The summer in the south has officially arrived at this point in time, and Song Beiyun, as a traverser, is most afraid of summer.

Although there is no urban heat island effect due to factors such as high-rise buildings and high carbon emissions, the overall temperature in this era is slightly lower than in the future, but dog days can still reach 34-36 degrees Celsius, and now is the most uncomfortable rainy season in the south before the Dragon Boat Festival.

In this weather, even the cute young lady is not cute, and the most comfortable way is to take off and lie on the bamboo bed and drink ice water.

However, in the past two days, Song Beiyun has been deprived of even the right to lie down in the summer, and this senior brother, who is almost fifty years older than himself, will personally come to knock on the door early every morning, shout Song Beiyun and call him to the river to practice the five fowl play......

"Senior brother, as a doctor, you have to be strong yourself, you see that the senior brother is still strong after the armor, although it is not as immortal as the uncle, but if it is an idler, whether it is a prince or nobleman or a peddler and pawn, it is not comparable."

The old imperial doctor said to Song Beiyun while practicing the five bird operas over and over again: "Senior brother, you are good at diligence and frolic, you are still young, and I will wait for this pulse to revitalize the great task on the junior brother." ”

Song Beiyun yawned there with sleepy eyes and learned to flap his wings, and after hearing this, he let out a sigh and turned his head sideways: "Senior brother, what about so many of your disciples?" Why is it me? ”

"They...... Alas...... Elm heads, all elm heads. ”

The old imperial doctor said angrily, and then took off his coat directly, got shirtless, and jumped into the river with only a crotch cloth, and flew up and down in the water like a swimming fish.

"Wow, senior brother...... You're so physically powerful, and you usually pretend to be trembling? ”

"Don't pretend, if you don't pretend to be those elm heads, you won't want to learn!" The old imperial doctor poked his head out of the river: "I told them three years ago that my deadline is approaching, so that they can inherit my mantle, otherwise I don't know how many years it will take." Those elms! Okay, let's not talk about them, the junior and younger brothers come together, and entering the water in the early morning is the principle of yin and yang harmony to strengthen the body. ”

Swimming is indeed a physical fitness, this is an indisputable fact, but Song Beiyun thought about it, let himself take a mandarin duck bath with this old man in this beautiful place, and he was physically disgusted.

"Senior brother, as an imperial doctor, don't you know the secrets in the palace?"

"I know a little, but it's very boring, it's better to indulge in the mountains and rivers with my junior brother." The old imperial doctor said that suddenly a dolphin jumped out of the water, and then plunged heavily into the deep water, and no one was seen for a long time.

I'm afraid it's not drowned, right? Song Beiyun calculated the time and found that it had been three minutes...... He hurriedly got up to check, but he didn't expect the old man to come out of the other side of the river, and the posture was more professional than professional.

"Senior brother, let's compete to see who can swim faster."

"No, no......" Song Beiyun waved his hand again and again: "I still have a patient, and I will go to feed him medicine later." ”

The old imperial doctor was quite disappointed and pricked back, went ashore to wipe his body clean and put on his clothes, and turned back into the slow and trembling old man again, and then said to Song Beiyun while arranging his hair: "By the way, junior brother, the day before yesterday, several of my disciples were invited to diagnose a teenager, but they saw a strange thing, and the almost incurable disease was treated with a bizarre method. ”

"Young man, you said it was the North Slope, son of An Tingshi."

"It seems so."

"Senior brother, just take a look, senior brother's Taoism is much higher than mine."

This is really not a compliment, although this old man is eccentric, but in the entire Great Song Dynasty and even the Jinliao Grassland, this old man's reputation is at the top, at the level of the ancestor. He is the imperial doctor, but he generally does not treat diseases, so he is placed there as a mascot, and when he encounters the unevenness of his disciples and grandchildren, he helps out, and most of the time he is tossing some strange things.

He was willing to work tirelessly to come to Luzhou this time, one is that he heard that someone has successfully prevented and treated the plague, you must know that the most common way to deal with the plague in this era is to find a place to surround it, let people fend for themselves in it, how to prevent it, how to block, how to diagnose it is a problem among the problems, so he decided to come and see it in person.

Second, he really misses the good grandson at home, I heard that the good grandson has set off from Hongzhou Mansion to Luzhou to participate in the state examination, he simply came over directly, and then he will live for a few more days, and he can see the good grandson a few times.

It's just that this time, surprises and frightens followed, and the reappearance of the master and uncle is like a treasure for this sect that is thin and scattered everywhere, and the ability shown by this young junior brother, except for being lazy, is it really in line with the requirements of the sect, and I don't know how strong it is to cultivate those elm pimples by myself.

"Senior brother, don't tease him as a brother." The old man waved his hand again and again, and said with a serious face: "The way of medicine is the way, the one who achieves it is the first, just the illustrated book of the junior brother is enough for me to ponder for half a lifetime, hateful...... I hate my brother, I am over the age of six, if I can go back to my youth, I will definitely figure out why. ”

"It's not too late." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Let's go, senior brother and I will go to the Assassin Mansion with me to take a look, if the son of the An family no longer has a fever today, it will be very good." ”

"Let's go." The old imperial doctor looked excited, like a child: "But let me also see and understand." ”

On the way to the Thorn Mansion, the two of them bought a piece of Hu cake on the side of the road together, drank a bowl of sesame oil soup, and when eating, the old imperial doctor also lamented that hundreds of thousands of victims outside the city did not affect the city, this Fu Wang is indeed a generation of virtuous kings, and his political ability is really first-class in the world.

In this regard, Song Beiyun repeatedly said yes.

He also said that the best grandson of his family admires King Fu the most, especially after this disaster, King Fu's reputation outside is very good, so good that it makes people a little panicked, because compared with the inactive Song Dynasty, King Fu has done much stronger.

In this regard, the old imperial doctor concluded that in a few days, King Fu was afraid that he would start to defile himself for protection, but Song Beiyun felt that this was unlikely, because it was not in the interests of Zhao Xing, who represented the imperial court on the face but actually wore the same pants as King Fu, and the enemies they were fighting together were the existing literati group, clan group and gentry group in the Great Song Dynasty.

If these three mountains are not removed, King Fu will definitely be able to stay healthy forever.

However, it is not absolute, maybe under the pressure of the literati group, King Fu may make a series of concessions, but who cares, Song Beiyun is just a candidate from the seventh grade, and the gods above can't fight now.

"Senior brother, do you have tattoos on you?"

"Tattoos? What tattoos? ”

"Oh......" The old man shook his head: "That is not yet time, since the master has not informed you, it is not yet the time, I can't say a lot." ”

This old man...... Why is the god babbling? Song Beiyun looked him up and down, but he didn't care very much, and knocked on the door of the assassin's house with a hu cake in his mouth.

These days, he basically comes over every day to deliver medicine to Beipo, the guards and subordinates of the Assassin Mansion are already familiar with him, plus he almost has the grace of reinvention on the Beipo, the day before yesterday, those imperial doctors said that Beipo was pulled back from the Ghost Gate, so the Assassin Mansion can be said to be respectful to Song Beiyun from top to bottom, and even the Assassin himself is extremely polite.

So when he entered the back house, he only needed to pass it on, and no one would or dare to make things difficult.

After entering the back house, it happened that Beipo was eating, and the thorn should be at work, so there was not so much courtesy, after Beipo saw Song Beiyun, he hurriedly stood up: "Brother Xian, hurry up, sit down." Xiaocui, go and prepare tea for Song Gongzi and this old gentleman. ”

Song Beiyun stepped forward with a smile, sat down next to him, and looked Beipo up and down: "Brother Beipo's complexion is much better." ”

"TOEFL, TOEFL." Beipo solemnly put down the dishes and chopsticks and said to Song Beiyun: "If it weren't for the rejuvenation of the virtuous brother, I am afraid that now there will only be a wisp of smoke left in the lonely grave for my brother." ”

"Hahaha, no, no, Brother Beipo is very lucky, if it weren't for Brother Beipo and my medicine, I wouldn't have much to do."

This is true, if Beipo is allergic to penicillin, then Song Beiyun can only stare dryly, he only has penicillin, an antibiotic, cephalosporin, cilin, mycin, nitrazole, floxacin five antibiotics, among hundreds of types, only one penicillin is still far away.

"Who is this old gentleman?"

The old imperial doctor's face was cold, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, not at all like the white stripes in the waves in the river just now, and it really looked like that.

"This is the Imperial Hospital, Imperial Doctor Yan."

Hearing this name, Beipo immediately got up and bowed to the old imperial doctor, this is the great medical officer of the imperial court, although he has no real power, but he is also a real second-grade treatment, even the director of the imperial hospital is his disciple, you can imagine how high his status is. Not to mention the north slope, even his father has to salute when he sees him, and even many first-class and second-grade officials have to salute when they see him, as long as they are not older than him.

You must know that in this society where the status of doctors is generally not high, it is not an exaggeration to describe such a person as rare, and the last person to have this kind of treatment was Sun Simiao, the former medicine king.

"No need to be polite." The old imperial doctor said solemnly with a shelf: "Today, the old man will diagnose your pulse." ”

Beipo was thrilled at the time, his face became unsightly, this felt like he was hospitalized, he was about to be discharged, and suddenly the most respected expert attending physician in the hospital came over and said, "Today I will personally come to do all the examinations again", this is no longer scary, it is simply the horror of life.

"Brother Beipo, don't panic, Imperial Doctor Yan is the best doctor in the world, take advantage of this time, if you want to eat something, tell your little brother."

When Beipo heard Song Beiyun's words, his face was green, and for a moment, he thought that his state had improved.