An Sheng and Qinghui followed Hu Da and his wife into the inner room.

As far as the eye can see, it is a boudoir of a daughter's house.

Bead curtain brocade tent, rhombic bronze mirror, mahogany dressing table, there is an embroidery bed in the northeast corner, the bed is covered with a gauze tent, and you can vaguely see that there seems to be a person lying quietly inside.

An Sheng noticed that since Hu and his wife entered the inner room, their footsteps have been lightened, obviously because they are afraid that their movements will be too big and will affect the rest of the people in the bed.

An Sheng and Qinghui also consciously lightened their steps, and several people came to the bedside.

Hu Da pointed to the bed tent, and was about to speak, when he heard a cough from inside.

Hu and his wife didn't care about saying anything more at the moment, so they hurriedly opened the tent and looked inward anxiously.

Through the lifted gauze tent, An Sheng was able to see the true appearance of Hu's eldest daughter.

The little girl is not very old, she looks like she is only seven or eight years old, the whole person is thin, her face is pale, her hair is yellow, maybe because she is too thin, her eyes are surprisingly big, and now she is shining with a little water.

As the frequency of coughing gradually increased, the little girl's cheeks also showed a little abnormal flushing, and it was easy to stop coughing, but she was wheezing hard.

Before the pulse was diagnosed, An Sheng had some worries in his heart.

The little girl's coughing stopped, Hu Dacai straightened up, turned to look at An Sheng, "You take a look for Xin'er." ”

To be honest, he didn't believe An Sheng.

Most of the best doctors in Nanzhao are concentrated in the capital Yejing, and if you can see it, Hu Da has already taken her daughter to see it all.

Those experienced doctors who have been practicing medicine for many years have not cured their daughters, and Hu Da really doesn't believe that An Sheng can be cured well.

But after so many years, my daughter has taken so many medicines, and her body has never improved, so whenever there is a little hope, Hu Da doesn't want to miss it.

Anyway, it's already like this, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?

An Sheng didn't miss the distrust in Hu Da's eyes, but she didn't care, she was still indifferent.

She slowly lowered the curtain on her head, and a delicate and flawless face was immediately exposed to Hu Da and his wife Naning.

Hu Da frowned, but didn't say anything.

Naning was suddenly a little excited, turned her head, and yelled at Hu a few times.

She didn't say what she said about the Southern Zhaoguan, she muttered one string after another, and Qinghui didn't understand a word.

However, she was still sensitive to the fact that the woman seemed to be a little angry.

Thinking of the reason for Nanin's anger, Qinghui's slender willow eyebrows wrinkled tightly together.

She turned her head sideways to look at An Sheng.

As soon as I turned around, I saw An Sheng's face was faint and calm.

Qinghuiben's somewhat restless heart calmed down in an instant.

Then, she heard An Sheng also say a few words in the direction of Hu Da and Naning.

Qinghui's eyes widened in surprise.

Hu Da and Naning were also shocked.

Suddenly, the small inner room was very quiet, and the needle drop could be heard.

Then, everyone saw An Sheng smile unhurriedly, "Let me diagnose her pulse first, can you?" ”

Naning looked at An Sheng in a daze, and the ghost made a god nod.

This little girl looked like a peugeot, and when she smiled, she was like a god bathed in divine light, as if she was, like the gods of Zoroastrian worship that they believed in by the Sogdians, and people couldn't help but believe it.

Nanin clutched her chest and prayed silently.

Maybe, maybe this little girl was really sent by the gods to save her daughter?

There was a low stool next to the embroidery bed, and An Sheng sat down with his clothes on the hem of his clothes.

The little girl, Hu Xin, was lying on the bed, staring at her with big eyes.

An Sheng smiled at Hu Xin.

Then, I found that the little girl's whole face was red in an instant, and her big eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

Then, I saw her eyelids gently down, and she no longer looked directly at An Sheng.

An Sheng: "......"

Her original intention was to let the little girl relax and relax, but did it scare people?

When he was stunned, he saw a thin little hand stretched out in front of him.

An Sheng calmed down and glanced at the thin wrist in his hand.

It is normal for a child's wrist to be thinner, but Hu Xin's wrist is obviously thinner, and even the green tendons and veins on it are clearly visible.

An Sheng sighed silently, then reached out and put his hand on the thin wrist.

After a moment, An Sheng withdrew his hand.

Hu Da and Nan Ning couldn't help but get a little closer, looking at An Sheng expectantly.

An Sheng has seen this kind of gaze many times.

The earnest expectation is the sincere concern of parents about their children.

An Sheng had never seen such worries......

Shaking his head secretly, he expelled the thoughts that he shouldn't have.

An Sheng opened his mouth and said: "Congenital deficiency, weak lung qi, this is the main crux, can you let me see the prescriptions prescribed by other doctors?" ”

The heat in Hu Da and Naning's eyes dropped little by little when they heard this.

It's the same epilogue, they've heard it hundreds of times......

However, Hu Da was more tenacious in the end, and he hadn't completely given up, so he went straight to get the prescription prescribed by the doctor recently, and then handed it to An Sheng.

An Sheng took it and looked at it and nodded.

There is nothing wrong with the recipes, they are all symptomatic herbs, but the medicinal properties are slightly milder.

But that's normal.

Hu Xin is young and has a bad foundation, so she really can't withstand the strong medicinal materials.

Fortunately, what Hu Da found for his daughter has always been a reliable doctor with medical ethics, if he really encounters a black-hearted person, a few pairs of tiger and wolf medicine will go down, Hu Xin Xu will get better in a short time, but it will not be long before he can't support it, and he will die.

"There's nothing wrong with the doctor's prescription, but I have my own medication habits, I'll change it later, and I'll take medicine according to the prescription I prescribe in the future, I know you don't believe me, so no matter how much I say, it's useless, it's better to let you see it."

An Sheng's attitude is very calm and determined, with a convincing power for no reason.

Before Hu Da and Naning could fully react, they saw Qinghui take out a small cloth bag from his sleeve pocket and hand it to An Sheng.

An Sheng took the cloth bag, and then said to Hu Da and Naning: "My acupuncture and moxibustion skills, under the master Puyun of Hongji Temple, the two don't believe me, you should also believe in Master Puyun, Ling Yan's disease is more complicated than the general lung deficiency disease, it needs to be supplemented by acupuncture and moxibustion to be cured, and please allow me to perform acupuncture for Ling Yan."

The name of Master Puyun, not to mention in Yejing, is the entire Nanzhao, and few people don't know it, Hu Da and Naning have naturally heard of it.

It's not like they didn't want to go to the doctor.

But the master's whereabouts are uncertain, often not in the temple, they went several times, but they couldn't see the master's face, and the doctor naturally didn't succeed.

An Sheng said that she studied under Master Puyun, so she didn't blame her young age, but she dared to say that she could cure her daughter!

Hu Da and Naning both rekindled the flame of hope in their hearts.

It was only at this time that they really began to believe that maybe An Sheng could really cure their daughter's illness!