The room is more empty than I imagined, there are no superfluous furnishings in the house, and there is a six-fold mahogany carved screen, turning the screen, there is a bathtub-shaped iron tripod filled with black thick Chinese medicinal juice, and a red charcoal fire is burning below, heating the medicinal juice in the ding. The white steam of the medicinal juice in the ding, and the strong smell of Chinese medicine made me feel sick to my stomach, and a mouthful of sour water came out of my mouth. I suppressed the discomfort of gagging, and saw the pink curtain on the hollow carved round arch of mahogany in the inner room on the left hanging down, I walked over and wanted to open the curtain, Yun De whispered behind me: "Young lady, no matter what you see for a while, please don't come forward and disturb Mr. Fu's treatment." ”

I nodded, and Yunde helped me open the curtain. There were six braziers rising in the room, and the room was baked like the middle of summer. In the inner room, there was only a small copper bed, and there was no futon curtain on the bed, just a bare bed frame, not even a bed board, only a few copper pillars as thick as bamboo poles, as support. Yun Zheng ** lay on the copper pillar, his eyes were closed, obviously still in a coma, his limbs were opened in a large shape, and on his wrists and ankles, a round and smooth copper ring was locked, and the copper ring was welded with a heavy copper chain, and the other end of the chain was set on the pillars at the four corners of the copper bed. I was shocked and angry, and wanted to rush over, but Yun De immediately grabbed me: "Young lady, you promised not to affect Mr. Fu's diagnosis and treatment." ”

I paused, only then did I notice that Mr. Fu, who was only wearing a single coat, was baking silver needles on the candle flame, and I turned my head to stare at Yun De: "Why do you want to lock up Yun Zheng?" What are you going to do to him? ”

"Young lady, the process of diagnosis and treatment is very painful, lock up Young Master Zheng so that he won't hurt himself." Yunde explained in a low voice. But I heard Yun Zheng suddenly let out a muffled snort, I hurriedly looked over, and saw that Yun Zheng's whole body kept twitching, his hands clenched into fists, his joints clicked, struggling hard, the copper chain and copper pillar were pulled and hit to make a crisp "ding" sound, and the black lines on his face kept sprouting and growing like vines, gradually growing into a tattoo-like pattern. I was stunned by this strange sight, and Yun Zheng opened his eyes and let out an irrepressible cry of pain. "Yunde! Fast! Mr. Fu said suddenly, Yun De had already flown to the head of the bed when the black line grew just now, and when Yun Zheng opened his mouth and screamed in pain, he quickly pulled a white cloth from Yun Zheng's mouth and tied it into a tight knot behind his head. Yun Zheng struggled violently, but he couldn't make a sound from his mouth anymore, and could only hear a muffled hum of "woo". "Yun Zheng......" I burst into tears, ran to the copper bed, trembling and squatting down. My Yun Zheng, what kind of sin are you suffering? Yun De said in a low voice: "Young lady, this is just to prevent Young Master Zheng from biting himself......" "Yun Zheng ......" tears are surging like spring water, and I only feel that my heart is also struggling and churning with him in severe pain. Yun Zheng struggled violently, shaking the copper bed "squeak", and the crisp collision sound of the copper chain and the bedpost reflected the pain his body endured. His eyes were red, but his eyes were sloppy, and although his eyes were open, he could tell at a glance that he was not conscious. Mr. Fu put a silver needle on his body, his body stiffened, his eyes closed, and he fainted again.

Yun Zheng ...... "I didn't dare to reach out and touch him, for fear of affecting Mr. Fu's needle." There are more and more black lines on Yun Zheng's body, swimming under the skin like insects, Mr. Fu picked up a silver needle again, and quickly pierced a black line, the black line was like a fish nailed to the head, no longer moving rapidly, but kept twisting his body, as if struggling violently, and a peanut-sized pimple immediately appeared on the skin where the silver needle was pierced, getting bigger and bigger, getting darker and darker, and Yun Zheng still let out a painful snort in the coma. The black lines on the back began to run around, Mr. Fu picked up the needle and fell, and kept applying the needle, in an instant, Yun Zheng's back had dozens of silver needles pierced, every time he applied a needle, Yun Zheng snorted in pain, and there were more and more black pimples on his back that were tightly nailed to his head, and there were more and more black bumps on his skin. I could see that my scalp was numb, my feet were itchy, and my heart was full of worry and fear. The stench of [***] filled the room, and Yun Zheng's body began to spasm and twitch slightly, and the more he got to the back, the more he twitched, and even though his mouth was strangled with a white cloth, broken moans still came out of his mouth intermittently.

Mr. Fu's face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face, and the single clothes on his body were almost soaked, Yun De twisted a towel and kept wiping his sweat. Time passed minute by minute, and there were more and more silver needles on Yun Zheng's body, densely pierced all over his body, his back, neck, arms, and legs, except for the lack of needles on his face, almost all over his body, and at a glance, it seemed to be a huge needle bag. More and more black blood leached out from the edge of the silver needle, and the terrifying black leached a strange picture on Yun Zheng's transparent skin.

The tattoo on Yun Zheng's face stopped growing, and the pattern of the black line was like a strangely shaped vine, if I hadn't watched it grow under Yun Zheng's face so terrifyingly, if it hadn't brought Yun Zheng so intense pain, the shape of the vine could even be called beautiful. Mr. Fu took out another set of needles, but this time it was not a silver needle, but a gold needle. After sterilizing the golden needle, he unscrewed a small jade bottle, which emitted a rich fragrance that diluted the foul smell in the room. He inserted all the golden needles into the jade bottle, and when he took them out again, the golden needles carried a transparent liquid that exuded a fragrant fragrance. Mr. Fu raised the needle and pricked it into Yun Zheng's face, not directly on the strange pattern, but near the tip of the vine that grew upward. The black lines that made up the pattern moved suddenly, and they seemed to be so afraid of the golden needle, or the scent of the juice that it carried, that they retreated to the lower part of their necks. Mr. Fu quickly applied the needle continuously, and forced those black lines back step by step, until those black lines were all withdrawn from his face like a mess and retreated to his body, Mr. Fu raised the silver needle again, and tied those black lines with the method just now, and after all this, he took a long breath, and his body seemed to have experienced a fierce struggle, and relaxed from the high tension.

Yun De also breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took a towel to wipe Mr. Fu's face. I looked at the poor Yun Zheng who was unconscious on the bed with tears in my eyes, and the dirty blood leaching from the edge of the silver needle gradually stained Yun Zheng's whole body black, but I didn't dare to cry, I didn't dare to reach out and touch him, for fear that my crying would annoy Mr. Fu, and that my careless actions would add chaos to the diagnosis and treatment. My Yun Zheng, my Yun Zheng......

There was a slight cracking sound from Yun Zheng's back, and the pimple that was applied first was swollen by black blood, and dirty blood gushed out at once. I looked up at Mr. Fu in a panic, and he unhurriedly took out a gourd with some small eyes on his body, pulled out the stopper, and pointed the gourd's mouth at the broken bloody bump, and at the same time pulled out the silver needle. After a while, a small diamond-shaped snake head poked out of the gourd, there was a blood-red symbol-like pattern on the snake's head, and the two eyes were also red and shiny, and the little snake crawled out of the gourd, and the whole body was as snow-white and crystal as jade, swallowing the snake letter of blood, smelling the smell of dirty blood, the little snake became excited, opened its mouth, and bit on the cracked blood bump.

"Yikes!" I exclaimed. Mr. Fu glanced at me lightly and didn't make a sound, Yun De hurriedly said, "Young lady, don't be afraid, this snake is specially used to diagnose Young Master Zheng." ”

Looking closely at the snake, the snake seemed to be gulping down the blood in the blood bump, and in a moment it swallowed the black blood, and red blood oozed out. The little snake opened his mouth and twisted lazily, and the second breaking sound came from another blood bump, Mr. Fu pulled out the silver needle, and the little snake flexibly bypassed the densely pierced silver needle on Yun Zheng's body, put its mouth on the cracked bloody bump, and bit it again, swallowing the blood in a big gulp.

I was stunned by this strange scene, and watched stupidly as the little snake swallowed the blood in the bloody bumps one by one. Its snow-white body gradually turned a little gray, and then slowly turned black, and the more dirty blood it drank, the deeper the blackness became, until it changed from a small white snake to a small black snake with a black body. The silver needles on Yun Zheng's body became less and less, and the little black snake's belly gradually bulged, like a balloon filled with water, becoming more and more round. In the end, it couldn't crawl at all, so Mr. Fu pushed it in front of those dirty blood bumps, probably because it ate too hard, it swallowed the dirty blood hard, I just felt that if it swallowed one more bite, its stomach would be swollen, but it swallowed one bite after another, and its stomach was still not broken, like a greedy glutton.

The last silver needle was pulled out, and the little snake swallowed the last mouthful of dirty blood, and its body was already round into a leather ball, and it couldn't climb anymore, so it rolled off Yun Zheng's back and fell to the ground. Mr. Fu breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the golden needle off Yun Zheng's face, and said to Yun De: "Turn over." ”

Yun De untied the copper ring that locked Yun Zheng's limbs, and turned Yun Zheng's body flat up, facing up. Only then did I see that Yun Zheng also had dozens of dazzling golden needles pierced in front of him, which were the same as the golden needles that were pierced on his face before, and I thought that they should have the same effect as the golden needles on his face, which were used to force back those black threads, so that they could be concentrated on his back, so that Mr. Fu could diagnose and treat them.

Mr. Fu pulled out all the golden needles in front of Yun Zheng, and said in a deep voice, "Carry Young Master Zheng into the medicine tripod." Yun De picked up the unconscious Yun Zheng and stepped out of the inner room, I quickly followed him out and saw him put Yun Zheng into the steaming medicine pod. Yun Zheng groaned slightly, and I hurriedly rushed forward: "Yun Zheng, are you awake......"

But I saw that his eyes were still closed, and his face was pale, without a trace of blood and anger. Yun De raised his eyes to look at me: "Young lady, Mr. Fu pierced the young master's sleeping hole with a silver needle, and the young master will not wake up until the routine diagnosis is completed." ”

"Is he okay?" I whispered, "How long is he going to soak it?" ”

"From now on, until tomorrow morning." Mr. Fu walked out of the inner room, "It's okay now, the young lady is inconvenient, please go back and rest." ”

"No!" I refused, "I'm here with him." ”

"Young lady......" Yun De wanted to persuade me, but I looked at him fixedly and said resolutely, "You don't have to persuade me, I won't leave!" ”

Yun De turned his head to look at Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu glanced at me, and said to Yun De: "Bring in a soft couch for the young lady." ”

Yun De heard the words and went out, Mr. Fu reached out to test the temperature of the medicinal juice, added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier under the iron roof, I saw that his single clothes were soaked with sweat, and gave him a grateful salute: "Mr. Fu, thank you!" ”

He was stunned, then smiled faintly, and his expression was a little lonely: "Young lady doesn't need to be polite, Fu is not talented, and he can't cure Young Master Zheng's illness, so he doesn't dare to thank him." ”

"What kind of disease does Yun Zheng have?" I finally couldn't hold back the doubts in my heart. Is Yun Zheng really sick? Is there such a strange disease in this world? He is like that, more like the poisoning or ...... described in martial arts novels

Mr. Fu looked at me and said lightly: "Young lady, it's inconvenient to tell you below, if you want to know, when Young Master Zheng wakes up, you can ask him." ”

I knew he wouldn't say anything to me anymore. Yun De asked Tie Wei to move the soft couch in, and I sat on the couch, looking at Yun Zheng who was soaked in the medicine pod, and Mr. Fu, who was observing the temperature of the potion from time to time and adding charcoal to the brazier, and sat worriedly until dawn.

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