Yuan sighed lightly, Taoist Qingsong's words sound familiar.

"The tea is here!"

The clerk in the medicine hall hurried back again, this time it was Dao Tong Qiwen who took the water bowl and carefully fed his master to drink.

And hearing that the patient had woken up, the old doctor from the outer hall also came in at this time.

Standing by the bed, carefully watching Taoist Qingsong's face, and feeling his pulse again, he can be sure that this person's life is really safe.

"Your illness is really weird. It's like rushing to the heart, but there is a big difference. Your life is saved, but your body may be weak for a year or so. During this period, the medicine will not leave your mouth!"

"It's good if you can save your life, it's good to save your life... Thank you doctor, thank you doctor!"

Daoist Qingsong, who had been calmed down a lot, thanked the doctor again and again. The latter smiled and walked out of the inner hall in a very comfortable mood.

Ji Yuan told the two Taoist priests to have a good rest, and followed the old doctor to the outer hall.

When I got outside, I praised and thanked the doctor again, and then took the initiative to pay the doctor's consultation fee with small silver, and then asked the old doctor to prescribe the medicine.

When the old doctor's two apprentices weighed the silver and the other took the medicine according to the prescription, Ji Yuan also chatted with this doctor with extraordinary medical skills. Apart from talking about Taoist Qingsong's condition, he also talked about matters that Ji Yuan cared about.

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"What? You want to heal your eyes? You have a problem with your eyes?"

This doctor named Qin Zizhou, who is said to be well-known and ninety-three years old, was a little surprised when he heard that Ji Yuan said that his eyes were not good. Got it wrong, now tell him he has bad eyesight?

"Exactly, my eyesight is extremely blurred, so it's very inconvenient to work and rest!"

Originally, Ji Yuan basically pinned his hopes on cultivating immortals for his eye problems, but this old doctor is almost worthy of a miracle doctor among the people, which made him want to see a doctor.

"I haven't noticed it just now, come here, let me take a closer look at your eyes."

So Ji Yuan hurriedly approached the counter, leaned close to the old man, endured the pain and opened his eyes as much as possible, so that the latter could see the bright blue eyes.

The old man stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Ji Yuan's eyes. He paid close attention to the changes in Ji Yuan's eyes, but he seemed to only see the water surface of an ancient well.

"Hiss...Young man, I have practiced medicine for more than 70 years, and I have never seen you like this. Can you really see blurred shadows?"

Ji Yuan frowned and closed his eyes slightly, returning to the half-open state, and did not answer the old doctor's question, but the latter said it bluntly.

"What's wrong with your eyes, you're simply blind!"

Even though there was such speculation long ago, it was only at this moment that Ji Yuan truly confirmed the fact that he was blind.

‘Then think about it, my blurred vision doesn’t come from my eyes, or maybe my eyes are blind in the eyes of ordinary people, but they are not. '

While Ji Yuan was thinking, the old man became interested.

"Come on, young man, since you said that you can see some blurred images, can you let the old man try to prick you a few needles? Don't worry, the eyes are the key to human beings, and the old man will be very careful when injecting needles! "

Ji Yuan didn't hesitate, there was nothing to worry about.

"Okay! Ask the doctor to administer the needle!"

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, took out a set of silver needles that had just been put away from the counter, and then pointed to the chair beside the counter.

"Sit still, lean your head against the back of the chair and face up and don't move."

After Ji Yuan followed suit, the old man stood in front of him holding a silver needle.

Seeing the shining silver needle standing in front of his eyes, Ji Yuan, who didn't feel anything at first, suddenly felt a little stressed.

"I'll try to pierce your acupoint first, and turn my head to the side to expose the ears."

Waiting for Ji Yuan to straighten his posture, the old man held the silver needle and concentrated on piercing it towards Mingmu acupoint. As soon as the needle touched Ji Yuan's leather watch, the old man felt a strange resistance.

The entire silver needle actually started to vibrate at a high frequency, which made the old man's stable needle-kneading skills uncontrollable.

"Om... oh..."

The silver needle disappeared in a flash, rubbed the skin of the old man's fingers, shot upwards with the tail of the needle upwards, and sank a finger deep into the roof beam.

"Hiss..."

Old doctor Qin's slightly trembling right thumb and index finger were already bleeding.

"Doctor Qin, are you okay?"

Already aware that something was wrong, Ji Yuan got up immediately.

"No serious problem, no serious problem...I didn't expect that even a single needle wouldn't go through. Could this be the body-protecting zhenqi of a brilliant warrior?"

As the old man spoke, he looked at his fingers and then at the top of his head.

I'm afraid not!

In fact, Ji Yuan didn't resist at all at first, and even the aura in his body was restrained and stabilized, but at the moment when the silver needle was about to penetrate the acupuncture point, mountains and rivers suddenly changed in his mind, and a black spot flashed in his inner phantom.

By the time Ji Yuan realized it, there had already been a needle flying injury.

"Doctor Qin, let's not try."

"Oh, yes, what a pity!"

Seeing the regretful expression on the old man's face, Ji Yuan also admired it. Perhaps only with this kind of happy attitude towards intractable diseases for more than 70 years can he have his current medical skills.

After chatting with the old man for a few more words, Ji Yuan stopped talking, and returned to the inner hall with the medicine that the apprentice of the pharmacy hall had already packed.

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It was not suitable to move the patients that night, so Doctor Qin stayed overnight in the Daoist Hall, while Ji Yuan went to an inn and took a long time to wash up.

When he came back to the pharmacy the next day, the dirty and sloppy man had a completely new look and became a man of integrity and elegance. He surprised all the shop assistants in the big pharmacy, and only Doctor Qin didn't change his face.

And in another chat, Ji Yuan learned that Doctor Tong from Ning'an County was actually an apprentice of Old Doctor Qin, and was greatly praised by Old Doctor Qin for his talent.

After Ji Yuan said that he was half of Ning'an County, the old man was a little surprised and asked "Little Tong" if he often mentioned him.

Given the situation in Jizhou, the distance between the two places is nearly 200 miles, and it is not easy for seniors in their nineties to see their favorite students.

This question made Ji Yuan very embarrassed. After all, he and Dr. Tong Xian had only been in contact a few times, but as far as Ji Yuan knew, it seemed that Dr. Tong hadn't mentioned his teacher much.

But Ji Yuan could only give a slightly far-fetched answer.

"Of course it is, of course it is..."

What I thought in my heart was, 'Doctor Tong... You have repaid the kindness you saved the little fox back then! '

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This day is already the fifth day of May, and it is impossible for Ji Yuan to really stay here and wait for Taoist Qingsong to recover from his illness. It is estimated that he will not be able to get out of bed for a while, and if he does get out of bed, it is best to rest for a while under the eyes of Doctor Qin suitable.

So what Ji Yuan can do is to help the master and apprentice settle down as much as possible, carefully transfer Taoist Qingsong to the inn, and take a few small pieces from his ingot of gold, knead them into a dozen small gold beans and give them to Qi Wen, and leave A little bit of broken silver can be regarded as saving both the master and the apprentice from worrying about board, lodging and medical expenses.

Before leaving, Ji Yuan solemnly instructed Qi Wen to let him stare at Taoist Qingsong. It would be best not to tell fortunes for others in this life. marriage lottery.

Although Qi Wen firmly and solemnly agreed, and Taoist Qingsong himself fully assured him, Ji Yuan had no idea how much effect it would have.

Ji Yuan also thought about whether he would be able to help this Qingsong Taoist make up for his life in the future, so he asked Du Yunguan's position, but he had to not kill himself before that.

And until they parted, both parties agreed tacitly and didn't mention any identity issues. As for fortune-telling skills, it's not that they haven't thought about learning and trying, but firstly, they don't care about it, and secondly, this skill is dispensable. It seems a little too dangerous, so let's put it aside, maybe there will be calculations in the method of cultivating immortals.