As time passed, Fang Bei's expression gradually became heavy from the seriousness at the beginning, his brows slowly gathered together, and finally almost completely twisted into a rope.

"How is it? Fang Bei, do you see any clues?" Mo Tenglong, as a bystander, was not much less nervous than Mo Laoqi. You must know that Mo Laoqi is only a few months longer than him, if Mo Laoqi has no hope of being cured, then that is to say, it will soon be his turn to be the village head.

"Hmm...... So-so, right...... Don't, don't worry. Fang Bei was hesitant and casually perfunctory. On the surface, he seems to have everything under control, but deep down, he is already so panicked that he is wiping sweat again and again.

"What kind of weird disease is this?" Fang Bei couldn't help but start muttering in his heart, according to his observations, Mo Laoqi's pulse was very weird. Sometimes it is normal and there is no sign of it, and sometimes it becomes very weak, which is a characteristic of physical weakness. In addition, judging from Mo Laoqi's appearance and temperament, this guy is clearly strong and strong, not to mention that he is as strong as a cow, but it is not much different.

The fact that a person's pulse can show two diametrically opposed signs in a short period of time really makes Fang Bei feel extremely headache. Whether it is his many years of experience in diagnosing the pulse, or looking at the various medical books he has read, it seems that he cannot find any symptoms similar to it, and it is even more impossible to say that it is exactly the same.

"Uncle Seven, have you ever felt weak and weak in your limbs recently?" Fang Bei had to ask Mo Lao Qi for confirmation.

Mo Laoqi rarely recalled seriously for a while, and then replied very cautiously: "Fang Bei, I can be 100% sure, absolutely not! I eat three meals a day, chop wood and carry water, go to bed early and get up early......

"Okay, okay, I understand. In short, you are all right. Fang Bei hurriedly stopped Mo Laoqi from continuing to chatter, he was not the slightest interested in Mo Laoqi's daily life, not to mention that what Mo Laoqi said was some daily trivial events, and there was almost no nutrition at all.

Fang Bei fell into deep thought again, and he quickly made a bold assumption - maybe Mo Laoqi's pulse would be so weird, it was because the terminal illness had not yet occurred, and it was still in the incubation period. But as Mo Laoqi got closer and closer to the limit day by day, his pulse began to change, which was a sign of a terminal illness.

From this aspect alone, Mo Tenglong's pulse is very normal, and he can't see anything strange. And this is also one of the arguments for Fang Bei's bold assumptions.

Fang Bei suddenly raised his head and said to two middle-aged and elderly men of the same age. "That's all for today, I'm going to go back and study before I can draw conclusions. ”

"But...... Fang Bei, don't you know the Supreme Method, why don't you use it?" Mo Lao Qi was puzzled, he regarded the message left by the old Chinese medicine doctor as a golden rule, and firmly believed that as long as he had the Supreme Method, he would definitely be able to break the curse.

"Ahem, what is this......" Fang Bei's eyes rolled, and he thought of an excuse. "Uncle Mo, don't worry. Of course, the Supreme Magic Method is effective, but the time has not yet come, and it cannot be activated yet. Besides, I seem like I'm the doctor, right? I know a lot more about this than you do. ”

"That's it, Brother Seven. Don't worry, don't fool you? Give him a moment to think about it. Of course, Mo Tenglong was on Fang Bei's side and helped Fang Bei speak.

Seeing that both of them said so, Mo Laoqi stopped pursuing it and sent the two out of his home immediately. Fang Bei touched his chin and frowned, what to do next, he was at a loss.

"Farewell, Uncle Mo. So you're here!" On the way back, the two happened to meet Song Xinxin who was going out, and it was obvious that Song Xinxin was lonely and bored, so she came out to find something else.

"You young people, I still have something to do, let's go first. Mo Tenglong smiled honestly and asked Fang Bei to be alone with Song Xinxin.

Fang Bei asked Song Xinxin: "Why are you alone?"

"Why do you only know how to care about Mo Ying, why don't you care about me?" Song Xinxin clasped her hands together and pursed her lips.

Fang Bei smiled helplessly, and then said, "Aren't you good? Don't make a fuss, tell me where Mo Ying is? I have something to ask her. ”

"She seems to have gone to work in the fields with her mother and her brother. Song Xinxin blurted out, "Hey, what are you going to ask her? Is it about the curse of this village?"

"That's right, there are some details that I can't discuss with Uncle Mo. And after all, life is unfamiliar here, except for Mo Ying, I really can't find anyone else to help. Don't spread your palms and reveal your troubles.

"Anyway, we don't know where Mo Ying's field is, so...... Why don't we take this rare opportunity to take a walk around by ourselves and learn about the customs here. Song Xinxin folded her hands and deliberately put on a cute appearance.

Of course, Fang Bei understood another meaning of Song Xinxin, she was afraid that the three of them were usually together, and she couldn't find the opportunity to be alone with Fang Bei. Why not take advantage of this beautiful day to talk about poetry and poetry and philosophy of life?

"Okay, let's take a look around the village. Fang Bei thought of the origin of the name of Xishui Village, and immediately yearned for it, and invited Song Xinxin to go with him.

The two passed through the village and met only a few strange villagers. Song Xinxin sighed: "It seems that everyone has gone out to work, and even the group of little ghosts yesterday have disappeared." ”

"Of course, do you think that everyone is like you, the eldest lady, idle, eating and having fun every day, and it is beautiful?" Fang Bei didn't give Song Xinxin face.

Song Xinxin took a deep breath, sneered at each other, and said, "Are you embarrassed to talk about me? Aren't you the same as me? You don't seem qualified to say these things to me, right?"

"What do you mean I'm just like you? Don't you forget? I'm your bodyguard and doctor, and I'm already working with you. Don't refuse to retreat, solemnly emphasized.

Song Xinxin glared at Fang Bei, suddenly smiled, and asked rhetorically: "So when you are with me, do you only have the feeling of coping with work? Or do you have personal feelings?"

Fang Bei's face turned red, but soon, he became calm again, smiling and silent. Song Xinxin didn't give up, and chased after Fang before she got the answer she wanted.

While laughing and playing, the pair unconsciously came to the edge of the village. Sure enough, I saw a crystal clear and continuous stream. However, although it is called a small stream, it looks more like a small river.

"I don't know where the source of this stream is?" Fang Bei looked into the distance, and saw the mountains and forests in the distance, where the stream flowed out, of course, needless to say, he also knew. It is far from the source of the stream, and it is estimated that even if you pass through a few mountains, you may not be able to find the source.

"Although the water of this stream is clean, is there really no problem with drinking it directly?" "How can the daughter of a rich family who grew up in the city know the common sense that everyone in the small village knows?

Don't answer seriously. "Xishui Village is remote and far from the city, so it is not polluted. So the water here must be very clean, and there is no big problem with drinking it directly. But ......"

"But what?" Song Xinxin asked subconsciously.

Fang Bei smiled, and then replied. "But your body definitely can't stand it, and if you drink it, you'll have diarrhea. After all, you grew up in a different environment, and your body can't adapt to all kinds of tiny substances in the stream for a while. ”

When Song Xinxin heard Fang Bei say this, she took a few steps back very consciously, as if a monster would emerge from the stream at any time, making her frightened.

......

In a blink of an eye, Fang Bei and Song Xinxin had spent three full days in Xishui Village. In the past five days, Fang Bei has learned more about the terminal illness with Mo Ying, including the characteristics of the onset of the disease, and the time when the patient died. Even some small details of the old Chinese medicine practitioners, with the help of Mo Ying, Fang Bei collected a lot of useful information through various channels.

At the same time, Fang Bei did not leave behind the study of Mo Laoqi's symptoms. In order to find out the terminal illness that everyone in Xishui Village will suffer, he also deliberately found the rest of the villagers to inquire one by one.