Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Hearing 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, switched hands after one pulse, and frowned 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 child", 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 child, he had a child, 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 genitals are not strong, and it is indeed difficult to conceive."

Song Ye's face became even more gloomy.

"However, it's not that the general has never had a child. It means that your essence has a foundation. Precisely take medicine to regulate the yin and yang of the body, actively take decoctions, and adjust the kidney essence, and 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 it, 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 listened to the doctor's advice to take medicine, and even followed the doctor's advice to reduce sexual intercourse 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, unglamorous 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, he couldn't help but feel a little hot when he heard this, he coughed, and said falteringly: "It's just long and thin, sometimes it has nocturnal urine, and it ticks a few times."

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 couldn't explain it in words: "..."

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 intercourse last?"

Song Ye: "!"

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

Just as he was about to speak, Qin Liuxi seemed to see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Tell the doctor frankly that the treatment will not be delayed, and the doctor will know how to use medicine and needles."

Song Ye: "..."

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

"The general's housework is weak, and he must also be tired and weak. He is also worried about his sister's illness. He is too worried and has insomnia and dreams. It's no wonder that 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 turned gloomy, and he said, "She is also in trouble. Once she loses her son at a young age, she will collapse."

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows: "Is it also a bereavement?"

"Yes, I came here to reorder the coffin for my nephew, whose 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, it didn't mean 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 with me."

"Okay, please hold out your hand."

Song Ye was stunned, and stretched out his 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 fortune. I just say it, the general just listen."

Song Ye became even more curious.

Qin Liuxi put two fingers 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.

"When I was ten years old, I lost my parents, and I lived with my younger sister."

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

"Twenty fallen grass bandits, took advantage of the military chaos to revolt and became a hero. Five years later, they were recruited, dressed in red clothes, high-spirited, lost their eldest son at thirty, lost their second son at thirty-seven, and hanged themselves because of their first wife thinking about their children. In their prime, they were weak."

Song Ye was trembling all over, with a frightened look on his face.

He claimed to be a person who has seen strong winds and waves, but right now he felt chills from the bottom of his heart.

He has seen many bluffing and deceitful magic sticks, and he has also seen some real skills, but it is the first time that he has been able to cut off the first half of his life by relying on the pulse.

It's just a kid!

Capable regardless of age.

Song Ye choked on his saliva like a light on his back.

"The spirit is not solid and has no children, the younger sister is lost in the prime of life, the soul returns to the mansion after knowing the destiny, 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 general's life is as bitter as coptis!"

Song Ye: "..."

Is this suffering?

This must be called inhumane, right?

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

"This is how the good and bad fortune predicted by today's pulse is shown."

"How accurate 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 grasped 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 lead to 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 and parents are not enough, and the loss of sons and wives is not enough. It only counts when you die. Is this still fair?"

"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 for a long time without opening his mouth, and after a long while, he took two steps back and cupped his hands to her: "Master, please save me, does it mean that my fate and pulse will change after my body is recuperated?"

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 long while: "I suspect that someone cursed you with the art of hating victory, General."

More seriously, it may be that the ancestral grave has been passive.