Chapter 172
Extra Story 1 Luo Family Doctor
Chapter 172 Extra Story [-]: The Luo Family Doctors
The man frowned involuntarily, and took off his robe which should be on her, planning to go into the forest to gather some herbs to treat the wind and cold.
Fearing that wild beasts would approach, the man lit a fire around Zhuo Yan before getting up and leaving.
The sky gradually darkened, and the forest was in chaos. The man picked herbs and came back half an hour later. When he saw the woman still leaning on it, he felt relieved.
I fetched water from a nearby river, and set the earthen pot on the fire to boil the medicine. Soon the soup boiled, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out.
Sitting by the fire, Wu Yi looked back at the woman, her fair face was flushed red by the light of the fire, her long eyes were closed tightly, probably because of discomfort, her brows were slightly frowned.
Probably at this time, the woman will calm down a bit.
The corners of Wu Yi's lips curled up, and he smiled slowly.
There are tall trees around, and the forest at night is extremely quiet, only the sound of burning firewood and gurgling soup, spreading far away in the silence.
After the soup was cooked and let it cool, the man walked up to Zhuo Yan, knelt down on one knee, and helped her to feed her the medicine.
Probably smelling the sourness and bitterness of the soup, the woman shook her head with her lips tightly closed, and muttered, "Don't drink it, don't drink it!"
Seeing the woman acting coquettishly, Wu Yi's heart softened, and he said softly, "You'll be fine after drinking, be obedient, and open your mouth!"
Zhuo Yan seemed to have heard Wu Yi's words, so he opened his mouth and took a sip, maybe the medicine was too bitter, Zhuo Yan frowned and opened his eyes, looking at Wu Yi in a daze, "Master?"
"Well, your wind and cold have gotten worse, so you drank the medicine!" Wu Yi said softly.
It was the first time that Zhuo Yan saw Wu Yi speak in such a soft voice, and he immediately acted like a spoiled child, "I want Master to hello!"
The corners of Wu Yi's lips curled up, "Okay!"
After finishing speaking, he pinched Zhuo Yan's nose, and while she opened her mouth, directly poured down the medicine in the bowl.
Zhuo Yan stared at him, struggled with his legs, finally finished drinking the medicine, leaned against the tree weakly, and secretly scolded Wu Yi for his inhumanity.
She was sick like this, and she was being abused so roughly.
After drinking the medicine, the woman fell asleep again.
Wu Yi touched her forehead, but it was still very hot. If you want to cool down as soon as possible, this wild herbal medicine may not be enough. It will be more effective if you apply needles to dissipate heat.
However, if the needle is applied, the clothes on the woman's body must be untied.
Wu Yi hesitated for a moment, but still brought the woman closer to the fire, and reached out to unbutton the woman's clothes.
The man took off his robe, let Zhuo Yan lie on the clothes, and injected needles on her back.
The woman only wore a lotus-colored apron on her upper body, and a thin belt was tied around her slender waist. Her shoulders were exquisite, her curves were graceful, her skin was as white as jade, and her black hair scattered on her shoulders shone like a moon.
The beauty is enchanting, like hibiscus blooming wantonly in the dark night.
Wu Yi looked at the nose and mouth with his eyes, his complexion remained unchanged, and he quickly injected needles on the woman's naked back.
After more than a dozen silver needles were pierced, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the man's forehead.
Fearing that she would catch a cold, he put his clothes on the woman's back, the man turned the fire up even more, and turned to look at the woman's sleeping An Ran's face, feeling a strange tenderness in his heart.
This woman was loud and venomous, and he was furious when he was often squeezed out, but after being with him for a few months, the two of them were like relatives again.
He is used to being alone, but it actually feels good to have someone to accompany him.
It's just that he understands that this kind of company is only temporary, she is a princess after all, she will marry and have children, and stand high above the others, while he is just a wandering soul, and will still wander far away.
I don't know how this short-lived master-student relationship was cultivated by previous life?
The man looked at the burning fire and thought wildly. After an hour, he pulled out the silver needle on the woman's back and helped her put on the clothes.
After touching her forehead, it was no longer so hot, and the man finally felt relieved.
Moved the fire away, spread hay and clothes, Wu Yi put Zhuo Yan on it, and meditated aside to look after the fire.
It wasn't until after a while that the man lay down on the side and slept for a while.
In the middle of the night, there was fog in the mountains and forests, and it became more and more cold and bone-chilling.
"Cold, so cold!"
Zhuo Yan closed his eyes, murmured vaguely, and kept leaning into Wu Yi's arms.
Wu Yi pushed her away and covered her with all the clothes.
After a while, the woman snuggled up again, hugging his waist tightly, "It's so cold!"
Wu Yi touched her forehead, as if there were signs of returning to fever, his heart softened, and he let the woman hold her.
Seeing that she covered him with the quilt last night, so he was wronged when he caught cold.
The woman seemed to know that she got the answer, so she hugged him even tighter, and kept pressing her head closer to his neck, looking for warmth.
Warm and warm in her arms, the woman's cheek was pressed tightly against the man's collarbone, and her warm breath sprayed on his neck, bringing about a strange feeling.
Suddenly, Wu Yi's heart beat a little flustered, and he stretched out his hand to try to push the woman away again, but she had great strength in her sleep, so she hugged her tightly and murmured softly, "Don't leave."
The voice was softly pleading.
Wu Yi's hand rested on the woman's arm, feeling weak for a moment.
Chaos and chaos, I don't know when I fell asleep.
At dawn the next day, the sun rose, and the thick fog in the woods gradually dispersed.
Zhuo Yan stroked his dizzy head and got up, looked around, and it took him a long time to remember where he was.
Under the tree, Wu Yi was tidying up and saluting, the fire was still burning, and the soup was boiled on it.
Zhuo Yan rubbed his forehead and asked hoarsely, "Master, am I sick?"
Wu Yi didn't turn his head back, and his voice was as indifferent as ever, "Yes, drink the medicine and then go on your way. When you enter the city, rest for a day."
"Oh!" Zhuo Yan replied weakly, and lay down again.
After drinking the medicine, the sun had already risen, and the two mounted their horses and hurried on their way.
Zhuo Yan looked at his tall horse, turned his head, and said softly, "Master, I'm dizzy and can't ride a horse."
Wu Yi looked at him indifferently, since she was ill, the woman seemed to have become extraordinarily weak.
"Can't you ride?" Wu Yi asked.
"En!" Zhuo Yan looked at him with full eyes.
"Then, let's ride together!" the man said.
Zhuo Yan immediately laughed and walked towards Wu Yi's horse, "Master is so kind!"
After getting on the horse, Wu Yi also came up, leaned back slightly, and kept a distance from her.
The other horse took the salute of the two people along the mountain road and went forward.
As soon as the horse bumped, Zhuo Yan immediately covered his head, frowned and said, "I'm so dizzy!"
Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned into Wu Yi's arms.
The man froze, frowning and looking at the woman with her eyes closed in pain.
The two got close last night because Zhuo Yan was in a coma, now that the sky is bright and the woman is awake again, she immediately felt a little more embarrassed.
Wu Yi pulled Zhuo Yan's arm to make her stand up, and said softly, "Sit down, or go ride your own horse!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Master!" Zhuo Yan sat up straight with an innocent face.
In the silent mountain forest, horseshoes clatter, mountain birds sing in the distance, and the mountains are emerald green, giving off a quiet and quiet color in the mountains.
Zhuo Yan turned his back to Wu Yi's eyes, suddenly raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and suddenly fell down on the horse.
Wu Yi's complexion changed slightly, and his reaction was extremely quick, he stretched out his arms and grabbed the woman in his arms.
Zhuo Yan leaned on his shoulder, pretending to be in pain and murmured, "It's so dizzy, it hurts!"
Wu Yi looked at her with a frown, and said, "Otherwise, get off the horse and rest for a while!"
"No, just let me rely on it like this!" Zhuo Yan said immediately, his voice paused, and he looked up at the man with big eyes, "For the sake of my master, I got sick, so the master let the disciple rely on me." Let's go!"
Although Wu Yi's face was pale and expressionless, he didn't push her away this time.
Nesting in the man's arms, Zhuo Yan successfully raised his brows.
Probably taking care of Zhuo Yan, the horse gradually slowed down, the mountains on both sides were peaceful, Zhuo Yan was enjoying the mountain scenery and the human cushion behind him, and suddenly felt that if it wasn't for the worry of his father's illness, this would be a one-off Nice outing.
"Master, when we find the blood of the most yin and cure the illness of the father, let's go to the rivers and lakes!" Zhuo Yan said with a low and hoarse smile.
Wu Yi said lightly, "Of course I will leave, but you can't!"
"Why?" Zhuo Yan looked up at him slightly.
Wu Yi lowered his head, just in time to see the woman's slender neck and the shadowy whiteness of her chest, a buzzing sound came from his mind, and he quickly raised his eyes and looked away.
"You are a princess!"
Zhuo Yan said casually, "What's wrong with the princess, is the princess not free?"
Wu Yi remained silent.
Zhuo Yan's mind was indeed a little drowsy. Seeing that he didn't answer, he didn't ask any more questions. He lay his pillow in his arms and gradually fell asleep.
In the evening, the two entered a small town, Wu Yi bought medicine and ordered the waiter in the inn to cook it.
The next day, Zhuo Yan rested in the inn for another day, and Zhuo Yan's health improved, so the two continued on their way.
Three days later, the two entered a town called Miluo.
The town is surrounded by mountains on both sides, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and beautiful scenery. There are about a hundred families living in it, who are self-sufficient and live and work in peace and contentment.
"Let's go to the town first, and then look for the person with the blood of the most yin!" Wu Yi said.
"Okay!" Zhuo Yan nodded.
Entering the town, I saw people on the street discussing around a notice.
Wu Yi and his horse passed by, Zhuo Yan squeezed into the crowd, and saw a few lines written on it, to the effect that Luo Yuanwai's father in the town was seriously ill, and he spent a lot of money to find a miracle doctor.
Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows and asked a woman next to him, "Ma'am, may I ask what disease this Luo Yuanwai's father has?"
The woman had kind eyes and kind eyes, and said with a gentle smile, "The girl is from afar, right?"
Zhuo Yan nodded, "Yes, I went through Baodi with my friend. My friend has some medical skills, but I don't know what disease this old man has?"
The woman said, "Luo Yuanwai is the richest family in our town, and he is also a philanthropic person. It is a pity that his father suddenly suffered from a strange disease last year, and he was often crazy and foolish. He didn't even know his own relatives. I heard that many doctors were invited from the city, but they didn’t like it.”
"Oh, does anyone know what it is?"
"That's right, even the doctors in the city can't tell!" said the aunt
Zhuo Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you Ma'am!"
"Girl you are welcome!"
Zhuo Yan squeezed out from the crowd, raised his eyebrows at Wu Yi and said, "Master, now is a chance for us to stay in the town."
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yan told the story of Luo Yuanwai's family.
Wu Yi nodded, "Let's go and have a look!"
The two asked for directions and walked straight to Luo Yuanwai's house.
The people here live comfortably, but they are relatively poor. Walking all the way, the green brick and tile houses are already rich, but Luo Yuanwai's house is a grand courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
The high walls and red tiles are very magnificent, the black wooden door, and the plaque of golden nanmu on it, which says Luofu.
The two guarded stone lions outside the gate showed Luo Yuanwai's status in the town.
Zhuo Yan stepped forward to knock on the door, and soon a servant in clean and tidy clothes opened the door, looked out, saw a beautiful girl, and asked, "Who is the girl looking for?"
Zhuo Yan said, "I'm from the capital city. I went to Wucheng to do business and passed by here. I saw a notice posted by your mansion saying that someone in your mansion is sick. It just so happens that my master can heal the sick, so I came to see it."
The servant heard that Zhuo Yan was treating the old man, so he quickly opened the door, looked at Wu Yi behind Zhuo Yan, and said with a smile, "The two of you know medicine, please come in quickly, and the younger one will invite our family." master!"
After finishing speaking, he led Zhuo Yan and the other two into the courtyard, handed it over to the guard's servants, and then walked quickly to the inner courtyard.
Zhuo Yan and the two waited in the concierge for less than a cup of tea, when they saw a fat man in his forties in a blue robe walking over quickly, saw Wu Yi and Zhuo Yan, bowed and said, "I'm here Luo Hong, I have met the two, and I heard that the two can cure my father's illness, but is it true?"
The man's tone is polite, his face is kind, and he is amiable.
Wu Yi smiled lightly, "I'll make a judgment after I see your father's illness!"
Luo Yuanwai saw that Wu Yi and Zhuo Yan had outstanding faces and noble temperament, unlike ordinary people, so he hurriedly let them into the courtyard.
The courtyard is divided into three entrances, the front yard is the flower hall for receiving guests and the place where servants live, the second entrance is the place where Luo Yuan’s family members live, and the third entrance is the place where some female relatives live and the back garden.
After entering the second entrance, approaching a small courtyard to the east, before entering the inner hall, I smelled a strong medicinal smell.
The servant guarded outside the bedroom, and when he saw his master coming, he hurriedly bowed to pay his respects.
Pushing the door open and entering, Zhuo Yan smelled a decaying smell, which seemed to be the smell emitted when a person is about to die.
"Please come in, both of you!" Luo Yuanwai politely gave way.
Lifting the tent and entering the inner room, I saw a handsome young man guarding the bedside. He stood up with a medicine bowl in his hand and said to Luo Yuanwai, "Father!"
Zhuo Yan looked at the jade-like and elegant man in front of him, it turned out to be Luo Yuanwai's son, and it is rare to have such a man in this remote village.
Luo Yuanwai introduced him, "This gentleman is here to treat your grandfather!"
After finishing speaking, he said to Wu Yi, "This is a dog, Luo Heng."
"I've met Mr. Luo!" Wu Yi nodded lightly.
Luo Heng was very excited, "Can you really treat my grandfather's illness well?"
Wu Yi said, "Let me check on the old man's condition first."
"Okay!" Luo Heng hurriedly lifted up all the bed curtains, and made room for the seat beside the bed.
Zhuo Yan followed behind Wu Yi, tilted his head to look at the bed, and was startled.
The old man on the bed had his hands tied to the bed, his white hair was loose, he was thin and out of shape, his face was protruding, his lips were purple, his eyes were turned white, his body was shaking constantly, and he was whimpering.
What kind of disease is this?
Luo Yuanwai said with some embarrassment, "I made Mr. Wu laugh. My father is insane and often hurts others or himself. I have no choice but to trap him on the bed."
Wu Yi nodded slightly, sat on the round stool beside the bed, and released one of the old man's hands.
As soon as the hand was put down, the old man immediately waved and struggled, his face became more ferocious, and he stretched out his arm to grab Wu Yi's face.
Wu Yi's peach-blossom pupils were calm, and he touched the old man's shoulder casually. The old man immediately calmed down, and he didn't even whimper. He opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Wu Yi in a daze.
Seeing that the old man was about to hurt someone, Luo Yuanwai's father and son nervously stepped forward to stop him, but they were relieved to see the old man calm down under Wu Yi's hands. At the same time, they also began to believe in Wu Yi's medical skills, and they had more expectations in their hearts.
Wu Yi didn't look at the old man, but only took his wrist to feel his pulse.
After a full cup of tea, the room was silent, and a needle could be heard.
Wu Yi put down the old man's hand, looked into his eyes again, nodded slightly to Yuanwai Luo, got up and walked out.
Luo Yuanwai and Luo Heng followed out at the same time.
"Sir, please sit down!" Luo Yuanwai poured tea for Wu Yi and let him take the seat, his attitude was more polite than before, with a tense expression on his face.
"Sir, what's wrong with my grandfather?" Luo Heng asked impatiently.
Wu Yi said in a low voice, "Did the old man fall down and touch his head before?"
Without waiting for Luo Yuanwai to reply, Luo Heng immediately nodded and said, "Yes! When my mother died of illness a year ago, my grandfather was sad and fell to the ground suddenly, and he became like this after waking up!"
Luo Yuanwai also said deeply, "My wife had just left at that time, and I was sad. With the funeral, I didn't care, thinking that my father was just sad for a while, but who knew, his condition became more and more serious."
"Mister, can it be cured?" Luo Heng asked anxiously.
Wu Yidao, "You can try it. The old man has blood congestion in his brain, causing him to behave abnormally. I can use acupuncture to dispel the blood congestion in his brain and restore his sanity!"
"That's great!" Luo Yuanwai was very excited, "If sir cures my father's illness, I will definitely reward you with a lot of money!"
"You're welcome, let's talk about it after it's cured!" Wu Yi said in a leisurely manner, dressed in a white robe, with a handsome face.
"Okay, okay! I'll arrange a place for Mr. Wu to stay right away!" Luo Yuanwai said.
Luo Heng was also more polite to Wu Yi, "Mister must be tired from the journey, I will take him there to rest first."
"Trouble!"
Luo Heng smiled, and looked at Zhuo Yan behind Wu Yi, who seemed to be in a hurry before, but only now saw her, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and smiled, "Who is this girl?"
"This is my apprentice, Yan Shu!" Wu Yi introduced.
"Miss Yan!" Luo Heng bowed gently.
"Master Luo!" Yan Shu nodded with a chuckle.
"Come with me, both of you!" Luo Heng and Luo Yuanwai personally took Wu Yi and Wu Yi to the backyard to rest.
(End of this chapter)
The man frowned involuntarily, and took off his robe which should be on her, planning to go into the forest to gather some herbs to treat the wind and cold.
Fearing that wild beasts would approach, the man lit a fire around Zhuo Yan before getting up and leaving.
The sky gradually darkened, and the forest was in chaos. The man picked herbs and came back half an hour later. When he saw the woman still leaning on it, he felt relieved.
I fetched water from a nearby river, and set the earthen pot on the fire to boil the medicine. Soon the soup boiled, and a strong medicinal fragrance wafted out.
Sitting by the fire, Wu Yi looked back at the woman, her fair face was flushed red by the light of the fire, her long eyes were closed tightly, probably because of discomfort, her brows were slightly frowned.
Probably at this time, the woman will calm down a bit.
The corners of Wu Yi's lips curled up, and he smiled slowly.
There are tall trees around, and the forest at night is extremely quiet, only the sound of burning firewood and gurgling soup, spreading far away in the silence.
After the soup was cooked and let it cool, the man walked up to Zhuo Yan, knelt down on one knee, and helped her to feed her the medicine.
Probably smelling the sourness and bitterness of the soup, the woman shook her head with her lips tightly closed, and muttered, "Don't drink it, don't drink it!"
Seeing the woman acting coquettishly, Wu Yi's heart softened, and he said softly, "You'll be fine after drinking, be obedient, and open your mouth!"
Zhuo Yan seemed to have heard Wu Yi's words, so he opened his mouth and took a sip, maybe the medicine was too bitter, Zhuo Yan frowned and opened his eyes, looking at Wu Yi in a daze, "Master?"
"Well, your wind and cold have gotten worse, so you drank the medicine!" Wu Yi said softly.
It was the first time that Zhuo Yan saw Wu Yi speak in such a soft voice, and he immediately acted like a spoiled child, "I want Master to hello!"
The corners of Wu Yi's lips curled up, "Okay!"
After finishing speaking, he pinched Zhuo Yan's nose, and while she opened her mouth, directly poured down the medicine in the bowl.
Zhuo Yan stared at him, struggled with his legs, finally finished drinking the medicine, leaned against the tree weakly, and secretly scolded Wu Yi for his inhumanity.
She was sick like this, and she was being abused so roughly.
After drinking the medicine, the woman fell asleep again.
Wu Yi touched her forehead, but it was still very hot. If you want to cool down as soon as possible, this wild herbal medicine may not be enough. It will be more effective if you apply needles to dissipate heat.
However, if the needle is applied, the clothes on the woman's body must be untied.
Wu Yi hesitated for a moment, but still brought the woman closer to the fire, and reached out to unbutton the woman's clothes.
The man took off his robe, let Zhuo Yan lie on the clothes, and injected needles on her back.
The woman only wore a lotus-colored apron on her upper body, and a thin belt was tied around her slender waist. Her shoulders were exquisite, her curves were graceful, her skin was as white as jade, and her black hair scattered on her shoulders shone like a moon.
The beauty is enchanting, like hibiscus blooming wantonly in the dark night.
Wu Yi looked at the nose and mouth with his eyes, his complexion remained unchanged, and he quickly injected needles on the woman's naked back.
After more than a dozen silver needles were pierced, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the man's forehead.
Fearing that she would catch a cold, he put his clothes on the woman's back, the man turned the fire up even more, and turned to look at the woman's sleeping An Ran's face, feeling a strange tenderness in his heart.
This woman was loud and venomous, and he was furious when he was often squeezed out, but after being with him for a few months, the two of them were like relatives again.
He is used to being alone, but it actually feels good to have someone to accompany him.
It's just that he understands that this kind of company is only temporary, she is a princess after all, she will marry and have children, and stand high above the others, while he is just a wandering soul, and will still wander far away.
I don't know how this short-lived master-student relationship was cultivated by previous life?
The man looked at the burning fire and thought wildly. After an hour, he pulled out the silver needle on the woman's back and helped her put on the clothes.
After touching her forehead, it was no longer so hot, and the man finally felt relieved.
Moved the fire away, spread hay and clothes, Wu Yi put Zhuo Yan on it, and meditated aside to look after the fire.
It wasn't until after a while that the man lay down on the side and slept for a while.
In the middle of the night, there was fog in the mountains and forests, and it became more and more cold and bone-chilling.
"Cold, so cold!"
Zhuo Yan closed his eyes, murmured vaguely, and kept leaning into Wu Yi's arms.
Wu Yi pushed her away and covered her with all the clothes.
After a while, the woman snuggled up again, hugging his waist tightly, "It's so cold!"
Wu Yi touched her forehead, as if there were signs of returning to fever, his heart softened, and he let the woman hold her.
Seeing that she covered him with the quilt last night, so he was wronged when he caught cold.
The woman seemed to know that she got the answer, so she hugged him even tighter, and kept pressing her head closer to his neck, looking for warmth.
Warm and warm in her arms, the woman's cheek was pressed tightly against the man's collarbone, and her warm breath sprayed on his neck, bringing about a strange feeling.
Suddenly, Wu Yi's heart beat a little flustered, and he stretched out his hand to try to push the woman away again, but she had great strength in her sleep, so she hugged her tightly and murmured softly, "Don't leave."
The voice was softly pleading.
Wu Yi's hand rested on the woman's arm, feeling weak for a moment.
Chaos and chaos, I don't know when I fell asleep.
At dawn the next day, the sun rose, and the thick fog in the woods gradually dispersed.
Zhuo Yan stroked his dizzy head and got up, looked around, and it took him a long time to remember where he was.
Under the tree, Wu Yi was tidying up and saluting, the fire was still burning, and the soup was boiled on it.
Zhuo Yan rubbed his forehead and asked hoarsely, "Master, am I sick?"
Wu Yi didn't turn his head back, and his voice was as indifferent as ever, "Yes, drink the medicine and then go on your way. When you enter the city, rest for a day."
"Oh!" Zhuo Yan replied weakly, and lay down again.
After drinking the medicine, the sun had already risen, and the two mounted their horses and hurried on their way.
Zhuo Yan looked at his tall horse, turned his head, and said softly, "Master, I'm dizzy and can't ride a horse."
Wu Yi looked at him indifferently, since she was ill, the woman seemed to have become extraordinarily weak.
"Can't you ride?" Wu Yi asked.
"En!" Zhuo Yan looked at him with full eyes.
"Then, let's ride together!" the man said.
Zhuo Yan immediately laughed and walked towards Wu Yi's horse, "Master is so kind!"
After getting on the horse, Wu Yi also came up, leaned back slightly, and kept a distance from her.
The other horse took the salute of the two people along the mountain road and went forward.
As soon as the horse bumped, Zhuo Yan immediately covered his head, frowned and said, "I'm so dizzy!"
Taking advantage of the situation, he leaned into Wu Yi's arms.
The man froze, frowning and looking at the woman with her eyes closed in pain.
The two got close last night because Zhuo Yan was in a coma, now that the sky is bright and the woman is awake again, she immediately felt a little more embarrassed.
Wu Yi pulled Zhuo Yan's arm to make her stand up, and said softly, "Sit down, or go ride your own horse!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Master!" Zhuo Yan sat up straight with an innocent face.
In the silent mountain forest, horseshoes clatter, mountain birds sing in the distance, and the mountains are emerald green, giving off a quiet and quiet color in the mountains.
Zhuo Yan turned his back to Wu Yi's eyes, suddenly raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and suddenly fell down on the horse.
Wu Yi's complexion changed slightly, and his reaction was extremely quick, he stretched out his arms and grabbed the woman in his arms.
Zhuo Yan leaned on his shoulder, pretending to be in pain and murmured, "It's so dizzy, it hurts!"
Wu Yi looked at her with a frown, and said, "Otherwise, get off the horse and rest for a while!"
"No, just let me rely on it like this!" Zhuo Yan said immediately, his voice paused, and he looked up at the man with big eyes, "For the sake of my master, I got sick, so the master let the disciple rely on me." Let's go!"
Although Wu Yi's face was pale and expressionless, he didn't push her away this time.
Nesting in the man's arms, Zhuo Yan successfully raised his brows.
Probably taking care of Zhuo Yan, the horse gradually slowed down, the mountains on both sides were peaceful, Zhuo Yan was enjoying the mountain scenery and the human cushion behind him, and suddenly felt that if it wasn't for the worry of his father's illness, this would be a one-off Nice outing.
"Master, when we find the blood of the most yin and cure the illness of the father, let's go to the rivers and lakes!" Zhuo Yan said with a low and hoarse smile.
Wu Yi said lightly, "Of course I will leave, but you can't!"
"Why?" Zhuo Yan looked up at him slightly.
Wu Yi lowered his head, just in time to see the woman's slender neck and the shadowy whiteness of her chest, a buzzing sound came from his mind, and he quickly raised his eyes and looked away.
"You are a princess!"
Zhuo Yan said casually, "What's wrong with the princess, is the princess not free?"
Wu Yi remained silent.
Zhuo Yan's mind was indeed a little drowsy. Seeing that he didn't answer, he didn't ask any more questions. He lay his pillow in his arms and gradually fell asleep.
In the evening, the two entered a small town, Wu Yi bought medicine and ordered the waiter in the inn to cook it.
The next day, Zhuo Yan rested in the inn for another day, and Zhuo Yan's health improved, so the two continued on their way.
Three days later, the two entered a town called Miluo.
The town is surrounded by mountains on both sides, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and beautiful scenery. There are about a hundred families living in it, who are self-sufficient and live and work in peace and contentment.
"Let's go to the town first, and then look for the person with the blood of the most yin!" Wu Yi said.
"Okay!" Zhuo Yan nodded.
Entering the town, I saw people on the street discussing around a notice.
Wu Yi and his horse passed by, Zhuo Yan squeezed into the crowd, and saw a few lines written on it, to the effect that Luo Yuanwai's father in the town was seriously ill, and he spent a lot of money to find a miracle doctor.
Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows and asked a woman next to him, "Ma'am, may I ask what disease this Luo Yuanwai's father has?"
The woman had kind eyes and kind eyes, and said with a gentle smile, "The girl is from afar, right?"
Zhuo Yan nodded, "Yes, I went through Baodi with my friend. My friend has some medical skills, but I don't know what disease this old man has?"
The woman said, "Luo Yuanwai is the richest family in our town, and he is also a philanthropic person. It is a pity that his father suddenly suffered from a strange disease last year, and he was often crazy and foolish. He didn't even know his own relatives. I heard that many doctors were invited from the city, but they didn’t like it.”
"Oh, does anyone know what it is?"
"That's right, even the doctors in the city can't tell!" said the aunt
Zhuo Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you Ma'am!"
"Girl you are welcome!"
Zhuo Yan squeezed out from the crowd, raised his eyebrows at Wu Yi and said, "Master, now is a chance for us to stay in the town."
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yan told the story of Luo Yuanwai's family.
Wu Yi nodded, "Let's go and have a look!"
The two asked for directions and walked straight to Luo Yuanwai's house.
The people here live comfortably, but they are relatively poor. Walking all the way, the green brick and tile houses are already rich, but Luo Yuanwai's house is a grand courtyard with three entrances and three exits.
The high walls and red tiles are very magnificent, the black wooden door, and the plaque of golden nanmu on it, which says Luofu.
The two guarded stone lions outside the gate showed Luo Yuanwai's status in the town.
Zhuo Yan stepped forward to knock on the door, and soon a servant in clean and tidy clothes opened the door, looked out, saw a beautiful girl, and asked, "Who is the girl looking for?"
Zhuo Yan said, "I'm from the capital city. I went to Wucheng to do business and passed by here. I saw a notice posted by your mansion saying that someone in your mansion is sick. It just so happens that my master can heal the sick, so I came to see it."
The servant heard that Zhuo Yan was treating the old man, so he quickly opened the door, looked at Wu Yi behind Zhuo Yan, and said with a smile, "The two of you know medicine, please come in quickly, and the younger one will invite our family." master!"
After finishing speaking, he led Zhuo Yan and the other two into the courtyard, handed it over to the guard's servants, and then walked quickly to the inner courtyard.
Zhuo Yan and the two waited in the concierge for less than a cup of tea, when they saw a fat man in his forties in a blue robe walking over quickly, saw Wu Yi and Zhuo Yan, bowed and said, "I'm here Luo Hong, I have met the two, and I heard that the two can cure my father's illness, but is it true?"
The man's tone is polite, his face is kind, and he is amiable.
Wu Yi smiled lightly, "I'll make a judgment after I see your father's illness!"
Luo Yuanwai saw that Wu Yi and Zhuo Yan had outstanding faces and noble temperament, unlike ordinary people, so he hurriedly let them into the courtyard.
The courtyard is divided into three entrances, the front yard is the flower hall for receiving guests and the place where servants live, the second entrance is the place where Luo Yuan’s family members live, and the third entrance is the place where some female relatives live and the back garden.
After entering the second entrance, approaching a small courtyard to the east, before entering the inner hall, I smelled a strong medicinal smell.
The servant guarded outside the bedroom, and when he saw his master coming, he hurriedly bowed to pay his respects.
Pushing the door open and entering, Zhuo Yan smelled a decaying smell, which seemed to be the smell emitted when a person is about to die.
"Please come in, both of you!" Luo Yuanwai politely gave way.
Lifting the tent and entering the inner room, I saw a handsome young man guarding the bedside. He stood up with a medicine bowl in his hand and said to Luo Yuanwai, "Father!"
Zhuo Yan looked at the jade-like and elegant man in front of him, it turned out to be Luo Yuanwai's son, and it is rare to have such a man in this remote village.
Luo Yuanwai introduced him, "This gentleman is here to treat your grandfather!"
After finishing speaking, he said to Wu Yi, "This is a dog, Luo Heng."
"I've met Mr. Luo!" Wu Yi nodded lightly.
Luo Heng was very excited, "Can you really treat my grandfather's illness well?"
Wu Yi said, "Let me check on the old man's condition first."
"Okay!" Luo Heng hurriedly lifted up all the bed curtains, and made room for the seat beside the bed.
Zhuo Yan followed behind Wu Yi, tilted his head to look at the bed, and was startled.
The old man on the bed had his hands tied to the bed, his white hair was loose, he was thin and out of shape, his face was protruding, his lips were purple, his eyes were turned white, his body was shaking constantly, and he was whimpering.
What kind of disease is this?
Luo Yuanwai said with some embarrassment, "I made Mr. Wu laugh. My father is insane and often hurts others or himself. I have no choice but to trap him on the bed."
Wu Yi nodded slightly, sat on the round stool beside the bed, and released one of the old man's hands.
As soon as the hand was put down, the old man immediately waved and struggled, his face became more ferocious, and he stretched out his arm to grab Wu Yi's face.
Wu Yi's peach-blossom pupils were calm, and he touched the old man's shoulder casually. The old man immediately calmed down, and he didn't even whimper. He opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Wu Yi in a daze.
Seeing that the old man was about to hurt someone, Luo Yuanwai's father and son nervously stepped forward to stop him, but they were relieved to see the old man calm down under Wu Yi's hands. At the same time, they also began to believe in Wu Yi's medical skills, and they had more expectations in their hearts.
Wu Yi didn't look at the old man, but only took his wrist to feel his pulse.
After a full cup of tea, the room was silent, and a needle could be heard.
Wu Yi put down the old man's hand, looked into his eyes again, nodded slightly to Yuanwai Luo, got up and walked out.
Luo Yuanwai and Luo Heng followed out at the same time.
"Sir, please sit down!" Luo Yuanwai poured tea for Wu Yi and let him take the seat, his attitude was more polite than before, with a tense expression on his face.
"Sir, what's wrong with my grandfather?" Luo Heng asked impatiently.
Wu Yi said in a low voice, "Did the old man fall down and touch his head before?"
Without waiting for Luo Yuanwai to reply, Luo Heng immediately nodded and said, "Yes! When my mother died of illness a year ago, my grandfather was sad and fell to the ground suddenly, and he became like this after waking up!"
Luo Yuanwai also said deeply, "My wife had just left at that time, and I was sad. With the funeral, I didn't care, thinking that my father was just sad for a while, but who knew, his condition became more and more serious."
"Mister, can it be cured?" Luo Heng asked anxiously.
Wu Yidao, "You can try it. The old man has blood congestion in his brain, causing him to behave abnormally. I can use acupuncture to dispel the blood congestion in his brain and restore his sanity!"
"That's great!" Luo Yuanwai was very excited, "If sir cures my father's illness, I will definitely reward you with a lot of money!"
"You're welcome, let's talk about it after it's cured!" Wu Yi said in a leisurely manner, dressed in a white robe, with a handsome face.
"Okay, okay! I'll arrange a place for Mr. Wu to stay right away!" Luo Yuanwai said.
Luo Heng was also more polite to Wu Yi, "Mister must be tired from the journey, I will take him there to rest first."
"Trouble!"
Luo Heng smiled, and looked at Zhuo Yan behind Wu Yi, who seemed to be in a hurry before, but only now saw her, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and smiled, "Who is this girl?"
"This is my apprentice, Yan Shu!" Wu Yi introduced.
"Miss Yan!" Luo Heng bowed gently.
"Master Luo!" Yan Shu nodded with a chuckle.
"Come with me, both of you!" Luo Heng and Luo Yuanwai personally took Wu Yi and Wu Yi to the backyard to rest.
(End of this chapter)