At the end of the alley of Mipu, there is a medicine shop with banners of "Cihuitang".

Because the patients came in and out, the neighbors thought it was bad luck, so the pharmacy had to open another door, and no matter whether it was to see a doctor or get medicine, they had to detour from there.

"Let's go, move your feet in front."

"Life is at stake! Get out of the way!"

Hearing the blah blah blah blah, the coachman Lao Qi stretched out his head and saw that the face of the person who was being carried was flushed and burned unconscious, and there was a big gash on the drooping arm, and the wound was soaked with water. White, foul-smelling pus——Lao Qi hastily retracted his head, and at the same time dismissed his plan to use the crowd at the door of the pharmacy to cover his whereabouts.

After a catastrophe, there will often be epidemics, and the caravan will be on the road tomorrow. He doesn't seem to have a side issue.

As for the revenge of Peng Ze's water bandits, and King Ning's secret use of troops...they have nothing to do with his old seventh.

If people in the Jianghu want to live a long life, they must learn not to ask questions and add oil to the soles of their feet.

The coachman Laoqi walked out of the alley with his head down. Behind the window on the second floor of Mipu, a toothless old man wearing a Wufu Pengshou jacket frowned and said: "Follow, don't be too tight, that guy is very slippery."

A servant next to Yuanwai immediately went downstairs without making a sound.

This seemingly old member is actually less than 50 years old. He just deliberately arched his waist and drooped his brows, with skin hanging down his face and two pieces of flesh hanging down from his cheeks. He looked fierce and old.He is no one else, it is Fengxing Pavilion's official manager here, the "out of the mountain tiger" Yuan Ting.

Among Bao Guanyong's eight apprentices, Yuan Ting ranked second.

He is also the one with the most "renown" in Jianghu, and he is not at all the same kind of person as his junior brother Zhen Shanhu.

People in the rivers and lakes don't know that they are brothers and sisters, but they are mainly nicknamed "a certain mountain tiger" and "a certain river dragon".Hold a martial arts conference, and if you call "Shaking Mountain Tiger" for safekeeping, more than a dozen people will respond.However, due to the existence of Yuan Ting, few people dared to use the nickname "Chushanhu".

Although Yuan Ting lost two front teeth due to a fight in the rivers and lakes in his early years, and was ridiculed by the people of the rivers and lakes behind his back as a "tiger knocking on the mountain"-a paper tiger that knocked on the top of the mountain without teeth, Yuan Ting is still very capable. He is not an ordinary rivers and lakes person who has read the art of war and can mount a horse to fight. Otherwise, the job of "eradicating Pengze water bandits" would not have fallen on him.

Yuan Ting looked at the aisle outside the window, thoughtful.

People who have stayed in Fengxing Pavilion for a long time have sharp eyes and ears.Yuan Ting dared to bet his own head that his master must have met someone last night and knew something important, because when he met him early this morning, Bao Guanyong's eyes were red.

His master was not a sentimental, scribbled drunken scribe who sighed and sighed all day long.

"Have you found out the identities of the two masked gangsters who came to find fault yesterday?" Yuan Ting turned his head and asked.

"No, but... a new doctor came to the pharmacy over there, and I didn't find out the history."

Yuan Ting's subordinates replied tremblingly,

Some houses inside and outside the city were damaged in the storm, and the roads were submerged by the flood. Fortunately, the county seat was on a high terrain and the water level only reached people's waists, so no major disturbances occurred.The yamen and the soldiers are busy cleaning up the ruins. If they are left alone, the corpses of people and livestock will rot in the hot summer, and plague will soon break out.

With such a mess and lack of manpower, the city gate checks are not strict.

Many caravans lost their luggage and had to go to the Yamen to re-apply for directions. When they entered the city, they would pass with some money. At this time, it was very difficult to track the whereabouts of outsiders.

"The doctor in the pharmacy is in his prime and has no beard. He looks like a well-known scribe, not a doctor."

"Suspicious?" Yuan Ting asked with a frown.

"No, it doesn't count." The subordinate said hesitantly, "On this day alone, he has treated more than 50 people in the shop, whether it was a cold, cough, fall or bruise, and even a woman who had a difficult labor day and night. The baby was delivered..."

Although the doctor can treat all kinds of diseases at this time, bruises are far behind gynecology.

"Did you deliver the baby yourself?" Yuan Ting asked in surprise.

It's not that he is rare, it's just that in this situation, most people can only go to the pharmacy to ask a doctor to take a look. Doctors are not willing to go, and they just feel the pulse and prescribe a prescription to induce labor.This can't be blamed on the doctors, men and women are different, sometimes the lives of both the child and the woman are saved, and the woman is forced to death by the mother-in-law's family when she turns around.

"It's a woman from a family in the east of the city. Her husband was crushed to death by tiles blown down by the wind three days ago. It is said that he was frightened at that time. This posthumous child can't do anything wrong, so his family worked together to bring the woman over. Yes. Although human life is at stake, most people will shirk this matter. After all, if no one writes a document to let the woman's in-laws draw a bond, they may have to go to court, but the doctor nodded without saying a word, and the child was born in a quarter of an hour. Come out, it is said that one step later will kill two people."

Yuan Ting's subordinates nodded with a complicated expression, and added, "No, the news that there is a miracle doctor attending Cihui Hall has already spread. Otherwise, it would be dark, why would there be so many people standing in front of the pharmacy?"

Yuan Ting frowned deeply. The genius doctors in Jiangnan said that there were not many, and there were not many. Their whereabouts were one of the sources of income for Fengxing Pavilion.

No matter whether they are officials or businessmen, people from the rivers and lakes or scholars, they will inevitably spend money to find the whereabouts of miracle doctors and find hope for healing for themselves or their families.Sometimes they even have to spend an extra sum of money to ask Fengxing Pavilion which genius doctor is more suitable.

Not to mention the miracle doctor from outside, even if it is a miracle doctor who popped out from the cracks in the rocks, as long as he has cured intractable diseases in a certain place, he will be recorded, and he has been recording and paying attention to the whereabouts of this miracle doctor since then, sometimes He will show up in disguise to help the genius doctor solve some troubles.

A living miracle doctor who is willing to treat people can bring a lot of money to Fengxing Pavilion every year.

Even if they don't have the ambition to help the world and save people, but only focus on "money", everyone in Fengxing Pavilion is very motivated.

"There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the rivers and lakes. Maybe there are masters that even our Fengxing Pavilion doesn't know. As for the miracle doctor that we don't even know..."

Yuan Ting paused, that doesn't exist at all!

It is necessary to know that medical knowledge also has inheritance, and there are indeed self-taught medical books, but they have never seen so many "patients" and do not have enough "pulse records" in their hands. of.

"This...could it be from Jiangbei?" Yuan Ting's subordinate asked tentatively.

Yuan Ting's eyebrows twitched, and he finally realized what he had overlooked.

Meng Guoshi and that doctor Mo have already crossed the south of the Yangtze River.

Although the intelligence said that they were in Jingzhou, which was already close to Luling County, there were not one or two strange things that happened to Meng Guoshi.

"That Doctor Mo seems to be the disciple of Divine Doctor Qin?" Yuan Ting asked suddenly.

"There is such a saying..."

No matter how fast the Fengxing Pavilion's information was, it was still a little unclear about the places thousands of miles away, especially with the urgent information about Xiliang people and A Furong, the other news was a step behind.

When mentioning Qin Lu, Yuan Ting thought of Immortal Peng from Lingyao Village, and thought again, it's done!The two masked men who came to inquire about Peng Ze's water bandits were Meng Qi Moli!

"Where's the shopkeeper? Come on, go to the pharmacy and line up! I'll go to the doctor with the shopkeeper later." Yuan Ting's spirit lifted, and all the calculations of the interests of the family and the country were swept away in his mind, and his eyes were full of tears. is eager.

Shopkeeper Bao has been saying for the past month that he is getting older and his health is not as good as before, and he does not want to go out more.

Yuan Ting wanted to find a miraculous doctor for his master, but shopkeeper Bao didn't like it, so his temper hardened, he blew his beard and stared, and sprayed his apprentice far away.If it weren't for the old man scolding people, he was full of energy, and he didn't seem to have any serious illness. Yuan Ting would have thought of sweating medicine to turn Bao's treasurer into numbness and carry him to the doctor. ah!

So over there, Bao Guanyong was happily talking about his eight apprentices to his former boss, when someone knocked on the door and came in in a blink of an eye, Meng Qi jumped onto the beam, watching Bao the shopkeeper furiously scolded Yuan Ting who had entered the door at that time Yuan Ting ignored the spittle-filled face, and walked away with the old man on his arm.

—to the pharmacy?See Doctor Mo? !

Meng Qi rolled his eyes, and quietly popped a finger.

Shopkeeper Bao's back softened, he lost his breath, and was immediately helped out by Yuan Ting.

A group of people, some in the open and some in the dark, went to the Cihui Hall in such a mighty way.

The two doctors in the Cihui Hall watched the black carp drop the silver needle, and then took a knife that had been roasted by fire to remove the carrion from the wound on the arm of the patient who had just been sent. The high fever persists and the teeth are clenched, and the boiled medicine cannot be poured down. The patient can only rely on the patient's strong physique and willpower to bear it.

Now that there are other ways to use it, they naturally watched intently.

As Mo Li started to work, he told them when the acupuncture points were injected, how long the needles were kept, whether the patients were young, old, or women.

Seeing that the pus and carrion were all gone, and the bright red blood flowed out, the ink carp carefully applied the powder on it.

He dictated the prescription, and when the apprentices from the pharmacy rushed to grab the medicine, Mo Li broke down the relationship between the monarch, minister and assistant envoy in this prescription, and tried his best to give the doctor at Cihuitang a suitable prescription when he encountered a different patient next time. prescription.

Mo Li spoke very quickly, but concisely and clearly. He did not bite the words and dragged the sentences from ancient medical books.

When Meng Qi slipped in, he saw Mo Li cleaning his hands in the hot water basin, and the servant next to him was holding a hot towel and the other tea, with a respectful expression.

Such a situation was never seen when Mo Li first stepped into Cihui Hall.

Mo Li wanted to come here yesterday to buy some medicinal materials, but he ran into a young man who was bitten by a poisonous snake, half of his legs were bruised and swollen, and his face was black. I don't know what kind of poisonous snake it is, but to prevent the poison from attacking the heart, I had to cut off one leg.

These days, if one is missing a leg, it is more difficult to live than to die. Mo Li can only "try", because he does not know the condition of the poison without a pulse diagnosis.

Mo Li not only possesses internal strength and is proficient in medical skills, but has also read two manuscripts written by Xue Lingjun, so he is very familiar with the process of poisoning the qi and blood meridians and affecting the viscera.

So the young man not only saved his life, but also his leg.

As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a silk thread. Only this poisoning, once it gets better, the complexion will change immediately, the pulse and breathing will get better, and anyone with long eyes can see that the ink carp has taken a life from the hand of Hades.The doctors at Cihuitang went from stunned to convinced, but yesterday they were "exchanging medical skills", but today they seem to be "seeking medical skills".

Because there is no shortage of people with excellent medical skills in Jiangnan, but there are very few people like Mo Li who are so unselfish, it's hard not to respect them.

"Isn't this Shopkeeper Bao? Your old body has always been strong, why don't you feel comfortable? Please sit here!"

When Bao Guanyong and Yuan Ting came in, Mo Li's expression remained unchanged.

The boy from the pharmacy went up to greet him, but the doctor from Cihuitang frowned quietly, and said to Mo Li in a low voice: "This shopkeeper Bao is from a rice shop in front of the alley. He may have been a soldier in the army when he was young, and he is so strong Very often, I can only wear a jacket in winter. Recently, I don’t know if it’s because the younger members of the family are not filial, or because they are old and have a bad temper, and they always pretend to be sick. They grumbled at home that they were uncomfortable, and invited us away Go, let me get the pulse... Good guy, people in their seventies are in good shape like boys. You said that ordinary people always have some minor problems that need to be recuperated, such as spleen deficiency, lumbar muscle strain, even older people There is no kidney yang deficiency! What kind of prescription can I prescribe? I can only say that people are getting older, and there are always uncomfortable places in the joints, and the medicine is not worth it. Just keep it and don’t get tired.”

"No." Another doctor also whispered angrily, "His family doesn't believe it, and has seen all the doctors in the city."

All the people in the room who have practiced martial arts: "..."

Yuan Ting frowned. It's not that he hadn't heard these words, but he insisted that it was due to the lack of medical skills.

Ordinary doctors who don't know martial arts may not be able to see the root cause of the disease of the Jianghu people.

Yuan Ting only knew that his master used to be a general of the Chu Dynasty. He was framed and exiled to the southern miasma.

Bao Guanyong: "..."

Itchy mouth, want to spray apprentice.

This apprentice is good at everything and has great abilities, but he is rigid and has a single mind.

Meng Qi who was hiding in the dark almost laughed out loud.

Mo Li glanced at Fang Liang, and calmly asked Shopkeeper Bao, who was sitting in front of him, to extend his hand.

Bao Guanyong had guessed Mo Li's identity a long time ago. Since Meng Guoshi is nearby, who is this genius doctor who suddenly appeared?

Although he often pretended to be sick, he pretended to be sick in front of the disciples of Divine Doctor Qin, and under the eyes of his old boss.

"..."

While taking the pulse, Mo Li wondered why Bao Guanyong pretended to be sick. To be honest, showing him the pulse also wanted to persuade shopkeeper Bao to go home early, so as not to delay other people outside waiting to see the doctor.

At this time, the "gerbil" on the beam gave Mo Li a move:

"Ah Li, my old subordinate was actually invited out of the mountain by Mr. Qiu, the counselor of King Ning.

"His eldest disciple is in Luling County, the second disciple is the one in front of him, and the other disciples have only learned a little skill, scattered across the country.

"Paying over the water bandits was run by Yuan Ting. He hasn't shown his face much in recent years. Now he just pretends to be sick. Guess what he wants to do?"

Mo Li asked knowingly via voice transmission: "He and that counselor are not of the same mind anymore, and Yuan Ting is still wholeheartedly working for that counselor?"

"Yes and no." Meng Qi said slowly, "Pavilion Master Qiu's father was kind to him, and what he is doing now is to restore the Chu Dynasty,"

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