Worst! At the critical moment, Qu Kuan's brain became more sober.

His eyes are now black, his head is dizzy, he can't see anything clearly, and naturally he can't recognize the acupoints. The last needle was pinched in his hand, but he couldn't get it down.

What to do?

At this point, Qu Kuan has no second choice. He calmed himself down, and the last time he saw Yuan Ziqing came to his mind, and then he pricked it down with a needle along the acupuncture point he imagined.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a "pop", a bit like a leaking sound.

Then Yuan Ziqing, who was in extreme pain, also bit off the wooden stick in his mouth. The "click" was loud in the quiet room.

It's done! Almost immediately, Qu Kuan fell to the ground.

In the end, he is old, just like he told Yuan Ziqing, if it is two or three years later, he may not dare to take over Yuan Ziqing's patient at all, and no matter how much ginseng there is, it is useless. Because of his own body, he can't hold on anymore.

He didn't expect that he would almost be unable to hold on now. If you don't have a lot of experience, you will definitely fail today.

It's so thrilling.

After lying on the ground for a while, he took another ginseng pill, and Qu Kuan's heart was dripping blood. It is really distressing to eat one less of these ginseng pills and waste them in these inconsequential places.

But Yuan Ziqing couldn't afford to wait at all, he had to recover his spirit quickly.

Feeling a little better, Qu Kuan immediately got up and opened the door, beckoning the two male servants who had been waiting outside before to enter the house, and carried Yuan Ziqing into the steaming wooden barrel in the middle of the room. This is a wooden barrel specially made for Yuan Ziqing, and after he sat in it, his shoulders were all covered by the medicinal juice. Finally, the lid of the barrel is also sealed, leaving only the head on the outside.

This is the last step, let the medicinal properties in the medicinal juice drill into Yuan Ziqing's body along the golden needle, and completely force out the toxins that are sealed in the golden needle and have nowhere to go in the body.

Yuan Ziqing's ginseng was not left at all, and it was all boiled into the potion. At that time, the medicinal properties will naturally flow along the blood veins and be transmitted to the heart veins, protecting a wisp of his breath and ensuring that people can survive.

At this time, Qu Kuan could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He sat down against the doorframe, completely oblivious to his wolf appearance.

Seeing that he didn't stop him, Meibian also ran over, and when he saw Yuan Ziqing's head exposed, he turned to Qu Kuan's eyes with a little caution, "It's done?" ”

"It's finished." Qu Kuan said, "Next, he will soak like this for twelve hours." If you are afraid that he will catch a cold, let the barrel be boiled. When he vomited out the poisonous blood, the root of the disease was gone. ”

got his affirmation, and his eyebrows were a little unstable. She clasped her hands together and "thank goodness ......"

"You should thank me." Qu Kuan cocked his beard. He should indeed be proud to be able to get rid of such a disease. At this time, Qu Kuan no longer remembered his previous wolf bèi.

"Thank you, Uncle Shi." The eyebrows immediately saluted from the goodness of the stream.

Qu Kuan waved his hand, "That's it, my old man has been tossing for so long, and he can't stand it, so he wants to go to sleep." As he spoke, he was about to walk out the door. After a while, he already had the strength to walk.

Meibian hurriedly stopped him, "Uncle Shi, is that Ziqing like this?" ”

"Soak it, if you're worried, stay here." Qu Kuan Road. After taking two steps, he turned back uneasily, "He may be in pain later, but that's normal, don't worry." "The most important thing is not to knock on the door and disturb your sleep.

Of course, it was impossible to rest assured that he drove everyone else out and guarded by himself. Xingyun wanted to persuade her that it was inappropriate for her to stay here, but after thinking about it, she still didn't speak.

The relatives are all ordered, and it is not bad for this time.

Besides, Xingyun also has a plan in her heart: in the past, Yuan Ziqing's health was not good, although she felt that Yuan Ziqing was not worthy of her own girl, but she also believed that if the girl married him, he would never let the girl down. But if he is cured, the matter will have to be talked about twice. The girl is not by his side at this time, how can she show her care for him and make him feel sorry for him?

And with this layer of "shared suffering" relationship, the status of my own girl is naturally more stable.

Thinking of this, she stopped holding back.

His eyebrows leaned against the barrel, staring at Yuan Ziqing. He was sweating from the pain, and even his hair was wet. Although it is still loosely tied, it is already a little messy. A few strands of sideburns fell down and stuck to his sideburns, and the black hair lined his skin with a surprisingly white color.

His eyebrows and eyes became more and more pale, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water. The eyebrows frowned deeply, but the warm temperament of the spring breeze on weekdays was reduced a lot, and it looked a little sharper. Although he is sick and weak, he should not be underestimated.

The eyebrows stretched out their hands to draw a void between his eyebrows, as if they wanted to smooth out the frowning brow.

When the pain started, Yuan Ziqing even bit his teeth together, and the muscles on his face were tense, and he even looked a little hideous. Yet from beginning to end, he didn't make a sound.

Except for the first scream. There was a sudden realization on his eyebrows. Perhaps it was because he was afraid of alarming himself that he endured it so much.

Her heart seemed to be wrenched by something, and it hurt terribly.

He had to endure this pain for twelve hours, and she could do nothing. I don't know how many times I feel powerless. She swore in her heart that from now on, no matter what happened, she would stand by his side and share the burden with him, and would never let him suffer by himself again.

"It's going to be over soon, just hold on a little longer......" she couldn't help but mutter, "I'm still waiting for you." ”

The time sequence has entered winter, and the water is cooling quickly. Seeing that the heat in the bucket was getting weaker and weaker, he remembered Qu Kuan's instructions at the side of his eyebrows, and hurriedly asked people to build a stove and pot in the yard, and then moved the barrel out to heat it with water.

It's kind of funny, but no one cares to laugh right now. The master's face is so bad, if anyone dares to laugh, I'm afraid they will be beaten out of the stick immediately, right?

Qu Kuan woke up halfway, saw that Yiqiē was as usual, persuaded two words on the side of his eyebrows, and continued to go back to sleep. But Meibian waited all night, and the next morning, he couldn't wait to call Qu Kuan up, "Twelve hours is coming soon, why is he still not responding?" ”

Qu Kuan came over and looked at it twice, put his fingers together on his neck to test his pulse, and said, "Heat the fire." ”

The fire soon burned, and the steaming heat rose up, almost obscuring the entire place where the barrel was, making it impossible to see clearly. At this moment, Yuan Ziqing was suddenly heard on the side of his eyebrows.

"Uhh......hh cough cough cough cough ......" He seemed to be blocked by something, coughing and spitting out, Qu Kuan hurriedly asked people to put out the fire.

The steaming white mist dissipated, and only then did he see that the lid of the barrel in front of Yuan Ziqing was already covered with black poisonous blood, and this was all spit out by Yuan Ziqing. There was still a hint of black at the corner of his mouth.

Qu Kuan ordered the people to move the barrels down. At this time, Yuan Ziqing had already recovered a little consciousness, but his body was so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers. There was a misty light in front of him, and he couldn't see his environment clearly.

Mei Pan brought water to rinse his mouth, and then Qu Kuan fed him another ginseng pill, and then ordered someone to move him out of the bucket, remove the gold needle, bathe and clean, change into clean clothes, and send him to bed.

He looked nervously at the eyebrows from beginning to end, and then he couldn't help asking, "Uncle Shi, is this okay?" ”

Qu Kuan shook his head, "Most of his viscera have been damaged, and this period will be very sad, and he will have to slowly recuperate for three or five months before he can gradually improve." It was also his luck that he was in this solar term, and he had to save half of his effort. ”

"What's wrong with this solar term?" Knowing that Yuan Ziqing's life was safe, he was also curious about his eyebrows.

Qu Kuan made a tall figure, stroked his beard and said, "In winter, everything is withering and lacking vitality, do you think it looks like he is in the same situation now?" ”

He couldn't help but nod his eyebrows, "What does this mean?" ”

"At this time, everything has entered the stage of cultivation and recuperation, which is just the right time for me to regulate his internal organs. When spring comes, everything recovers and yang energy rises, and his body will naturally wake up. If you follow the timing, the injury will heal quickly. When the spring flowers bloomed, his body returned to a natural and orderly state. In the future, as long as you take care of the maintenance, don't break the conditioning prescription, and in the spring of the following year, as long as the cough does not recur, it will be safe and sound. ”

"I see." Looking back at my eyebrows, I found that many things in daily life are eaten according to the season, and when to make up for what should be made, each has its own attention. In this case, there is nothing wrong with treating diseases according to the solar terms.

What makes her even happier is that the most thrilling time has passed, and the next step is to adjust step by step, and she finally doesn't have to worry about it every day. As long as the spring flowers bloom, Yuan Ziqing will be fine.

And in the year after that, he was completely cured and would not have any more problems. Just right...... Their wedding date was scheduled for that spring, after she and Lu. Thinking of this, his eyebrows couldn't help but blush slightly.

Qu Kuan saw that her eyebrows and eyes were stretched, her face was shy, and she began to dismiss Yuan Ziqing in her heart again. "Okay, he's very weak now, and he can't wake up for a while, so you can go back and rest for a while. I haven't slept all night, do you want him to wake up and see your haggard face? ”

He raised his hand and touched his face, and obediently went back to rest.

A night without sleep was nothing, and during this period of worry, she barely had a good night's sleep. At this moment, I was finally able to relax, and I immediately felt a mountain of exhaustion. If she doesn't rest, she won't be able to hold on.