The candle crackled, He Wanhai woke up, and hurriedly asked, "Little Doctor Tang, do you mean that I can't use medicinal materials to prolong my mother's life?" ”

Tang Li twisted the silver needle, paying attention to Old Madam He's expression, and exerting a little force: "It can't be said that the medicinal materials are useless, it can only be said that the next effect will get worse and worse, and like today's situation, it will appear more and more frequently." ”

He Wanhai was like a frosted eggplant, and his handsome face instantly fell.

Tang Li saw a lot of such scenes and sighed in his heart.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of Tang Li's sleeves rubbing.

This acupuncture lasted for nearly half an hour.

After Tang Li finished piercing the silver needle, Old Madam He's originally gray face became a little angry.

This surprised the frustrated He Wanhai, and his gloomy eyes suddenly lit up.

"Doctor Tang, since the medicinal materials are no longer of much use, what about this acupuncture?"

Tang Li knew what he was thinking, she took the handkerchief handed by Rong Bao and wiped the sweat from her forehead and cheeks.

"At present, acupuncture is more effective than medicinal herbs, but it is difficult to say how long it can last."

He Wanhai breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "As long as it's useful." ”

He turned his head to look at the old mother on the couch, his eyes were moist: "Compared with drinking medicine, acupuncture is not so painful." ”

When he turned back again, he said earnestly: "Doctor Tang, can you come to the house to give my mother acupuncture once a day, and the consultation fee is not a problem." ”

Tang Li sighed, saying that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, but this Master He is a rare and valuable filial son.

"Yes."

It would take a quarter of an hour to take the needle, Tang Li got up and quickly wrote down the prescription in front of the arranged pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then handed it to He Wanhai.

"When I was checking the pulse, I found that Mrs. He had eaten some herbs that were difficult to restrain for a long time, and if it lasted for a long time, it would be the opposite, so I listed the medicinal materials that Mrs. He could take, and I also indicated the amount, decoction every day, and then assisted by acupuncture, to get twice the result with half the effort."

He Wanhai solemnly took it, handed it to Meihua instead, and told her to be careful and serious, and not to make mistakes.

Tang Li's eyes turned to the room, and He Wanhai asked, "But what's wrong?" ”

"People who stay in the room all year round need fresh air, if they are stuffy all day long, even if they are normal people, they will get sick, if they are afraid of the wind and the cold weather, they will occasionally ventilate, and the doors and windows should not be closed too tightly."

When Tang Li's words fell, He Wanhai immediately ordered someone to remove the curtains and open the doors and windows.

The whole room lit up, and the strange smell gradually dissipated.

Everyone present felt that the breath in their chests was finally relieved.

Tang Li's brows relaxed, and his movements were more neat when he took the needle.

She sat down for a while, Old Madam He was breathing for a long time, and her pulse was beating slowly and regularly, and she had already eased up.

She got up to say goodbye, and He Wanhai personally sent her out of the house.

"Little Doctor Tang, I didn't expect you to be so young and have such superb medical skills, and even Shouchun was compared to you."

Hearing him call Pavilion Master Zhou so familiar, Tang Li asked curiously, "Master He and Pavilion Master Zhou are friends?" ”

He Wanhai smiled bitterly: "My mother's illness has been treated by the master of the Zhou Pavilion all these years, and they have become friends after coming and going, with similar temperaments." Unfortunately, he has vowed not to be a doctor again. ”

Tang Li nodded: "It's really a pity." ”

In ancient times, it was quite difficult to study medicine, let alone cultivate a skilled healer.

When he arrived at the door of the mansion, He Wanhai stretched out his hand, and the housekeeper handed over a sandalwood box, and he handed it to Tang Li with his own hands.

"A little heart, not a respect."