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Perhaps in order to see clearly, Zhong Jianjun turned around with difficulty on crutches, and then raised the porcelain to the window to observe the light, through the gap in the vines, Mo Feng clearly saw that Zhong Jianjun was holding a thin-necked big-bellied blue vase in his hand.

"Stay here and don't move." Mo Feng whispered, and then rushed to the tea room with his waist bent.

"What are you doing, are you trying to steal antiques?" As soon as he rushed into the house, before Zhong Jianjun could react, Mo Feng yelled at him.

Due to crutches, Zhong Jianjun's hands were not too steady, but being frightened by Mo Feng's coldness, Zhong Jianjun's hands shook, and he only heard a crisp bang, and the blue and white vase suddenly turned into a pile of slag on the ground.

"Ahh Seeing that the bottle was broken, Zhong Jianjun was stunned, his face turned pale all of a sudden, he screamed, waved his hands and said urgently: "I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it." ”

Zhong Jianjun only cared about defending himself, and he didn't even know that his crutches fell to the ground, he only had one thought in his heart, this is over, he broke other people's antiques, how to compensate, how to compensate?

"Brother, I really didn't mean to, I just wanted to see, please believe me!" Afraid that Mo Feng would not believe it, Zhong Jianjun took two steps to Mo Feng's side, grabbed Mo Feng's arm and pleaded bitterly.

"Ah, old clock, your legs?"

The woman saw her husband crying and screaming in the house, she didn't know what was going on, where did she still care about listening to Mo Feng's explanation, so she rushed in from behind the grape trellis with a worried face, and when she saw Zhong Jianjun, who could stand up without the help of crutches, she couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"My legs?" Hearing the woman's scream, Zhong Jianjun was stunned at first, when he looked down and saw that he was standing on the ground. A great joy suddenly rushed into his mind, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he gently pressed his leg and murmured: "My leg is fine, my leg is really good." ”

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhong." Mo Feng also put away the fierce and vicious expression just now, and congratulated Zhong Jianjun with a smile.

"Brother, this bottle ......" Zhong Jianjun suddenly woke up in the ecstasy of his legs recovering. Pointing to the pile of blue and white fragments on the ground, he said in a trembling voice.

"Those are all fake, not worth much, I just said that, just now to treat your legs, I didn't scare you, Mr. Zhong!" Looking at the husband and wife with panicked faces, Mo Feng smiled and told the truth.

"What you say is true?" Zhong Jianjun still didn't believe it, and asked tentatively.

"Mo Feng is right, these are fakes, and they are not worth anything." Before Mo Feng could speak. Ye Tiansheng had already walked in from outside the door, followed by Ye Zi with a surprised face.

Ye Zi never expected that Mo Feng would really cure Zhong Jianjun, how could this be possible? Could it be that his medical skills are even higher than his grandfather's?

It must have been the blind cat that touched the dead mouse, and Ye Zi didn't want to believe that his grandfather's illness was cured by Mo Feng anyway.

It turned out that the crying in the backyard alarmed Ye Zi, who had been paying attention to the situation in the backyard, and she thought that something was wrong, so she hurriedly ran to the clinic and told Ye Tiansheng.

At this time, Ye Tiansheng happened to finish treating the patient, so he hurriedly followed Ye Zi and ran over. Who knew that when it came to this, it turned out to be Mo Feng who cured Zhong Jianjun.

"Mo Feng. Tell me how you came up with this idea! After sending away Zhong Jianjun and his wife, who had been grateful for their kindness, Ye Tiansheng couldn't wait to pull Mo Feng to the consultation room to ask, this time Ye Zi didn't make a difference, and stood in the corridor outside the door and pricked up his ears to listen.

"The sad are afraid!" Mo Feng didn't hide it, and said a few words to Ye Tiansheng with a light smile.

"The sad are afraid?" Ye Tiansheng was stunned at first, and then chewed these four words carefully. Mo Feng was silent, he sat aside and waited slowly, he believed that with Ye Tiansheng's attainment, he would soon be able to comprehend this sentence.

Sure enough, after a moment, Ye Tiansheng, who lowered his head in contemplation, raised his eyebrows. Haha laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, the sad are afraid, hahaha, why didn't I think of it, haha!" “

For a while, the entire consultation room was filled with Ye Tiansheng's incomparably happy laughter.

The sad person is afraid of a sentence in the Yellow Emperor's Neijing, which means that the physical symptoms caused by excessive grief need to be treated with fright, although it sounds mysterious, but this kind of example has been countless since ancient times.

In the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, people's emotions are divided into five kinds, namely anger, joy, thought, sorrow and fear, these five emotions correspond to the five elements, and they are mutually reinforcing and mutually restrictive, so the folk have the saying that happiness and sorrow arise.

Zhong Jianjun has been filled with a sense of grief because he has not been able to stand for a long time, and over time, he has slowly accumulated in his heart, which then leads to emotional imbalance.

And sadness also has the meaning of decadence and desolation, although Zhong Jianjun is still running around seeking medical treatment, but the long-term treatment has made him subconsciously lose confidence in the future, and his heart has lost the ability to stand up, even the elixir cannot be cured.

And one of the five aspirations of traditional Chinese medicine used by Mo Feng is afraid of water in the five elements, and the flood can sweep away everything, when the grief that has accumulated in Zhong Jianjun's heart for a long time is cleaned, the switch of the function of his legs is activated instantaneously, and Zhong Jianjun naturally stands up.

Although it is cumbersome and mysterious to explain this disease in traditional Chinese medicine, it is easy to say with Western medicine, and to put it bluntly, it is the so-called psychological transfer therapy.

"Girl, take it now, grandpa, I didn't lie to you, right?"

"Hmph, what's the big deal, it's just that the blind cat touched the dead mouse!" Ye Zi snorted coldly, turned around and left, but anyone could hear that there was a distinct sour taste in the snort.

"Old Mo, where are you?" Just after lunch at noon, Mo Feng was discussing Chinese medicine with Ye Shengtian while drinking tea in the tea room, when a rapid male voice suddenly came from far and near.

"It's Ye Fang's little cub who came, this kid has been frizzy since he was a child, and he doesn't have a bit of stability." When Ye Tiansheng heard this, he scolded with a smile, but this scolding was full of doting.

As soon as Mo Feng ran to the door, a young man in his twenties with a haircut had already entered the courtyard, and when he saw Mo Feng, the young man stepped forward and punched Mo Feng in the chest, grinned, showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled: "Good guy, I haven't seen you for so long, I don't know each other a little!" ”

Seeing his friend suddenly, Mo Feng was also very excited, he didn't speak, but just gave Ye Fang a bear hug.

Although Mo Feng and Ye Fang hadn't seen each other for nearly ten years, they didn't feel a little strange from each other, and after sitting down on the rattan chair, the two chatted warmly.

Through chatting, Mo Feng learned that Ye Fang's path was very similar to his own, and he was directly admitted to Southwest Medical University after high school, but Mo Feng studied Chinese medicine, while Ye Fang studied Western medicine.

After graduating, Ye Fang did not go to work in the hospital like Mo Feng, but came directly to Heisong Town to take over his grandfather's class, and worked for two years. (To be continued......)