It only took an hour, Xu Qing finally emptied all the bruises from the injury, Tang Guobin suddenly felt a burst of urgency, and Tang Qingsheng hurriedly brought a urinal to help his son catch it.

After his son finished urinating, Tang Qingsheng glanced at the mouth of the pot, and there was actually a small half pot of red blood urine in it, so shocked that his hand shook and almost threw the urinal in his hand.

Professor Gu leaned over to take a look, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he stepped forward and grabbed Xu Qing's hand and said, "Boy, you won't really force all the blood into the urine and excrete it from your body, right?" ”

Xu Qing smiled noncommittally, then gently pulled out his hand and said, "I'm not sure about this, you can do a check-up." ”

Professor Gu didn't say much, stretched out three fingers and put them on Tang Guobin's left wrist, held his breath and condensed, and slowly closed his eyes.

Traditional Chinese medicine pulse is a profound knowledge, there is often a point of inching the ruler can break the ups and downs, Professor Gu comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and has his own set of pulse and disease.

After a long time, Professor Gu breathed a sigh of relief and sighed lightly: "The future is terrifying, Old Man Wang has accepted a good apprentice!" ”

Tang Qingsheng was still a little nervous in his heart, and asked anxiously, "How is Guobin's injury?" ”

Professor Gu stroked his beard and smiled, and the three fingers on his wrist suddenly raised and pointed at Xu Qing: "With this kid making a move, the old man is happy, the blood in the meridians is gone, and he can be discharged from the hospital with a plaster cast tomorrow." ”

Tang Guobin was overjoyed, squeezed his eyes at Xu Qing and said, "Stinky boy, you really have you, wait for my brother to ask for a big dinner." ”

Xu Qing wrinkled his nose and said, "It's necessary to eat a big meal, and I still have something for you to help me with today." After speaking, he took out the silk silk wrapped in finger bones and shook it and said: "I picked up a piece of cloth yesterday, I don't know any of the words on it, and I want to call Wu Lao to come over and help Chang Changyan." ”

Tang Guobin hadn't spoken yet, Tang Qingsheng on the side said with a smile: "Little things, I'll let Lao Wu come over now, and show me the things first." ”

Xu Qing handed the silk to Tang Qingsheng, and he dialed Wu Lao's phone number while looking at it.

Professor Gu smiled slightly, packed up his things and left, and when he left, he told Xu Qing that the pill would take about a week to be ready, and when the time came, he would go to Tang Guobin to take it.

Tang Qingsheng's words were quite powerful, and in less than twenty minutes after a phone call, he saw Wu Lao Shi Shiran in a green robe walk into the ward, this old man obviously still had some resentment about the last time he borrowed the sword, so he only said hello to Tang Qingsheng, and ignored Xu Qing.

"Old Wu! Here is a silk embroidered character, it seems to be the words of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, you can help translate it. Tang Qingsheng handed the silk in his hand to Wu Lao.

Wu Lao, who has studied ancient characters, took the silk silk and spread it out, his eyes seemed to be fixed, and he chanted something in a low voice, the old man didn't even sit on a stool, so the mallet-like pestle repeatedly recognized the ancient characters on the silk in place, sometimes frowning, sometimes chanting a paragraph, and finally the hands holding the silk began to tremble slightly.

Wu Lao suddenly raised his head and said: "Mr. Tang, if I am not mistaken, this silk contains a secret history of Buddhism, I want to know where you got it from?" ”

Tang Qingsheng said indifferently: "A friend sent it a few days ago, I don't know what it says?" ”