Zhou Yi's heart was complicated, and finally gritted his teeth and responded: "Okay!" What does Childe want the little one to do? ”

Xiao Changyun waved his hand and smiled: "It's not a difficult thing, wait until you see a doctor, let's lead the way." ”

Zhou Yi now lives next to a small stream in the center of Anyifang, the humidity and cold are very heavy, and before he opened the door of the small courtyard, the cold feeling has already hit his face.

Xiao Changyun followed Zhou Yi into the courtyard quietly, the simple and narrow courtyard was very clean, and an old lady in coarse linen clothes was sitting on the small pier sewing things, judging from the appearance, it should be Zhou Yi's clothes.

The sun was shining, shining on the old lady's appearance, her long silver-white hair was meticulously combed, her face was old, but her gestures revealed a dignified and elegant.

Xiao Changyun suddenly understood why Zhou Yi, a market hooligan, could speak well and read and write, this old lady had an extraordinary bearing.

"Mother......" Zhou Yi put away his ruffian spirit outside, as well-behaved as a child, "Mother, this is the doctor invited by my son, can you let him take a look?" ”

Old Mrs. Zhou smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Changyun with kind eyes, but shook her head and said: "No need, my mother's body, my mother knows it herself, you don't need to look at it anymore, just continue to take Dr. Tang's medicine." ”

"Mother......" Zhou Yi hurriedly glanced at Xiao Changyun, who stepped forward with a smile and helped the old lady up, carried her into the room, and quietly called her for the pulse during the period.

After the old lady sat down, Xiao Changyun said: "The old lady feels weak and cold, and when she goes to bed at night, she coughs nonstop?" ”

The old lady raised her eyes in surprise, and Zhou Yi on the side had already hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, that's it!" ”

Originally, Zhou Yi didn't have much hope, but Xiao Changyun opened his mouth to talk about his mother's symptoms, which made him feel hopeful.

Xiao Changyun smiled shallowly, his warm eyes were like beautiful jade, which made people feel good.

"If the old lady believes in the boy, how about letting the boy take a good look at the old lady?"

The old lady wanted to refuse politely, but her son's eyes full of anticipation made her heart soften, so she could only nod.

Her illness is already a stubborn disease, and it is only a matter of time before she is left or right, but in the end, she still can't let go of this old man......

Xiao Changyun carefully called the old lady's pulse, looked at her tongue again, and after thinking for a while, he said, "The old lady was injured when she fell into the water when she was young?" ”

"Yes."

"In addition to feeling cold, your legs and feet should also be swollen, convulsive, and sore, right?"

"Yes."

Xiao Changyun understood, asked Zhou Yi to find a pen and paper, and wrote down a prescription after consideration.

Xiao Changyun originally learned the font hairpin flower Xiaokai, graceful and elegant, beautiful and refined, but during the period of disguised as a man, she practiced a more free and easy line, the font is flowing and smooth, the scabies are out, and the wind and bones are strong, so that the old lady's eyes light up when she sees it.

"Childe's words, the wind god is sprinkled, the posture is equipped, and the real words are like their people."

"The old lady is too awarded." Xiao Changyun handed the prescription to Zhou Yi, who couldn't see any difference from the original prescription, so he was so anxious that he scratched his lungs and hurriedly said, "How is it?" Can my mother's illness be cured? ”

Xiao Changyun had a serious face and said frankly: "It's not a secret, the old lady has experienced a hardship earlier, and the cold has invaded her lungs and joints, which has accumulated all year round and cannot be cured. ”