069 There is no cure

"The clouds don't return, the fish and insects have nowhere to go,

The lonely soul in the east mountain looks, and the ghost in the west forest is crying.

White dew withered weeds, see the yellow spring,

There is no way here, only the broken soul intestines. ”

An Lang looked at the morning light gradually sprinkled on Qixia Mountain, and the morning scenery was really cool and refreshing. Wearing a thin shirt, the door was wide open, and he practiced facing the mountain.

This set of exercises has kinetic energy to make the qi and veins unblocked, and the breath can be adjusted and the essence can be maintained, but once you start to cultivate, you must persevere, and you can't be lazy for a day.

Father's words are still in his ears, but An Zhuyan can forget everything as soon as he gets on the gambling table, the best medicine in the world, he really thinks it is gambling money.

In the spring of one year, it is also such a time of alternation between spring and summer, An Zhuyan passed by a prosperous place, but unfortunately the local lake water was polluted, and the people would vomit and diarrhea every time they ate the water in this lake, and their abdomen was painful. In severe cases, the stomach and intestines are painful, and the pus and blood do not stop.

It seemed to be hot and humid, the doctor in the city prescribed medicine, and the people ate the herbs in the city, and hurriedly transported some from other houses into the city. I took it in the same dose every day, but it was still only slightly relieved, and it could not be cured.

The people have been sick for a long time, and there is no clean water for their daily diet, and their faces are like dust, and their hands and feet are weak.

Seeing this scene, An Zhuyan felt extremely bored in his heart, and wanted to come here to have fun for a few days. There is a local alley that is quite famous in this area, and gamblers from several nearby cities will also secretly come here to gamble on the basis of shipping goods and other reasons. With such a reputation, An Zhuyan naturally couldn't bear it, so he deliberately took a detour here, wanting to find a few people to live a few addictions.

If you can gamble for a few days in a row, it will not be in vain.

Who knows, he seems destined to be destined to suffer disasters wherever he goes, and to suffer from diseases wherever he lives.

Sometimes, An Zhuyan really doesn't know if he is a doctor or a disaster that brings disease. Of course, he didn't believe in fate. It's not that he's a man who likes to fight against fate, it's just that he doesn't want to think about what fate has imposed on him, the good, the bad, the talent or the flaw.

He couldn't figure out these things, so he didn't want to.

His talent has been evident since he was a child, and hardships have been around him from that time on.

Since the age of five, An Zhuyan has been familiar with every medicine, such as peony, cinnamon branch, zexiao, dogwood, astragalus, poria cocos, licorice, parsnip, and ginseng. He was never mistaken, as if he was born to live for the sake of the world.

But everywhere I went, people suffered from diseases, often delayed for several days, and the medicine was not good. I had to wait until he prescribed a prescription, fried it, and took it, and the condition got better day by day.

It was the same that time, he checked the doctor's prescription, and there was nothing wrong, but the dosage was slightly lighter, and there was a medicine that could be put or not, so he directly removed the prescription.

Medication is simple. Dispensable medicine An Zhuyan is never used.

After prescribing the prescription, he instructed the patient to decoction the water from the lake for two hours in the moonlight, and then make the decoction in the decoction in the morning light of the next day.

The patients did so, and their condition improved, but after all, all of them had no spirit, no soul in their souls, and they were both real and empty.

The people in the city are all listless. Small traders are too lazy to sell on the streets, men who farm the fields are reluctant to hoe, and women are also lazy and lazy, and they are reluctant to change into clean clothes for several days.

The illness is no big deal, and everyone seems to have lost their energy.

He felt depressed in his heart, so he set up a table in the gambling house, and asked all the patients who took his medicine to come and gamble, and if they won the bet, they took the money home, and if they lost the bet, they kowtowed to him and the money was not given. If someone is willing to gamble all the time, this rule will not change, it is still a gamble to win and get money, and a gamble to lose and kowtow.

The men of the city, you pass me on, and I pass on you, and soon they all know about it. The gambling game was held for three consecutive days, and by the fourth day, An Zhuyan had lost most of the medical fees he had earned before.

On the night of the fourth day, he used the rest of the money to invite the girls from the Red Plum Square in the city to drink and have fun in the gambling house, and after that day, the number of men who gambled was more than half.

On the sixth day, the market was again lively, and some people began to work on the deserted land before dawn.

On the seventh day, there were only a few single scoundrels left to gamble with him, and they had neither serious things to do nor their wives and children. Kowtow and have to play, it's a bargain for them.

An Zhuyan didn't feel taken advantage of, and played for a few days in a row, and finally lost all his money, and still owed a bunch of debts to Hongmeifang.

He had gambled enough, and the locals regained their former vigor, so he left again.

Gambling money can cure many diseases, and it is more effective than decoction. He was convinced of that.

The qi of people is in yin and yang, and the yang energy does not rise, and you can raise the yang with gold qi when you get on the gambling table. However, although this method is good, how long can it last, and it is also unknown what other diseases it will cause if it uses this method to raise yang energy.

An Zhuyan didn't bother to think at all. To him, no medicine is better than gambling money.

Suffice it to know this.

Yeqing also knows this.

He caught An Zhuyan in the Arctic Pavilion like an eagle grabbing a rabbit.

In Ye Xiaolou's room, Ye Xiaolou was lying.

Everyone was stopped by the nightingale at the door, which was what Ye Xiaolou told him when he first returned to Qixia Mountain. He didn't have a chance to ask the reason, because Ye Xiaolou flew out of the Qingying Sword with his last bit of strength.

"Get in. "Nightshade.

"You have to take some medicine, or you won't live for a few years. An Zhuyan said earnestly.

"You let me in. There were sick people inside, and he only let you in alone. ”

Yeqing said.

"Ye Xiaolou is inside"

"Yes, how do you know"

"Of course I know, are you stupid when you are a miracle doctor who only sees patients and prescribes medicine. An Zhuyan glared at Yeqing with a sneer.

Yeqing wasn't angry, he was already out of his mind, and he didn't know what to do right now.

The curtain of Qixia Mountain has been collapsing since last night, and birds and beasts from outside the mountain have broken in the northern vein, and the lake on the top of the mountain has also appeared and disappeared from time to time. The flower forest under the mountain could not have been walked to the mirror to the building, but last night it also became a broad avenue.

Now, there is less than one-third of the protection of Qixia Mountain, and soon the mountain people will find that Qixia Mountain is different from the past, once the curtain is completely destroyed, all the aura gathered by the Arctic Pavilion will be dispersed.

Xiao Lou's efforts over the years have been in vain.

No, don't let that happen.

"I'll go to the North Vein to mend the curtain, and I'll leave it to you here. Nightingale patted Nightingale on the shoulder, bowed her head and left.

"It's better to ask the doctor to take a look as soon as possible, the landlord, he is in a very bad condition. ”

The nightingale's voice was full of sorrow, and the man's sorrow was choked on his chest like a stone. An Zhuyan sighed and shook his head again, he knew that he might not be able to save this patient, but if he didn't save him at this moment, this person would have to die.

Thinking of this, An Zhuyan turned around and entered the room.

The door, firmly closed behind him.

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