Dr. Zhang has been practicing medicine for decades and has never seen such a disease.

Master Ning would relapse once a year, his heart was blocked, he kept vomiting blood, his torso was stiff, and his body was bruised like a dead corpse, which was very terrifying.

In the past, every time Dr. Zhang relapsed, he would come to the town in advance to wait for treatment, this time, Song Qingyi also calculated the time and invited Dr. Zhang to come over, but he didn't expect Dr. Zhang to say that he couldn't be cured, and if he didn't cure it this year, Master Ning wouldn't have a few years to live.

At this time, Song Qingyi asked Song Yiming to help Master Ning sit up, that is, he first checked his pulse, and then ripped off his clothes, and saw a large bruise on his chest, only connected to the position of his heart, as if he had been hit hard with his fist.

She took out a small bottle of spiritual spring water from the medicine box, fed it to Master Ning to drink, and hung her life for him first.

Then, it is time to consult the healing methods in the wordless medical book.

In this wordless medical book, a lot of medical skills have been added, and after Song Qingyi checked it, he said to Song Yiming: "Brother Song, you have to work hard to support Master Ning like this tonight." ”

"Okay, I know." Song Yiming nodded.

Subsequently, Song Qingyi took out a set of silver needles and began to perform acupuncture for Master Ning.

She took the needle and stabbed it at the two big acupoints on Master Ning's head, shoulders, chest, back of the heart, and various acupuncture points in the organs, and waited until the time came to take it out, and Song Yiming said: "Brother Song, you will lean forward on Master Ning's upper body, and then hit him violently with his palm behind his back until he vomits blood three times and then stops." ”

"Okay." Song Yiming slapped his palm.

"Nope." Song Qingyi frowned, "Your strength is soft, even if you hit twenty more times, he won't be able to spit out the blood in his chest." ”

"Okay." Song Yiming originally hesitated, but when he heard her say this, his eyebrows furrowed, and then he slapped out with a heavy palm

Master Ning snorted in his mouth.

Song Yiming was startled, and hurriedly looked at Song Qingyi, but Song Qingyi's face was normal, so he put his mind at ease, and hit out with two palms in succession

Old Man Ning immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood

Seeing this, Song Yiming continued to high-five until he vomited blood three times, and Song Qingyi shouted to stop.

"Okay, now put Master Ning's body flat." Song Qingyi said again.

"Hmm." Song Yiming nodded, and carefully placed Master Ning's body flat on the soft bed

Next, Song Qingyi fed Master Ning a small bottle of spiritual spring water.

Then, she began to take out the medicinal materials in the medicine box one by one, and began to configure, and after the configuration was completed, she called a few people waiting outside, handed over the medicinal materials to those who were good at decoction, and asked them to boil the medicinal materials into a bowl of water according to the heat she said, and then bring them over.

Two quarters of an hour later, a maid came with a bowl of potion.

This bowl of medicine is still a little hot.

Song Qingyi asked her to withdraw, and added a configurement of medicinal juice to the medicine, and after the temperature of the potion cooled down, he handed the medicine bowl to Song Yiming: "Brother Song, you still have to feed Master Ning to drink this bowl of medicine."

"No problem." Song Yiming helped Master Ning up again, Song Qingyi held the bowl, and he took a spoon and fed the decoction to Master Ning to drink.

If Song Qingyi hadn't asked Song Yiming to beat out the blood accumulated in Master Ning's chest, he wouldn't have been able to drink this medicine.

Although I still vomited a little this time, most of the medicinal effects were absorbed.

Song Qingyi put the bowl aside: "Okay, let's put Master Ning flat." ”

"Hmm." Song Yiming immediately did so.

Song Qingyi took the pulse for Master Ning twice, once every quarter of an hour, and after the third time, he picked up a needle and punctured the index finger of Master Ning's left hand exposed on the outside, and collected two drops of blood.

Then, when the bleeding had stopped, she turned her back and studied the two drops of blood again.

Song Yiming couldn't understand what she was doing.

Song Qingyi asked Lingyu to test the blood, and then wrote down a prescription according to the method of cracking the wordless medical book, these Song Yiming and the junior apprentice can't see it, the wordless medical book is originally only seen by herself, as for the Lingyu space, only she can perceive, through the white jade bracelet on her wrist, she can let Lingyu do everything.

"You take this prescription and go back to the infirmary to grab the medicine, you have to hurry." Song Qingyi handed the prescription to the junior apprentice on the side.

"Yes, host." The apprentice read the prescription, then folded it and put it in his clothes, and trotted all the way back to the hospital.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he was out of breath and running back with a few packets of medicine, unable to speak if he was tired.

Song Qingyi took the medicine bag: "Thank you for your hard work, go to the side to rest for a while, and if you are tired, you can sleep for a while." ”

The junior apprentice nodded and shook his head, only bent over and stood aside to rest for a while, and then continued to follow Song Qingyi's side, he wanted to watch more and learn more, but he couldn't really sleep.

At this time, the time has changed from unitary time to the beginning of the sea time.

The moon hangs high and the stars hang high.

The rough mother-in-law outside carried a bucket of freshly boiled hot water, carefully placed it in the room, and waited for the unconscious Master Ning to take off his clothes and wipe his body, Song Yiming helped put him into the bathtub.

The water inside is moderately warm, and it is full of medicinal herbs that make people boil in the pot, and the medicinal properties are volatilized in the water.

Medicated baths.

Song Yiming asked these mothers-in-law to watch, pay attention to the water temperature at any time, add hot water, and then walked out of the room, and stood in the hand-copying verandah outside with Song Qingyi, looking at the bright stars and moon on the dark sky.

"Look at the moon" Song Yiming looked at Song Qingyi beside him, and then looked at the moon in the sky, it was a waning moon, and it looked like it was going to be round in a few days.

"Basking in the moonlight." Song Qingyi replied like this, and laughed as he spoke.

Song Yiming looked at her jade-like face in the moonlight, and the emotions in his eyes fluctuated slightly, and then he laughed as well.

The two didn't say anything, as if they were in the company of each other's silence.

It's a bit extravagant.

Song Yiming said silently in his heart.

Until the time of the medicinal bath passed, at this time, Master Ning finally woke up, and the Fu family was overjoyed, Song Qingyi instructed the mother-in-law and maids to carry Master Ning to the bed, scrub his body, put on clothes, and cover him with a quilt.

Subsequently, Song Qingyi went in again to check the pulse of Master Ning.

Seeing that it was Song Qingyi, except for the initial surprise, Master Ning didn't say anything, and Song Qingyi looked at it and asked, answering whatever he asked, maybe he didn't have the strength to lose his temper.

After some checking, Song Qingyi said with a smile: "Although it is said that it has been a stubborn disease for more than ten years, it has been cured after all." ”