When Han Chun and Jiang Yumei came to Jiang Muling's bedroom, it was already full of people, in addition to Jiang Feng and Xue Xueying, there were many young men and women, all of whom were her younger brothers and sisters, they were all standing in the hall outside, with anxious looks, but no one dared to go in.

"Where did you run away again, why didn't you accompany Mu Ling?" Xue Xueying scolded him at the first glance.

"Okay, old woman, don't say a word, when is this?" Jiang Feng sighed helplessly.

At this time, the door opened, and several imperial doctors walked out of it, all of whom shook their heads at Jiang Feng: "Guogong, we have tried our best, but I'm afraid that it won't work, so let's hurry up and prepare for the future." ”

"My daughter!" Hearing this, Xue Xueying cried in a snorting voice.

"Don't cry yet, the child isn't dead yet." Jiang Feng said sharply.

An old imperial doctor with a white beard sighed: "Guogong, madam, while the young lady is still conscious at this moment, you should hurry in and say a few words, it will be too late to finish." ”

The meaning of this is to tell them that now is not the time to cry, and that they should immediately go in and listen to the patient.

Xue Xueying came to her senses and immediately ran in, and everyone followed into the bedroom.

Jiang Muling didn't cough anymore, but there was blood on the corners of her mouth and on the pillow, and she saw that her eyes were gloomy, obviously it was time to run out of oil and run out.

"Daddy, I'm sorry, my daughter can't repay you for your nurturing kindness, it's just that I have a wish that has not been fulfilled-" At this time, she looked at Han Chun with her eyes, and the latter hurriedly stepped forward.

"Daddy, after all, husband and wife, after I die, all my property during my lifetime will be left to Han Chun."

Han Chun's heart moved, in fact, his impression of Jiang Muling was not good, last night, he still hoped that she would die early, so that he could find a real wife to live with, but he didn't expect that before she died, she actually had to leave all her property to her nominal husband.

Thinking of what he said after all, the sentence of husband and wife, somewhere in my heart softened, and blurted out: "Don't say such stupid things, lady, your days are still long, if you believe me, let me touch your pulse, maybe I can save you." ”

"Shenma, your head is fine, did you fall off the horse yesterday and break it?" Xue Xueying is really a shrew, she doesn't care about the situation in front of her at all, and she starts to target the wretched son-in-law in front of her again.

"Oh, so many imperial doctors can't be cured, you still want to try, you want to be crazy about property, I'm afraid my daughter won't die, right?"

The poor must have hidden tricks and bad intentions when they are kind, and this is what most people think.

Han Chun was angry in his heart, but he still said patiently: "My mother-in-law misunderstood, I just met a white-bearded grandfather in the past and learned a little medical skills, and now my mother is seriously ill, I also want to do my part, this is human nature, if my mother-in-law thinks I have other ideas, then forget it." ”

"What kind of white-bearded old man is you?"

At this time, the old imperial doctor just now asked curiously.

Han Chun is just talking nonsense, how can there be any white-bearded old man, but since he started, he can only make it down, he said nonsense: "Oh, that old man is holding a pair of crutches in his hand, with a purple wine gourd hanging on the crutches, shiny silver hair, and a particularly wide head, he said that I was destined for him, so he accepted me as an apprentice." ”

From beginning to end, not a word of this passage was true, Han Chun's heart was very weak, and he didn't dare to touch anyone's eyes when he spoke, and his heart was pounding when he finished speaking.

"You, have you met—" The old imperial doctor's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something, but halfway through his words, he didn't say any more.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he doesn't know anything at all, so forget it." Jiang Feng said disdainfully.

But the old imperial doctor said: "Guogong, I don't think this young man is like a man who talks about it, and besides, they are husband and wife, so it's better to let him try." ”

"Imperial Doctor Liu, are you serious?" Jiang Feng's face was full of doubts.

Imperial Doctor Liu nodded: "The matter has come to this, if you don't like it, it's just a dead horse as a live horse doctor, so don't worry about it so much." ”

Jiang Feng thought for a while, Han Chun's face could not be given, but this Liu Tingjian Imperial Doctor, it was the judgment of the Tai Hospital, and it was not easy to offend, so he nodded in the end.

"Okay, then let him try."

Xue Xueying snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Han Chun immediately squatted down and began to feel Jiang Muling's pulse, and after a while, he withdrew his finger, while Liu Tingjian said politely: "Little sir, do you see anything?" ”

"Qi deficiency and blood deficiency, phlegm blockage of the seven orifices, lung heat and wind evil, exhaustion."

"Well, I really have some ability, and it's similar to my diagnosis." Liu Tingjian sighed: "It's easy to find out the cause, but how does Mr. Xiao plan to treat it?" ”

"Now the situation is critical, it's too late to use medicine, only acupuncture is used!"

Now Han Chun understands that the tuberculosis they are talking about is actually not a serious disease, and it is an ordinary pneumonia in modern times, which has been delayed.

If there is an anti-inflammatory drug, just infuse a few bottles of penicillin or something like that, and now as long as you understand the truth of anti-inflammatory, you can also treat it.

But what needs to be treated at the moment is not the root of the disease, but the first thing to save is to save the patient, because the patient only has one breath left. So only acupuncture can be used.

"Acupuncture, what is it, I've only heard of moxibustion?"

"This is a bit complicated to say, anyway, it was taught to me by the old immortals, if you don't believe me, forget it." Han Chun said helplessly.

"Imperial Doctor Liu, is this kid reliable?" Xue Xueying said suspiciously.

Liu Tingjian listened to him as an old immortal, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he almost didn't think about it, so he said: "There are endless medical skills in the world, and there are many high-ranking hermits, I think I can let him try, or that sentence, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor." ”

"Since Imperial Doctor Liu said so, then you, let's try it." Jiang Feng also recognized this sentence, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, so he gritted his teeth and said.

"Well, get me twenty embroidery needles, the thinner the better, the longer the better, and bring me the candles, and I need a sharp dagger—"

"I have the dagger." A young guard at the door, armed with a dagger, came in and bowed back.

After a while, Yaoqin also found the embroidery needle and lit the red candle by the way.

Han Chun began to bake embroidery needles on the candles, and no one, including Liu Tingjian, knew what he was going to do, just stared blankly.

Suddenly, they saw Han Chunyi stretch out his hand and insert an embroidery needle into the top of Jiang Muling's head, which frightened several people present and exclaimed together.

"Are you going to kill someone?" Jiang Feng shouted sharply.