Chapter 332: Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable

Zhou Ning is not really open-minded, but understands current affairs. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhen you have something to rely on, you can be pampered.

When you have nothing to rely on, you have to learn to act at the right time, you can be less servile, but you have to be polite. You can be less sophisticated, but you have to be able to work left and right, and people who can't turn can't make it to their destination.

Lu Qing stood up lazily, drooped his head and walked under the crystal curtain, stretched out his hand to hug the crystal curtain, and impatiently pulled the long voice and said, "Please An Guohou." ”

An Guohou naturally won't worry about him, and today is not the day to worry about anyone. An Guohou took a step and walked in, and the military advisor stared at Lu Qing fixedly.

Lu Qing didn't even look at him, threw down the crystal curtain and turned around and walked back, the crystal curtain hit the face of the military advisor, and the military advisor didn't say a word, he opened the curtain and walked in.

Lu Qing only knew that the old Taoist was holding Zhou Ning's black gauze hat in his hand, and he didn't know anything else, he didn't look at him at all.

Zhou Ning couldn't sit still while holding the edge of the bed, so he had to sit back against the head of the bed. An Guohou walked to the bed, and Zhou Ning raised his head energetically: "Forgive me for not being able to give a gift to Master Hou during my illness." ”

"Where?" Before An Guohou finished speaking, he found that Zhou Ning's face turned pale again, this was by no means pretending to be sick, his arms were shaking, and the frequency of trembling clothes was not something that anyone could shake if they could hold on all the time.

Besides, pretending to be sick is to paint the face with ginger, and the face is painted sallow to look like a patient, how can anyone be so pale? Pretending to be sick is to drink a pot of hot water to sweat, pretending to be hot is good to pretend, how can anyone pretend to be cold?

An Guohou hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhou Ning: "You lie down, you just lie down." ”

When I didn't see him, I always thought he was pretending to be sick, and An Guohou was so angry that his liver hurt. When I saw him, I realized that he was really scared of illness, and a sense of guilt arose.

Zhou Ning is only nineteen years old, much younger than his dead son, a scholar is easy to be scared without the strength of a chicken, but to this extent, I am afraid that it is not just as simple as being scared.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ning was promoted to Zhengqing of Dali Temple, it was when he was in high spirits, he went over to suppress him twice, knocked down his black yarn, and pressed his neck with a steel knife, how could he not be angry in his heart?

These days, I am so angry that I can't eat and sleep well, let alone Zhou Ning? An Guohou helped Zhou Ning only to find that his arm was cold, he gently helped Zhou Ning to lie down, and took the opportunity to touch his forehead.

Zhou Ning's forehead was cold to the touch, Zhou Ning trembled when he lay down, and his upper and lower teeth fought. An Guohou reached into his quilt and touched it, Zhou Ning's whole person was like ice, and it was cold to touch.

An Guohou was also a little panicked in his heart, Zhou Ning really wanted to have a good one, and he couldn't escape the blame. Zhou Ning is the Zhengqing of Dali Temple, the fourth official of the Zhenger Ba Sutra, and the quasi-son-in-law of Lin Mingde.

Whether it is a Sipin Beijing official or a son-in-law, these two identities are not light, if he really dies because of him, the emperor will be resentful of him, and the emperor will have a life-and-death enmity with him.

Even though he has some power in the court, what can he leave if he loses the king's favor? What's more, his forces are far away on the frontier, and he dares to transfer troops back without calling him or what?

An Guohou was a little anxious but had no good plan, he knew that all the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital had come, and no one could cure it.

Because of this, An Guohou didn't believe that Zhou Ning was really sick, so many imperial doctors in the entire imperial hospital couldn't cure him, it was strange that he could be a real illness.

Now he hopes that Zhou Ning is pretending to be sick, if Zhou Ning can't be cured this time, his life will not be better.

Lu Qing walked to the side of the bed and saw that Zhou Ning was fighting again, so he hugged a quilt and covered Zhou Ning with another layer. Zhou Ning slowed down for a while and said, "Hurry up and pour tea for the waiting master, there are more and more rules." ”

Lu Qing turned around and arched his two small hands upward: "I've seen Master Hou." ”

"No need to be polite." Before An Guohou finished speaking, Lu Qing took his hand down, and An Guohou hurriedly instructed his military advisor: "Haven't you seen Lord Zhou yet?" ”

The military advisor stepped forward and brushed the dust: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the poor Taoist benefactor has a poor complexion, and there is a cold qi filling the body, if you don't dislike it, can you allow the poor Taoist to diagnose the pulse once?" ”

Zhou Ning was originally unenergetic, and he didn't even look at this military advisor just now, but when he heard his voice, Zhou Ning suddenly came to his senses and stared at him with wide eyes.

Lu Qing also hurriedly looked up and down at this old way, but Lu Qing was standing behind him now, and he could only see his back.

It seems, it's too similar, this voice is clearly Lu Ming's voice, Lu Qing took two steps forward and stood at the head of the bed, taking the opportunity to take a good look at his face.

Lu Qing couldn't help but be overjoyed, who is Lu Ming? He disappeared for a few months, and he actually appeared here!

Hearing him say this, Lu Qing suddenly realized that there was still an Guo waiting in this house, and he almost rushed up to recognize him.

Zhou Ning was naturally not a fool, he nodded slowly: "Then there will be a chief of labor." ”

Lu Qing moved a chair and asked the military advisor to sit, and after the military advisor sat down, Zhou Ning stretched out his hand to let him take the pulse. An Guohou also took a step forward and looked nervously: "The military advisor will still diagnose the pulse?" It's great if you can cure it, we have all kinds of medicines in the house. ”

An Guohou didn't know when he became a chatterbox, he really hoped that the military advisor could cure Zhou Ning's illness, not that he cared about Zhou Ning, but that he was afraid that Zhou Ning would die.

You can die whenever you want, don't die now. Now if Zhou Ning dies, it will be a trouble that he can't wash.

"The donor's body is cold because of the depression in his heart, and there is a prescription in the poor road that can dredge the heart meridian, and the heart is comfortable, and he dare not say that he will be cured immediately, at least he can ensure that the donor's illness is light."

When the military advisor said a word, Zhou Ning and Lu Qing didn't have a big reaction, and An Guohou shouted excitedly: "Great!" ”

He hasn't seen a word about the prescription yet, and he doesn't know if it works or not, so he is excited to go to heaven. He didn't want to think about whether the prescriptions prescribed by the people he brought were believed or not, even if they were immortal prescriptions, it would be useless if people refused to take the medicine according to the prescription.

He wouldn't have thought of this at all, Zhou Ning was amused by him during his illness. It's really deserved to be angry with such a heartless stunned thing as him.

"In this way, there will be a prescription for the chief of the road." Zhou Ning glanced at Lu Qing after speaking, how clever is Lu Qing? He naturally understood what Zhou Ning meant, it was inconvenient to speak here, so he hurriedly took the opportunity to take Lu Ming aside to talk.

"Daoist, please come with me." Lu Qing respectfully stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, while Lu Ming pretended to blow the dust: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

Lu Qing led the way in front, and Lu Ming followed closely behind and went to the small study.