Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

Chapter 885: Little magic stick, just take a look at it

Mu Xi took Qin Liuxi into Minghui's Zen courtyard. The place was in a mess. Minghui's personal servant Wu Dong opened the bag and scattered it all over the floor, but couldn't find the medicine.

"The medicine hasn't been found yet? Everyone is a waste! We know he has a heart disease, so he should carry the medicine with him. It's not enough for one person to carry it. Everyone has to carry one or two pills in case of emergency. It depends on you. I am afraid that not all of these servants have ulterior motives and have been instigated by others. I wish this brat would go to the West as soon as possible and then see the Ming family wiped out!" Mu Xi's venomous tongue started again, and she was completely furious.

This little temper is really unbearable.

Ming Hui's lack of natural endowment is something that Quan Sheng Kyoto knows. He has a congenital heart disease. He can live to be twelve years old because of God's blessing. He eats incense ashes under the Buddha all the year round... No, eating incense and fire gas can only bring this blessing.

Coupled with the fact that the imperial doctor continued to support his Ping An pulse and adjusted the prescriptions all the time, he was able to survive for another round.

With such a frame, it can fall over in the wind and cannot be lifted. It is as fragile as a glass doll. Shouldn't it be more careful and careful?

With a physique that belongs to Yin like my own, it was not until I was hung up with amulets of peace made by eminent monks and masters that I was protected from being attacked by lonely ghosts, and I almost made my way to heaven.

With Ming Hui's weak constitution, everyone who is supposed to be serving him should carry medicine with him so that his illness can be alleviated by medicine, including himself.

 But what about the facts?

 With such a search for medicine, these servants will not survive even an hour in Chengenhou Mansion!

Udon’s face changed drastically: “The medicine is gone.”

Mu Xi was startled: "What do you mean the medicine is gone? I must have been right, right? Someone was really incited to rebel?"

 “I did it!”

Um?

This voice…

Everyone looked over and saw Ming Hui panting in pain, pressing her chest, and showing a perverted smile.

"What did you do? Did you hide the medicine?" Mu Xi's eyes widened.

 “The bucket of respect has been poured out.”

 Everyone: “?”

Damn it, this ancestor is seeking his own death!

Mu Xi sneered: "You should have told me if you wanted to die. Why bother? Just stab yourself. That's it. Just pull it across and the blood will flow into the basin. You're dead!"

 He gestured to his aorta and snorted sadly.

 “You need to take care of it!” Ming Hui glared at him.

“It looks like he can’t die, little magic stick, let’s go!” Mu Xi looked at Udon: “If he can’t die, take him down the mountain as soon as possible, so as not to die in the temple and injure the monks in the temple.”

Udon came back to his senses and wanted to accuse the young master, but he didn't dare. Tears flowed from his eyes.

 This was not the first time he had done it, and he thought the medicine was too big to be eaten.

　　Mu Shizi is right, they should each hide one pill close to their bodies in case they need it in case of emergencies, and also to prevent the mistress from throwing away the medicine.

Minghui felt a sharp pain in her chest, and finally couldn't help but fainted.

It is quite now.

Mu Xi did not leave, but pulled Qin Liuxi over: "Hurry and take a look."

It's really hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Udon Yidan.

"If you want this little **** to die, just stop him. Look at his face, which is green. This is the young master of Qingping Temple. He is so powerful. She saved Mrs. Lin." Mu Xi said fiercely: "Get out of my way and let her check her pulse!" Udon had heard of Mrs. Lin's incident. After the old prince heard about it, he wanted to go to Prime Minister Lin for a recommendation, just to see the young master. This heart disease could not be cured, but at that time, Qin Liuxi had already left, so I had to give up!

So this young man is the powerful doctor who sees the dragon but never sees its end?

Mu Xi pulled Udong away and glared at the guard who wanted to draw his sword. Then she looked at Qin Liuxi respectfully and said, "Just take a look at it. If it can be cured, then treat it. If it can't be cured, that's fine." His life!"

 Udon and the guard: "!"

Hui Quan also said a Buddhist salute at this time and said: "Amitabha, I'm sorry to bother you little benefactor."

Qin Liuxi saw that Ming Hui's face was dull, his nails were black, and his brows were furrowed. He felt for his pulse first, and found that his heart was beating too fast and he was out of breath. Puncture the Shenmen and Neiguan points.

Udon's heart was about to jump out of his chest. He wanted to stop it, but Mu Xi covered his mouth and warned in a low voice: "Shut up."

Hui Quan said softly: "Donor, don't worry. This little benefactor is a rare master of medicine in Taoism. He can be regarded as the best among Taoist doctors. Don't worry, this is what the host said."

Udon and the others were shocked. It was actually Master Jingci who presided over the comment?

Qin Liuxi twisted the needle and inserted it. After a few breaths, he felt Minghui's pulse. His heartbeat was not as fast as before.

The deficiency of qi, blood, yin and yang caused by insufficient congenital endowment makes the body weak, the heart is deprived of nourishment, and the blood supply to the heart is insufficient. It is easy to have shortness of breath and angina pectoris, which can lead to heart palpitations. This young man is also congenitally poor in heart pulse, which is really troublesome.

 The heart and the blood supply system are also closely related. If the heart is not well, the blood will be difficult to nourish. If the blood supply is not supplied, the heart will be bad, creating a dead cycle.

“Did you eat fried food before?” Qin Liuxi looked at Udon.

Udon was startled and replied honestly: "At the foot of the mountain, there was a vendor selling fried shrimp cakes with meat in them. It smelled very fragrant. The young prince was so upset that he bought one and only ate two bites."

"With a body like his, it is not suitable to eat fried and spicy food, because frying and burning will accumulate heat and turn into fire, producing phlegm and damaging the spleen. Once the phlegm fire disturbs the heart, it will cause heart palpitations when frightened or emotional. ." Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, "The imperial physician and doctor who diagnosed his disease should have warned him."

Udon showed a wry smile: "I mentioned it before, everyone knows it, but the young prince..."

"Well, he has a stubborn streak. I've seen it and it's hard for you." Qin Liuxi twisted the needle a little deeper. Ming Hui, who was sleeping, felt pain and frowned again.

Wudong looked carefully and glanced at Qin Liuxi. Is this person trying to teach the young prince a lesson with a therapeutic needle?

He has never seen a needle that has been stabbed and then twisted a little deeper. The needle has clearly penetrated a little deeper.

 “Did he say that his hands and feet were paralyzed?”

Udon was stunned, shook his head and said: "Young Master didn't say, this is also related to heart disease?"

"The paralysis becomes stiff over time, blocking the circulation of the heart and qi and blood, which can also cause palpitations. He also ate fried food, which increased phlegm and fire, and the paralysis recurred, and this acute heart disease also occurred."

 “Can it be cured?”

"Acute heart disease is actually very dangerous. Once it occurs, if there is no medicine and no one, he will be this old." Qin Liuxi said: "Now that I have given the injection, his heartbeat has slowed down and he can breathe. That's good. I'll prescribe a prescription, you go and get through it, and then I'll give him an acupuncture to make the yin and yang energy and blood circulate harmoniously, and then he'll be fine."

 "Excuse me..."

 “Call Young Master!” Mu Xi glared at him.

 The little magic stick can only be called by him.

 (End of this chapter)