Dr. Zhang has seen Lin Ruhai, he has seen it twice, once when he first came to Yangzhou, he did not sit in a sedan chair, rode a horse, and his female dependents followed behind.

Dr. Zhang, who has been a doctor all his life, did not flinch when he saw this scene, but took a step closer, intending to take a closer look at his face, there was a faint fragrance in the air, Dr. Zhang was a little unhappy, what a nonsense! This is all sick and what incense, even so, the feet did not stop, the hands and feet neatly laid out the diagnostic cloth, the upper hand carefully checked the pulse, the pulse under the hand is sometimes heavy and slow, sometimes frivolous and jumpy, it is really different from ordinary cases, no wonder I have asked a lot of doctors can not diagnose, even if I have been immersed in medical skills for many years, I have never heard of this pulse. Just as he was meditating, Lin Ruhai suddenly woke up and coughed non-stop, and the maid on the side hurriedly took the spittoon and put it below, and after the cough was over, she took a handkerchief to carefully clean up the remaining filth.

Dr. Zhang has been observing from the side, and asked the maid to give him the handkerchief, looked at it carefully, suddenly his complexion changed, carefully put away the handkerchief, and walked quickly to the incense burner, extinguished the cigarette, poured the residue, and carefully checked. The butler who came in with him didn't understand anything, so he leaned in and asked, "But what's wrong with this cigarette?"

"Where did this come from?"

"These are ordinary sleep-soothing flowers and plants, cassia seeds, cloves, mint and the like. ”

Dr. Zhang shook his head, "But in terms of incense, there is nothing wrong with it." ”

"So, the master's illness?" You must know that the doctor you invited before was either powerless as soon as you got started, or you couldn't say one, two, or three, or one of them pointed out that he asked others to find this oldest doctor in Yangzhou to take a look, and he seemed to have some ability.

"It's not sure yet, we have to wait for the old man to go back and check the classics. ”

The housekeeper was anxious, "Oh my old doctor! When is this, still check the classics!"

The old doctor was angry, "How long can there be!" Look at his figure, this face, even if he is not sick, he has been eating and sleeping irregularly for many days, why don't you know how to invite someone to come and see it earlier, now he is in a hurry, ah!"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly in his heart, the old man has been a little disheartened since the young master and his wife went one after another, and after sending the girl to Yue's house, he put all his thoughts into official business, and even saved every ten years of asking for an pulse, they used to persuade the master to eat on time as if he were facing a great enemy, and the last time the aunt persuaded him to rest more, he was grounded for half a month, who would dare to say more.

"If that's the case, old doctor, you say, where are the classics, we will send someone to fetch them for you, so how about saving you any more effort?"

Doctor Zhang originally disagreed, but when he thought of the rush when he was invited just now, he was also panicked, and he didn't know if his old bones could withstand such a toss anymore, so he didn't refute, and finally let the strong man who sent him run for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Dr. Zhang asked Lin Ruhai to clean up all the things he ate and wear, and checked them one by one, but unfortunately he kept shaking his head, and the housekeeper remembered that he was secretly muttering when he saw this scene, could this be a fame and reputation!

After a while, the book requested by Dr. Zhang was fetched, and the housekeeper saw Dr. Zhang carefully take out the classics that had been burned for more than a half, and the corners of his eyes twitched a little. Dr. Zhang flipped through it, his eyes lit up, and he pointed to one of the pages and said,

"See, the pulse here is quite similar to your master's, even the other tables are very similar, especially the blood in the sputum that is coughed up, and the silver thread is secretly entwined, but you have to study the source of the pathology, there is only one herb here that can be seen to be cassia seed, and the other reasons for matching it have long been destroyed by fire, but fortunately, the use of needles and medicines is still quite clear, so please say something to the lord of your house, whether you want the old man to cure!"

The housekeeper's face changed, and he secretly complained to himself, "Please wait a moment, old gentleman." He turned around and walked to the small side room next to him, and vaguely some figures seemed to be female dependents.

After a while, the housekeeper went out again, and Yan Sù asked, "Dare to ask sir, where did this fragment come from?"

When Dr. Zhang heard it, he also knew that they were afraid that they would also fight against the water, and solemnly said, "This book is handed down by my ancestors, it is reported that when Qin Shi Huang burned books and pit Confucianism, the ancestors took the risk to save them from the fire. ”

"Then I wonder how long our master can last if he doesn't seek medical treatment?"

"Looking at his situation, I'm afraid he has experienced great sorrows and joys, right?"

The butler nodded.

"According to the existing situation, the lord of your mansion should be a poison in the staggered use of a variety of items, the incubation period is extremely long, if you don't get angry, you can last for five or six years, but under such anger, if this recipe is just right for the symptoms, it's fine, if it's not symptomatic or not treated, I'm afraid it won't last for half a year." ”

"How sure is that gentleman?"

"If the prescription is symptomatic, I am ninety percent sure, it is not difficult to administer medicine, but if it is not symptomatic"

The housekeeper is only his voice, but the local doctors in Yangzhou have basically been invited, and even the surrounding area has invited a lot, there is no serious master in the house, if you quickly invite the Kyoto girl to be the master, the master does not know whether it can hold up, and the master's anger is also after the Kyoto Lin Fu housekeeper sent someone, the housekeeper thinks that the girl is afraid is not good.

He is the son of the family in the house, so he naturally hopes that the Lin Mansion will be good for a long time, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, please do it, sir." ”

When Dr. Zhang heard this, he instructed someone to prepare hot water to boil medicine, etc., and bathed and changed clothes by himself, so as to nourish his spirit before he started.

After more than an hour, Dr. Zhang shook out the door a little bit, comforting the nervous Lin Mansion, "Don't worry, as long as you keep your mind calm, no longer get angry at will, and take good care, there won't be any big folds, but if you don't care about your body like he did before, you won't live for ten years!" Dr. Zhang solemnly reminded.

Everyone was excited, and the joyful atmosphere was silent for a moment, but the housekeeper cheered up and sent someone to send Dr. Zhang away to clean up the situation by himself.

A few days later, Lin Ruhai woke up, weak, his hands and feet were like being filled with lead, but he always felt that the pressure that had been pressing on his heart and breathless was loosened a lot, and there was no pain of spitting with a knife to scratch his throat.

"What's wrong with me?"

"It's nothing," Aunt Mei's thoughts that she wanted to hide were exposed under Lin Ruhai's shrewd eyes.

"The old man is afraid that he is poisoned, but it is not very serious, and after Dr. Zhang from Yangzhou Mansion made a move, he was almost solved. ”

Lin Ruhai knew that he had been poisoned, since his wife went, he had already lost all his thoughts, and only thought about getting rid of the Jiangnan tumor as soon as possible to repay the emperor's kindness, and then leave all the family property to Daiyu, with the mother-in-law's and brother-in-law's partiality for Min'er, the childhood sweethearts of Baoyu and Daiyu, plus this million pieces of furniture, I think I can face my deceased wife after I go.

But thinking of the news from Lin Fu, his eyes flashed.

asked the housekeeper on the side, "Is there a letter or someone from Beijing?" The last two were ambiguous, Lin Ruhai was afraid that he was also afraid of someone from Beijing!

The housekeeper didn't hear it clearly, but the front was quite clear, and he said, "There are two letters from Beijing." ”

Lin Ruhai grabbed the brocade quilt tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Jia family, Jia family, bring the letter!" Although Aunt Mei didn't know why the master was so resentful when she mentioned the Jia family, but not long ago, Dr. Zhang mentioned that she couldn't be angry, Lin Ruhai's flushed face seemed to remind her that she had less than ten years to live when she was angry, and she didn't want to be a ** yet!

In the face of Lin Ruhai's anger, he comforted, "Master, if you are angry and hurt your body, Dr. Zhang told me not to be angry anymore, my lord just doesn't think about himself and for the girl, and if my wife knows, I will be worried!"

Lin Ruhai first heard the girl, and barely calmed down his anger, Daiyu's family can't rely on only his father, no matter what, he has to hold on, and then listening to his deceased wife, he felt guilty for not fulfilling her promise to take good care of her young daughter, and she couldn't be angry anymore.

Calm down and breathe, and find that now except for the rapid heart rate and some breathing difficulties, there is no longer the hot pain before, and I think it is really cured.

I was frustrated because I was desperate for death, and I was also discouraged when I couldn't seek medical treatment, and now I don't have the premise of death, so I have to live well for Daiyu herself.

Thinking so, Lin Ruhaifu lay down again and rested.

Aunt Mei and the housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and their eyes flashed with joy, they were all people who had accompanied Lin Ruhai for many years, how could they not realize the vigorous meaning of survival in him, which was far different from the death of the past two years. There may be salvation for terminal diseases in this world, but who can save those who are bent on death?