Ping'er's illness

Xiang Qian smiled slightly and asked, "Old man, the little kid I just talked about should be your old grandson, right?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't think it was strange to guess this matter, so he nodded, and said, "It seems that you have really done a lot of homework!"

Xiang Qian didn't care, and continued: "Well, this year, the child should be eight or nine years old. If I'm right, he's got a strange disease, and this disease must have started five years ago, right?"

The old man was slightly surprised, and had to nod again.

Xiang Qian caught a glimpse of a high chair in front of the counter, and immediately honestly raised his legs and sat down, and said, "I'll sit down and talk, you don't mind." ”

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "Please." ”

Xiang Qian crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Five years ago, there was a middle-aged man with a short stature, who once went to your store and repeatedly asked to exchange a thing with you for several days, this matter, there should be no mistake, right?"

The old man looked disgusted and frightened, and said in surprise: "It is true, but it's just that you, you, you, how do you know?

Xiang Qianle smiled and said: "Okay, old man, you might as well count me, don't dance the blade and guess in front of Guan Gong." Hahaha, stop, stop! I'm not kidding you anymore. Actually, where will I be fated, what I said just now, except for the ancient book you read, I thought that your little grandson was sick, and guessed randomly, and other information, but it was all relayed to me by a friend of mine. To be honest, it's the deal I'm about to talk about with you below, and I came here to discuss it with you for the sake of this friend. ”

The old man's face was cloudy, and he hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and finally failed to speak.

At this time, a young man who looked like a couple walked in hand in hand, and the old man hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "I'm sorry, two, the shop is taking stock today, please come back another day." ”

......

Behind the shop, there is a small courtyard, and the old-fashioned three-room finished font is arranged, which is where the old man stays.

Pushing open the hall, a strong smell of Chinese medicine came to my nose. In the next room, when I heard someone coming in, a thin figure immediately greeted me and shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa, you can play with me for a while." ”

The child's face is pale, and he is nine years old, but he only has the body of an ordinary person about six or seven years old.

The old man was full of love, hugged the child with a smile, and said kindly: "Ping'er, go to read by yourself, grandpa has guests here today." ”

The child stuck out his tongue, turned around, and ran back the way he came. On the other side of the room, there were a few light coughs.

The old man walked over and closed the door to the next room, then beckoned him to sit down and said, "Mr. Fang, please take a seat." ”

Just before, the old man exchanged his name and surname with Xiangqian. I knew before the direction that this old surname was Li, and the youngest grandson was named Li Ping.

Xiang Qian said: "How did Xiaoping's child get sick, the old gentleman probably knows, right?"

Old man Li nodded.

Xiang Qian said: "When this child started to get sick, did he just vomit and have a stomachache at first, and then he got cold hands and feet and trembled all over?"

Old man Li said, "It turns out that Mr. Fang knows. ”

Xiang Qian asked: "Several times, seeing that Xiaoping is about to die, do you know why he was able to survive in the end? Hehe, you must not sue me, it is because you have read all the medicine books, and those unreliable home remedies have played a role." ”

Old man Li's eyes widened, in his mind, he really always thought about it, but he often wondered why the same home remedies, this time the onset of the disease, when the disease was effective, to the next time, it seemed to have no effect. It is often only after trying a new home remedy that Ping'er's illness is miraculously reversed.

Because of this, in order to cure his grandson's strange illness, in the past few years, Old Man Li has been desperately collecting all kinds of ancient medical books, checking and copying various home remedies in order to have a backup.

Xiang Qiandao: "Speaking of which, you have to thank someone, a person who has helped you for a long time, but has been ignored by you. That man is the same friend I told you about earlier. ”

"Really?" asked Old Man Li suspiciously.

"'Really?' Old gentleman, can you just remove the word '? I tell you that since you beat your Xiaoping poisoning...... By the way, you know that Xiaoping's illness is caused by poison, right?" asked Xiang Leaning forward.

"Yes. Old man Li replied bitterly.

"Well, that ......" Xiangqian originally wanted to be pretentious, but he didn't want this old man to be too good at chatting and too uncooperative, and he didn't give himself a chance to speak at all, so Xiangqian had to stop the thousands of words that rushed to his mouth in time, changed his course and said: "I said that you want to thank that person, that's not nonsense." Every time, when Xiaoping is sick, you always have to boil medicine for him, and give him those home remedies that you have worked so hard to get, one by one, am I right?"

Old Man Li's eyes widened in surprise again.

"Hey, you just called a doctor who was sick and rushed to the doctor, a 'Mongolian' doctor, you dared to really do it! Xiaoping didn't give you those home remedies to treat the disabled and die in the end, which is purely fortunate. ”

Old man Li smiled awkwardly, but there was also a bit of unconvincing in his expression.

"Do you know why Xiaoping can survive every time?"

"This question, Mr. Fang, you seem to have asked it before. Old man Li retorted without giving face.

"Sister, I'm ......" direction twice in a row did not succeed, itching cat scratching, unspeakably uncomfortable, but in the face of an old man, it was not good to have an immediate attack.

I endure, I endure, Xiang Qian said to himself in his heart.

"Hmph. Xiang Qian snorted coldly and said, "That's because, every time, it's with the help of my friend!"

Old man Li looked at the direction silently in disbelief, wanting to hear him say in detail.

Helplessly, this cannon failed to shock the old man, so he had to say in front of the direction: "Xiaoping's illness is about a few days around the winter solstice every year, right?"

Old man Li nodded and said, "Yes, before and after, there will be no deviation of more than a week." In the past few years, gradually, of course, he has also summed up the pattern of his grandson's illness.

"To tell you the truth, old man, all those home remedies you have made don't work, what works, you know?"

This time, Old Man Li was very powerful, shook his head and said, "I don't know, what is it?"

After a long drought, he immediately came to the front of the direction and said: "What works, it's actually a dose of venom!"

"What?" Old Man Li asked in surprise as he thought he had misheard.

"Yes, yes, believe in yourself, don't doubt your ears, old man, I'm talking about a dose of venom. Xiang Qian finally regained control of the conversation, and was very proud.

"What, what venom?" asked Old Man Li with a slight trembling voice.

"A dose of the venom of the Nether Serpent! haven't heard of it? Xiang Qian immediately put on a villainous face.

Old Man Li shook his head again and said, "I still want to ask Mr. Fang for advice." ”

Xiang Qian said: "This is a long time, this, but you have to be poisoned by Xiaoping, let's start from this point, right, where are you?"