Baiyun ambition

"Why are you free today?"

"Come to Lao Ge, I heard from him that your father suffered from lumbar spondylosis, he couldn't get out of bed, he couldn't move a step, I'll come and see him."

Lu Chizhang said: "He asked for it himself. He squatted in the field for [-] hours to catch a snake. He only caught a few seedlings thinner than loaches and brought them back to make wine."

Yan Xiru took a plate of walnuts from the counter, grabbed a handful and stuffed them into Yu Fangyun's pocket: "Your father really deserves to be a contemporary Shennong. Wherever there are grass, snakes, insects and ants, there is him."

Seeing him stealing things blatantly, Yu Fangyun took two steps back to draw a line with him, but Yan Xiru pulled him back and said, "It's okay, he can't see."

Lu Chizhang smiled slightly and raised his head: "It's okay, I can't see."

The man looked at him, his left eye was blurred behind the lens, and he couldn't find a spot of light. "This one has a vision of [-] since childhood, and is almost blind without glasses. And this one..." Lu Chizhang pressed his hand on the left eyepatch, and said lightly, "It was just blinded by being poked."

When Yu Fangyun heard this, his shoulders trembled imperceptibly, and Yan Xiru supported his waist from behind.

Lu Chizhang asked: "Aren't you going to see my dad? He's lying in the courtyard. He has nothing to do. Why do you beg him?"

"The old lady asked me to ask for Zizhen Ointment. But if old man Lu is unwilling to do it, he can hand over the prescription. The old lady said that she is willing to exchange her grandson for the secret recipe."

"My dad's back disease is serious, and resting for a few days now can only relieve some symptoms. You know the old man's temper, and he will not go to the hospital for surgery if he dies of pain. He thinks it is a waste of money to see a doctor. After he came back, he I started to get sulky and lay down for several days." Lu Chizhang smiled nicely, "Doctor Yan must find a way to get the old man to sit up before talking, otherwise all the talk will be useless."

Yan Xiru shook his head: "I don't know how to cure my back disease, but I recently got a little fairy who has a wonderful hand and rejuvenation, and I brought it here specially for your dad."

Yu Fangyun didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, and was suddenly pushed forward.

"He is very good at acupuncture and moxibustion. One needle can cure a headache, three needles can pass the whole body's Qi and blood, and a few more needles can make the rooster lay eggs." Yan Xiru leaned on the counter and opened his mouth to come, "Boss Lu, my baby teacher My nephew will heal your dad's waist, and your dad will teach me how to make ointment."

"..." Yu Fangyun panicked, stepped into Yan Xiru's ear, and lowered his voice, "Are you crazy, uncle! How can I show off my three-legged kung fu in front of a knowledgeable doctor? How can I guarantee that he will be cured?" !"

The breath made his ears itchy, and the man's limp body was still leaning against him desperately.Yan Xiru couldn't stand still, and then pinched Yu Fangyun's back and pressed it against the top of his skull: "I didn't let you really heal, but if you can heal a little, it's enough if you can move, and you don't need to be too agile. The main thing is to take advantage of that time." When the old man is not paying attention, get me the ointment."

Yu Fangyun glared at him, and said angrily, "Why don't you do it yourself!"

The other party froze: "Then I'm not a little fairy."

Walking to the inner courtyard, Yu Fangyun looked back again, and saw his master uncle reaching out to grab the peeled walnut meat from the plate, and Lu Chizhang precisely knocked on the back of his hand, and lowered his head resentfully, how could he have a simple and thick face like usual? look.Yan Xiru is not shy like a normal person, and the more unfamiliar he is, the thicker his skin is like a city wall, but the ones he is really familiar with... Thinking of this, Yu Fangyun felt a little resentful.

Lu Fuding was lying on his stomach on the bed, and he refused to touch him at first, and he was very weak with his waist supported.Yu Fangyun pressed his waist twice, and the old man suddenly let go: "Then you... just try it, don't prick your head."

Fortunately, I have been supplementing the acupuncture scriptures recently, and temporarily memorized some acupuncture point combinations and acupuncture techniques. Otherwise, my uncle would push me out like this, and my eyes would be smeared, and the gods would fall down.Yu Fangyun pierced a total of fourteen needles on his waist, closed the two needles of Juxu, lit the moxibustion box and placed it horizontally on the waist acupoints, used the method of lifting, inserting, reinforcing and reducing to disperse Qi on the Ashi point, and then moxibustion with moxa sticks .

The temperature in the moxibustion box gradually rose, and the smell of moxa diffused, and Lu Fuding's lower back also warmed up, feeling that the veins in the entire waist were slowly stretched and activated.After being stiff for so many days, he finally felt a little blissful and relaxed. He raised his eyelids and looked at Yu Fangyun beside the bed: "Young man, you are very good. Where did you learn the skill? Do you make this at home?"

Yu Fangyun confessed that he learned the skill by cramming.In addition to being good at choosing prescriptions, making soups and ointments, his father also taught himself acupuncture and moxibustion, but he didn't have time to teach him these things.It was a pity for Lu Fuding to hear this: "It would be great if your father trained you well, it would be a waste to waste your talent."

No matter how early, at most six or seven years old, Yu Fangyun thought of this, and the joy of being praised was also left in the cold. Then he thought that Lu Fuding's skills and prescriptions had not been passed on to his son. I don't know if he felt that pity.It's a pity that Lu Chizhang looks talented, gentle and refined, but he is blind and blind.

A large part of the moxa had been burned, Yu Fangyun thought of his uncle's instructions, hesitated for a while, and finally found an entry point. "Master Lu, my dad can also make Zizhen Ointment, but he doesn't know it's different from your recipe?"

Lu Fuding was slightly surprised, and raised his eyelids: "Your father can also make Zizhen ointment? Isn't he a herbal medicine seller, can he get this precious prescription?"

"Well, he opened a small pharmacy, but my grandfather was also a big pharmacist in his generation, and he has many ancestral prescriptions. Although they were all destroyed later..." Yu Fangyun paused, and did not explain in detail , "There is nothing left in my father's hands. The storefront in Chang'an Town was bought from someone else."

Lu Fuding immediately raised his arms to look at him: "Your father, is your father Yu Mingfu from Chang'an Town?"

Yu Fangyun was also taken aback: "Master, do you know my dad?"

"Why are you still calling me master!" The other side raised his neck and said loudly, "You should call me uncle! Oh no, master uncle!"

The moxibustion stick in Yu Fangyun's hand fluttered and fell into a cloud of ashes—the previous uncle hadn't finished serving him, so here's another one? !

The old man in this room is busy identifying relatives, the boss is idle at the counter ordering medicine, Yan Xiru can't find anything to do alone, and glanced at his face: "I see that there are documents posted on the wall, and your place will be demolished this year." ?"

Lu Chizhang replied: "It's coming soon. The next door has been demolished, and we haven't been here for a few days."

"Then your father's precious medicines and ointments, if they are all taken apart, where do you put them?" Yan Xiru reached into his medicine bowl, twirled some flower seeds and sniffed it, it was quite fragrant.

"The old man had a big fight with me about having surgery for his back disease, and he got so angry that he didn't care about it when he lay there."

"Then you go back to the hospital. If you don't go to Tongshan, Zhetaki will do. I have talked with Ge Chongshan, and he has come to you several times himself. There is always a shortage of manpower there."

Lu Chizhang refused: "I don't want to go back to the hospital, neither Zhetaki nor Tongshan."

"Where else can you go if you don't go back to the hospital? Are you really going to spend a lifetime of medicine?" Yan Xiru's patience was originally shallow, but now it suddenly bottomed out, and he stopped beating around the bush. Depressed because one eye was injured, I shrank my head and hid in this kind of place for fear of being hurt again. But do you think you are still the same Lu Chizhang ten years ago, no matter where you poke, you are different from the crowd? You are so depressing and decadent It’s the same! Even if you hide here for the rest of your life, those who have hurt you won’t come to apologize to you!”

The other side was still calm, and sighed softly: "Yan Xiru, did you poke and blind my eye? What are you in a hurry for?"

Yan Xiru kicked the wooden board under the counter annoyed, and the board fell down with his head down: "It's not me, but it's also because I'm blind."

"It has nothing to do with you." Lu Chizhang hammered the medicine bowl calmly, "I am no longer the high-spirited me ten years ago, why are you still the you ten years ago, taking everything for granted."

Yan Xiru was so angry that he choked, grabbed the walnut meat and threw it into Lu Zhangzhang's powdered medicine, turned around and left after the disaster.

"There are really problems...they are all faults, and they are all the faults that Zheng Changyuan is used to..." He walked into the inner courtyard with his thoughts broken, and saw Yu Fangyun fanning the fire by the small stove with his knees on, and a small iron pot on the stage, cooking Wearing purple-red boiling oil, I put on an apron to avoid being splashed.

Under the pomegranate tree, the boy's waist and hips were tightly outlined by the apron, revealing his lines.

"It's finished so soon? Don't you want that sticky waist?" Yan Xiru walked up, but his eyes flicked up and down, and the apron was too tight... It must have been worn by Lu Chizhang when he was seven years old. .

Yu Fangyun looked up and saw him: "Master Lu is waiting on the bed, teaching me how to make Zizhen ointment."

Yan Xiru hooked his fingers into the strap on his shoulder: "You pierced the Tuzhen acupuncture point? I haven't said a word for several years, and he said it as soon as you asked?"

"He can't get up, because we came here specially, so he will teach me the method first."

Yan Xiru caught a glimpse of the large vat of semi-finished ointment. If the old lady saw this pot, she would not be able to jump in to take a bath.He knelt down and took the cattail fan in Yu Fangyun's hand: "I have come here more than 800 times, and I haven't seen the old man look at me more." How much, the anger is getting bigger and bigger. "Is the old man really teaching you? Isn't this just looking for an opportunity for us to do coolies for him?"

"Really, Master Lu told me everything." Yu Fangyun leaned over with his knees in his arms. The frankincense and myrrh that has been fried and dried in advance, is dried in the sun for a week, and then divided into small bowls and steamed in a pot, you must remember..." Cardamom suddenly became alert at this point, and stared up, "Master Lu didn't let me spread it. "

"Am I an outsider?" Yan Xiru slapped him in the face, blowing all his bangs up.

Yu Fangyun still gritted his teeth and did not let go.Forget it, it’s not rare to learn it, as long as it’s useful.But looking at each other face to face, Yan Xiru couldn't help but move his eyes up to the waist. He was thin and thin... Those two thin arms were also made of white porcelain. They would crack if they were knocked, and they would break when the wind blows. Porcelain is also fragile.

But the man didn't know how expensive he was, so he sat on the floor, poured all the herbs on his body and wrapped them in an apron, as if grandma was sitting on a road pier and was about to start picking cabbage leaves in the next second.

"Ge Chongshan said that you look like Lu Chizhang. I still think he is old and dim-sighted. This apron really looks like him... He also spreads herbs all over the dormitory. After class, he squats there to choose the stems of medicines."

Yu Fangyun raised his head and looked at him: "Uncle, did you have the best relationship with Senior Brother Lu in college?"

"...Why is he already a senior brother? You really don't mind raising my seniority," Yan Xiru thought for a while before answering, "No, Zheng Changyuan and I are more sympathetic, and we both think he is our mother. Lu Chizhang used to be long-winded And he loves to worry, Shen Weizhou dare not mess with him."

Yu Fangyun "poofed", and after being quiet, he sat down and loosened his apron.

"Then do you really want to help Africa?"

This question was so light that Yan Xiru was caught off guard.Everyone thought that he did everything to confront Fang Guangming, and few people asked him "whether he wants to".Uncle Master is still stubborn: "Whether I want...the conditions in Africa, you might as well ask me if I want to ask for trouble."

"Then do you want to?" Yu Fangyun asked again.The question was whether he wanted to leave the hospital, whether he wanted to go to the real front line.

Yan Xiru was stunned for a while, and then for the first time in so many years, he met the scrutiny of others seriously. ——With a backer like Yan Chengsong, he never denies his smooth sailing life.Therefore, he has never justified the criticism or misunderstanding of the people around him.Others thought that being a doctor was the most convenient and quickest path for him, but only he knew the determination in his heart when he went against Yan Chengsong's wishes and insisted on filling in the Tong doctor's report.He heard so many words from his great father since he was a child, true and false, false and true, but he clearly remembered one sentence, health depends on life.

After that, he never got any extra opportunities because of Yan Chengsong's identity, but lost even more.When the epidemic broke out, half of the people in the hospital went to the front line to support him. Because he had a father who stood firm on the front line, he could only stay behind.The rivers and mountains in front of me are turbulent, the wind and the wind are precarious, only myself is hiding behind the arms of my colleagues, young and passionate, how can I be reconciled.

Yu Fangyun asked him if he wanted to, and of course he wanted to.The clusters of swords, guns and swords must be blown on the land of Shuofeng before they can be counted out of their sheaths.

"But the place where life needs to be saved is the battlefield. Even if you stay here, you are not considered to have left the front line." The person on the opposite side looked up at him and said seriously, "And from the beginning to the end, you are the most enthusiastic person I have ever met. people."

Yan Xiru was flattered by this compliment, and was dazed for a moment, and the cattail fan he was shaking was taken away by someone.Yu Fangyun turned his head, and continued to stare at the medicinal oil in the pot to prevent them from jumping out to waste a drop, but he didn't notice that his head was stuck to someone else's elbow.The top of his head was mixed with the smell of herbs and clear oil, a spark floated to the temples, curled up a strand of hair, Yan Xiru stretched out his hand——

"By the way, uncle." Yu Fangyun just raised his neck, "Master Lu is a nice person, and he even said he likes me."

Yan Xiru touched his forehead with the back of his hand——every time he used this movement to conceal some secrets in his heart. "Because you are a little fairy, who doesn't like you."

"then you--"

--Do you like me?Taking it for granted that he wanted to ask such a question, Yan Xiru's trembling fingers gave him the answer first.

But Yu Fangyun raised his arm, grabbed the palm on his forehead, and clenched it tightly: "Then you can fan me too, the little fairy's hands are sore."

See also two rabbit teeth.

Yan Xiru's face seemed to be scalded by sparks, and his skin was thick and flushed, and he was actually ashamed.

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