"What's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? ”

Mu Rong saw that he was trembling all over, and asked with concern.

Shaking his head, Leslie Cheung didn't speak, but just shivered and took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and tried to open it.

Seeing that his face was pale and he hadn't opened the medicine bottle after trying several times, Mu Rong reached out and took the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and asked, "Do you want to take this medicine?" How many capsules to take? ”

Leslie Cheung wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was already in tears.

Without asking him again, Mu Rong picked up the medicine bottle and looked at the instructions on it.

"Duloxetine..."

Mu Rong read the name of the medicine.

He knew all these words, but he didn't know what they meant when put together.

Looking at the usage and dosage below, it is marked to take 60mg per day, but it is not written how many pills.

After a little thought, Mu Rong poured out two grains and handed them to Leslie Cheung's mouth.

But Leslie Cheung didn't know why, just leaned back on the chair silently, exuding a sense of decadence and despair all over his body, which was diametrically opposed to the cheerful appearance at the dining table, as if he had changed a person.

Seeing this, Mu Rong directly pinched his mouth open and flicked the pill in.

Pinching his throat, Leslie Cheung's throat shook and swallowed the pill, but he still maintained that painful look, huddled in his seat, trembling slightly.

What's going on?

Wasn't it okay just now?

Mu Rong was puzzled.

After thinking about it, he reached out and pressed it on Leslie Cheung's wrist to check his pulse.

After just a few breaths, Mu Rong raised his eyebrows and almost exclaimed.

Gone mad?

Going mad was the first Taoist word, which refers to the situation in which Taoist monks deviate from their practice, resulting in mental confusion, auditory hallucinations, delusions, and delirium.

In martial arts, there are also madness, which generally refers to a situation in which the practice of martial arts goes wrong, resulting in the reverse flow of qi and blood, and the meridians are damaged.

Once a person who practices martial arts goes mad, he will overflow his qi and blood, or he will be half paralyzed, and in serious cases, he will even lose his martial arts and die with a whimper.

However, ordinary people can also go crazy.

When someone is strongly stimulated in a short period of time, such as witnessing the violent death of an entire family, they often become insane.

Some people worry too much for a long time, and they will also become sick with worry, and their clothes will gradually widen, and they will be haggard.

There are also people who have wind in their brains, and they are no different from normal people on weekdays, but when they get sick, they are in pain.

At the beginning, he pretended to be crazy and stupid, and when Abi invited Xue Muhua, the "enemy of Hades", to treat him, he thought that he was delirious caused by going mad, and he also talked about the pulse of the person who went mad when he was sick.

Mu Rong still remembers that it is exactly the same as Leslie Cheung's current pulse.

After discovering this, Mu Rong directly helped Leslie Cheung up, pressed two fingers on the two acupuncture points of his Fengfu and Dumb Gate, and his luck was lightly vomited.

This is the acupuncture point that Xue Muhua applied to him when he treated him for going mad.

But he was pretending to be at that time, so Xue Muhua tried several times to no avail, so he could only leave a pair of medicines and leave.

And when his true qi pierced into the acupuncture points, Leslie Cheung's state suddenly improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Mu Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the end, it is the "enemy of Hades", and his medical skills are really strong.

After a while, Leslie Cheung finally breathed a sigh of relief and came back to his senses.

Seeing this, Mu Rong also withdrew his hand.

"Whew! I'm fine. ”

Leslie Cheung wiped away the tears on his face, breathed a long sigh of relief, and thanked: "Thank you!" If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to go back today. ”

"It's just a matter of effort."

Mu Rong said politely, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Recalling the negative emotions that had just drowned him like a tide, Leslie Cheung sighed lightly and explained: "Depression, physiological, has no medical treatment for the time being, and can only be controlled by medicine. ”

Smiling, he shrugged his shoulders and laughed: "It is said that it is an immortal terminal disease, but in fact, it is not much worse, it is very strong." ”

Seeing that he had just recovered, he began to laugh, and Mu Rong couldn't help but sigh secretly.

It's a good person, why did he go crazy?

"Scared you, didn't you?"

Leslie Cheung looked at him with a smile.

"Nope."

Mu Rong hesitated for a moment, then said: "Actually, I have a relative who also has this disease, and I have seen him get sick. ”

"Really? Then he must have suffered a lot. ”

Leslie Cheung took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

"It's fine."

Mu Rong smiled and said: "He went to many hospitals, but he was not cured, and then he heard that there was an old Chinese medicine doctor who could cure him, so he went to do acupuncture for a period of time, drank medicine for a while, and he was cured." ”

Spit out the smoke, Leslie Cheung smiled: "How is it possible? There is no cure for this disease, unless you have surgery to cut your brain and turn yourself into a fool, you won't be sad. ”

Without answering, Mu Rong looked at him and said, "I still remember that prescription, I can write it to you, you go and grab two pairs of medicines and try them, whether it has any effect or not, it's always okay to try it." ”

Leslie Cheung fell silent.

He remembered that just now when he was about to be completely overwhelmed by negative emotions, it was indeed Mu Rong who massaged the back of his head for a while before he got out of the negative emotions.

Could it be that what Mu Rong said is true?

"Okay, thank you then."

He smiled and thanked him, then started the car and continued in the direction of Kowloon Tong.

Sending Mu Rong back to the door of the villa in Kowloon Tong, he stopped the car and asked in surprise: "Wow! You're rich, huh? This villa is not cheap! ”

Mu Rong explained: "It's not mine, it's a friend's home of mine, Lin Zhiying, do you know?" The one who plays the Whirlwind Kid. ”

"Oh, I know, it's right to play with those two little old boys? That's great! Ask him to come out and play with him another day. ”

"No problem."

Mu Rong picked up his coat and handed him a piece of paper full of words: "This is the prescription, there is a weight and boiling method on it, you can try it when you go back." ”

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Mu Rong pressed his hand on the two acupuncture points on the back of his head and said, "If you have another illness next time, you can try to press these two acupuncture points to relieve it." ”

After saying that, he got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

This should be Leslie Cheung's reward for introducing resources to him!

Seeing Mu Rong leave, Leslie Cheung looked down at the prescription with a hesitant look.

It's not that he hasn't drunk traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine, he has seen dozens of them together, and he has also drunk bowl after bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, but it has no effect at all.

He had utterly despaired of the disease.

However, what Mu Rong said is right, whether it has an effect or not, it is always possible to give it a try.

What if it works?

Mu Rong didn't know if Leslie Cheung had taken medicine when he went back, and the next day he was still the same as before, and he was still engaged in intense shooting.

Maybe it was because of the emotional outburst that day, Zhang Bozhi's performance in the next few days was not bad, at least he no longer lost his temper at every turn like before, which also accelerated the filming progress a lot.

It's another day of filming, and Mu Rong is still busy filming as usual.

After a scene was filmed, a director's assistant suddenly ran up to him: "Brother Rong, you have a friend to visit the class." ”

"Which friend?"

Mu Rong looked in the direction of his finger, but saw a light figure, standing outside the set, looking at him with a smile.

"Sissi?!"