"What do you mean?" Looking at the coachman who was kneeling on the ground, his brows furrowed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I hope you can save your mother!" The coachman didn't say what had happened, only that he wanted Satoru to save his mother.

Only then did he realize that it must have been Fang Cai who had applied the needle himself to stop the horse, which made the coachman mistakenly think that she was a skilled man. So he said calmly, "You misunderstood, I'm not a skilled Langzhong, it's just a coincidence that I can stop this horse, in fact, apart from this, I won't have much else!" Where did you get the ability to save your mother? ”

In fact, if the coachman is really in trouble, it is not impossible for her to help, but although she learned some fur from Sun Simiao, but those are just some fur, she never thought of using it to treat people, and now she is still worried about Xie Wencai's whereabouts, as well as those villains who keep secretly making stumbling blocks, everything is bottomless for her.

The empty realm leads to an unknown distance, and on the side of the road, next to a simple carriage, a young and swarthy coachman is kowtowing his head beside the carriage until the bruises on his forehead burst out, and the flesh and blood are blurred, and there are two small dots standing beside him, trying to stop but unable to stop them.

"Hurry up, what do you want me to help with?" Wu finally forgives, and it seems that except for agreeing to help him, there is nothing else to make him stop kowtowing and leave! She can't do it!

When the young coachman heard this, and knew that she had agreed, he got up from the ground quickly, and the blood and dirt on his forehead were mixed with a terrible mixture, and he groped for the silk cloth on his body, handed it to him, and motioned for him to wipe the blood off his forehead first.

Shu'er was very anxious next to her, pulling on her sleeves, her eyes full of anxiety.

"If we don't agree to him, in this unfamiliar place, it will be very difficult to find a carriage, first listen to his affairs and we can help!" I looked around, I don't know where this horse got it, if I went out of the city gate, it should be not far from the pharmacy, but when I was in the pharmacy before, I never went far, and naturally I couldn't tell where the pharmacy was.

Then, Satoru said to the coachman, who had quickly scribbled the blood on his face, "How can we help you?" ”

The coachman's face was full of gratitude, and he wanted to return the silk cloth in his hand full of blood and stains to Satoru, but when he saw the dirty appearance of the silk cloth, he immediately took it back and did not intend to return it.

Wuwu saw the coachman quickly step into the carriage, removed the seat board from the carriage, threw it out of the carriage, and motioned for her and Shu'er to go and see.

The two were naturally very puzzled by the coachman's behavior, but they were a little vigilant, and they didn't know what the coachman wanted, so they stepped into the carriage very cautiously, and the moment they lifted the curtain, both of them were surprised.

There's a lot of space underneath the seating boards they make.

There's still a person inside!

An old woman!

Wrapped in a thick futon in the center.

Looking at her appearance, her face was very pale, and she could hardly see any breathing, no wonder she and Shu'er stayed in the carriage for so long without realizing that there was still a person hidden under this seat!

Enlightenment finally understood why the coachman did not let go when the horse was frightened, and refused to jump out of the car no matter how much she persuaded him, if he really jumped, his life could be saved, and the woman under the seat had no hope of surviving!

The coachman's behavior touched Satoru!

"What's going on?" Shu'er exclaimed in fright when she saw the woman lying motionless inside.

"This is the mother," the coachman began to tell them what had happened to the woman in the carriage, "and that day, when we accidentally fell to the ground, we fell unconscious, and we ran to many medical offices, and saw many men, and they all said that there was nothing they could do, and they had not even cured us, so they drove us out. Poor my old mother is in this half-dead state every day. ”

As he spoke, the coachman's eyes were filled with tears.

Seeing the painful appearance of the coachman, I really understood a sentence, who said that men don't shed tears, but they haven't reached the sad place!

"You mean, your mother fell and became like this?" Maybe it's in modern times, and Iwu has heard too many things about the elderly who can't wake up after they knock down, and looking at this woman's appearance, Satoru feels like a cerebral thrombosis! That is, the stroke in the ancient population.

"That's right!" The driver's very sure appearance also made Satoru even more suspicious that the driver's mother had a cerebral thrombosis, so she would become what she is now.

Except for the practice of Xiaoxiao, Shu'er, Xie Wencai, and the bookstore shopkeeper, the rest of them have not seen anyone, and they have never given the pulse to anyone except them, but even so, Wuwu still put his finger on the old woman's wrinkled wrist.

I once read a book that wrote [People in the wind and evil spirits, the six veins are more subdued, and there are also pulses that run with the qi, pointing to the one who is prosperous. If you are cold, your pulse will be late, if you are in the heat, your pulse will be weak, and if you are wet, your pulse will be astringent. The pulse is slight, and the stroke is caused. The inch mouth is heavy and slippery, the sinking is real, the slippery is the air, the gas is real, and the intestines are healed. This is a stroke who does not know people, and the lips are blue and the body is cold, and he dies. The body is gentle, sweating spontaneously, for the intestines to heal. The pulse is floating and slippery, and the yin is weak and weak, and it is advisable to vomit. or floating and slippery, or sinking and slippery, or slight and empty, all of them are void and phlegm. Dafa should be delayed, and it should not be strong. If the spleen pulse is slow and weak, it is the most difficult to treat. Gai Feng is happy to return to the liver; If the liver is muke and the spleen is soil, the stool will be leaked, so it will not be cured. 】

The woman's pulse was already slow and weak, no wonder Lang Zhong from the medical workshop would go out!

"How?" The coachman looked at Wu Wu anxiously and sighed after playing with the pulse.

"Not good!" I know it's not easy to accept, but I don't want to go around in circles with him, so I'd better tell the truth directly, what should I do! "Judging from her pulse, it belongs to the spleen and the pulse is slow and weak, and it is the most difficult to treat! I'm just a little bit of a skin, and as for how to cure it, I'm really powerless! ”

"Is there really no cure?" The coachman seemed to have no tears in his eyes, and looked feebly at the old woman's pale face, not knowing what to do.

He retired from the carriage and stood beside the carriage, even if he stood far away, he could feel the sad emotions of the coachman.

At this time, I hope that I am really the man of God in his mouth! Anyway, it can save someone's life.

As soon as Wu Wu lowered his head, he found that Shu'er's eyes beside him were full of tears, which were about to gush out, and when he was discovered by Wu Wu, he immediately turned his head and secretly wiped away the tears on his face.

Suddenly, I remembered that I seemed to have missed the existence of a person!

"It's not impossible!" A sentence of enlightenment pulled the two people who were uncomfortable out of the sad atmosphere. (To be continued.) )