Chapter 77 Zhao's Strange Illness
It was just dawn, so Ma Shu got up early and picked two loads of porridge to sell at the market.
When passing by the Lin'an Mansion, he saw a person from a distance, dressed in black and with a green sword, with a strong posture, very familiar.
When I got closer, I saw the person's eyebrows and eyes, the bamboo breeze was clear, and it was pleasing to the eye, but I still couldn't remember it, so I just made a customer in the past, and I didn't care, and after closing my eyes, I was going to drive away by myself.
Before he had taken five steps, he heard the sound of shouting and fighting behind him, and when he looked back, he was shocked.
I saw that the man in black rushed to the inside of the palace, and put a black stick on the neck of the four men, and pushed out vigorously.
The man refused to give up, and as soon as he opened his fists and feet, he cleaned up the doors to the ground in three or two strokes.
Just as he was looking at it, Ma Shu felt a tap on the shoulder, and when he looked back, a young man in white was standing in front of him, smiling at him.
Seeing this person, Ma Shu was stunned, and suddenly bent his body and was about to bow down.
It turned out that the person standing in front of him was the man in white who came to his cold house a few days ago.
At that time, the situation was urgent, and he only had time to ask for his surname, and learned that his name was Bai Chaosheng, and he was a disciple of Mingtang.
Later, on the day of Lin'an Xuanju, in the disturbing people's discussions, he learned that this young man was actually the world-famous young master of Mingtang, and he was grateful and admired in his heart at the moment.
Since that day, he has been dreaming of meeting him again, so that he can ask him to help him again, and get rid of the strange illness of his inner person for many years.
At this time, the person who was thinking about it was now in front of him, which could be described as a manifestation of the heavens, and he was so excited that he couldn't control it, how could he not bow down?
Seeing that he was suddenly like this, the white tide hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, looked at the direction of the government quite nervously, and whispered to him:
"It's not convenient here, let's go over there. β
Ma Shu nodded, and before he could get up, Bai Chaosheng had already turned around and looked at the direction of the market.
He hurriedly picked up his burden and hurried to follow.
When he arrived at the market, the sun gradually rose, and the white tide opened an apricot red umbrella and walked with him in the noisy place.
After walking for a while, he heard Bai Chaosheng ask him: "I heard that you have always set up a stall on Yuluo Street, why did you change places?"
When Ma Shu heard this, he seemed to pay attention to him, so he said: "The side of Yulu Street was deserted earlier, and it was only crowded in the middle of Yuzhong. So, I usually come up here first. β
After hearing the sound of the white tide, he nodded, and was silent again.
Ma Shu followed behind, thinking about the words behind. Before I thought about it carefully, I heard the white tide voice ask again in a trance: "How is the child lately, is the wind chill better?"
Ma Shu hurriedly admitted: "It's much better." Ma is incompetent and has not been able to reward you. Thank you so much for prescribing and exempting the medicine. β
Bai Chaosheng laughed: "Why bother with your hands." Then he asked, "How long have you been married to your wife?"
Seeing that this question was strange, Ma Shu was defenseless in his heart, and suddenly missed a beat.
At that moment, he only said: "There are - twenty years." β
The man nodded, and said, "Twenty years, you husband and wife must be very happy." β
When Ma Shu heard about it, his face was a little sad, as if he had hit the diaphragm.
Here the two of them asked and answered one after another, and they have been traveling for a long time. The more he got to the back, the more careless Ma Shu's answer became.
At a moment of silence, he finally made up his mind, put down the burden on his shoulders, and said respectfully with his fists:
"Ma has something to ask for, and I ask the young master of Mingtang to forgive me for being rude. β
As soon as these words came out, he saw Bai Chaosheng slightly stunned, and then smiled again: "What you asked me for is your wife's strange illness?"
Ma Shu was immediately stunned, wondering how he knew. Still thinking about it, he listened to the white tide and laughed:
"When I visited that night, I already saw that Ling Zhengqi and blood were a little strange. However, there was something going on at the time, so I couldn't take a closer look. Seeing that he was about to leave Lin'an, he came today to fulfill this matter. β
Ma Shu was overjoyed when he heard this, and said: "I was already taken care of by my son, and I didn't dare to ask for more." However, seeing it today, I can't bear to miss the opportunity.
"I have been suffering for a long time, and I have been tormented for many years, and I have found many Lang Zhong to no avail. Later, a monk pointed out that it was a kind of Xuanmen evil art, which could only be lifted by a person in the Xuanmen. β
"Xuanmen Evil Magic?
"Not really. Therefore, I have been paying a lot of attention to the legend of Xuanmen in recent years, but I have not been able to get a master to guide me. β
When the white tide heard this, he stopped him and said, "Don't say any more, just lead the way." β
When Ma Shu heard this, he was overjoyed. Hurriedly picked up the burden, grabbed the front, and led the Mingtang son all the way.
When he was still twenty or thirty steps away from home, he saw the neighbor's twisted girl rushing forward and said to him urgently: "Sister Ying ran out of breath two hours ago. β
She didn't have a head to say this, and she startled the sound of the white tide on her side. I saw him turn around suddenly, and said hurriedly: "Out of gas?"
Ma Shu knew that he didn't understand the details, and he was horrified, so he hurriedly explained: "This is the strangeness of that disease. After the inner person got this disease, at first it was just menstrual irregularity and qi and blood failure.
When he came to the back, he made a breathless appearance one after another. At first, I was half shocked to death, but after half an hour, she sat up again, breathing smoothly and recovering as before, as if she had just been dreaming. β
The white tide voice said strangely: "After swallowing for half an hour, can you still come back to life?"
Ma Shu said again: "More than half an hour. Later on, the time was getting longer and longer. Last time, it took me half a day to wake up. I'm afraid that if she goes on like this, I'm afraid that one day, she won't wake up againβ’β’β’β’β’β’"
Speaking of this, he revealed his true feelings, his heart was sad, and his throat choked a little. When he was swallowing forbearance, he heard the white tide voice beside him and comforted: "I will do my best." β
When he heard this, his heart suddenly felt much more relaxed. Before he was about to speak, he looked up and saw that the white tide had followed behind the twist girl, and looked at his own door, when he was at a loss, he took off his shoulder in a panic and rushed forward to stop him.
Seeing the surprised looks of the two people in front of him, he explained:
"The insiders have been taking medicine for many years, but they have never gotten better, which makes her a little shy about medical treatment. When I wake up later, I may have some words that are not very good in my ears, and I hope β’β’β’β’β’β’"
Before he finished speaking, the twisted girl heard it, and she laughed out loud, and said to Bai Chaosheng beside her: "It's okay, it's okay, he's afraid that his wife will die!"
These words poked at his sore spot and made him a little inexplicably embarrassed.
Fortunately, the white tide voice didn't pay much attention to it, and only said, "It's okay." Over the years, I've seen a lot of ghosts, are you still afraid of a few words?"
So saying, he bypassed the horse and went into the house.
Ma Shu hurriedly followed. He is up and down in his heart, happy on the one hand, and worried on the other.
The joy is that he has found a master to treat his insiders, and the worry is that if it doesn't work, where will he go to seek treatment in the future?
And the wife's heart can't stand the toss anymore, and if there is another medicine brought to her, I'm afraid that she will go crazy.
For a moment, it was mixed and uneasy.
Mahuaniu is right, he is really afraid of this wife.
This kind of fear is not the fear of the jackal, tiger and leopard, but the trembling of a lotus leaf holding water droplets.
When his wife Zhao was born in a famous family, she was in the middle of the road, and when she was living on the streets of Lin'an twenty years ago, Ma Shu was fortunate to meet her and gave her a bowl of porridge to rescue her.
She had nowhere else to go, so she committed herself to him. For 20 years, Ma Shu has been afraid of falling in her hands, afraid of melting in her mouth, and watching her meticulously.
However, after all, he was a young lady of the Wang family, and because of Ma Shu's livelihood of selling porridge, the Zhao family always looked down on him.
The neighborhood often heard Zhao shouting and drinking, smashing dishes and dishes at home, but they didn't listen to Ma Shu's slightest sound, so Ma Shu was given a laughing name that he was afraid of his wife.
When he entered here, he saw his wife Zhao sitting upright and being a female red at the head of the bed.
Seeing these three people coming in, her face was different, and before she could speak, Ma Shu preemptively said:
"You're awake. This is the young master of the Xuanmen Mingtang, and he is here today to give you, do something, and treat the β’β’β’β’β’β’"
This simple sentence, he said it in shock, the beginning of a "this" word, the mouth is loud, is reluctant to raise the voice, the further he says, the weaker his voice becomes, to the back, like a mosquito squeaking, it is really suspicious that he is talking to his own listening.
However, after finishing speaking, he didn't listen to Zhao's echo for a long time. He looked up and saw that the white tide was already sitting at the head of the bed, giving Zhao his pulse.
And Zhao's face seemed to be very peaceful. He was amazed.
At this time, Zhao Shi saw him, lost a roll of his eyes, and said angrily: "The porridge is sold out?"
Ma Shu was stunned for a moment, oh twice, and said, "Not yet." β
"Don't hurry up yet!" Zhao shouted.
Ma Shu fought twice, hurried past her, came out of the house, picked up his shoulders, looked up at the shadow of the sun, guessed the hour, and went to the street.
This head is doing on the one hand, and on the other hand, he can't stop thinking:
Why didn't Ying'er resist Bai Gongzi - is Bai Gongzi really like this?