"Little doctor? Are you saying that medicated medicine stone treatment is no longer helpful? ”

The tall man also directly asked Li Zisheng about this treatment.

Li Zisheng stared at the tall man in front of him.

Regarding the reaction of the tall man in front of him, Li Zisheng was a little strange, why he just said that he needed to add a step of acupuncture treatment, and the man was so shocked, which was a bit inexplicable.

"Yes, the simple medicinal stones, according to the current physical state of the patient, there is no way to digest them at all, it is necessary to acupuncture, after opening up the veins, improve the body's ability to digest these medicinal stones, only in this way will the patient's medicinal stones be absorbed more completely, and the purpose of treatment can be achieved."

Li Zisheng patiently explained the necessity and benefits of this acupuncture, which is to help patients digest the effects of this medicinal stone.

At this point, the tall man also agreed, and the tall man nodded slightly after listening to Li Zisheng's narration. Li Zisheng's point of view is also obviously agreed.

However, it was clear that the tall man wanted more than that.

"Little doctor, can your acupuncture method be useful?" The tall man asked.

This directly made Li Zisheng a little embarrassed, although he knew and knew the place where acupuncture was needed, but he couldn't implement acupuncture, and he didn't have this experience.

After all, it's one thing to look at it from the outside, and it's another thing to implement it yourself.

"This gentleman, although Xiaosheng knows where to apply needles and where to use medicines, I really have no experience in applying needles." For the safety of doctors and patients, Li Zisheng naturally would not take the liberty of being a reckless man and directly administering needles, naturally hoping that he could find a doctor who knew how to administer needles, and then guide him on the side, so that this is the best way to save the lives of patients.

However, Li Zisheng directly ignored one point, that is, the current era is the Tang Dynasty, but ancient times, and the method of applying needles to his own family can be said to be extremely precious, and it is more important than his own life, and it is absolutely impossible to spread it.

If Li Zisheng is guiding on the side, it is obvious that he directly told the person who administered the needle this method of curing the disease, which is equivalent to putting the method of treating the disease and applying the needle passed down by his ancestors into water.

This is naturally a very joyful thing for other doctors, but it will also be directly despised by the medical community.

And no physician wants to talk to someone who leaks the cure.

Even when treating pediatric convulsions at that time, the doctors in the township asked Li Zisheng many times, but Li Zisheng used the excuse that he had read an ancient prescription before and told him the prescription directly, otherwise even if Li Zisheng was willing to tell him, they would not want to listen to it.

Therefore, after hearing what Li Zisheng said, the tall man's face was a little unpleasant. However, he frowned for a while, and soon he stretched out directly.

"I don't blame you for this, after all, you are not very old, and it is really unusual to know this, but you said acupuncture for people, can you take this statement seriously?"

Although there was some regret in the tall man's eyebrows, there was still more light in his eyes.

"Zhang Ying, bring this little doctor in."

Behind the veil, there was a faint voice, although the voice was a little tired, but more of a twilight color, with a feeling of drooping old age.

Li Zisheng also heard that the person who spoke was the one who had this pulmonary heart disease. This voice was weak at this time, and it seemed that even after being treated, he would not be able to live for a year, and Li Zisheng was also very sorry in his heart.

This tall man's name is Zhang Ying, and the first thing Li Zisheng thought of when he heard this name was Zhang Dudu.

In ancient times, with the same surname and three relatives, this Zhang Ying is still Qianniuwei, and his identity is definitely related to Zhang Dudu.

This time, Deng Qing was inexplicably not in this tent, maybe it had something to do with this old man and this Zhang Ying.

In fact, as early as when Li Zisheng came in, he had already noticed the unusual things in this tent, Deng Qing and Deng Qing's cronies were gone, which Li Zisheng also expected.

Following Zhang Ying's steps, he entered the back of the gauze tent, which looked outside, although it was a small bed, but Li Zisheng followed Zhang Ying into the house and found that there was a thick spinning cloth behind the gauze tent, and after spinning the cloth was where the old man was. The space is also open.

There was a maid she had just seen, and an old man sitting on a chair, whose hair was already gray. The face is also wrinkled, and the skin on the arms and other places is also tightly pressed together, looking very old.

Li Zisheng also noticed that the series of military books and so on placed next to the old man were a lot less medicinal stones than outside, which Li Zisheng also had to admire the spirit of the old man.

"Old gentleman, reading is exhausting, it's better to rest and recuperate." Li Zisheng felt a little unbearable in his heart, but instead reminded him.

Fortunately, without waiting for the old man's reaction, Zhang Ying, who was in front, also turned his head and glanced at Li Zisheng directly. Then he didn't say anything, and turned his head back again.

Li Zisheng didn't say much.

The old man put away the books in his hand, looked at Li Zisheng standing in front of him, and his eyebrows and eyes were tormented by illness, although he was already a little discouraged, but at this time, when Li Zisheng finished speaking, his eyes also recovered a little, and he could see that he was happy.

"Little doctor, it's really old-fashioned, the old man is just an old bone on the verge of death, people, they are all born to die, left and right are just a death, while they are not dead, it is better to see more and understand more."

The old man said a short sentence, spoke for a long time, and rested several times.

After the old man finished speaking, Zhang Ying also went up directly to help the old man soothe his breath.

"Sir, I see that although your breath is a little weak, it is still full of vitality, if Mr. is properly maintained, there is no possibility of recovery." Li Zisheng is not a particularly optimistic person, so he has some reservations when he speaks, this late stage of pulmonary heart disease, in the environment of Datang, without modern medical equipment, is still extremely difficult to cure.

Li Zisheng did not take the initiative to ask about Deng Qing's situation and the identity of the old man. Although Li Zisheng was still very curious about the identity of this old man before, even the generals of Qianniuwei were driven by him, but after seeing the state of the old man, all his doubts disappeared, this is the pillar of the country, no matter what his identity is, it is worthy of the protection of the generals.