Chapter 52: The Descendants of the Primeval Generation

Murong, Luo Fatzi and the fourth master hurried to Pujia's room, as soon as they entered the door, Murong found that something was wrong with this girl, obviously the indoor temperature was not high, but she was sweating profusely, and her pale cheeks were also showing abnormal flushing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong hurriedly went up to check, and when he touched this girl's wrist, he only felt that it was amazingly hot, and the frequency of the pulse beat far exceeded that of ordinary people.

The fourth master hurriedly asked, "Xiao Mu, how is this girl?"

Murong frowned and said: "On a whim, the pulse is restless, I can't wait any longer, I must take this girl to Cuiwei Hall now, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

With that, Murong picked up the little girl and ran out.

The fourth master and Luo Cheng watched Murong leave, and the fourth master sighed: "I hope this poor girl can be safe and sound." ”

Luo Cheng nodded: "I hope so!"

In the early morning, the crowd on the street was still very scarce, Murong was running on the street with Pujia in his arms, it would have taken half an hour to walk, but Murong had to walk to Cuiwei Hall within ten minutes.

As soon as he entered the door, there was still a long queue in the courtyard, and he felt that the temperature on Pu Jia's body was getting hotter and hotter, so Murong still had the heart to line up, so he strode towards the inner hall.

At this time, a strong man wanted to stop Murong and shouted: "Where did the little rabbit cub come from, as soon as he comes, he wants to cut the queue and get out of line for grandpa!"

Murong didn't stop, and his slightly constricted eyes glanced at the strong man......

After Murong came to the Tianwu Continent, there were as many lives as many as he had in his hands, and in the case of deliberately releasing the killing intent around him, a small person like a strong man naturally couldn't bear it. With a glance, the strong man who looked at him with cold eyes felt cold in his heart, his brain was blank, and he involuntarily stepped back and got out of the way.

Although the strong man got out of the way, there were still many people in the queue around, and when he was about to scold this person who cut the queue in unison, suddenly one of them wondered: "Hey, isn't this the little miracle doctor who has treated Doctor Meng before?"

"Eh, when you say that, it's true, I remember, just two days ago, you sat in this courtyard and diagnosed us!"

"Everyone, get out of the way, the doctor is in such a hurry, there must be a seriously ill patient who wants to find Dr. Meng for diagnosis. ”

"Yes, let's let go, let's go!"

In the midst of such a call, the people in front of Murong spontaneously gave way to let Murong pass. Murong was not pretentious, and after nodding to the people around him, he entered the inner hall unimpeded.

At this time, Meng Yunfan had just finished writing a prescription and handed it to the patient in front of him, asking him to follow Qingqing to grab the medicine, when he saw that Murong who had made her unhappy three times and twice was walking towards her, thinking of the red forehead that was hit by this person last time, and he couldn't see anyone for almost a morning, Meng Yunfan's teeth were itchy with anger, and when he was about to trouble him, he saw Murong with an anxious look.

Meng Yunfan looked at the little girl in the other party's hand, and knew the other party's intention, although this kid always touched his brows, but this kid's medical skills Meng Yunfan still recognized it very much, even she sighed at the pharmacology of the medicine, and when she saw Murong's expression, she knew that this little girl was not lightly ill, so Meng Yunfan's heart had long been 'looking for trouble', and quickly motioned to Murong to put the little girl on a hospital bed behind her, and asked with a solemn face: "How is the condition?"

Murong didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Unknown whims, the pulse of the whole body is disordered, I have used 'elm charcoal, arborvitae charcoal, blood residual charcoal, madder, lotus root' and other blood coagulation and qi prescriptions yesterday, but they have no effect. ”

After a brief introduction to the condition, Murong handed Pujia into the other party's hands and helped Meng Yunfan put Pujia, who was extremely hot all over his body, on the hospital bed.

Hearing what Murong said, Meng Yunfan's delicate brows furrowed, and he pressed his hand lightly on Pu Jia's wrist, and began to check her pulse.

After about a few minutes, Meng Yunfan withdrew her hand, and after thinking for a moment, she took a deep breath, a faint green glow flashed on her fingertips, and pointed towards Pu Jia's heart.

In Murong's surprised gaze, there was a faint green smoke coming out of the few places on Pu Jia's body that were pointed out by Meng Yunfan, and the magic was that as Meng Yunfan's fingers pointed out, the abnormal flushing on Pu Jia's face was slowly receding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her rapid breathing was slowly calming down, all of which showed that the little girl's illness was under control.

Murong was overjoyed, he couldn't imagine that the disease that seemed helpless to him would be cured in minutes when he arrived at Meng Yunfan, and the means used by Meng Yunfan's treatment were also amazing to Murong, he couldn't imagine that the doctors of the Tianwu Continent would treat the disease like this, it was incredible!

How did he know that the treatment method of the Tianwu Continent is based on the way of medicine, supplemented by medicine, and Meng Yunfan's hand is not something that ordinary doctors can use, this is the centering rejuvenation technique from the Tang Cihang Jingzhai, and it is a medical method that can live the flesh and bones of the dead, otherwise Meng Yunfan would not have won the title of the first doctor in Nanwu County at a young age.

At this time, Meng Yunfan gently lowered the sleeves that had been rolled up, covering her white jade-like hands, her pink cheeks showed a hint of paleness, seeing that Murong's face was full of joy, the expression on her face did not relax in the slightest, and her eyebrows were still furrowed.

Seeing Meng Yunfan like this, Murong was puzzled: "Doctor Meng, I seem to be much better when I see Pu Jia like this, is there anything wrong?"

After a moment of deep silence, Meng Yunfan waved his hand and beckoned Qingqing, who had just walked out of the back hall, to his side, and said in a low voice: "Qingqing, you diagnose it for me for a while, I have something to deal with first." ”

After saying that, he said to Murong, "You come with me." With that, he walked towards the back hall.

Although Murong was full of doubts, he still followed Meng Yunfan to the back hall.

After coming to the back hall, Meng Yunfan went to the square pavilion where Murong cut medicine before, looked at a rockery with a stream in front of him, and stood silently.

Seeing Meng Yunfan like this, Murong's heart sank, and he asked, "Doctor Meng, but Pu Jia's illness ......"

"Who are you, this little girl?"

"I didn't know each other, but I was dumped in front of our Tanglin Department in the middle of the night before yesterday, and I found it and took it back to take care of it. ”

Seeing Murong answer like this, Meng Yunfan was slightly surprised, Meng Yunfan knew how embarrassing their status of the Tanglin Department in Nanwu City was, and also knew that the Tanglin Department had never been rich, and the poor were about to be unable to keep the official office, and it was precisely because of this that she would occasionally ask them to come to her Cuiweitang to work as an agent, and they should help each other, but they didn't expect that under such a premise, they were still willing to help the seriously ill people they didn't know, which made Meng Yunfan look at Murong highly.

But......

Meng Yunfan sighed and said, "I won't hide it from you, I can't cure this girl's illness, and even any famous doctor I know can't cure her!"

Hearing this, Murong frowned and asked, "I see that after your treatment, isn't Pu Jia's condition greatly improved, why can't this be cured, what kind of disease does she have?"

Meng Yunfan rubbed his smooth forehead with his hand, and said helplessly: "This is also the reason why I called you here, because...... This girl didn't get sick at all. I shouldn't have told you about this, but this girl is the only one who can help her now!"

Murong saw that Meng Yunfan said solemnly, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Meng Yunfan's bright eyes showed a trace of distress, and she sighed: "Because this girl is not sick at all, what bothers her is her own blood problem......"

She ...... It's a descendant of the ancients!"