"Liang Gong??"

"Do you remember the old man?"

"Liang Gong's name is famous in the East, everyone knows it, how can Xiaosheng forget."

Xiang Lin just ran into the visiting Liang Yong as soon as he left the house, and was pleasantly invited into the house, three years have passed, Liang Yong still looks like a carefree old naughty boy, with a childlike smile on his face, but the white hair between the temples is like frost, and there are more wrinkles and spots on his face, which is a little more lonely than before.

"I didn't expect to see Liang Gong here again, Xiaosheng is very honored." Worshipping Lin, Liang Yong quipped, "Don't the virtuous nephews want to live a few more years?" With a smile, he untied the wine gourd around his waist and put it on the table. Liang Gong said and laughed, Liang Gong immortal doctor went down to earth, rejuvenated with wonderful hands, I don't know how many people's lives have been saved, Xiaosheng wishes you lived a long life. Liang Yong laughed and waved his hand to sit down and talk.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, chatting very happily, when they talked about the excitement, Liang Yong picked up the wine gourd and wanted to take a sip, but he didn't see a drop for a long time, and said with a smile, "The old man rushed to Jiankang from the black injury, and this gourd has been full seven or eight times, and now it has become an empty gourd!" Xiang Lin said with a smile, "I am fortunate to meet Liang Gong today, Xiao Sheng will order his subordinates to prepare more good wine and food, and accompany Liang to drink openly, this wine gourd should overflow the mouth!" After that, he immediately instructed his subordinates to prepare wine and food, and temporarily served tea to moisten his mouth.

After a while, Ning Yu came in with a teacup, poured the tea and brought it to Liang Yong with a smile, Liang Yong's eyes lit up and said in surprise, "Hey, this is not Mrs. Feng!" Do you remember the old age? Ning Yu was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then looked at Xiang Lin with a blank face, Xiang Lin instantly looked panicked, "Oh, Hui Liang Gong, she.. She has a bad throat and can't speak..."

Ning Yu frowned, and Liang Yong smiled, "So that's the case, the old man thought that Mrs. Feng had forgotten about me, an old man... I think if it hadn't been for the old man who met her in the barren forest and led her to Shuanglin Temple to rest, she was afraid that she would have been..."Liang Yong sighed and shook his head, "... Feng Niangzi is infatuated and kind, if she hadn't braved the autumn frost and cold night to find Luoyang flowers and plants, how could the virtuous nephew have today's blessings... The two of you have carried life and death through life, and now you have achieved positive results, and you are accompanied by each other, and you are happy in your heart... Virtuous nephew, you have to treat her well from now on, such a good wife is hard to find with a lantern! ”

Before the words were finished, Xiang Lin was stunned, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't help but have a splitting headache, Ning Yu, who came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward to help him, swallowed the words choked in his throat into his stomach, grabbed Ning Yu's hand from Lin, looked at her quietly with red eyes, Ning Yu's eyes were full of tears, and she seemed to be a little more sad, turned around and bowed to Liang Yong with a slight smile, and withdrew from the hall.

"Nephew's head disease?" Liang Yong asked with concern. "It's fine, just take a break... Liang Gong knows that Xiaosheng is suffering from a head disease, and it is still like this for more than three years, if it is a fatal disease, I am afraid that Xiaosheng will not see Liang Gong today..."Liang Yong sat back in his chair with a frown and took a sip of tea, "The virtuous nephew's words are wrong, this disease seems to be normal, but in fact it is like a dark tide lurking under the river, when it will rush but it is difficult to predict..."

"If even Liang Gong can't be treated, who can be treated... Fate is predestined, and it cannot be disobeyed, if God wants to take my life, take it..."

"Don't say discouraged words, according to the old age, this disease will definitely be cured, but it is difficult to remove the root with medicine, and it must be treated both internally and externally..."

Liang Yong has no worries about happiness and freedom in his life, and he is good at traveling in the mountains and rivers on weekdays, and it is difficult to find a trace, but in the past few years, he has been taking Xiang Lin's head disease to heart, and he has visited friends everywhere by visiting the mountains and rivers to explore the good treatment strategy, and finally sorted out the cure after a few years, but this is only an internal prescription, if you want to completely cure the head disease, you also need a highly skilled ulcer doctor (referring to surgery) to remove the bruise in the brain, so that the internal and external treatment can eradicate the stubborn disease.

Liang Yong visited almost all the doctors, no one dared to have a full grasp of the craniotomy to remove stasis, and finally found Jiankang under the recommendation of a friend.

Liang Yong said what he thought in his heart, thanked Lin, and promised to help him find it, and the two moved to the ear hall, eating wine and food. Liang Yong came non-stop for a few days, bumpy and tired, and stayed with Lin several times, and Liang Yong agreed to stay for a few days.

"It's getting late, how can Mrs. still be restless..."In the evening, Xiang Lin opened the door with a drunken smell, but saw Ning Yu quietly stunned at the head of the bed, looking preoccupied, a little lonely in his eyes, a little sad on his brows, and suddenly smiled after coming back to his senses, and greeted Xiang Lin, "My husband has a headache, so it's better to drink less wine in the future..."

Xiang Lin Muran was ashamed, "Ning Yu... I..."Before I could finish speaking, Ning Yu interrupted and smiled, "Husband, it's not too late to say anything more about the day, let's rest quickly..."

"Childe, the ulcer doctor surnamed Hua has found it, and he lives in Zaozi Lane in Beicheng!" Sanjiu hurriedly came to report, to Lin Daxi, and then went to find Liang Yong, Liang Yong was worried for a few days, worried that he could not find the doctor surnamed Hua, and listened to Lin Yi's eyebrows suddenly opened, picked up the wine gourd and went out of the house, and went to Lin Yong, Liang Yong thought for a moment and did not agree, only took Sanjiu to lead the way.

Found a small house in Zaozi Lane, reported the name, the servant introduced the two into the small courtyard room, the wing room was ugly, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of herbs, and there was an old man with silver hair lying on the bed, moaning and moaning, his eyes seemed to be open, as if he was about to die.

The ulcer doctor is called Huaji, and he is already in his old age.

Liang Yong hurriedly greeted the bed to check the pulse, his frowning brows became tighter and tighter, Hua Ji slowly turned his head and whispered, Liang Yong hurriedly followed his ear, and the two of them talked for a long time. Then Liang Yong called Hua Ji's son, wrote down the prescription and handed it to him, and said a few words of resignation and left.