readx;? Bone touching is a branch of physiognomy, with a long history and a deep history, which has been almost lost in modern times, and only a few blind physiognomy masters use this name to deceive and mix rice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tang Wan's right thumb clasped my left palm vein, and the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger were bent, like a small rake, along my forearm all the way up to "comb" it, and soon reached the elbow bend. After that, she turned her wrist into a posture with her thumb on top and the other four fingers on bottom, and then "combed" it back again, stopping at the wrist position.

"I perceive it—you feel that the future is bleak, that you are unhappy with the status quo but powerless to change it, but soon you will be able to meet a lot of great people for a funeral, and a new page will be opened in your fate......" she whispered as she explored the bones in my arm.

This is bone touching, I have read about it in many ancient books, but today it is the first time I have seen it.

"Did you get all this by touching the bones?" I asked.

Tang Wan nodded: "That's right, all kinds of physiognomy are commendable, one law is clear, one law is clear, one law is good." ”

The core point of my question is not here, but - "Dr. Tang, have you touched my grandfather's arm bone before?"

When Tang Wan first came to the ward, he once touched his grandfather's arm.

At that time, I thought she was caring about patients, but I didn't expect that at that time, she was testing her grandfather's roots with bone touching.

"Yes. Tang Wan admitted it frankly.

I sighed, "Forget it, don't talk about it." ”

She was so frank and beautiful, even if she had secretly used tricks against her grandfather for some purpose, I was not embarrassed to criticize her at all.

"Within twenty-four hours, no more than seventy-two hours at most, Mr. Xia will leave us. Therefore, some details of the ceremony have to be prepared in advance. She reminded again.

I leaned my back to the door frame and sighed, "Okay, thanks for the reminder, I'll remember." ”

The moment Tang Wan turned around and pounced on the man in black, her skills were sharp and murderous—I knew that she was an extraordinary person, but I still felt strange: "How could a thaumaturgical master like her stoop to be an ordinary doctor in a municipal hospital?"

Of course, I also know that there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Jinan City, and I don't know how many master dragons are lurking in the abyss, waiting for the moment when the flying dragon is in the sky.

I aspire to be the kind of true master who sweeps things away as soon as I make a move, and I long for a change of fate and a new page - but when?

When we entered the ward, Nurse Li had already opened the oxygen throat to the maximum, and was bending down to look at Grandpa's eyelids.

Grandpa sat stiffly, holding the thin quilt with both hands, and the green tendons on the back of his hands also protruded.

"Dr. Tang, I have already injected a cardiac injection, but just now the patient's muscles were extremely stiff, causing the needle to fall off when I pulled out the needle. Nurse Li had no smile on her face, her face was pale, and there was no blood on her lips.

"It's fine. Tang Wan responded in a deep voice, "Leave it to me." ”

Nurse Li got the order, quickly turned around and picked up the tray, and walked out quickly.

"My grandfather—" I asked Tang Wan in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's okay. She said "it's okay" twice in a row, and when Nurse Li went out, her feet flashed, and she arrived at the bed.

I watched her back, and from the slight trembling position of her shoulders, she was trying her best to take deep breaths and force herself to calm down.

Grandpa's condition was indeed not good, although his eyes were open, his eyes were no longer black and white, but showed a cloudy gray-brown color, similar to that of a blind man.

I walked over and put my hands on the backs of his hands, feeling that his skin had lost the body temperature that a normal person should have.

Tang Wan also stretched out her hand, pressed her left hand on her grandfather's forehead, and pressed her right hand against the back of her grandfather's head.

I sighed heavily in my heart, knowing that she was judging grandpa's state again by touching the bones.

"If the eldest brother is here, there is no need to take care of the grandfather to others. "When I had this thought, I couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

According to the materials I came across, bone palpation is one of the physiognomy studies.

Ordinary physiognomy is to observe the outstanding features of an object's appearance by eyes and vision, and then predict the operation of its internal qi, or to analyze and judge the future of the observed object with a comprehensive method of "observation and thinking". In principle, the use of bone palpation is to abandon vision, and instead use the sense of touch to complete the judgment of a certain object or person.

Observing with the eyes and touching with the hands of these two types of physiognomy is higher or lower, there is no conclusion at all, it is just that the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wise.

Moreover, physiognomy is only one of the "five arts" in China, accounting for only one-fifth of the five thaumaturgical disciplines of "mountain, medicine, life, physiognomy, and divination", and no master of any first-class school in physiognomy dares to boast that he has completely mastered the ability to predict the future.

The five techniques are all thaumaturgy created by ancient sages with the Book of Changes as a model, and the goals pursued are the same, all of which are to help human beings seek good fortune and avoid evil. The past and future are as vast as the starry sky of the universe, and no one can peek into its doorway, let alone enter the house.

After a long time, Tang Wan let go of her palms and frowned silently.

"Grandpa, shall I help you lie down?" I asked, leaning into my grandfather's ear.

Grandpa didn't move, as if he had fallen asleep with his eyes open.

I held my grandfather's back, helped him lie down slowly, and then covered him with a thin quilt.

After doing all this, I looked up at Tang Wan, who was still in the same position she had just held.

"How's that?" I asked in a low voice.

"It's weird, it's really weird. She was still frowning, her lips moving, and a wry smile on her face.

"Sit down and talk slowly. "I realized that things are not that simple.

Tang Wan did not sit, but walked to the window.

The square stool was under the window, and I took it to smash the owl, and I left it there.

The owl flew away, and probably won't hear that weird "meow" sound again tonight.

"A person can only have one soul, and the soul is hidden in the body, and one can speak, walk, think, eat and drink, and live soberly and well. This point, as long as you have a little knowledge of Chinese medicine, you can feel it by taking the pulse. When a person's vein is broken, the soul is gone...... Do you agree with that?" she asked, looking out the window with her back to me.

There are a lot of ancient books on physiognomy stored in the old mansion, and I have roughly looked through them a few times, so I am not ignorant of this field.

What Tang Wan said is exactly the truth in the ancient books of physiognomy that "people die like lights go out, and their flesh is rotten and muddy".

Human beings live like a lamp, burning themselves and illuminating others, contributing to and demanding the world in which we live. When countless people are alive and countless lights are on, the world will become more and more glamorous and beautiful, and more and more prosperous.

What proves that a person is alive? of course, the heartbeat and the pulsation.

After the lights go out, the heart stops, and the whole body cannot detect the pulse, the person is "officially dead" in medical terms.

I grabbed Tang Wan's words, and suddenly understood, and grabbed my grandfather's wrist with my backhand.

In a panic, I touched five or six in a row before I found my grandfather's vein.

"Life belongs to man only once, and man has only one soul...... In other words, a person can only die once, and when he dies, he will not wake up again. I am a doctor, whether it is in an anatomy class at school or in the hospital, I have seen dead people countless times, and I am very familiar with the criteria for judging the living and the dead, but this time it is too strange, I can't judge ...... old Mr. Xia is "Tang Wan turned around and looked at me with a frown.

Of course Grandpa is alive, because I can already feel his veins beating.

I let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead.

"I touched it, and you almost scared me to death. I whispered, and let go of my grandfather's hand.

"Touched the pulse?" Tang Wan's frowning brows were still unraveled.

"Hmm. I nodded.

"So, tell me, what is Mr. Xia now--alive, still, yes, gone?" The last few words, Tang Wan paused, and his eyes stared at me without blinking.

I nodded, "Of course you're alive!"

In my opinion, although grandpa's pulse is weak, as long as it pulses, there is a heartbeat, and people are naturally alive.

Tang Wan sighed and clapped her palms gently, as if she was relieved, but also seemed to be wandering into the world, completely falling into a state of deep thinking for the second time.

There's been so much going on tonight, and since grandpa is fine, I can finally catch my breath.

I took two small bags of coffee from my bedside table, put them in two cups, and flushed them with hot water.

I don't know when I became a severe coffee addict, drinking at least five cups a day, and when my mood was severe, I drank an average of one cup every two hours from the time I woke up to the time I went to bed.

This super strong instant coffee from Vietnam is the most delicious for me, and I will bring my own wherever I go.

I brought the coffee to Tang Wan, and she naturally took it, without any extra polite words.

"Dr. Tang, it's a pleasure to meet you, bothered tonight. I raised my glass and thanked her with coffee instead of wine.

Tang Wan smiled: "Me too, call me Tang Wan, it's more natural." ”

I nodded: "Okay, then you can call me Tianshi, in fact, my friends call me Shi, the stone of summer." ”

The name is just a code name, and I never care what people call me.

Among the various names of the old Jinan people, the word "stone" at the end of the name is usually called "stone", which is commonplace and conventional.

"No, it's not a summer stone, it should be a stone for Nuwa to mend the sky. Tang Wan shook his head.

This originally simple question aroused her interest, and then added: "It is recorded in the "Liezi Tang Wen" that the Gonggong clan and Zhuan Xuan competed for the emperor, and they were angry and could not touch the mountains of Zhouzhou, breaking the pillars of the heavens, and the Jedi dimension, so the sky tilted to the northwest, and the sun, moon and stars were in the south; At that time, the sky collapsed into a big hole, and Nuwa refined the five-colored stone to make up for the sky-"

In the end, the remaining piece became Jia Baoyu in "Dream of Red Mansions". I added for her.

Since she can naturally and skillfully recite the content of the ancient book "Liezi Tang Wen", it can be seen that she is a knowledgeable girl.

I have never associated "Tianshi" with "Nuwa refining stone to mend the sky", after all, this is just a very common name in the Chinese household registration book.

"Dream of Red Mansions is just a literary story after all. Tang Wan shook her head again, "That's a novel made up by Cao Xueqin, and what we're talking about now is reality." ”

I also shook my head like her: "Don't think about it, my qualifications are dull, and I won't have anything to do with the five-colored stone that Nuwa mends the sky." ”

In the hallway, although she made a very grand glorification of my future, I didn't believe it all.

I'm twenty-three years old, and I didn't show any strange talent when I was a teenager, and I still haven't achieved anything, so no matter how big people portray me, I should be self-aware. What's more, Jinan, as the provincial capital of Shandong, is full of talents, and has brought together masters from all walks of life in the province.

Tang Wan sighed: "Everything is possible, remember my words." ”

We silently drank coffee opposite each other, and invariably looked out the window.

"Lately, patients have certainly not heard night owls barking. I said.

Tang Wan was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows, and made a "why" expression.

"Just now an owl landed on the windowsill, and I hit it with a stool, but it didn't hit it, and it flew away. I replied.

This is not a good thing, but I didn't expect that as soon as I said it, Tang Wan's arm trembled, the cup shook, and the coffee in the cup splashed out.

"Didn't you say it earlier?" she shoved the cup into my hand, hurriedly pulled the stethoscope out of her pocket, and rushed to the hospital bed.

The thin quilt was covered under Grandpa's neck, Tang Wan waved his hand to lift the cup, immediately pressed the stethoscope on Grandpa's chest, and then moved the position at least a dozen times in the next half a minute.

Grandpa remained in a stiff lying position, motionless, his eyes half-open, staring directly at the roof.

"He's alive, don't think about it. I leaned against the window and looked at Tang Wan.

Tang Wan ignored me, didn't raise his head, and repeated the movements on his hands.

I recalled what my grandfather said, the Divine Water Mirror, the Son of Heaven bets to win chess, and the Seven Kings will ......

I remember the night my eldest brother was killed, and the murderer also asked about the "Divine Water Mirror", but until he died, the eldest brother didn't say a word.

"What are those things? What kind of hatred does our Xia family have with them, and they actually killed their eldest brother like that?Where did the murderer flee, and he couldn't even find a clue from the omnipotent police Skynet...... "These questions have been bothering me for so long that every time I think about it, I feel a splitting headache."

"He's dead. Tang Wan straightened up, turned to me, and said three words with a calm face.

I was startled at first, then shook my head: "What are you kidding?"

From the angle from which I was standing, I could see my grandfather's chest rise and fall slightly, which was the inevitable movement of a living person lying flat.

Grandpa was panting, and his chest was heaving together. Of course he lives, no one can deny that.

"I don't know how much medical knowledge you have - listen, everyone's pulse is different, and an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner can sense the small differences, even if he is blindfolded, and will not mistake patient A for patient B. To give a more obvious example, the ancient famous doctors were able to 'diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament', and they could accurately judge the pathological characteristics of the patient by relying on the vibrating veins transmitted by the silk thread. Now, I must tell you that before tonight, I had touched Mr. Xia's pulse at least a dozen times, and his pulse fluctuated clearly and in an orderly manner, like a march on an electric piano. Now, the pulse I feel is weak and blurry, like a ...... It's like the sound of the ancients. Every metaphor of Tang Wan is very ingenious, especially the last "sound of hitting the building", which does accurately describe the feeling when I hold down my grandfather's pulse.

I put down my cup and approached the hospital bed.

"It's a strange thing to say, but I know you'll understand. Tang Wan met my gaze and explained in a low voice.

I smiled wryly and looked down at my grandfather's face.

Grandpa was indeed wheezing normally, his nose was flapping, his chest was heaving, and the arteries and veins on the side of his neck were trembling slightly.

It would be a joke to judge such a flat old man as dead.

"Mr. Xia is gone, this living soul...... This living soul ......" Tang Wan muttered twice, and the words that followed were never spoken.

"Say, I'll accept anything weird. I said.

Tang Wan took a deep breath, and his tone, which had become hurried, calmed down again: "Tianshi, let me tell the truth. At this moment, we put aside the terms and definitions of modern medicine, and ignore the judgment standards of any discipline and instrument of Western medicine and Chinese medicine. I judged that Mr. Xia was gone, and what was alive in his body was another person's soul. Regardless of whether this soul is old or new for the time being, I can responsibly say that this soul does not belong to Mr. Xia, but is another one who is completely unfamiliar. In this sense, what we are guarding at the moment is not Mr. Xia, but another stranger. ”

As she spoke, I leaned over to hold my grandfather's wrist, feeling the dry, hard, staccato pulse of my fingertips.

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