In the blink of an eye, the house was brightly lit.

The palace elder sat in the hall, and the maids and servants came in and out one after another, and added two charcoal stoves to the house.

A maid walked in and said, "Master, the second grandmother ordered someone to make ginger tea." The person who came put down the food table in his hand carefully.

Gong Lao picked up a bowl and turned it behind the screen.

A new bed was set up in the back of the hall, on which lay an unconscious teenager.

Gong Lao used a spoon to stir the tea soup carefully, and the handle of the spoon intersected with the wall of the bowl, and there was a clanging sound.

After stirring for a while, he fed the boy with a spoon, not wanting him to drink it.

The palace boss was overjoyed, and his voice came from behind the screen: "Go, send a bowl to Fugui'er." ”

The maid replied: "Master, you asked Brother Fugui'er to look for Langzhong, but he hasn't returned yet." ”

Only then did Gong Lao remember that there was indeed such a thing, oh, and said, "You go and ask someone to cook two bowls of light porridge." ”

The maid answered, and soon after she went, she brought two bowls of porridge, which surprised the palace elder.

The maid whispered: "I'm afraid that the master is busy and forgetful, Ming'er is a Laba, and this porridge will be boiled in the morning." ”

Gong Lao sighed again.

In the snowflakes, Lang Zhong was invited.

This man was nearly fifty years old, with black hair and a clear face. It is also said that he is also the leading miracle doctor in the city, and everyone says that he has the skill to raise the dead and the flesh and bones.

But since he took the pulse, his face has become more and more strange.

Gong Lao looked at it with fear from the sidelines, and asked, "Is there any salvation?"

Lang Zhong's eyebrows furrowed and he shook his head slowly.

Gong Lao chuckled in his heart, and said dejectedly: "It's hopeless?"

Lang Zhong shook his head again.

Gong Lao's beard trembled for a while, snorted, and stopped asking.

After a long time, Lang Zhong loosened the young man's wrist, his brows were still frowning, and he stared at his fingers holding the pulse in a daze, slightly distracted.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, the palace elder asked, "Sir, what is my son's illness?"

Lang Zhong shook his head: "There is no disease." ”

When Gong Lao heard this, he couldn't help but be furious: "You bullshit, aren't you a veteran of deception and an expert in deceiving people? You said that my son is not sick, why do you refuse to wake up in a good manner?"

Na Langzhong glanced at him: "Hand over your wrist." ”

Gong Lao looked at him with a slight disdain in his eyes, and his heart was even more displeased, he snorted coldly and said, "What do you want me to do with my wrist?"

Lang Zhong said: "I'll diagnose it for you, whether it's a fraud or not, you can know at a try." ”

Gong Lao said in his heart, I am so good and fine, and I was diagnosed by him pretendingly, at most, I am old and old, and I will not be able to say anything else, but what can this prove?

Thinking about this, Gong Lao said: "I'll find two more people, if you can judge accurately, I will pay you ten times the consultation fee." But if you don't get it, I'll have you out. ”

Lang Zhong glanced at him: "Prepare enough money for the clinic early." ”

Gong Lao snorted, rolled up his sleeves, and handed his wrist over.

Lang Zhong stretched out three fingers and put them on Gong Lao's wrist, then closed his eyes and stopped moving.

After a while, Lang Zhong let go of his hand and looked at Gong Lao with a smile. He just laughed and didn't say anything.

Gong Lao only felt that he was seen through by this gaze, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and asked, "Is the diagnosis finished?"

Lang Zhong nodded and smiled, "It's over." ”

Gong Lao retracted his hand and carefully arranged his sleeves: "Let's talk about it." ”

Lang Zhong waved his hand: "Don't worry." Putting aside your condition for the time being, let's talk about this child first, and if you have endured it, I will tell you the truth. ”

Gong Lao glanced at Lang Zhong with a cold look: "Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, and have something to say." ”

Lang Zhong said categorically: "This child is definitely not your own blood." ”

Gong Lao was shocked when he heard this, stared at Lang Zhong for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you say this?"

Lang Zhong said: "You damaged your kidney veins when you were young, and there is no possibility of giving birth in this life." Who is this child from?"

After Lang Zhong finished speaking, he looked at the old man with a smile, looking like he was watching a good show.

I didn't want the palace master to be angry, but just let out a faint oh.

Lang Zhong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, thinking to himself, this is such a big man, knowing that he is the eighth king, he can still be unconcerned, but he has a good personality.

Gong Lao said: "You have been diagnosed for a long time, but what can you find?"

Lang Zhongxia was slightly disappointed, and said casually: "At least three or four days have you not had a bowel movement, right?"

Gong Lao said stiffly: "Nonsense, the old man can go to the toilet once or twice a day." ”

Lang Zhong stretched out his hand and pressed it on his lower abdomen, and Gong Lao immediately frowned and snorted, his face showing a look of pain.

Lang Zhong said: "The lower abdomen is swollen, hard as a stubborn stone, and the pulse is difficult to come and go, what is it if it is not constipation?" ”

Gong Lao still had a hard mouth: "You ...... Don't talk nonsense, the old man is in good health. Then he shouted outside the screen: "Fugui'er, come here." ”

Fugui'er ran into the screen, and said angrily: "Master." ”

Gong Lao said: "Give him your wrist." ”

Fugui'er glanced at Lang Zhong, and then handed over his thick wrist.

Lang Zhong was still there, glanced at Fugui'er's red face, and said, "Stick out your tongue and take a look." ”

Fugui'er stuck out his tongue as he spoke.

Lang Zhong said: "The tongue is red and yellow, and the liver is hot." As he spoke, he had already grasped the vein of the rich and noble.

Fugui'er asked puzzledly: "Langzhong, what is the liver fire?"

Lang Zhong said: "Your face is red, your eyes are red, and your tongue is red and yellow. Do you have headaches and dizziness? Do you often have trouble sleeping at night?"

Fugui'er couldn't stop nodding, and there was a sound in her mouth.

Lang Zhong let go of Fugui'er's wrist and asked, "Have you been cold in recent days?"

Fugui'er glanced at Gong Lao, and was embarrassed whether to tell Lang Zhong about going down to the river tonight.

Lang Zhong didn't ask any questions, and said: "Your internal fire has not been extinguished, and when the external evil enters the body, dampness and heat are combined, if you don't treat it as soon as possible, you will leave the root of the disease." I will prescribe a prescription for you, and you can decoct the medicine according to the prescription and drink it for four or five days, and you will hopefully be cured. ”

As he was talking, a person ran in from outside the door, standing outside the screen and talking: "Master, there is an old cow in the circle who has not eaten forage for three days, and now he is just lying on his stomach, and he can't pull it, will he invite a veterinarian to come to the house tomorrow morning?" ”

Gong Lao was about to nod, when he caught a glimpse of Lang Zhong on the side, he changed his mind and said with a smile: "No need, there is a miracle doctor here in front of you, you can take this gentleman to take a look." ”

Lang Zhong was not angry when he heard this, and turned out of the screen and said to the man: "You go and bring the beast." ”

The man's face was embarrassed: "Sir, the cow is very stubborn, lying on the ground, and he can't move no matter how he pulls." ”

Lang Zhong approached the man, whispered a few words in his ear, and then smiled: "Okay, let's go." ”

The man hesitated, "Does this work?"

Lang Zhong smiled and nodded at him.

About half a year later, there was a mooing cow outside the hall.

The maids waiting in the hall couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "This Langzhong is really a god." ”

The man who had run to fetch the ox before hurried in and grinned, "Sir, that method really works, I have already lured the old ox over, you can take a look." ”

Lang Zhong smiled and nodded, and followed the man out of the hall.

The palace elder and the maid also went out to see the excitement.

The bull was already kneeling on the ground again, sick and spiritless, and his eyes were red.

Lang Zhong went around to the back of the ox, squatted down, pulled the oxtail from the ground, and held the middle of the oxtail with three fingers.

Fugui'er asked innocently: "Master, what is Langzhong doing when he catches the tail of the ox?"

Gong Lao scolded: "I'm not Langzhong, how can I know this." ”

Lang Zhong turned around and smiled at Fugui'er, and said: "The pulse of a person beats on the wrist, but the pulse of a cow is on the tail." ”

Fugui'er swallowed her saliva and said solemnly: "Lang Zhong can also take the pulse of the cow, it's really powerful." ”

Gong Lao slapped him on the head and scolded: "How powerful can you take a pulse?" ”

After a while, Lang Zhong stood up, and the subordinate on the side brought the prepared basin of water and asked Lang Zhong to wash his hands.

Lang Zhong said: "This old cow has accumulated food in its stomach, and it has not been digested for a long time, but now it is as hard as iron. ”

Gong Lao sneered: "Then you can't be saved?"

Lang Zhong shook his head and said: "Even if you seek hundreds of doctors and take turns to diagnose and treat them, they can only be helpless." Thou hast found me, and the beast will be saved. But then again, do you have enough for ten times the consultation fee?"

Gong Lao said: "You only need to heal this animal, and you will have your own medical money to pay you." ”

Lang Zhong beckoned, summoned the subordinate of the bull, and whispered in his ear: "Go and take these things, soak them in water, soak them in two large buckets, and feed them to the beast, and this food will be cured in a moment." ”

The man didn't dare to slack off, and turned away.

Lang Zhong patted the snow that had just fallen on his body, and smiled at the palace elder: "Have you prepared tea in the hall?"

Gong Lao glanced to the side, and the maid nodded, turned around and went to make tea.

The group returned to the hall again, and Gong Lao said: "Since you can diagnose Fugui'er suffering from the cold, you must also have some skills." Tell me what disease this child is suffering from."

Lang Zhong smiled: "Sick? hehe...... I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I have no way of curing the sick. Take the broken pulse as an example, as long as you are strong and painless, you can always diagnose some hidden diseases. ”

Gong Lao frowned slightly: "Since the body is strong and painless, why do you have hidden diseases?"

Lang Zhong said: "It's just because the ordinary people in this world are all congenital deficiencies and acquired losses." Man is born in the womb of the mother. Drink a sip of hot water for the mother, and the fetus will feel like it is in cooking oil purgatory. Drink a sip of cold water for your mother, and the fetus will be like falling into a cold pool ice cave. Even if you are a mother, three meals a day and whole grains are always unavoidable. The so-called grains are fireworks in the mortal world, and they will eventually drain the innate qi of the fetus. Therefore, all mortals are born with inadequacies. And the day after tomorrow is even more than the loss and make up for the shortage. In the final analysis, as a mortal, there is no such thing as a good pulse. Maybe before Kyushu collapsed, one or two of the eight surnames could still be found. I thought that there was no hope of seeing it again in this life, but I didn't expect to meet it today. ”

Gong Lao listened to the clouds and asked, "You said so much, so is this child cured or not?"

Lang Zhong said: "I can't tell you, in short, I'm not sick." ”

Gong Lao asked again: "Then do you want to prescribe a prescription and grab some medicine to eat?"

Lang Zhong didn't think twice: "What prescription do you prescribe if you are not sick?" ”

The subordinate who came with the cow before hurriedly ran in from outside: "Lang Zhong, the cow is trembling all over now, foaming at the mouth, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

It's just a cow, and it's not worth mentioning to the Gong family.

I saw that Gong Lao looked at Lang Zhong for a long time, his eyes were playful.

Lang Zhong still looked calm, got up and followed the subordinate out of the hall.

The cow was lying on its stomach at the moment, snorting violently, but it couldn't make a sound, and its swollen belly turned inside like a river and a sea.

Lang Zhong walked up to the front and kicked his toes in the front and back of the cow's belly, and the cow mooed and then shook violently several times. After a short time, he stood up on his own, and the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded.

All those present were gods.

As the day dawned, Lang Zhong used a bowl of porridge in the palace and took ten times the consultation fee to leave.

And the young man with an extraordinary pulse was still unconscious, and he didn't wake up.