Chapter 3 It's hard to guess

From the hall, go inside, and then turn east into a living room.

Looking at the various exquisite jade and antiques on the shelves in the living room, Qingzhi knew that she had come to Lu Shikang's room.

Realizing that she was walking in a man's bedroom, she felt a little uncomfortable and repulsed for a moment.

Walking inside is a lignin screen, and after the screen, you will arrive at Lu Shikang's bed.

The young man in white lying on the bed must be Lu Shikang.

I saw him cover a light white printed pine leaf brocade quilt, close his eyes tightly, and seem to be sinking into sleep.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are slightly into the sideburns, and although the eyes are closed, you can see the narrow eye shape.

The skin is just the right amount of white, and the contours of the face are angular.

Qingzhi didn't need to look closely, he knew that this was the kind of elegant appearance that only a noble son from a famous family had.

"The third prince wake up, Doctor Kong is here......" The little guy leaned over in front of the bed and called softly.

In an instant, Lu Shikang opened his eyes.

He twisted his face and looked over at Qingzhi.

The merry state between the eyebrows and eyes does not need to be deliberate, it is natural. Although his eyes looked a little tired, he did not lose half of his sharpness.

This is really a good appearance with a noble and elegant atmosphere, but it's a pity......

Qingzhi paused and said:

"Lu Gongzi has been waiting for a long time......"

"No need to be polite. Dr. Kong, please help me take the pulse, it doesn't matter if I want to do it. ”

Unexpectedly, the sound is low and magnetic.

In her consciousness, this kind of gentleman is mostly a greasy accent.

It's a good voice, but it's a pity......

"Little Liuzi, quickly help Lu Gongzi take the pulse ......" Qingzhi instructed Qian Liu.

Qian Liu hurriedly walked to the bed, put down the medicine box, and planned to take Lu Shikang's pulse.

Before Qian Liu got closer, he heard a cold voice: "Didn't Dr. Kong use someone Lu as a medical tool for your apprentice?" ”

When Qian Liu heard this cold voice, he didn't dare to approach Lu Shikang again, and turned to look at Qingzhi with his eyes.

"That's not it," Qingzhi hurriedly stepped forward, "Lu Gongzi misunderstood. I brought him here just to stop by, and I will go to the mountains to collect medicine later. It's not a serious illness either, and it's because of ......"

Before he finished speaking, he only heard another cold voice from Lu Shikang: "Lu doesn't like to listen to explanations." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at her, "You come." ”

Qingzhi couldn't, so he had to bite the bullet.

His hands were clean and slender, dangling on the edge of the bed.

She stepped forward and placed her fingers on his pulse, feeling the pulse beating at his wrist.

In fact, she didn't know how to take the pulse at all, and spent all her time in school learning medical theories and memorizing Chinese medicine prescriptions. After all, those who study Chinese medicine know that the pulse has long been included in the heritage of Chinese medicine.

Therefore, she frowned and grabbed his wrist for a long time, but still did not put down his hand.

She frowned, just thinking about what kind of excuse to use to let Qian Liu also help with the lower pulse.

When he was looking down and thinking hard, he only heard Lu Shikang ask, "Doctor Kong, am I ...... Incurable? ”

Aoeda knew that he had been bowing his head and contemplating, so he had this doubt.

"Hmm...... Not really, it's just that there are some weird ...... in your vein."

Qingzhitang plugged road.

"What's weird?"

"I heard you were shot in the head?" Qingzhi looked at him left and right.

"Hmmm......"

"And how do you feel now?"

"Headache."

The head problem is the most difficult to handle, Qingzhi is anxious, for fear that he will misdiagnose and delay the big thing. The top priority at the moment is to let Qian Liu also help take the pulse.

"Headache, what about the arm?" This question is nothing more than stalling so that you can come up with a solution. She remembered hearing from the little guy that he had also been injured in the arm.

"My arm hurts, too." He moved his arm slightly.

Qingzhi pondered for a long time, and finally came up with a way to let Qian Liu help check the pulse, and said to Qian Liu at the moment: "I pressed my arm when I fell asleep yesterday, and the pulse of Lu Gongzi I felt on my hand was probably not credible, I touched Lu Gongzi's pulse was a little weak and disordered, I don't know the reason why my own arm was pressed overnight, or his pulse was like this, why don't you try it......"

Qian Liu hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll also help Lu Gongzi try." ”

Qingzhi left Lu Shikang's bedside, and Qian Liu stepped forward.

A pair of slender jade hands were taken away from Lu Shikang's wrists, and they were instantly replaced by a slightly rough big hand.

Perceiving it for a moment, Qian Liu said to Lu Shikang: "Lu Gongzi should be fine, but he has some extracutaneous injuries, and I will help you prescribe medicine here." ”

After speaking, he began to step back and write the formula.

The pen and paper were already ready, and he picked up the pen and wrote on a table against the wall in the room.

Qingzhi saw that the difficulties were easily resolved, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Dr. Kong, I haven't seen you for two years, and you're still so fair-skinned."

Just as he was looking down and rejoicing, he suddenly heard Lu Shikang say this, raised his head and glanced at him, and didn't know if he was sarcastic or not?

It is difficult to praise a woman for being fair, but it is difficult to say for a man for being fair.

But looking at his face, there was not the slightest hint of sarcasm.

Or has he already learned to be quietly sarcastic?

"The body is skinned, and the parents are received." Qingzhi replied indifferently.

"If you are a woman, you will be a country and a city."

Lu Shikang's words sounded serious, and his words were neither fast nor slow, and Qingzhi couldn't guess if he saw anything.

"It's a pity that I'm a man, so I can't do it." She replied indifferently.

"yes, alas, you're a man." Lu Shikang said. "It's really impossible to overwhelm the country and the city."

This...... But making fun of yourself?

Qingzhi was annoyed in his heart, but he could only say quietly: "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"It doesn't matter." He replied indifferently.

Aoeda felt that she had met one of the most difficult people to figure out today.

A person who speaks and cannot hear his true thoughts is the most terrifying.

Some people are sarcastic and sneering, and they can be seen at a glance. There are those who sympathize with a person with compassion on their faces, and they know it at a glance. Some people have seen through the true identity of others, and there are traces of it.

But from him, you can't tell if he's mocking you, or sympathizing with you, or if he's already guessing who you really are.

While the two were talking, Qian Liu had already written the formula.

The recipe reads:

Bauhinia bark, Danpi, Wujiapi, Tulip, Wuyao, Chuanxiong, Yanhusuo each 30 grams, Guangui, Muxiang. frankincense (degreased). The lamb is followed by the heel (de-oiled).

One gram of liquor and one pound of liquor each.

Wash the first 12 flavors, chop them and place them in a container. Add liquor, seal, boil for about an hour, wait for cool, filter and remove slag, and it is ready.

Take orally. Take it at any time, don't get drunk.

He handed the recipe to the servant and instructed him what to pay attention to when boiling.

The servant took the recipe and carefully placed it in the clay pot on the table.

There were two days' worth of bruises in the medicine box brought by the two, Qian Liu opened the box, took out the spare medicine, and asked the little girl to boil these first, and then go to the Kong family pharmacy to get the medicine when it was not enough.

When Qingzhi and Qian Liu were walking on the way back, Qingzhi asked Qian Liu: "What do you think of Lu Shikang?" ”

"He's really a beautiful boy."

"Who told you what he looked like?"

"So what?" Qian Liu was surprised.

"Don't you think he's a little rude?"

"Rude? I didn't think it was polite for me to listen to his every word. ”

Qingzhi was speechless.

Qian Liu only knew how to bow his head and write prescriptions at that time, where did he listen to the conversations between her and Lu Shikang.

Judging from the voice he spoke, it was really as Qian Liu said...... You're welcome.