"Goo! Cuckoo! The sudden sound of a pigeon's moan brought back Muwen's trance-like, even somewhat confused thoughts.

When Mu Wen, who had come back to his senses, stopped and raised his head, and saw that the surroundings were all lush and green, he suddenly realized that he had unconsciously followed the path in front of the courtyard of Old Man Liu's house and walked to the mountain where he summoned the red-feathered gold-tailed pigeon "Ling'er" before him! And the pigeon's moan, which recalled Mu Wen's thoughts, was actually the bell standing on the branch of the crooked neck tree opposite him!

"Ling'er? Why are you back again? Could it be that Wang Quan asked you to bring something to say? When he saw Ling'er again, Mu Wen was very surprised.

"Goo-goo! Goo-goo! Goo-goo! As if he understood the words of the pastor, the bell standing on the branch of the tree groaned, and his head was still dangling, and that appearance was full of love.

However, listening to Ling'er's pigeon moan, Mu Wen's eyebrows gradually frowned, and in the end, he only heard Mu Wen wonder: "You mean that Liang Lanyue, the ninth princess of Liangguo, died on the border of Dazhang Kingdom?" Isn't that good country and Dazhang country going to ...... No way! Now the time has not yet come, and no country must be allowed to provoke a war, and I must do my best to tell my master to discuss countermeasures! ”

Ignoring the bell that was still standing on the branch of the crooked-necked tree opposite him, Mu Wen turned and hurried away.

has been quietly watching Muwen fly away, until he can no longer see Muwen's figure, Ling'er reluctantly spread her wings and fly, and disappeared into the northern sky in the blink of an eye.

Mu Wen kept running all the way to Uncle Liu's house, and met many villagers on the way to greet him, Mu Wen didn't bother to deal with him, he had only one thought in his mind: This matter should be reported to Master Sù quickly!

Mu Wen entered the courtyard gate of Uncle Liu's house, and ran to the house where Leng Qing lived all the time, and as soon as he entered the outhouse, Mu Wen opened his mouth and said: "Master! Lianglan Yue, the ninth princess of Liangguo, ...... "However, in the next second, when Mu Wen lifted the curtain hanging on the door of the inner room and saw Yan Ziming who fell on the ground next to the warm kang, what Mu Wen originally wanted to say turned into an exclamation: "Master!! ”

Walking quickly to Yan Ziming, who fell to the ground, Mu Wen squatted down to help Yan Ziming, and tried to shout a few times, but Yan Ziming did not respond.

There was something urgent to report. This time Mu Wen was even more anxious, and in the next second, he saw Mu Wen throw the three-foot Qingfeng, who had never left him, on the ground by the warm kang, and then picked up the unconscious Yan Ziming. strode out of the room where Leng Qing lived.

Because of the unconscious Yan Ziming in his arms, Mu Wen had to kick open the old wooden door in front of him, and the wooden door that would make a "squeak" sound when gently pushed open on weekdays finally died at this moment - the gray door panel that had been a little dry because it had not been repaired for a long time "clanged" out of the door frame and fell to the ground in the house, slapping up a thick layer of dust.

It just so happened that this scene was seen by Uncle Liu, who came out of the hall. Uncle Liu snorted on the spot: "My door!" However, Mu Wen didn't have the heart to care about that, stepped on the door panel and entered the house, and Mu Wen went straight to the warm kang in the inner room.

When Mu Wen carefully put Yan Ziming on the warm kang, Mu Wen didn't dare to relax for a moment, and hurriedly ran out, almost knocking over Uncle Liu, who was about to enter the house to ask for an explanation. However, after a while, Mu Wen came back again, but Mu Wen brought one more person back, and when he looked closely, it was Dr. Zhang, who had only seen Leng Qing in the early morning, who was pulled by Mu Wen again.

"I said, little boy, how can you be so frizzy in doing things? My wife and I are kind enough to let you stay overnight. How can you tear down the door of my house......" Seeing that Mu Wen was back, Uncle Liu immediately said that it was opened.

However, Mu Wen didn't care about Uncle Liu, who was nagging on the side, and only took care of pulling Dr. Zhang to the warm kang and said anxiously: "Doctor, help me take a look, what's wrong with my son-in-law?" "When he brought breakfast and left, his grandfather was still fine! Why is it that I am unconscious after such a while!!

Different from Mu Wen's anxiety, Doctor Zhang was a little impatient: "I said what is the matter with you? It's been two tosses this morning, can't you let me have a quiet breakfast? You also kicked and broke my hospital door, even if you see a doctor, you can't be so impatient......"

Dr. Zhang's wife went early, his son and daughter-in-law were running around to make a living, and his daughter was married a few years ago. So Dr. Zhang's family is the only one who lives. This morning, Dr. Zhang put water and rice into the pot, and just lit the fire and stuffed it into the stove to prepare for a pot of porridge, he was pulled over by Uncle Liu to see Leng Qing. Dr. Zhang didn't shirk either, and came after putting out the fire.

Finally, after curing Leng Qing, Dr. Zhang went home and continued to cook breakfast, and the porridge was boiled, and Dr. Zhang took the porridge and sat down at the table in the courtyard, ready to eat breakfast with the pickles on the table. The courtyard door of his house fell to the ground with a "bang", and looking at the stirred dust, Dr. Zhang was blindfolded.

After Dr. Zhang reacted, he had been dragged out of his yard by Mu Wen and went straight to Uncle Liu's house.

However, when Dr. Zhang complained like this, he still sat on the side of the kang to check Yan Ziming's pulse. As the so-called doctor's parental heart, in the face of the patient, as a doctor, even if he is dissatisfied, he should have a loving heart like a parent. It's a coincidence that Dr. Zhang is just a small village doctor, but he has been practicing medicine for decades, but he has been deeply implementing this truth!

"Doctor? What do you think? How is my son-in-law?? Without waiting for Doctor Zhang to put away his hand to check the pulse, Mu Wen anxiously asked.

Squinting at Mu Wen, and thinking of the scattered courtyard gate of his house, Old Doctor Zhao finally said angrily: "Didn't you see that I was taking the pulse?" You can't be quiet!! You've been noisy all the time, how can I calm down and take the pulse! If you make any more noise, you will get out! ”

Being so angrily reprimanded by Dr. Zhang, Mu Wen finally calmed down.

As the saying goes, "caring is chaos", especially in the past two days, too many things have happened, so that Muwen's feelings are extremely unstable, in this case, even just a small thing is enough to make Muwen messy, not to mention, for Muwen, Yan Ziming is too important! He was really worried and even afraid that anything would happen to Yan Ziming!

Seeing that Mu Wen was finally honest, Doctor Zhang held his breath and concentrated on taking Yan Ziming's pulse.

After half a cup of tea, Dr. Zhang suddenly frowned and said: "The vein is in the skin, the head is fixed and the tail is shaken, it seems to be nothing, like a fish swimming in the water, this is the fish Xiang vein in the rootless vein." The veins are in a series of urgency between the muscles and muscles, and the three or five are not in harmony, and they stop and repeat, such as the shape of a finch pecking at food, which is the finch pecking vein in the godless vein. Rootless and godless, this little boy is not far away. ”

"You talk nonsense!" As soon as Mu Wen heard this, he immediately became angry, and actually reached out and grabbed the placket of Dr. Zhang's clothes and lifted Dr. Zhang up from the warm kang, and Mu Wen stared at Dr. Zhang's eyes as if they were on fire, and his tone was also very angry: "You must have taken the wrong pulse, my son-in-law will not die, he will live a hundred years old!" He will live a hundred years! ”

Mu Wen himself did not notice, when he said this, he looked violent, but in fact, his tone trembled, and he could only repeat the words "He will live a hundred years old", and a discerning person can see that Mu Wen's mind must have been in a mess at this moment.

But after all, Dr. Zhang was old, and he couldn't stand Mu Wen's fright, so he immediately trembled a little with his legs and feet, but Dr. Zhang was convinced that his medical skills would never diagnose the wrong pulse, so he stubbornly said: "Old man, I studied medicine with my father when I was four years old, and I began to treat patients by myself at the age of fifteen. In the past few decades, the villagers within a radius of 100 miles have come to me for treatment when they are sick, and today I will put my words here, if I diagnose the wrong pulse, I will not treat the old man from now on! ”

"Little boy, what are you doing, let go of Zhang Lao!" Aunt Liu didn't know when she came in, and when she saw this scene, she immediately screamed in fright, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Mu Wen's hands that were holding the placket of Dr. Zhang's clothes.

And Uncle Liu, who was still distressed about his own door panel, finally came back to his senses when he heard his wife's exclamations, and hurriedly ran forward and pulled Mu Wen's hands holding the placket of Dr. Zhang's clothes, and persuaded loudly: "Don't you dare to hurt Zhang Lao, our people here are counting on Zhang Lao to treat us, what can't we say well!" You let go of your hands......"

However, no matter how Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu pulled and persuaded them, Muwen refused to let go. But in the end, Mu Wen still let go, it was not Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu who pulled it apart, it was he who let it go.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the pale old doctor Zhang, Mu Wen tried his best to ease his tone and said, "Trouble doctor, you take the pulse again." ”

At this moment, Mu Wen has calmed down a lot, and even thinking of Yan Ziming's physical condition in the past few years after being poisoned, Mu Wen feels that Dr. Zhang may be right, after all, the poison in Yan Ziming is so vicious and vicious, even the dustless master known as the divine doctor said that Yan Ziming will not live long......

After being frightened just now, Dr. Zhang had not recovered yet, and when he heard this, he sat back on the kang for a long time to re-diagnose Yan Ziming's pulse. And Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu, who were afraid that Mu Wen would hurt Dr. Zhang, also breathed a sigh of relief.

When Doctor Zhang's hand rested on Yan Ziming's veins again, a cup of tea passed, and Doctor Zhang didn't say a word, which made Mu Wen's heart hang on his throat and couldn't be put down.

Just when Mu Wen was about to ask, Dr. Zhang suddenly spoke: "It's really strange! The three parts have a pulse, one breath and four solstice, not floating or sinking, not big or small, calm and slow, soft and powerful, and the rhythm is consistent, which ...... The original rootless and godless pulse is gradually recovering into a flat vein, and the pulse is becoming more and more stable! It's strange that such a dangerous pulse just now is changing to a flat pulse in a blink of an eye! ”

Hearing this, Mu Wen's heart finally relaxed: "Then may I ask if my son-in-law still has something?" (To be continued.) )