Chapter 14: Deterioration

Zhang Xiaoxi went upstairs after taking the medicine, remembering that Lin Ping was still sleeping below, so he took a blanket and covered Yetian.

Although the medicine prescribed by Lin Ping was strange, from the medicinal materials to the way of taking it and even Lin Ping's decoction technique was very strange, the effect was surprisingly good, and I felt warm and comfortable after taking it.

The feeling of drowsiness and weakness before suddenly disappeared, and lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaoxi was not as sleepy and tired as usual, and there was no sleepiness at all.

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When I woke up, it was already dark outside the door, it was already night, rows of street lights were lit up one after another, the sky was full of stars, and the bustling night market began.

Lin Ping rubbed his eyes and sat up from the sofa, looked at the blanket embroidered with HelloKitty that slipped down, smiled at the corner of his mouth, folded the blanket and put it on the sofa, walked out of the door and looked at the already dark sky, and habitually opened his mobile phone.

There is a text message, it is Aunt Fang's.

"Lin Ping, I'm going to the city for a meeting in the past two days, you take care of the things in the courtyard, Xiao Ye and they are coming back this weekend, you and Aunt Zhang tell you to cook more food, and come back early when you go out of the stall at night."

Every time he sees the text messages of the aunts, Lin Ping always feels warm in his heart. Although he has been orphaned since he was a child, his aunts' concern for him has never made him feel the lack of family affection, and these aunts are his relatives.

"Okay, I know, Aunt Fang pay attention to safety, come back early, Xiaoping." Lin Ping replied.

Then he said to the servants beside him: "Tell Lao Zhang, I'll go back first, and I'll be free another day......"

Before he finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from upstairs: "Come on, what's wrong with Miss?" ”

Lin Ping's face sank, and he immediately ran upstairs and rushed into Zhang Xiaoxi's room, where Zhang Xiaoxi's quilt and the ground were stained with blood.

"Poof"

Zhang Xiaoxi suddenly got up and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards on the bed with his eyes scattered.

"Zhang Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you."

Lin Ping looked at the blood in this place in shock, rushed to Zhang Xiaoxi's side, and helped Zhang Xiaoxi up.

At this time, Zhang Yunxi's face was bloodless, his face was dark, and his lips showed a strange lilac color, which looked very similar to the condition of a patient with high hypoxia.

Lin Ping, who has read countless books, knows that this is definitely not caused by lack of oxygen or cold, normal people's faces are dark, and the purple lips are mostly due to poor heart function, insufficient peripheral blood supply, and hypoxic cyanosis, if it is because of liver disease, it will also lead to such a condition.

But after previous examinations, although Zhang Xiaoxi was weak, he had no heart and liver problems, not to mention lack of oxygen, not to mention the so-called poisoning.

"Don't be nervous." Lin Ping comforted Zhang Xiaoxi and said.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoxi's condition, Lin Ping's mind quickly searched for the reason why this situation might occur, and a spiritual light flashed in Lin Ping's mind, and he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xu Jie's number.

"Hey, old Xu. Help me find a book, the east side of the bookcase in your house from top to bottom, the sixth book in the third row of the second row, is there a copy of "The Book of the Master"? ”

"Wait, I'll find out." The sound of Xu Jie running came from the other end of the phone, followed by the "doo" sound of pushing open the cabinet and pulling the book: "There is a copy, hey, why don't you even have the author's name?" ”

"You don't care, you go to the catalog, there is a chapter in the catalog 'Rising Yang Theory', you turn over and see what the symptoms of rising yang appear in the human body, and by the way, see if there is a cure."

Lin Ping's words were very urgent, and the appearance of the rising sun was something that Ye Tian did not expect. Because Zhang Xiaoxi's body is yin and yang, resulting in an imbalance of yin and yang in the body, his body has been in a weak state. It is said that after taking Lanxin Cao, even if the Lanxin Grass is positive enough, it will not be more than one, and only a medium Lanxin Cao will lead to the transition of supplementation and lead to a rise in yang.

With Zhang Xiaoxi's current physical condition, even if he eats Lanxin grass for a month, he should not have a rising sun, but now Zhang Xiaoxi's condition is too similar to rising yang.

"Yes, yes, yes, I found it. If it is a man, the spirit is high and the spirit continues to be excited, and if there is no yin to make up, the yang will not be lost, and the light one will lose consciousness, and the heavy one will burst the blood veins. Female people with rising yang have a dark complexion, purple lips, a light one with unbalanced secretion, a heavy one with blood spitting from the mouth, a gradual exhaustion of yin veins, and a purple lump on the back of the head. Xu Jie read it out word by word for Lin Ping.

"Oops, how can it be a rising sun?" Lin Ping was puzzled, and asked again: "Is there a cure written in you?" ”

"No, but there is a sentence written at the end: The purple lump is caused by the accumulation of yang energy and nowhere to vent." Xu Jie said.

"Yang energy gathers and has nowhere to vent?" Lin Ping immediately understood what this sentence meant, and said to the maid next to him: "Help me find a knife, just long your fingers, and then prepare an alcohol pot for me, if you don't have it, bring me a bottle of liquor." Be strong, the more intense, the better. ”

The servant hurried downstairs to the kitchen to find a knife and an alcohol jug.

Hearing the servant's shout, Zhang Qingshan rushed out of the room, and saw that the floor and quilt in Zhang Xiaoxi's room were full of blood, and he was immediately flustered, looking at Lin Ping anxiously and asking:

"Doctor Lin, what's wrong with Xiao Xi?"

Lin Ping was in an irritable mood, and shouted without looking back: "Shut up, I'm responsible for her affairs." ”

Seeing his daughter like this, Zhang EQ was also very anxious, and was yelled at by Lin Ping as a child, and immediately yelled at the night sky when he was upset: "What kind of bullshit doctor are you, you actually made my daughter like this, you get out of here, get out of me." ”

Zhang Qingshan rushed up and pulled Lin Ping away, grabbed Zhang Xiaoxi's hand, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes: "Daughter, are you okay, it's all because your father is not good, you shouldn't listen to this little liar, you are hurt like this, Dad is sorry for you, sorry for you." ”

"Dad, I'm fine, don't blame Lin Ping, Lin Ping is not a liar." Zhang Xiaoxi showed a pale smile with difficulty, but he still defended Lin Ping, and his weak voice was as slight as a gnat and almost inaudible.

"Did you get anything?" Lin Ping suddenly roared.

"Knock Knock"

The servant hurried upstairs, holding a small fruit knife and a bottle of liquor.

"There's no alcohol jug in the kitchen, is there a liquor shop?"

Lin Ping took the knife with his left hand, unscrewed the lid of the liquor, poured a mouthful into his mouth and spit on the blade, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the alcohol on the blade, and said, "If you don't want your daughter to die, get out of the way." ”

Zhang Qingshan turned to see Lin Ping holding a knife in his hand, still pouring liquor on the lit blade, and hurriedly shouted, "What do you want to do?" Do you want to kill someone? ”

"Dad." Zhang Yunxi's trembling hand was placed on the back of Zhang Qingshan's hand: "I believe in Lin Ping, he won't harm me." ”

"I said, if you don't want your daughter to die, get out of the way for me, otherwise I won't interfere in this matter anymore, even if your daughter doesn't die now, I'm afraid there will be no hope of recovery in the future." Lin Ping said coldly, the movements in his hand did not stop, the knife in his hand was burned red, and he found a towel and wiped the black on it.

Zhang Qingshan was about to speak, when he saw Zhang Yunxi nodding at him, he reluctantly moved out of the way.

For him, now there is only a dead horse as a live horse doctor.