It seems a bit chaotic to say this, after being reminded, Zhen Fei recalled the scene before the Onmyoji died: At that time, Zhen Fei was still in his second year of college, and on the way back to school from a part-time job, he met an old man curled up in the corner.

The old man was hot and very sick, Zhen Fei wanted to send the old man to the hospital, but the old man was still conscious, and resolutely did not let Zhen Fei go to the hospital, but asked him to find a place to sleep and have a full meal, so Zhen Fei helped him to a nearby hotel and took money to open a room for him.

There was also a big leather box beside the old man, and after arriving at the hotel, the old man took Zhen Fei's hand and said: "I am an onmyoji, thank you, this leather box is given to you, from now on you are my disciple, I am about to die, I hope you can inherit my mantle and carry forward the stunt of the yin and yang needle." ”

Zhen Fei is also in a hurry, after he gets off work, it is time to go to school when he returns to school, and he can't be delayed at all, he has been delayed for a long time just now, and he is very anxious, and he doesn't know if he can return to the dormitory in time, so he had to say: "Grandpa, I'll talk about it when I come back, it seems that you can't die, just take some medicine to reduce the fever." ”

"Nope." The Onmyoji took his hand and said, gasping and said: "You don't understand, I have lived for five hundred years, my life will be exhausted, and I can't live anymore, if you learn the Yin and Yang formula, I will be relieved." ”

"Yin and Yang Jue?" Zhen Fei had never heard of this very strange spell at all, and it was from this day that he really came into contact with another world, a secret art that was completely different from reality.

So, the onmyoji got up from the bed and taught Zhen Fei a set of dance-like movements, and when Zhen Fei learned this set of dance moves, it was already dawn. He hurried back to school, and when he came back to the hotel in the evening, the Onmyoji was gone, leaving only a suitcase for Zhen Fei to keep.

Therefore, although Zhen Fei did not witness the death of the Onmyoji, he believed that the Onmyoji would not deceive him.

Now, the sudden appearance of this senior sister has upset Zhen Fei's thoughts.

He really wanted to do a DNA test for the Onmyoji to determine whether the beauty in front of him was the daughter of the Onmyoji, but the DNA of the Onmyoji could not be collected at all, and this was the key.

Facing a strange woman who jumped out inexplicably, Zhen Fei's heart was full of doubts, and when he couldn't confirm it, he had to say: "Senior sister, what disease do you have, let me see." ”

"It's just a heartache, an old problem."

"How many years of medical history?"

"The first pain, two hundred years ago, at that time, my mother left my father, I ran out to find my mother, at that time, my heart often hurt, I didn't take it to heart, the last six months, the pain of bedridden, I know that the disease is very serious."

"Two hundred years ago?" Zhen Fei frowned, how can people from the Onmyoji live so long, it is not bad for ordinary people to live to the age of seventy, they are considered ordinary old people, and there are few people who can live for more than a hundred years.

"Well, didn't Dad tell you about his family?"

Zhen Fei looked at the woman, and suddenly said: "I said it, but I didn't say that there were relatives at home, he only said that he was alone, wandering, and then died." ”

"Is it really dead?" The woman's expression was very eager.

Zhen Fei, who was suspicious, didn't believe this woman's words at all, and then said: "Yes, it was the body I cleaned up for him, my master is really dead, senior sister, what's your name?" ”

"Dead? Is it really dead? The woman murmured, and suddenly began to weep, and said, "How did you die?" ”

Zhen Fei was very impatient, looked at his watch, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and before he knew it, more than two hours had passed, and time passed so fast.

The woman cried for half an hour, and Zhen Fei didn't even say a word of comfort, allowing her cry to come far and wide in the middle of the night.

Just as Zhen Fei was waiting impatiently, the woman's crying suddenly stopped and said, "My name is He Jingyao, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Zhen Fei, and it's important to see my senior sister."

A tender lotus-like arm stretched out from the brocade quilt of the curtain, looking at such skin, Zhen Fei didn't believe that from two hundred years ago, such an arm was no different from a ten-year-old girl.

Is this He Jingyao really the daughter of the Onmyoji?

Zhen Fei concentrated on diagnosing the pulse, and said after a while: "I'll prescribe medicine for my senior sister, but I really want to ask, hasn't my senior sister received the inheritance of the Yin Yang Needle?" ”

"My father originally planned to pass it on to me, but because I was young at that time and I was separated from my father, I regret it today, I don't know how to heal."

"I see."

If you follow He Jingyao's words, Zhen Fei must teach He Jingyao the stunt of the Yin-Yang Needle, after all, she is the biological daughter of the Onmyoji, and according to He Jingyao, the Onmyoji also wants to teach it to his daughter.

But Zhen Fei just pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't pay attention to this stubble at all, He Jingyao was secretly so angry that she gritted her teeth, and it was not easy to further find out about this matter.

According to He Jingyao's pulse, it is a common disease of angina, but He Jingyao's condition is indeed very serious. Zhen Fei took the pen and prescribed a dose of medicine, and in this medicine, he added one more medicine: miscanthus salt.

The main treatment of miscanthus nitrate is to break the ruffian, warm it, eliminate food, chase water, and slow diarrhea. It is used for the treatment of stomach ruffian, phlegm, dyspepsia, edema, edema, mastoma, amenorrhea, constipation and so on.

Miscanthus has no effect on angina, but it has no effect, this main medicine is a "laxative", even if Zhen Fei does not have any eyes, he is also suspicious of He Jingyao who suddenly appeared, this flavor of miscanthus is a good medicine for curing diseases, but also a latent bomb.

Zhen Fei said respectfully: "Senior sister, please take the medicine according to the prescription, ensure that the medicine will be cured, and in the future, you must relieve your worries, don't overwork, your illness will naturally be cured." ”

"Thank you, junior brother." He Jingyao said delicately.

"We're a family, you're welcome." Zhen Fei said generously.

He Jingyao frowned, looked outside, and said quietly: "Memories are like umbrellas, holding up my childhood thoughts." Our family is a generation of Shanghai people, like the people of Shanghai, the alleys of Shanghai, the Shikumen of Shanghai, this is the culture of the old Shanghai. Old Shanghai Grandma, Wu Nong softly, like to hold a small bench, sit at the door of the house, while picking up small dishes and the neighborhood Kasan Lake, no matter how powerful the sound is also glutinous, the old Abba usually speaks the Shanghai dialect with transliteration, and my father speaks the Shanghai dialect with transliteration. The small bridges, flowing water, and people in Shanghai are endlessly missing. ”

Quietly listening to He Jingyao's soft words, Zhen Fei couldn't recall the details of what the Onmyoji said, as if the Onmyoji didn't speak with a southern accent, but it didn't belong to a complete northern accent, he was a little confused, could it be that the girl in front of him was really the daughter of the Onmyoji?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Zhen Fei insisted that He Jingyao must not be as simple as simply seeing a doctor, thinking about it like this, the emotions that had just been aroused by He Jingyao's emotion became gone.

Packing up the medicine box, Zhen Fei said goodbye to He Jingyao and walked out, jumped onto the shore, and walked a few steps with an umbrella. When I looked back at the ship, I don't know when it had disappeared, and all around it was dark with the shadows of swaying trees and the rustling sound of wind and rain.

Zhen Fei was frightened into a cold sweat by the mysterious scene in front of him, he hurriedly tightened the medicine box on his shoulder and quickly left here.

After walking for a long time to find the road, Zhen Fei's whole body was already soaked, the temperature in Shanghai in May was around ten degrees, it was relatively cold, and after getting into a taxi, he sneezed a few times, the driver looked around, and asked suspiciously: "Sir, this is a park, and there is no one nearby." ”

"Don't mention it, I met a ghost, hurry up and drive to the Shin Shin home near the civilian hospital."

"Oh." The taxi driver hastened out of the deserted place.

After getting out of the car, Zhen Fei paid the fare and hurried upstairs, and Aunt Pan was already resting. Zhen Fei rushed into the bath, took off the clothes on his body and washed them, and then took a hot bath, feeling much more comfortable.

I went to the kitchen to heat up some cold rice and cold dishes, had a supper, and then found another set of clothes, he only had two sets of clothes, and they were all casual clothes, and they could be changed immediately when folded out of the pleats. After changing out of old clothes, you need to wash them immediately so that you don't delay the next change.

Although life is a lot of embarrassment, Zhen Fei doesn't think it's hard, all of this is what he has earned with his labor, and every grain comes from blood and sweat.

After going to work the next day, Zhen Fei came to the office of the dean Qu Jinlin to sign a five-year labor contract, and he saw that the annual salary stipulated above was 8,000 yuan, and the bonus was calculated separately, and the reward for curing a patient was 100 yuan.

Zhen Fei's heart is more happy, such a high monthly salary is as much as the department director, which shows that the civilian hospital attaches great importance to him.

After returning to the oncology department, Mei Zi changed her cold attitude and greeted Zhen Fei with a smile: "Doctor Zhen, you will be the attending doctor in our department in the future, you have to work harder." ”

"That must be worked hard under the leadership of Director Meizi." Zhen Fei expressed his position very modestly.

Meizi suddenly said, "Until now, I don't understand how you cured cancer. ”

"It's not to cure cancer, it's just to suppress it temporarily, and it's still far from being cured." Zhen Fei scratched his head.

"Yes, it's suppressed for the time being, and that's a big technical level. What I want to ask is, how did you do it. Umeko asked in hot pursuit.

Sighing, Zhen Fei said in embarrassment: "I can't say this either." ”

"You're deliberately hiding yourself, aren't you? How? Are you going to treasure the treatment plan as a treasure? Meizi got angry and said disdainfully.

"It's not like this, I'm not hiding myself, it's really not, anyway, it's treated individually, targeted treatment, you can also see, when Keiko was sick, I looked for a solution in her ward every day."

"It's true, I thought you were playing tricks."

Zhen Fei said very sincerely: "Director Meizi, you may have some prejudice against me, but this is not the case, I am very willing to take out the technique and share it with you, but it is a bit difficult, that acupuncture ordinary person can't master it, and my master does not allow me to teach others." ”

"I'm still going to learn from you, and when I hear you say that, it's no fun?" Meizi was disappointed.

After thinking about it, Zhen Fei said in a low voice: "Then I'll pass on this kung fu to you, anyway, my master is also dead, unless he crawls out of the grave." ”

"I'm not begging you to teach me." Meizi's heart is eager to try, and she has to take care of it on the surface, this is a woman's reserve.

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