Gu Qianxue was keenly aware of Chu Yan's anger, and hurriedly pressed her hand, "Chu Yan, don't get excited, Zhou Rongqiu has always behaved like this, Mr. Su is used to it."
Chu Yan snorted coldly, "This slave girl surnamed Zhou knows what kind of virtue he is. If the master hadn't stopped him, the servant girl would have killed him long ago." Words and sentences were squeezed out between teeth.
Gu Qianxue sweated for Zhou Rongqiu, and decided to persuade Zhou Rongqiu to pay attention to his words and deeds when he had time. "Chuyan, be good, calm down, calm down."
On the other side, everyone was persuaded by Zhou Chuangu, and because the elegant and humble Mr. Ling Xiao gave them great encouragement, everyone was ready to move.
A doctor has a doctor's occupational disease, so he wants to encounter intractable diseases and cure them through his own efforts, just like mathematicians prefer to study difficult problems.
Afterwards, everyone chose a table, but Su Lingxiao was asked to sit where the doctor was supposed to sit. A pulse pillow was placed on the table, and Su Lingxiao put his skinny arm on it, and then started from Zhou Rongqiu, Forty or so people took turns to diagnose Su Lingxiao's pulse.
It took nearly an hour to diagnose the pulse, and then it took another half an hour for everyone to ask each other, and then they ran to the side to start the consultation.
Gu Qianxue stepped forward and said softly, "Young Master Su, are you tired, or should we go back to rest and continue the consultation tomorrow?"
Su Lingxiao smiled and shook her head, "In order to revive the genius doctor Zhou's family, the Zhou family received countless consultations during the day, and never took a break to treat me at night. Is there any reason for me to go to rest?"
Gu Qianxue said, "Although the reasoning is the same, you need to rest after all."
Su Lingxiao shook his head slowly, with a comforting smile on his lips, "Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think."
Seeing Su Lingxiao's insistence, Gu Qianxue could only sigh faintly, hoping that everyone would come to a conclusion soon.
After waiting for another stick of incense, the doctors of the Zhou family finally returned to the Danggui hall, but they all looked bad.
That's right, Su Lingxiao has a congenital heart disease. Without surgery, no matter what kind of medicine you take or what kind of needles you bury, they can't stimulate the secondary development of the organs, and there is no possibility of recovery.
Dang Guitang was silent for a while, and everyone felt ashamed of what Young Master Ling Xiao expected of them, and they didn't know how to face it.
In contrast, the patient Su Lingxiao was the most indifferent.
Su Lingxiao glanced at Gu Qianxue who was beside her, and said, "Don't make things difficult, everyone, how happy is life, and what is the fear of death? What's the point of living without the one you love by your side? If you can be by her side, tomorrow will be yours." die, and die without regret.”
It seems to confess.
Gu Qianxue was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what expression to use to respond.
Fortunately, there was a veil on her face, so she quickly lowered her eyes to cover her own.
The more Su Lingxiao was like this, the more guilty she felt and couldn't let it go. She could give him everything except a heart. If he wanted, she could commit suicide and be buried.
What he said is right, what joy is there in life, and what fear is in death? I don't know when it started, but she has no nostalgia for life and no fear of death.
When Su Lingxiao saw her dodging, although he felt a little disappointed in his heart, he was more relieved.
It's so good, so good that she doesn't like him.
That way, after he dies, she won't suffer too much damage or shock, and she can continue her life.
But how to explain the pain in my heart
suddenly
An elderly man in the crowd hesitated and didn't know how to speak, "Patriarch... there is something... I don't know if I should say it or not."
Zhou Chuangu said, "Sixth Uncle, please tell me."
This man is the cousin of old genius doctor Zhou, and also Zhou Chuangu's uncle.
Uncle Saturday received Zhou Chuangu's encouragement, but still didn't know where to start, he slapped his thigh and gritted his teeth for the last time. "Don't laugh at me when I say it. According to the principle, we medical students should not believe in ghosts and fatalism. But when I was in Miaoxiang, I met a barefoot doctor who was seriously ill. I I tried to heal him for a long time, but finally died, but before he died, he was grateful to me and gave me a manuscript handed down by his master as a relic. At the beginning, I didn't think much of this manuscript that had gone through three generations, but later I was surprised I found that some unsolvable problems were actually recorded in the handbook, which attracted my attention."
Uncle Saturday's words immediately caught everyone's attention. Everyone held their breath and stared at Uncle Saturday.
Even Gu Qianxue forgot to breathe, and subconsciously clenched her fists.
In contrast, Su Lingxiao was still the most leisurely one, he just smiled lightly and looked at Gu Qianxue beside him vaguely.
"Uncle Saturday, please continue." Zhou Rongqiu said eagerly.
"Wait a moment, I'll get it." Uncle Saturday ran away.
Zhou Rongqiu followed without saying a word.
The two left, but the atmosphere in Danggui Hall did not relax. Gu Qianxue turned her head and asked softly, "Are you tired?"
"Not tired." He replied.
"Really?" As he said, he looked at his lips and observed their color.
If Su Lingxiao's lips, face and nails turn purple, no matter what he is doing, he must inhale oxygen immediately.
Soon, Uncle Saturday came back with the letter, to be precise, Zhou Rongqiu ran back with it on his back because he thought Uncle Saturday was old and walked slowly.
Why did everyone hold their breath subconsciously, because Uncle Saturday put forward the letter at this juncture, indicating that the content must be related to the illness of Young Master Ling Xiao, and according to Uncle Saturday’s hesitant words before, it can also be inferred that it is also related to ghosts.
Everyone's appetite was lifted high.
Gu Qianxue wouldn't believe it if it was said that it had nothing to do with gods and ghosts, and she would just use medicine or acupuncture for treatment.
However, once gods and ghosts were involved, Gu Qianxue felt a little bit of faith. After all, she herself was a time-traveling identity, which was really hard to explain.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Uncle Saturday opened the handbook and pointed to the first page, "Look, this is..."
Zhou Rongqiu immediately interrupted, "Grandpa Six, can you tell me the main points? Let's not talk about this kind of illness, just talk about Ling Xiao's illness."
Uncle Saturday nodded hastily, and started flipping through the notebook quickly.
From the beginning to the end, Su Lingxiao didn't look at the handbook for half an eye, and his eyes were always on Gu Qianxue.
Finally, Uncle Saturday turned to the page he wanted to express to everyone, "Look here!"
When everyone looked at it, they saw a line written on the blank and yellowed paper-one doctor and one day's life extended.
"..." Everyone.
Zhou Rongqiu patted the table angrily, "Sixth Grandpa, you are too unreliable, do you believe such words? If so, my grandpa saved so many people, he must be still alive now."
Uncle Saturday's eyes were timid, "But the eldest brother didn't die without a cause, but died of trying medicine."
"..." This is embarrassing.
Suddenly a kind of grief permeated Dang Gui Tang, because everyone had family members who died because of testing the medicine.
The people in Zhoufu, a genius doctor, shoulder the mission of promoting the development of medicine, so they keep challenging.
Suddenly, a person's voice was firm, "You can only believe what you have, not what you don't have!"
This person is none other than Shopkeeper Su.