Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

  Chapter 335 Your life is a bit miserable

  Listening to Qin Liuxi's words, Song Ye no longer looked contemptuous.

  She was right, regardless of age, a capable person who can say such a thing at such an age is not an ordinary child.

  Song Ye didn't dare to underestimate her anymore, and she still had a little hope in her heart, maybe she could really cure her sister's illness?

  Thinking of this, Song Ye felt slightly relieved.

  Qin Liuxi took his pulse intently, and switched hands after one pulse, frowning slightly.

Song Ye has been paying attention to her face. Seeing her frown, he unconsciously raises his eyebrows. He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's wrong? I have seen many doctors, and they all said that I am indeed suffering from insufficient kidney water. Yuan loss, so it is difficult to have children in these years."

   When he said the words "hard to have a son", a trace of bitterness and embarrassment crossed his face.

   May I ask which man in this world can accept his infertility frankly? How many of them don't regret being childless?

  Especially Song Ye, he didn't never have a son, he had a son, or two, but as Qin Liuxi said, he died one after another, which hurts more than never, because he had it but lost it.

  Qin Liuxi said: "Not all the doctors the general has seen are quack doctors. It is true that the kidney essence is deficient, the **** are not strong, and it is indeed difficult to conceive."

  Song Ye's complexion became even darker.

   "However, it's not that the general has never had a child. It means that your essence has a foundation. You can use precise medicine to regulate the yin and yang of your body, and actively take decoctions to adjust the kidney essence. You can still make a woman pregnant again."

  Song Ye's eyes lit up: "You mean I can still give birth?"

   "As long as you take care of yourself, your wishes will come true."

  Song Ye became more anxious when he heard the words, and asked: "Then what should I do? To be honest, I have always followed the doctor's advice to drink medicine, and even followed the doctor's advice to reduce sexual **** to nourish essence, but it is just fantasy."

   "Stick out your tongue and let me see."

  Song Ye opened his mouth obediently.

  Qin Liuxi looked at it carefully, and said: "Pale tongue with thin coating, thin and weak pulse, lacklustre complexion and premature graying of beard and hair, lack of main kidney essence, how about the general's defecation?"

   "Ah?" Song Ye is an old man, and he couldn't help but feel a little hot when he heard this. He coughed, and said falteringly: "It's just long and thin, with nocturnal urination, and a few ticks."

  He seemed a little embarrassed, and forced his respect: "I was not like this when I was young. At your age, I can pee through dirt walls."

   Chen Pi who can’t explain in a word: “…”

  He looked at his master, if the other party knew that you were a girl, he would be even more ashamed, right?

  Qin Liuxi was not at all strange, and said: "How long can the **** last?"

  Song Ye: "!"

  This master is still a child, why does she know everything?

  He was about to speak, but Qin Liuxi seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Tell the doctor frankly that the disease will not delay the treatment, and the doctor will know how to use the medicine and the needle."

  Song Ye: "..."

  He was a little embarrassed, and said: "Perhaps he is old, and now he is a little bit powerless, so he can only do things hastily."

   "The general is weak in sex, he must be tired and weak, and he is worried about his sister's illness, too much worry, insomnia and dreams, no wonder his face is ugly. You are in such a bad mood, no matter how much soup and medicine you take, it won't help."

  When mentioning his younger sister's illness, Song Ye's expression darkened, and he said: "She is also in trouble. She lost her child at a young age, and she collapsed."

  Qin Liuxi frowned: "Is it also a bereavement?"

   "Yes, I came here to order a new coffin for my nephew. The child's grave collapsed."

  Qin Liuxi tapped on the table, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to meet, General?"

  Song Ye was taken aback. Didn't it mean that he was infertile, why did he meet again?

"The general forgot, in our shop, we can practice medicine and save people, fortune tell by face, and sell peace talismans." Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "The general is the first customer of our shop, and you can give money for consultations and so on." You are cheaper."

  Song Ye said: "Then you can take a picture of me."

   "Okay, please extend your hand."

  Song Ye was stunned, and stretched out her hand, but she turned out to be Fumai again?

   Are all gods talking like this?

   Seeing his doubts, Qin Liuxi explained: "There is a physiognomy technique called Taisu pulse method, which can predict good and bad luck. I just say it, and the general just listen."

  Song Ye became even more curious.

  Qin Liuxi placed **** on his left wrist, pinched the formula with the other hand, and chanted Taisu pulse art, with his eyes slightly closed, he felt the pulse wrist carefully.

   "Lost his parents at the age of ten, and lived with his younger sister."

  Song Ye was so startled that he almost fell, but his wrist was held down by Qin Liuxi and he couldn't move.

   "Twenty grass bandits, took advantage of the war and revolted to become a hero. Five years later, they were recruited and dressed in red. They were full of vigor. At thirty, their eldest son was lost, and at thirty-seven, their second son was lost. His wife hanged herself because she missed her son. She was weak in her prime."

  Song Ye trembled all over, looking terrified.

  He claims to be someone who has seen big winds and waves, but right now he feels chills from the bottom of his heart.

  He has seen a lot of tricksters who are bluffing and deceiving, and he has also seen some real skills, but it is the first time that relying on Fumai can determine the accuracy of the first half of his life.

   It's just a kid!

  Ability regardless of age.

  Song Ye was like a light on his back, choking on saliva non-stop.

   "The spirit is not solid and has no children, the younger sister is lost in the prime of life, the soul returns to the heaven after knowing the fate, the six relatives are broken, and the family business is disbanded..."

  Song Ye couldn't help pulling back his hand, and fell off the stool in shock, looking at Qin Liuxi like a ghost.

  Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, looked at Song Ye on the ground, whose face was pale with panic, and said, "The life of the general is as bitter as coptis!"

  Song Ye: "..."

  Is this called suffering?

   Isn’t this called atrocious?

  He got up from the ground, pinched his tiger's jaw hard, and said with a dark face: "You mean I will die at fifty?"

   "The good and bad fortune predicted by the current pulse is shown in this way."

   "How reliable can you be?"

  Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "If there is no turning point, nine out of ten."

  Song Ye's face turned pale again, but he caught the meaning of her words and almost rushed over: "You mean there is a turning point?"

   "Fate is not static. As long as one line changes, the rest of the lines will follow. This change will not be the original direction." Qin Liuxi chuckled: "General, the way of heaven is fair."

  Song Ye smiled wryly: "The way of heaven is fair, I judge that parents are not enough, and bereavement is not enough. It is not counted until death. Is this still a father?"

   "But didn't God guide you to come to me? I may be a turning point in the general's fate."

  Song Ye was startled.

  He stared at Qin Liuxi without opening his mouth for a long time. After a long while, he took two steps back and cupped his hands to her: "Master, please save me. Is it possible that after my body is recuperated, the pulse of my life will change?"

  Qin Liuxi laughed, and said: "The body is very important, but the fate is probably higher than it, because it changes and you will be weak. The general's face is actually not a short-lived person."

  Song Ye was puzzled. Just now she said that she would not live to be fifty?

  Qin Liuxi pondered for a while: "I doubt it, someone cursed you, general, with the art of hating victory."

   What's more serious, it may be that the ancestral grave has been passive.

  (end of this chapter)