In just half an hour, the servants of the palace invited the doctors from all over the city, and it seemed that there were about seven or eight people.

The doctor who came first was surnamed Zhao, and he had checked He Ziyu's pulse, and he also had a heavy face.

Dr. Sun stepped forward and asked, "How?" Dr. Zhao can see something abnormal? ”

Doctor Zhao shook his head, he has a lot of attainments in medical skills, especially good at detoxification. It can be said that with his research on poisons, no one in the entire Linchuan City can beat him.

However, judging from the pulse of Xiao Langjun of the He family, it is only a long-term illness and physical weakness, and there is no sign of poisoning, which makes people unable to distinguish why he is unconscious.

"What does Doctor Sun think?"

"The pulse is the appearance of long-term illness and weakness, and the loss of qi and blood, but if it is just like this, it should not lead to a sudden coma."

"Indeed." Doctor Zhao sighed, "I also have my own experience in poison arts, but now it seems that Wu Langjun's fainting has nothing to do with poison." ”

The other doctors checked He Ziyu's pulse one by one, and when they came out, they all frowned.

"You guys take the pulse, but you can all distinguish the loss of qi and blood?"

Several doctors nodded.

But Fang Cai also asked the family, and they all said that the He family's Xiaolangjun has always been healthy. When I went to the temple fair today, I was in good spirits, and I didn't have any symptoms of long-term illness and weakness. ”

What's more, this loss of qi and blood is caused by long-term strain, and there is no reason for it to be achieved in one day. This fainting came too strangely. ”

"I just discussed it with Dr. Sun, and it should be ruled out that it was caused by poison."

"I've never heard of anything like that."

Several doctors couldn't help but fall silent.

It took them a long time to finalize a recipe for He Ziyu.

The Song clan immediately sent someone to fetch the medicine and boil the medicine.

However, after such a toss until dawn, He Ziyu still did not show any signs of waking up.

Concubine Sun lay on the side of the bed and wiped her tears, and He Xiangshan also looked worried.

"Let's get a few more doctors."

"Lord Lang, some famous doctors in our city are already here."

He Xiangshan couldn't help but sigh heavily.

The people in the second and third rooms also did not sleep all night.

Although He Ziyu only happened after returning home, he had to go out with him during the day, and he had to tell the doctor one by one what happened in the process, so as not to miss anything.

He Xiancheng and He Qianli were all tired.

"Second brother and third brother, you guys should go and rest first." He Xiangshan said.

He Xiancheng looked at him with bloodshot eyes, and opened his mouth to persuade: "Brother, you also go to rest." Your body is not fully well, how can you get through it any longer? ”

Hearing this, the Song family also persuaded him: "Yes, Lord Lang, you can't fall down again." ”

He Xiangshan waved his hand: "How can I rest?" ”

"You go back first, the second brother and sister and the third brother and sister can't stand it. If anything, I'll call you again. ”

He Xiancheng and He Qianli had no choice but to go back to their courtyard first.

He Qianli looked at the courtyard where the servants were in a hurry, and couldn't help but sigh: "This winter day is really difficult. First of all, Brother suddenly became seriously ill, and then Jiang had an accident, and it was easy for both of them to get better, and Gorou suddenly fell unconscious. Hey......"

Feng Shi yawned and said, "Is there a problem with the feng shui of the long house?" If not, why are the people in their long house who have an accident? ”

He Qianli whispered to her: "What nonsense! ”

"It meant to be. Pushing it further, from the eldest brother's weakened body, to the death of the son-in-law of the long house, the death of Gorou's disease, and now to the present, which of these things does not revolve around their long house? ”

Feng Shi poked him with his elbow and said in a low voice: "You say, could it be that someone wants to be unfavorable to Dafang?" ”

He Qianli frowned: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

He completely cooled his face and reprimanded Feng Shidao: "Tongue is messy, don't mention this matter again in the future!" If you dare to say more, don't blame me for sending you back to Feng's mansion. ”

Lord San Lang has always been a gentle person, but now he has such a look, and his words are even colder.

Feng Shi was stunned, so he had to say yes and didn't dare to say anything more.

When it was time to arrive, He Ziyu, who had already been fed several bowls of medicine, still hadn't woken up for a long time.

Concubine Sun was so anxious that she pulled He Xiangshan and begged: "Lord Lang, Wulangjun is in a coma, since the doctor can't cure it, why don't you ask the Taoist chief in Yunju Temple to take a look." ”

"yes, it's good to try more." The Song family on the side also said.

He Xiangshan nodded: "Then send someone to invite." ”

Yunjuguan is located outside Linchuan County, about twenty or thirty miles away from the city.

The people in the house quickly whipped up, and only then did they invite people to the house at sunset.

The Taoist master who was invited is called Xuanwei, who is the junior disciple of the Lord of Yunju Guanguan, and his magic is exquisite, and he has always been praised by people. He was also accompanied by two little Taoist boys.

He Xiangshan and the Song family hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Xuanwei Dao Chief." ”

Xuan Wei also saluted: "Lord He Lang, Mrs. He." The situation of Lingfu Xiaolangjun has been heard on the way to the poor road. It's just a matter of seeing with your own eyes to figure out what's going on. ”

"Dao Chief, please." Song hurriedly brought the person into the house.

Xuanwei stood in front of the bed, possessed and looked at He Ziyu carefully, He Ziyu in front of him had a dark yellow face, weak breathing, and looked like he had been sick for a long time.

He finally read the words, stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers at He Ziyu's eyebrows, and then he was shocked.

The three souls and six spirits are not in the body?

He couldn't help frowning slightly, took a step back, handed the dust in his hand to the Dao Tong on the side, and took out a Sanqing bell from his sleeve.

Xuan Wei took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and took a mysterious step.

Its walking turn, like stepping on the Gangxing Dousu, is the purest Taoist step on the Ganggang Doudou.

He chanted a mantra in his mouth, and his steps did not stop, and with his movements, the Sanqing bell in his hand began to ring rapidly, and the dust in the hand of the Taoist boy on the side also moved without wind.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanwei's hand moved slightly, and two yellow talismans were thrown out of his sleeve and walked towards He Ziyu on the bed.

Who would have thought that as soon as the yellow fu approached He Ziyu, it spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into ashes and fell.

He couldn't help but breathe, and threw a few yellow talismans one after another, all of which were the same.

It's so hard to collect?

Xuanwei put away the magic weapon, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the yellow paper from his arms, bit his fingertips and squeezed out a drop of blood, drew a soul gathering talisman on it, and slapped it on He Ziyu's forehead.

Then the spell continues.

Time passed little by little, and Xuanwei's sideburns couldn't help but bead fine beads of sweat, and the two Dao boys stared at him tightly beside him, lest something go wrong.

Master went out to cast spells, and this time was the most difficult.

Suddenly, a gust of wind suddenly swept in front of the bed, blowing the curtain and dust, and the beard under Xuanwei's chin began to be messy in the wind.

But in a moment, the gust of wind suddenly disappeared again, leaving only the talisman that had been pasted in front of He Ziyu's forehead, which fell lightly to the ground.

Xuanwei, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbidity.

Dao Tong hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Master, is it done?" ”

Xuanwei wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his head.