Tang Yifeng said ruthlessly: "I'm fine, you follow me!" In case I'm really disabled! You can still accompany me for the rest of my life! ”

Zizhu's eyes were slightly red, and the teacher and uncle missed his life because of his disability.

Zizhu picked up the burden, lowered his eyes for a moment, and said with a smile: "I can't accompany you for a lifetime!" You still want to be famous all over the world for poetry and wine. ”

"Fool!" Tang Yifeng turned his back and didn't pay attention to her anymore.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

Zizhu still got into the carriage.

Tang Yifeng ignored Zizhu, and Zizhu was not bored.

On the way, Mr. asked: "Yifeng, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, civil and military medicine, hundreds of martial arts, each with its own strengths, why don't you learn kung fu?" ”

"Sir, tell you the truth, is there no cure for my legs and feet?"

Zizhu also pricked up his ears.

"Of course not, sir, I know a little about medical skills, you are indeed a difficult disease, but it is by no means incurable."

"Does that gentleman still teach me this apprentice?"

"Humph! You kid! Mr. Jing smiled bitterly, "But you may have to pay a thousand times more hardship." ”

"Sir, Yifeng said that I am not afraid of hardships!"

Mr. Jing looked at Tang Yifeng's resolute eyes, nodded and said, "Good boy!" The teacher didn't mention it again. ”

Tang Yifeng's right half of his body is weak and weak, occasionally trembling, and he is usually no different from ordinary people.

After half a day of driving, I returned to Luofeng.

Mr. Jing drove the carriage, hit the Upper East Gate in the northeast corner, and entered the Shanglin Fang.

"Sir, why did we come to Mr. Bi?" Tang Yifeng was taken aback: "Didn't you say that Bi Lao is a veterinarian?" ”

"What's wrong with the veterinarian? Wouldn't it be over if it could be cured? ”

Zizhu was secretly happy.

"Sir...... Are we kidding? ”

"No kidding!" Mr. Jing said with a smile, "In the past, I have seen the Huangfu Lao Bizhi camel have a concussion, that is, wrap the camel's head with a cloth and beat it vigorously with a wooden hammer, hey, the camel will be fine for a while!" ”

"Really?" Tang Yifeng looked at Mr. Jing suspiciously, "Then you can't hit me with a wooden hammer, right?" ”

Thinking about a person with a concussion, he even used the method of concussion to treat it, Tang Yifeng felt unreliable, don't treat it more and more?

I'm a good person, get me a veterinarian to treat me?

"Sir, I'm not going!"

"Hey! You don't use this method to heal people. Mr. Jing explained, "Governing people is to dig a pit and ...... you."

"Wow! Not going! Not going! Mr! You send me home, and I'll lie down for a few days! Tang Yifeng said that he was about to get out of the car.

Zizhu hurriedly grabbed him: "Yifeng! Listen to what Mr. has to say! ”

In order to avoid being born, Zizhu changed his name and didn't know it.

"I've heard that to treat a child's concussion, dig a pit, hang the child upside down in it, and slap the soles of his feet."

"It's fine! I should have buried me! ”

Zizhu smiled: "Sir, this Huangfu Lao Bi is a veterinarian?" Why don't we find a serious doctor? ”

"Haha! Lao Bi is a family of emperors, and the current descendant of "Acupuncture A and B Sutra". ”

"Acupuncture A and B Sutra!?" Tang Yifeng is a scholar and has heard of it.

This book is also known as "The Emperor's Acupuncture A and B Sutra" or "The Yellow Emperor's Acupuncture A and B Sutra".

The author, Huangfu Mi, does not want Yan Ruyu, does not want the golden house, the court has repeatedly summoned him, and he has written books and spoken all his life, which can be said to be a real reader.

Legend has it that Huangfu Mi was born and lost his mother, and at the age of 20 he was still idle, and his uncle hated his unwillingness, taught him bitterly, repented, studied hard, and cultivated with books, and was called "bookworm" and "book prostitution". At the age of forty-two, he suffered from wind paralysis, and began to study acupuncture and moxibustion, and wrote the "Acupuncture and Moxibustion A and B Sutra", which became a medical work, and was regarded as the ancestor of acupuncture and moxibustion in later generations.

The most talked about by scholars is that at the age of forty-six, the prime minister issued an edict to recruit officials, and he was not a scholar; Fifty-one, the emperor issued an edict to avoid the edict; Fifty-three, the emperor issued an edict to force, but still did not serve; On the fifty-fourth, the emperor recommended him as virtuous, and on the grounds of illness and old age, he borrowed a cart of books from the emperor and continued to write books and speak.

What's even more commendable is that he is not a scholar, and several of his disciples have become famous ministers.

"I'll go! Sir, you didn't say it earlier! ”

"Then how did this Mr. Huangfu become a veterinarian?" Zizhu couldn't figure it out, "Isn't it that you're not good at learning?" ”

The gentleman smiled: "I don't know." You have a chance to ask him. ”

……

Shanglinfang, A and B Hall.

This time, Tang Yifeng finally entered the inner hall.

A cloth banner with the book "A small silver needle, Zheng Zheng helps the world; The originator of Huanghuang, roll A and B. ”

The seven-star hundred-eyed cabinet on the four walls of the inner hall.

Not to mention angelica, wolfberry, atractylodes, angelica, agarwood or something often heard, what baiji, baiqi, baiwei, baiqian, baiqi, citron, xiangsong, xiangru, xiangzhi have never heard of it, as well as xuejian, kongqing, manjing, lingxiao, mulan, duruo, forget worries, lingxian, jiangli, tiannanxing, water keel, lingyou, chuanqiong, chaoyan, sedum, xia bing, du heng, su zi...... There are more than 100 kinds of medicinal materials, and some of them just listen to the name, which makes people's hearts lose their minds!

Tang Yifeng and Zizhu also opened their eyes.

"The one who was still in good spirits the day before yesterday! You shouldn't be this kind of fool! The gray-bearded Huangfu Bi glared angrily at Mr. Jing!

"Lao Bi! Don't blame me! Mr. Jing poured himself a cup of tea and puffed up.

"Blame this girl!"

Zizhu didn't expect Mr. Jing to be so direct! It's an elder anyway, where is there such a scar for the younger generation!

"Yes...... It's the younger generation who is careless, Tang Gongzi is a guest in my sect, and I can't take care of it! Zizhu took over.

"Old sir! It has nothing to do with Mr. Jing! It's me who got drunk myself! Tang Yifeng continued.

"If you want to live a few more years, you don't mess with this relative!" I don't know what Huangfu Bi has to say about Mr. Jing, so he opened his mouth and closed his mouth, aggressively.

After Mr. Huangfu's diagnosis, he determined that Tang Yifeng was suffering from intracranial congestion and prescribed some medicines.

And finalize the gradual diagnosis and treatment plan, first with stones, then with moxibustion, and finally with silver needles.

Today, first scrape the head and neck with a stone to dredge the muscles and veins, and accelerate blood circulation and blood stasis.

It seems that there is no need for the soil method of digging and slapping, and Mr. Jing is really nonsense.

Mr. Jing smiled, and after explaining, he said that he had important things to arrange and left first.

Tang Yifeng needed to go to Hall A and B for medical treatment for several days, and several people agreed that Zizhu would accompany him during the day, and then go back to the Tang family courtyard to live afterwards.

In order to strengthen exercise and speed up recovery, Bi Lao suggested that he walk more vigorously, and after finishing his head and neck, the two thanked Mr. Bi, the emperor, and came out of the first and second halls, Tang Yifeng walked in front of him, and Zizhu hurriedly ran up to support him.

"Don't help me! It's not like I can't go! ”

"Don't! If you suddenly tremble and knock your head, you're in trouble. ”

"No, no, no!" Tang Yifeng shook off Zizhu.

He has sound limbs and looks like an ordinary person at first glance, but he is weak on half of his body, and his walking is a little bumpy and smooth, which attracts the attention of passers-by.

"Yifeng! Why don't you take a carriage ride? ”

"No, you don't! I'm going to walk more! ”

"Shall I hold on to it, then?"

"No!"

Zizhu asked again and again, and Tang Yifeng screwed his jaw!

It's tough! Forget no! Zizhu had to follow not far away, and he loved to be embarrassed and throw away.

Looking at Tang Yifeng at this moment, Zizhu somewhat understood the master.