Cheng Biting Jin, the founding father of the People's Republic of China, who was paralyzed in bed due to the recurrence of an old injury, had been paralyzed for more than three months, and his condition was getting worse and worse.

Zhang Gongluo asked Zhang Xiaolin in front of the doctors in the Tai Hospital what was going on with Cheng Yanjin's illness.

Zhang Xiaolin had no choice but to draw a simple diagram of the human backbone, telling everyone that the human backbone has several physiological curvatures, and if you lie on a soft bed for a long time, it is easy to deform, and once it is deformed, it will be like Cheng Biting Jin, with low back pain and paralysis. The key to treating this disease is to sleep on a hard bed and correct the deformed lumbar spine.

"It's that simple?" Zhang Gong said with slightly puffed out his eyes.

"That's right!"

"What kind of medicine do you use?" the imperial doctors were willing to believe it, but they only said that Zhang Xiaolin cherished himself and refused to tell them.

"Medication?"

"Didn't prescribe any medicine?"

"No medicine works. Zhang Xiaolin affirmed: "You don't have to use medicine to treat diseases, you see when I have cured diseases, I have used a lot of medicines? Alas, medicine can cure fake diseases, and alcohol can't solve my sorrows!"

Medicine can cure fake diseases, and alcohol can't solve real sorrows!

Classic!

When everyone heard this, they each bowed their heads and thought deeply, they had been immersed in medicine for most of their lives, and of course they knew the meaning of this sentence. It's just that no one would have thought that such a philosophical but old-fashioned sentence would come from the mouth of a thirteen-year-old boy.

Everyone thought about it for a while, and indeed, Zhang Xiaolin seemed to use very little medicine to treat his illness.

Zhang Xiaolin went to the East Palace to give Empress Changsun a follow-up examination, her condition was stable, and Li Shimin was ready to take her to worship her mother.

Zhang Xiaolin heard it badly, this time, if the mood fluctuates too much, it will be wasted if it is not good!

Just as he was about to speak, Empress Changsun seemed to know what he was going to say, waved her hand and said, "You don't need to say it, I have made up my mind, if I can't even go to worship my mother when she dies, what is the point of me living?"

Li Shimin shook his head helplessly, he naturally knew the queen's temper, so he had to order the Changsun Mansion.

The emperor and the queen left the palace, and Zhang Gongluo and Zhang Xiaolin went home together.

The Chinese New Year was originally a time for the whole family to reunite, but as a doctor, whether it is in the past life or in this life, Zhang Xiaolin knows that the duty of a doctor is to reunite others well.

It's the fourth year of junior high school, Zhang Chunhe, Zhang Chunwang and the important people in the family are there, and they are all overjoyed to see Zhang Xiaolin back.

Mother and aunt even took Zhang Xiaolin's hand, looked left and right, and asked long and short questions, for fear that a piece of meat was missing.

After meeting with his family, Zhang Xiaolin arranged for the kitchen to make some festive meals such as overlord elbows, steamed chicken, braised carp, etc., when he heard Zhang Xiaolin's family portrait, the complexity of the production, the master of the kitchen came to the heart, and immediately arranged for people to buy ingredients: mushrooms, fungus, winter bamboo shoots, bird eggs, some meatballs, egg rolls and the like can only be made by themselves.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't stay at home, he went out and came to the Chang'an City thrift market.

The main thing is to see if there are any good magic weapons, if you can find a magic weapon that can nourish the body, it will be of great benefit to the queen's body.

Zhang Xiaolin has been to the thrift market many times, and last time he bought a pen for drawing talismans here.

The old gentleman who bought the paintbrush obviously recognized Zhang Xiaolin, and when he saw it, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Childe, please, what do you need today?"

"I want a jade pendant, the kind that girls bring. ”

"Oh, I understand, I understand, Childe is here, please. ”

Zhang Xiaolin is happy in his heart, he understands your size!

The old gentleman took Zhang Xiaolin to the inner room, a very delicate small room, Zhang Xiaolin saw it, and wondered if he had returned to the 21st century, because the decoration of this house was like a tea room.

A large coffee table, a few small stools around it, a large teapot on the coffee table, a few cups.

Seeing Zhang Xiaolin's doubts, the old gentleman smiled with satisfaction, but turned around and took out a jade pendant from the Bogu shelf.

At this time, the jadeite has not yet entered the mainland, and the old gentleman took out all the Hetian jade, Lantian jade, Dushan jade or agate carvings.

Zhang Xiaolin originally liked to play with some antiques, and when he saw these jade pendants, his breathing suddenly became a little unnatural.

If you can go back to the 21st century, these are antiques, just take one back, you can go to a large-scale auction, at least the Sui and Tang jade carvings, and there are many ancient jade from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Qin and Han dynasties.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't want anything of high value this time, but needed a magic weapon, or a material that could be made into a magic weapon, and the choice was quite simple, Zhang Xiaolin swept his senses, which item is full of spiritual energy, and it can be given priority, and jade that doesn't even have spiritual energy is not suitable for making magic weapons.

The antiquities on the table were obviously inappropriate, the aura inside had been exhausted, and the appearance was not very beautiful.

When Zhang Xiaolin's divine sense swept into those delicate small boxes on the Bogu shelf, he suddenly felt a trace of peaceful aura fluctuations.

"Sir, please take a look at the contents. Zhang Xiaolin pointed to the pile of small boxes.

The old gentleman was quite disappointed, and it was clear that what was not on display was certainly not of much value. More than a dozen delicate small boxes were opened one after another, and a crystal clear yellow pendant appeared in Zhang Xiaolin's consciousness.

It was this small yellow pendant that emitted a soft fluorescence and a faint aura that overflowed.

Zhang Xiaolin stretched out his hand and took out the small pendant, it was actually hot, and the tentacles were warm!

The tentacles can heat up, in fact, they can absorb aura, and because they are relatively soft, ordinary people can't feel his temperature.

The whole jade pendant is yellow like chanterelle, without a trace of variegation, like a heart, and there is no other process except for a small hole drilled in the middle of one end for threading rope.

"How do you sell this little pendant?"

"Just give the usual money. ”

Zhang Xiaolin took out one or two pieces of silver and said, "Old man, what kind of jade do you see here? Why haven't you ever seen jade of this color?"

The old gentleman looked embarrassed: "I don't know what kind of jade it is, there is a way that is a beautiful stone is jade, but there is no need to worry about what kind of jade he is." ”

"That's what the old gentleman said. ”

Zhang Xiaolin was equipped with a gold wire red rope and spent the usual money.

This rope can't be too bad, after all, it's for the queen to wear, it's too cold and loses its identity.

Zhang Xiaolin was very happy to buy a warm jade chicken heart pendant that could absorb spiritual energy, and when he returned home, he locked himself in the house alone, sacrificed a flying sword, and carved a soothing rune on it, and a small spirit gathering rune.

Wen Yu already has the effect of gathering spirits, and with these two runes, the absorption of spiritual energy is even more obvious.

Zhang Xiaolin looked at the magic weapon he made and shook his head, this is not a magic weapon at all, the grade is too low, mainly because he is not proficient, and his cultivation is too low.