People who are seriously ill tend to be sleepy. It didn't take long for Fan Jiyou to hold on. Seeing this, Fan Miaoshu said goodbye to Zhou and left with Mingyun.

On the way back to Miaoyuan, Mingyun kept thinking about the miracle doctor in the mouth of the second uncle, so he asked his mother: "Mother, today the second uncle mentioned a miracle doctor who has been away from the world for a long time, do you know that person?" ”

"Who didn't know him in the royal capital back then, his medical skills were outstanding, and his literary brilliance was also outstanding, and everyone in the world praised him as a little Shennong." Fan Miaoshu said.

"Can't you really find this person?" Mingyun asked.

Fan Miaoshu shook her head slightly: "As your uncle said, we haven't heard from him for nearly ten years. He was not from the Jin Kingdom, and after leaving the Jin Kingdom back then, no one knew where he went. The world is so big, where are you going to find people? Even if he finds it, your uncle won't be able to wait. ”

Mingyun's eyes darkened: "Uncle's illness, is there really no way?" ”

"Life and death are fate, it depends on the will of heaven." Fan Miaoshu said nothing, and never spoke again all the way.

The days passed, and there was no news of any improvement in Qinghui Garden. Not only did it not get better, but it got worse and worse, and everyone couldn't help but be discouraged when they saw it. In addition to taking care of him every day, Zhou only sits in the next room and cries the rest of the time. Others didn't dare to persuade them, and Zhou cried even more when they said more.

On this day and night, Fan Ying came to Qinghui Garden again to visit.

On the bed, Fan Jiyou's face burned red, but his lips were dark. Fan Ying looked at his sick son on the bed, stretched out his old hand to stroke Fan Jiyou's cheek, touched it lightly a few times, sighed deeply, and said, "I'm sorry for you for my father." ”

Fan Jiyou seemed to sense the coming, his eyes rolled in his eyelids a few times, and not long after, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye, and his mouth moved, as if he was saying something, Fan Ying couldn't hear clearly, so he could only listen close to his ears. Fan Jiyou's voice was too soft and muffled. Fan Ying listened for a long time before he recognized one of the sentences: "Father, you are too partial." ”

Fan Ying heard this, and was silent for a long time, his mouth moved, and he couldn't say a word. Then, he sighed again, patted the side of Fan Jiyou's hair, and left the inner room.

After Fan Ying came out of the house, he did not leave, he came to the hall and sat down alone. There were only a few lights in the hall, and the light was dim. The people were about to light the lamp, but they were stopped by Fan Ying, "Don't light the lamp, all retreat." ”

The Qinghui Garden was filled with the smell of bitter medicine, and the smell was pervasive, even the hall could smell it.

Outside the house, the medical officer had already prepared the fierce medicine that he would not dare to use on weekdays, and the medicine boys were trembling, and their hands were trembling a little. The night is getting deeper and deeper, and everyone's hearts are becoming more and more uneasy, especially the servants and concubines in the courtyard. The servants and maids still have work in their hands, and the concubines have nothing to do, and their hearts are flustered, so they can only kneel in the house and pray to God. All the people were praying that the people in the house would make it through so that they could stay alive. They wept miserably, as if they had seen the door of the black and cold tomb opening towards them.

Just when everyone was discouraged, Fan Ji shot a dark fox fur coat, strode into Qinghui Garden with a snowflake, he took the two of them straight into the hall, and shouted loudly inside: "Father, the second brother is saved, the second brother is saved, you see who has been invited!" ”

When Fan Ying heard this, he thought that he had invited some famous doctor. During this period of time, those so-called famous doctors did not know how many they hired, and although each of them was famous, none of them could cure his son.

There was the sound of footsteps in the hall, and Fan Ying raised his eyes to look. At this look, Fan Ying couldn't help but be surprised, and slowly stood up with his desk on the desk, his eyes staring at the person who came, as if he was carefully confirming whether the person who came was the same person as he thought. I saw two people standing behind Fan Ji, one was Zhu Min, a retainer sent to various places to invite famous doctors, and the other was a white-haired man in a navy blue winter robe. That face was still what Fan Ying remembered, but the white hair made him uncertain.

"Xue Xian has seen Master Fan." Xue Xian stepped forward and bowed his hand.

As soon as Fan Ying heard the name, what he thought in his heart was confirmed, and his eyes burst out with eager light and hope. If it is said that the leader of the world's divine doctors should be the god of the Heavenly Trench, Xue Xian inherited the god of the machine, and he is the most proud disciple of the god machine. As early as ten years ago, Xue Xian's medical skills were respected by the world as Xiao Shennong, and his medical skills must be more sophisticated now.

"If it's really Mr. Xue, my son is saved, Mr. quickly excuse me." Fan Ying stepped forward in person.

Xue Xian smiled and saluted Fan Ying, and did not add much greetings, then said: "The boss has a heart of love for his son, Xue is very moved, and Bowang is also Xue's old friend, so he should do his best to diagnose and treat him." Boss, the illness should not be delayed, since I have already arrived, it is better to lead me to check Bowang's pulse first. "Bowang is Fan Jiyou's word.

Fan Ying thought so deeply and said, "That's right, sir, please." ”

Zhou had already heard the letter at this time. She was fidgeting in the inner room at this time, sitting in her seat for a while, and then standing up and circling in a circle, when she saw Fan Ying and Fan Jijiao walking in with a white-haired man of extraordinary appearance.

That must be Mr. Xue, it is rumored that he is elegant and profound, unconventional, I saw it today, and it is true. Zhou hurriedly suppressed the tears that were about to overflow his eyes, and hurried to meet them.

"The concubine has seen her father, she has seen her husband, please ask him to save my husband." Zhou said with a sad face.

Xue Xian smiled comfortingly at Zhou's and said, "Madame, don't worry, it is the destiny of a doctor to treat diseases and save people, and I will do my best." ”

Zhou wiped a handful of tears and hurriedly invited Xue Xian to the bed to check Fan Jiyou's pulse. When Xue Xian was diagnosing his pulse, the room was quiet, and their eyes were all staring directly at Xue Xian. I saw that Xue Xian's eyebrows began to frown from the time he connected to the pulse, and the more he frowned, the tighter and tighter, and he withdrew his hand after a while.

"Mr. Xue, how is my husband?" Zhou stood behind Xue Xian, looking very nervous.

"It's not good, but it's still savvy for the time being." After Xue Xian finished checking his pulse, he replied.

As soon as he heard the word "saved", Zhou was overjoyed. But Fan Ying heard the words in Xue Xian's words, and asked in a deep voice: "Sir, for the time being, what do these two words mean?" ”

Xue Xian stood up and said, "That's what it means literally." The root cause of Bowang's illness is not the wind chill this time, but the knife that was stabbed in the chest many years ago. The knife wound has healed, but the poison has not been completely removed. The poison has remained in the body for many years, and has invaded the internal organs, especially the lung meridians, causing great damage. With such a body, I am afraid that even immortals will be difficult to save. ”

When Fan Ying heard this, his heart sank, "Sir, is there really no way?" ”

Xue Xian said: "It is impossible to recover, but if you try your best to save and treat properly, you can still add a few more years of life." ”

"How many years of life", Fan Ying read a low sentence and asked, "Sir, how many years are these years?" ”

Xue Xian said: "If it is properly cared for, five years can be expected." ”

Fan Ying sighed, five years, five years is already the best answer he has heard. How many doctors arrived at Fan's Mansion, and after checking the pulse, they hinted that they needed to prepare for the future. Five years is the best result.

"Understood. That's the trouble for Mr. Labor. Fan Ying said, his voice full of tiredness.

"The boss takes a box of beads as the diagnosis money, since I have received this pot of beads, Xue must do his best, I will stay in the house for a few days, and leave after Brother Bowang's health improves." After that, Xue Xian asked for pen and ink, drafted a recipe, and handed it to the waiter. He took out another porcelain bottle, poured out three pills from it, and said, "This medicine is a pill that was prepared in advance according to the symptoms mentioned by Brother Zhu Min on the way here. Today's pulse diagnosis, the symptoms are all consistent, this pill can be mixed with water, rest assured to take it. The medicine on the recipe is quite troublesome to boil, it will take at least three hours, and now the medicine is dispensed and boiled, and it can be taken tomorrow morning. ”

Fan Ying bowed his head and said: "Then according to what Mr. said, Zhou, immediately arrange for someone to boil the medicine." After the old man spoke, Qinghui Garden began to get busy.

By the next day, everyone in the palace heard that Qinghui Garden had invited Xue Xian.

In Miaoyuan, Fan Miaoshu was grooming, and when she heard the news, she made a move and said in surprise: "What, Xue Xian?" I really invited Xue Xian. ”

Luo Ying nodded and replied: "It's true, it is indeed Xiao Shennong Xue Xian." ”

Fan Miaoshu asked: "Xiao Shennong has not come out of the world for ten years, who invited him?" ”

"Mrs. Hui is a retainer named Zhu Hong." Luo Ying had already inquired, so she told the whole story of the matter.

"This is really a coincidence, it seems that the will of heaven still favors the second brother. If the eldest brother knew about this, he would be very happy. Fan Miaoshu asked again: "Who is that, my father has rewarded it?" ”

Luo Ying replied: "It's Zhu Min." Last night, I rewarded the same pearl of gold and silver. ”

Fan Miaoshu said: "Then we will also give a reward." Also, let Mingyun clean up, and we'll visit Qinghui Garden later. ”

Luo Ying bowed her head and said, "Oh, the slave and maid will go down and make arrangements." ”

After Mingyun heard the news, she was happy at first, but when she heard the sentence "five years can be expected", she was stunned, and finally turned into a sigh and said: "It turns out that divine doctors can't cure all diseases." ”

When he followed his mother to Qinghui Garden again, Mingyun met the legendary little Shennong Xue Xian. She thought that all the miracle doctors should be old men, but the Mr. Xue in front of her was much younger than she imagined, gentle and elegant, and had a good temperament. It's just that what makes Mingyun strange is that Mr. Xue is obviously not old, but he has white hair, I don't know if he was born like this, or because of other reasons.

Although Mingyun had this question in his heart, he only secretly doubted in his heart, and he would not ask rudely. But there was a person who had just opened his mouth and asked, "Sir, you are so young, why is your hair all white?" Legend has it that someone will lose his head overnight, but is the same with Mr. ”