All Hail Cousin Brother

"Whether the embroidery is good or not is second to none, the most important thing is your intentions." Madam Xu glanced at the copybooks of "The Medicine Master's Classic" hanging on the wall, "Great View of Qingyuan Courtyard": "The things that Master Biao gave to my sister are all my own. It’s not good for my sister to use an ink pen. Every time I return a gift, it’s a common gift, so I should be more dedicated.”

Having said that, Yu Youyao was indeed a little ashamed, and after seeing the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, she felt a little shaken in her heart: "But, the embroidery is not good, and my cousin can't wear it out of the house either!"

Xu Momo smiled and said: "It's okay to wear it on your head if you don't go out."

Thinking that she hadn't embroidered anything seriously, Yu Youyao still hesitated: "Let's forget it, Chunxiao is pretty good, let her embroider a sachet with green bamboo pattern."

Nanny Xu sighed softly, whether to give presents or not is the second priority, the main reason is that the younger sister is too careless about female celebrities.

At this moment, Dongmei walked into the room holding a scroll in her hand: "Miss, Master Biao sent someone to send you a picture."

"Show me quickly." Yu Youyao smiled and frowned, quickly took the scroll from Dongmei, and opened it carefully.

The pure white Shengxuan shimmers on the lake and mountains, and a branch of spring apricot slantly shines on the water. It is the flowers that are in full bloom, beautiful and charming, and extremely beautiful.

There are only a few strokes, but they are desolate and sparse, with appropriate shades!

Yu Youyao was full of amazement, and looked at a line of small poems above: "Words are not true white, and words are not as red as red. Please be red and white, don't look at Tiangong. Cousin's paintings are so beautiful."

It's just why my cousin suddenly gave her the painting for no reason?

Still apricot blossoms!

Could it be to remind her that the sachet promised to be given to him has not yet been delivered?

It only takes five or six days to make a sachet, but it has been ten days since Baoning Temple came back, Yu Youyao was ashamed, and handed over the painting to Dongmei, asking her to have someone frame it and hang it in the house.

"Mommy, let's go to the Xiulou!" Nanny was right, what my cousin gave her was his own pen and ink, and it's not easy to borrow someone else's hand in return.

Isn't it just a sachet?

Bone plastic surgery is so painful, and etiquette is so hard, she has persisted one by one, how can a mere sachet beat her?

In the green courtyard, Zhou Linghuai was sitting on the porch, and Sun Bo squinted his eyes as if he was asleep, stroking his long beard and feeling his pulse.

In the spider plant, small lavender flowers hang down like a small bunch of wisteria flowers, exuding a faint fragrance.

After a while, Uncle Sun opened his eyes: "The young master is injured in the spinal cord, resulting in qi stagnation and blood stagnation, his legs are numb and unconscious, unable to move, and the root qi is injured, resulting in qi deficiency and blood weakness, which cannot be replenished." If the vitality cannot be preserved in the body, it will damage the destiny and lifespan. In the past three years, the old man has tried his best, but he can only help the young master to recuperate his vitality, so that the young master can live a few more years."

Three years ago, Uncle Sun asserted that he would not live to be twenty. Zhou Linghuai had heard this many times, and he no longer took it seriously.

Five years was indeed short, but it was enough for him to carefully plan and avenge his parents.

Zhou Linghuai lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the book, but he couldn't read a single word. For some reason, the bright smile of the little girl appeared in front of his eyes, and his chest couldn't help being blocked.

Uncle Sun hesitated and said, "Actually, the young master's legs are not helpless."

The first time he heard this, Zhou Linghuai, who had long accepted his crippled legs, couldn't help feeling ups and downs, unable to restrain himself, but soon, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes, and his heart became silent

Even if there is a way, I am afraid that there is little hope.

Otherwise, Uncle Sun would not have kept it a secret from him until now.

Uncle Sun sighed softly: "The Sun family has practiced medicine for generations. There was once a king of medicine in the ancestors who created a set of acupuncture methods of "Qi Chong Nei Acupoints". There are tens of thousands of intractable and miscellaneous diseases, among which there are diseases similar to yours, using the method of qi rushing to the inner acupoints, dissolving in the blood, the meridians will be unblocked, and the legs will heal."

Zhou Linghuai took a tight breath,

The hand resting on the knee suddenly tightened: "What other conditions are needed to perform this set of acupuncture?"

Sun Bo nodded his head: "Qi rushing to the inner acupoint is to mobilize the body's vitality, and to use Qi to move the Qi. If your bones are damaged, the vitality cannot be retained. This way of saving people is a life-threatening talisman for you. , So I didn’t tell you about this before, I nourish you with the medicine of invigorating the blood and transforming the body every day, but the effect is very little.”

Zhou Linghuai slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and as his clenched fists gradually loosened, he also regained his composure.

"However," Uncle Sun changed the subject, and his tone was a bit complicated: "Recently, the old man discovered that the young master's bones have turned for the better. It must be that the medicinal diet delivered by Miss Yu every day has worked. The government does not pass on the secret recipe."

The inheritance of "Jiu Min" has a long history, and almost all of them have some unknown means.

As far as he knows, the Xie Mansion in Quanzhou is a well-known Longevity Mansion. The Xie family is physically stronger than the average person, and even lives longer than the average person. Seventy years is rare in ancient times, but Xie's mansion is not uncommon. , Mrs. Xie, who is now the head of the Xie family, is seventy-three years old, and he is still as powerful as a tiger.

Zhou Linghuai pursed the corner of his lower lip lightly, his expression was indifferent. These days, Uncle Sun had mentioned the Xie Mansion's secret recipe in front of him more than once.

"Master," Uncle Sun squinted at the young master, seeing his indifferent expression, he said helplessly, "If you can use this secret recipe to nourish your vitality and strengthen your vitality, maybe in a few years, your body will be able to recover." By enduring the method of qi rushing into the inner acupoints, the legs can resume walking, even if the young master's leg disease cannot be cured, the young master's fundamentals can be preserved, and the young master can live for at least ten years, or even longer."

It's a pity that he secretly researched it for a month, but he had no clue.

Zhou Linghuai did not speak.

Uncle Sun wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he saw Chang An walking over.

Zhou Linghuai looked up at him: "Cousin took the painting, did you say anything?"

"Nurse Xu is teaching Miss Cousin, so don't bother me, so I handed over the painting to Dongmei." Chang An lowered his head.

Zhou Linghuai raised his eyes, and saw an apricot tree in the yard. The branches were pink and white and soft. It was transplanted a few days ago.

The little girl's sweet voice suddenly sounded next to my ears: "...the apricot blossoms here are blooming beautifully. I want to pick a branch and go home to make a sachet for my cousin to wear."

It's ten days in a flash!

Uncle Sun didn't pay attention to his strangeness, and sighed again: "Young master's legs are expected to recover, so I need to be more careful in the future. I will make some medicinal oil for clearing meridian and activating collaterals later, and teach Chang An a set of massage techniques." , Let Changan massage you three times a day, and soak your legs with decoction before going to bed to prevent your legs from shrinking."

The young master didn't want to resort to tricks, so he had no choice but to ask Miss Yu for the secret recipe. Fortunately, Miss Yu took care of the young master, and a cup of medicinal food every day would do the trick.