It turned out that Gong Fang was unwilling to find a suitable big bed in her beloved bedroom.

After many inquiries, I found this golden silk nanmu bed in a private museum.

After learning more about its background, I finally spent a lot of money to buy it back.

Chen Guo stared at the big bed and asked curiously, "What other stories are there in this bed?"

"Xiao Chen, look!" Gong Fang pointed to the head of the bed with a smug expression.

Chen Guo looked at the position pointed by Gong Fang.

I saw two sentences carved on the left and right sides of the head of the bed made of golden silk pear wood.

Looking at those words, Chen Guo couldn't help but read out loud:

"A hundred years of life, the time that has passed, the day is half of it, and the night is half of it. ”

"There is no place during the day. There is only one bed at night. ”

Gong Fang smiled slightly when she heard this, and explained:

"The day is divided into day and night, and during the day I am busy with work and go to many places, but none of them can stay forever. ”

"It's different at night, no matter how busy you are during the day, all you need is a bed at night. ”

"These two sentences were carved by the ancient literati Li Yu himself!"

Chen Guo's face was clear:

"Is that the Li Yu and Li Immortal who wrote "***"?"

"Yikes!"

"Xiao Chen, you actually know him?" Gong Fang said in surprise.

Gong Fang majored in opera at university, and he knows all about the famous opera artists in history, especially the literati named Li Yu.

In the course of that exploration, he accidentally learned that this golden silk nanmu bed was likely to be related to Li Yu, so he bought it at all costs.

Chen Guo lowered his head and smiled secretly:

'Who doesn't know the author of the famous "***"?'

"It seems that Sister Gong really likes this bed?" Chen Guo stared at Gong Fang and suddenly smiled.

Gong Fang didn't know why, and nodded yes.

Chen Guo patted the side of the bed and said, "Sister Gong, the root of your back pain can be regarded as found!"

... ...

"Hmm, Xiao Chen, what did you say?"

"My low back pain, is it related to this wooden bed?" said Gong Fang with a suspicious face.

Chen Guo's medical skills naturally don't need to be said, but if she wants to say that she also knows so much about the golden silk pear wood, she doesn't believe it.

You know, since she moved this wooden bed home, she has been obsessed with studying golden silk nanmu.

This golden silk nan wood is a precious wood, and among them, Yizhou's golden silk nan wood has the best quality, the wood has a fragrance, the texture is straight and the structure is fine, it is an excellent wood for construction and high-grade furniture.

And its natural aroma and calming effect, how can it be related to low back pain?

Chen Guo smiled confidently and said, "Naturally!"

"How?"

"In addition to low back pain, does Sister Gong often feel that she has a heavy headache, dizziness, soreness in her limbs, unpleasant weight, and cold hands and feet?"

Gong Fang was surprised at a glance and said, "Xiao Chen, how do you know?"

"I remember you didn't give me a pulse last time or this time!"

Chen Guo smiled indifferently and said, "Sister Gong, there are many things in this world, not the older the year, the better. ”

"Take your bed as an example, he himself is old and no one uses it, and you are a woman, your own yang energy is insufficient, and the two phases are superimposed, so the cold qi in your body is naturally heavier!"

"Really?" Gong Fang still didn't believe it.

Chen Guo saw that she didn't cry when she didn't see the coffin, so he said, "Is there a lighter at Sister Gong's house?"

"Bring me a lighter and burn it anywhere on your precious wooden bed for five minutes, and I'm sure something magical will happen!"

Gong Fang didn't say a word, turned around and went out to get a lighter.

Chen Guo stared at the wooden bed alone, touched his chin, and said secretly:

This is sleepiness and encounters the pillow. ’

I just didn't know what materials my Pei Yuan Dan used to assist in refining, and this Extreme Yin Wood appeared!

Pei Yuan Dan, as the name suggests: solid Pei Yuan.

It is a thing that is very vibrant.

However, things in the world must be reversed, vitality is naturally yang, and yangqi is naturally flammable and explosive!

If there is the assistance of this hundred-year-old Extreme Yin Wood, then Pei Yuan Dan will definitely harmonize Yin and Yang, and get twice the result with half the effort.

... ...

Gong Fang hurried away and came in a hurry.

But at the moment, she had an extra lighter in her hand.

She really didn't believe what Chen Guo said.

Why did the golden silk nanmu bed that I had slept in for three years become the culprit of my back pain?

She had to check it out for herself.

"Come!" she handed the lighter to Chen Guo.

Chen Guo smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Sister Gong doesn't need to hand it over to me, you choose a position yourself, and you'll see in five minutes!"

"Okay!" As the deputy director of the National Health Commission, Gong Fang is certainly not the kind of indecisive woman.

I saw her gritting her teeth, lighting a lighter and putting the flames under the bedside of the two favorite paintings engraved with Li Yu's famous quotes.

His eyes were fixed on Chen Guo.

"Hmph. ”

I saw that her silver teeth were tight, and she said coquettishly: "Xiao Chen, if nothing happens, you will be miserable." ”

"Okay, if there is nothing wrong, then I will be the personal doctor of Sister Gong in the future, and I will be on call every day!"

"Hmph, don't be cheap to you!" Gong Fang's face flushed.

Chen Guo was a little embarrassed, and spread his hands, "Then there is no way, it's just a hundred catties of meat, if you want to take it." ”

Suddenly!

"Sister Gong, look, look!" Chen Guo's face was surprised.

Seeing Gong Fang turn his head, Chen Guo's face flashed with a wry smile.

In the previous life, when did he refine the elixir magic weapon worry about the materials, and now...

Gong Fang followed Chen Guo's gaze.

"Yikes!"

I saw that there was a drop of deep black at the head of the golden silk nanmu bed, like oil and water, and the liquid flowed out!

There was even a drop on the back of her hand, and her right hand, which was holding the lighter, suddenly shook, and the lighter fell, and the flame went out.

Gong Fang covered the back of his right hand with a shocked expression.

When a drop of liquid fell on the back of her hand just now, it felt like it had been pricked by ice, it was cold and painful!

After living for thirty-one years, where has Gong Fang encountered such a terrifying thing.

I saw her instinctively leaning on Chen Guo's body, and the majesty on her chest was squeezed and deformed.

Chen Guo saw that the effect was enough, so he hurriedly said:

"Sister Gong, don't be afraid, this has nothing to do with ghosts and gods, these are purely water droplets condensed after the moisture gathers. ”

"Really?" Gong Fang slowly raised her head from Chen Guo's arms, and her beautiful eyes were actually covered with crystal tears.

Seeing this, Chen Guo didn't want to continue.

So he patted Gong Fang on the shoulder, "Good sister, the wood will definitely invade the water if it is soaked in water for a long time!"

"Isn't it normal that this bed has been kept in a dark room for so many years, and the moisture in the wood seeps out when it is heated?"

Only then did Gong Fang regain her color.

Suddenly!

She pushed Chen Guo away, blushing shamefully.

"I don't care! You have to find a way to solve this bed for me!"

"You're going to invite me to dinner, I'm scared today!"

A smile tugged at the corner of Chen Guo's mouth, staring at Gong Fang's crystal clear earlobes and said for a moment:

"Solved!"

"It has to be solved..."

Gong Fang looked shy: "You little villain!"