Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

Xing Wen himself is a doctor and has seen a lot of women, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He just asked the servant to choose a brighter candle and then washed his hands and went into battle.

From the first dimension to the Fengchi point, 20 times each, this is not bad

The second step is to hold the Feng Chi more than 10 times, and use the thumb tip to rub both sides of the neck, 15-20 times on each side, and then press Feishu, Geshen

Finally, rub the chest and abdomen horizontally, then rub the waist and back, using heat as a measure, and finally rub the spine and bladder meridians on both sides.

Mo Yuanxun's unusual cooperation allowed him to turn over as soon as he turned over. However, although the intensity of his writing was well controlled, Mo Yuanxun remained silent. I don't know whether he was sad or comfortable.

It seems that he is also a person who has great endurance skills, but occasionally he will let out one or two coughs. In this silent night, it is particularly clear. He concentrates on writing, but in his mind, he is thinking about what if this person's illness is cured.

Will the sound sound better?

So I had a goal and became motivated. In just half a month, Xingwen had already become a close friend with the old doctor he invited. This old doctor had been helping the world for most of his life. He didn't expect that there would be a younger generation with medical skills that could rival him.

Even better, but because in modern times, people rely more on Western medicine to treat diseases, so the writing and understanding of the use and understanding of traditional Chinese medicine are not as profound as the old doctor.

Mo Yuanxun's illness is basically gone. As long as he doesn't go out on windy days, it's generally fine. As long as he keeps applying it, he'll be worry-free for the rest of his life. However, he still uses makeup every day to make himself look terminally ill. Although the writing is very sensitive to this.

Curious, but this is someone else's housework, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself

However, due to the application, even though the sheets were changed every day on the bed, there was still a medicinal smell, and Mo Yuanxun always slept on the floor, which made Mo Yuanxun lose the opportunity to start.

The weather was fine that day, and those who were exposed to the sun just wanted to sleep. Xing Wen was sitting listlessly at the door basking in the sun. The old doctor came on time with a medicine box on his back. As soon as they met, he greeted the familiar Xing Wen: "I'm busy again, come quickly."

Share the medicine with me!"

"Oh" he leaned over slowly, and the old doctor chuckled, "Are you planning to live like this for the rest of your life? Do you have any other plans? I think if you continue like this, you will get moldy sooner or later!"

The old doctor has been a doctor all his life, so there is no way he can't tell the difference between a boy and a girl. Although he was surprised at first, but later on when the text told him the truth, he started to feel sympathy for him.

"Of course there is a plan!" The originally lazy expression became lively, "I am the one who wants to marry a wife! I will leave after his condition is completely under control in a few days."

"Alas..." There was a look of reluctance on the old doctor's face. After finally finding someone he could talk to, is he leaving? "Everyone has his own destiny... But this prescription for treating asthma is for you.

Can I stay here? I have always wanted to find a recipe like this, but no one knows about it." The medical skills here are not as complete as modern ones. Xing Wen nodded. He naturally wanted to help more people.

The days passed by so leisurely. A few days ago, I heard that Mo Yuanxun's cousin was forced to marry, but the marriage partner was not her brother Mo. Because of a very unruly reason, the parents of the rich young man expressed dissatisfaction, and finally gave her to her.

Made a concubine

I'm afraid this is what the old doctor said, everyone has his own destiny