Chapter 68 Ask the Doctor

After serving Zhen Shiniang, the magpie found that Shen Zhongqi had hired a carriage, and he was shocked.

"...The general hired a carriage. It seemed that he was going to go a long way. Miss, put on that thick cotton-padded coat." She deliberately ran out to have a look. The carriage hired by Shen Zhongqi was not as thoughtful as the buyer thought, and a charcoal burner was put in it.

The cotton-padded coat is too thick to put on the coat. It's patched and goes out with Shen Zhongqi... Will he be embarrassed?

After lowering her head and thinking about it, Zhen Shiniang shook her head and said, "That's it."

"Then take the quilt and make it in the car." The magpie said, and without waiting for Zhen Shiniang's promise, he turned back to greet Qiu Ju, "... go to hug the bed and get out."

He bent down and was about to get on the carriage. Seeing Qiu Ju holding out of a quilt, Shen Zhongqi frowned and looked down at the space narrow carriage. He opened his mouth and wanted to be carried back. Yu Guang glanced at Zhen Shi Niang's thin body, hesitated for a moment, and flashed to one side again.

When he got into the carriage, Shen Zhongqi put down the curtain and turned around and told the driver, "Let's go!"

"The frame..." The driver shook the whip and squeaked, and the wheels rolled slowly.

Rong Sheng over there also flew and followed.

"Miss!" As soon as the carriage came out of the alley, Qiu Ju gasped and caught up from behind, shouting.

"Park the car." Zhen Shiniang raised the curtain of the car and said, "What's the matter?"

"The hand stove given by Lord Xiao..." Qiu Ju raised the wire enamel crane pattern hand stove in her hand. "There is not much carbon left. Aunt Magpie said that she could burn it for an hour or two, and the young lady could at least suffer less." Zhen Shiniang was afraid of the cold, and Shen Zhongqi didn't say where to go. How long did she take in the carriage? Magpie was really worried.

However, this cold-faced evil star is not the master that the three of their masters and servants can provoke.

Zhen Shiniang broke out in a cold sweat on her forehead.

This autumn chrysanthemum, isn't it obvious to tell him that he is uneasy?

There is another reason to divorce your wife!

Thinking of the last time he only saw himself talking to Zhang Zhi, he asked her in an truly tone if she wanted to marry again. This time, he found that she had received such a valuable thing from others, and the stolen evidence was all there. I wonder if she would be rectified on the spot?

The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. The big hand stove in Qiu Ju's hand suddenly sat down like Mount Tai, and Zhen Shiniang only felt her ears buzzing.

It's better to turn this stove out immediately. If there is no evidence, she can give him a confession.

Inextance, change, change, change...

Meditate on the spells in the cartoons of her previous life that can make things disappear. Zhen Shiniang hopes that God can make this hand stove disappear immediately for the sake of seeing her as a time traveler.

Until there was a squeak, the carriage started again. Zhen Shinang found that the stove was still intact in her hand, and she was hugged in her arms with an indifferent look.

Yu Guang quietly glanced at Shen Zhongqi.

It's still the cold look of the frozen person, and I can't see the joy and anger.

The carriage walked for nearly an hour and a half and stopped in front of a quiet and elegant courtyard.

"...Is Dr. Zhong at home?" Rongsheng jumped off and knocked on the door immediately.

Dr. Zhong?

Zhen Shiniang turned her head and looked at Shen Zhongqi.

"This Dr. Zhong is a well-known magic doctor, nicknamed Yan Wangchou. Let him take your pulse, maybe... it can be cured..." Shen Zhongqi turned his face and looked a little uncomfortable.

Don't you believe her words, or do you really want to treat her?

Zhen Shinian narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Shen Zhongqi's broad back, frowning and meditating.

Dr. Zhong was forty-five or fifty-six years old, short and fat. He smiled at the Buddha of Maitreya. He saw Shen Zhongqi standing at the door and sneered. He repeatedly said, "The general had something to tell people that he came in person, but he killed the little one..." He turned around and greeted his family,

Shen Zhongqi waved his hand to stop it, and it was too late. Mrs. Zhong had already ran out with her two sons flatteringly. Everyone made a false ceremony. Dr. Zhongzhong gave Shen Zhongqi and others to the living room and let people make a good West Lake Maojian on the pot. "The general is here..."

"Look at the doctor..." Shen Zhongqi pointed to Zhen Shiniang.

Since entering the door, Shen Zhongqi has not been introduced, and Dr. Zhong did not dare to ask more. Listening to him let himself see this quiet woman, he looked at her probingly, "This is..."

She was dressed in cloth, but Shen Zhongqi was covered with brocade. It was said that the husband and wife really didn't match, so Zhen Shiniang looked at Shen Zhongqi.

"It's an insider." Shen Zhongqi's voice was calm and said, "I have blood deficiency. Please take a closer look, Dr. Zhong."

Insiders?

Dr. Zhong blinked.

The general's mansion is not short of silver. How can it be so shabby?

Doubtful, Dr. Zhong did not dare to look at Zhen Shiniang any more. He lowered his head slightly and respectfully asked her to reach out her hand.

Zhen Shi Niang rolled up her sleeves generously, revealing her slender and pale wrists.

"How long has Mrs. Shen been ill?" The pulse was pulsed, Dr. Zhong asked.

"Four years?"

"Why did you get it?"

"This..." Zhen Shiniang took a look at Shen Zhongqi, hesitated for a moment, and slowly said, "Blood jump."

"Why did it cause blood jumping and how to treat it at that time?" Dr. Zhong suddenly sat up straight.

Shen Zhongqi also sat up straight and looked at Zhen Shiniang for a moment.

He has always wanted to know what kind of hardship she had experienced.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhen Shiniang shook her head. "I don't know how the doctor treated it. I only know that I took a lot of soups at that time, as if there were Angelica, astragalus, chicken blood vine..." She told the prescriptions she used and the prescriptions she used now one by one.

Look at this prescription and her symptoms are clearly postpartum blood collapse!

Dr. Zhong looked at Zhen Shi Niang in disbelief. If the blood collapsed after giving birth, it would be a miracle that she could live until now. Who showed her?

So far, he has never seen a case of postpartum blood collapse that can live so long. A kind of discovery of a new continent-like [xing] made Dr. Zhong's heart pounding. Maitreya Buddha-like old eyes flashed a bright light. He asked if it was a postpartum blood collapse. Who cured it? To Zhen Shiniang's quiet near-death-like eyes, the question was stuck in her throat: If she can say the prescription so clearly, she obviously knows medicine. How could she not understand how it was treated at that time?

Then he thought of Zhen Shiniang's question about how he caused the blood collapse. He thought of Zhen Shiniang's eyes when she looked at Shen Zhongqi before the bleeding collapsed. He also thought of Shen Zhongqi's silence as soon as he entered the door. Then he thought of the rumors that Shen Zhongqi had been childless. Dr.

There must be another secret in this matter, which is not stainable!

After practicing medicine for more than 30 years, Dr. Zhong often goes in and out of the Houmen mansion, and is no stranger to the unsspicable secrets in the mansion.

It's just a pity to miss an opportunity to learn a new way to treat blood avalanche.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Dr. Zhong's eyes, and then he thought of Shen Zhongqi's powerful power. I don't know how many doctors he had found, and how much money he had to continue her life until now. If it had been put in a poor family, he might have died long ago. It may not be who has such a Se also calmed down and said secretly, "She won't live long after all, but I can't get too deep. It doesn't matter if I don't care about the cause of the disease." However, he frowned again, "I'm not sure about the cause of the disease. How can I get this prescription?"

Diagnostic guessing is one thing, and confirmation from the patient's mouth is another.

I don't know that Dr. Zhong thought so much at this moment. Seeing that his expression changed, he finally frowned again. Zhen Shiniang's heart slowly hung up, "...what's wrong with this prescription?"

In the past few years, she has changed several blood nourishing prescriptions, but her health is getting worse and worse. When she has no money to recover from illness, she often cuts off medicine and food. On the one hand, Zhen Shinang doubts whether her treatment direction is wrong. It is often said that the doctor can't treat herself. Dr. Zhong is famous

"There is no problem with the prescription taken by Madam, but..." Dr. Zhong hesitated and looked up at Shen Zhongqi.

"...you go out first." Shen Zhongqi looked at Zhen Shiniang and ordered.

She is also a doctor!

With Dr. Zhong's suggestion, maybe she was sure to cure her illness. She sat stubbornly for a moment. Seeing Shen Zhongqi's resolute attitude, Zhen Shiniang was unwilling to stand up.

"What's wrong with your wife's illness? Is it a big deal?" Looking straight at her, Shen Zhongqi leaned down, with an unconcealed concern in his eyes.

Dr. Zhong shook his head and said, "Mrs. Zun's pulse is large and slow, which is a disease of yin and blood deficiency caused by the inability to infer blood of Shuigu..." He said a lot.

Shen Zhongqi didn't understand a word.

He waved his hand impatiently, "You only said how long will it take for your wife's illness to be cured?" He said, "Silver is not a problem."

Dr. Zhong's face turned red. "Mrs. Zun's blood..." He wanted to say that there was no medicine for blood without gas. He was afraid that Shen Zhongqi would not understand and was impatient. Dr. Zhong's voice paused, "The blood has been exhausted, like a lamp of oil..." He shook his head and didn'

Shen Zhongqi grabbed him and said, "You mean..."

Dr. Zhong nodded, "If you take good care of yourself, you may be able to live for another year and a half."

"What she said is all true!" Shen Zhongqi's hand slowly hung down.

Suddenly, he raised his head again and looked at Dr. Zhong sincerely. "Mr. Zhong is known as the king of Yan. It is said that you can get back the people included in the book of the Lord of He. Is there nothing you can do?" There was hope in his tone that he didn't even find himself.

Dr. Zhong smiled bitterly, "There are six incurable diseases, and those who can't take medicine can't be cured. Mrs. Zun is suffering from a sorection, and her body is weak and can no longer bear the power of medicine. Even if Hua Tuo is resurrected, it is difficult to return to heaven." Shaking his head, "Mrs. Zun's prescription is already the best..."

......

"Where's Mrs. Shen?" After sending Shen Zhongqi out of the living room, he didn't see Zhen Shi Niang. Dr. Zhong called Mrs. Zhong and asked, "...The general is going back."

"Mrs. Shen is watching the snow in the backyard..." Mrs. Zhong blessed Shen Zhongqi, "General, wait a minute, I'll find her immediately."

"I'll go by myself." Shen Zhongqi said and stepped out of the house.

Seeing the slender and vague figure under the thin banyan tree, Shen Zhongqi stopped and looked at it carefully.

She is very afraid of the cold, as if there is a thick cotton-padded coat under the back of the coupled-colored towel, but in spite of this, from the back, the waist can still be grasped.

She is too thin!

It seems that as Dr. Zhong said, she has run out of blood.

Xiangxiaoyu is a beautiful woman. She is really going to die little by little, in the most beautiful years. Just like the snow on the ground, a spring rain will melt away, and there is no trace... (To be continued