In the late winter morning, the sky is still gray, and every house is still closed.

Along the way, there were few pedestrians missing.

At this time, Tang Li and Rong Bao stood in front of the gate of the He Mansion, looking up at the tall gate of the Mansion in front of them.

Zhumen Biwa is beautiful and has the characteristics of the south of the Yangtze River.

After the subordinate who led the way finished negotiating with the porter, he said respectfully and anxiously: "Little Doctor Tang, please come inside." ”

Tang Li entered the door.

She didn't have the heart to look at the scenery in the mansion, and quickly followed the subordinates.

Early in the morning, the hospital received a request for treatment from Hefu.

The old lady of his family suddenly convulsed, rolled the whites of her eyes, and looked very bad.

Therefore, every second counts, and she cannot delay the best time for treatment.

After passing through the corridor, entering the courtyard gate, and then wearing flowers and willows, I finally arrived at Mrs. He's house.

When the big girl who came out to greet saw the two people who came, one was not enough for a weak crown, and the other was only up to her waist, she was stunned, and then there was a male voice urging from inside.

"Bring the doctor in."

The eldest girl hurriedly bowed her head and asked, "Doctor, hurry up and go in." ”

Tang Li bowed, the maids standing on both sides had already opened the thick curtains, and she bent down and walked in.

An indescribable smell of dullness that had not been breathed for a long time came to his face, Tang Li pursed his lips and changed his breath before raising his head.

There was not enough light inside, even the windows were blocked by curtains, and the light in the room was shining from the candlesticks.

In front of the bed of Huanghuali Shuangyue Cave, there was a tall man sitting with his back to her, because he didn't see his appearance, he didn't know how old he was.

"In Xia Tangli, it is the doctor of the Miao Hui Museum."

As soon as she saluted, the man turned his head, revealing deep eyebrows and eyes, a high nose bridge, and moderately thick lips, an elderly handsome uncle.

This should be Mrs. He's only son, He Wanhai.

At this time, his eyebrows were dyed with urgency, and when he saw such a young doctor, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, but he still maintained his demeanor and immediately beckoned her forward.

"Doctor, let's take a look at my mother."

Tang Li bowed his head and stepped forward with the medicine box, and He Wanhai immediately moved out of the way.

Only then did she see the old man lying on the bed, his cheeks were sunken, his wrinkles were thick, his lips were not bloody, and his face was already very bad.

Rong Bao put the wrist rest away, and Tang Li reached out to put it between the bowls of Old Madam He, concentrating and feeling.

When he opened his eyes again, He Wanhai hurriedly asked, "Is my mother okay?" ”

Tang Li told the truth: "The blood is blocked, and acupuncture is needed immediately to remove stasis, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

As she spoke, Rong Bao had already taken out the needle bag.

Tang Li quickly pierced the silver needle on the old lady's body, and still cared about talking to He Wanhai.

"The old lady should have been overworked when she was young, and now she has all suffered from old age, so she has been bedridden for at least three years, and she should have relied on precious medicinal materials to fill the deficit in her body before she will be stable until now."

He Wanhai suspected that she was young and had shallow medical skills, and he didn't want to be all of her.

He nodded again and again: "Doctor, what you said is right, but it was all fine before, why did you suddenly get sick and be so dangerous?" ”

Tang Li continued: "No matter how good the efficacy of medicinal herbs is, it can't fill the deficit of the human body, it's like a wooden barrel with a hole in it, how much water you add to it, it will still leak, maybe Master He will think that as long as I fill it up with the speed of water leakage, I can offset the deficit, but in fact, it can't be counted like this." ”

"Because the barrels are old, there will be new holes."

He Wanhai was stunned.