General's husband and wife

Two young monks brought lunch over.

Ji Zhen was too hungry a long time ago, so he greeted Xue Rin: "My lord, do you want to use it together?"

Xue Lin turned around silently: "Master Ji is for his own use."

As soon as the people left, Osmanthus quickly circled around her young master. After several laps, she was sure that the young master was still the same young master who didn't lose even a single hair before she felt relieved.

Ji Zhen finished his meal and said: "You stay here with Shishi, don't give him anything to eat, just drink a little water, and when he can eat, I'll ask someone to make something else for him."

Mu Xi looked at the blood oozing from Hu Shitou's bandage and nodded with red eyes, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Zhen went to Hui Hai's meditation room, but found no one, so he looked through the medical books on the shelf slowly.

When Huihai came back, he saw a large pile of books on the table that had obviously just been read and stuffed them.He has a photographic memory and draws inferences from one instance to another, even if he is his apprentice, he still wants to beat him up every time he sees him.

Hui Hai silently sat on the futon and recited the Heart Sutra.

Ji Zhen saw Hui Hai from the pile of books, put down the half-read medical book in his hand, and said, "Master, you have a lot of books here."

Hui Hai glanced at the half-empty bookshelf, recited the Qingxin Sutra silently, and said, "At noon tomorrow, help me."

"Okay!" Ji Zhen nodded quickly.Studying medicine is different from others, and it pays more attention to practice. No matter how many medical books he has memorized, and how accurate the acupoints are, the diagnosis of pulse and acupuncture is inseparable from practical operation.

Hui Hai said: "Practice the plum blossom acupuncture again, go to bed early to recharge your energy."

Ji Zhen nodded vigorously.If done well, Hu Shitou will be saved.Otherwise, if there is any involvement, the Jihou Mansion might try to protect him, but Hu Shitou will not care.These days, in the eyes of nobles, the life of a slave is not life.

Ji Zhen practiced the plum blossom needle on the puppet.

Huihai went to the meditation room where the nobleman lived.

After Hui Hai had a pulse diagnosis, the person on the bed said, "How is it?"

Hui Hai smiled slightly: "Tomorrow at noon, we can move the needle in time for the city gate to close."

The person on the bed opened his eyes in an instant, and his hoarse voice also brought some hope: "But the master thought of another way? The master said yesterday that it needs acupuncture for seven days, and there is no medicine."

Baoxiang Huihai smiled solemnly: "I came to Dajue Temple today."

The person on the bed raised his eyebrows: "Master's apprentice?"

Hui Hai: "I didn't formally accept apprentices, I just learned some medical principles from me."

The person on the bed asked: "The master still needs seven days, but the master's apprentice only needs half a day?"

Huihai continued Baoxiang's solemn smile: "Little apprentice is a blessed person."

The person on the bed asked: "What is the way to be blessed?"

Hui Hai suddenly became unfathomable: "The filth does not touch, the evil spirits do not invade, and all the evils recede." The merits of his little apprentice can blind people's eyes, how can it be blocked by a small bug raised by evil methods.

The man on the bed looked puzzled.

Hui Hai said: "I have just survived the catastrophe of life and death, and my body is weak. After this time, I will have to lie down for at least a month. If I hadn't just returned to Beijing, if I hadn't happened to come to Dajue Temple and stumbled into the nobleman's recuperation place." The ground, if it wasn’t for the young disciple’s body that has just been brought up to the point where he can stand for a while and walk the needle independently, it would be His Highness’s predestined method for the Buddha’s crossing.”

The person on the bed was slightly embarrassed, and said: "It's my appearance." Huihai's words can be said to be clear.Afraid that he will be disadvantageous to the blessed person who can drive away all evil?I also underestimated the bearing of the royal family.

Ji Xuan asked the little novice to bring things over, and also brought a few words from the old matriarch and Mrs. Hou, it was nothing more than to accompany Master Hui Hai to practice meditation and then seek medical treatment for Ji Min.

Ji Zhen ignored it and just listened.

Master Hui Hai obviously has a distinguished guest here that the Hou Mansion can't afford to offend. Even if he asks for a doctor, he has to wait until the work is over here, and it also depends on the master's mood.His half master is not a good friend, he beat him a lot back then, when he was still paralyzed on the bed!

The next day, at noon.

Ji Zhen made enough preparations, and as soon as he lifted the thin quilt, he was stunned.

Bright yellow shirt.

At this age, he can only be a prince.

Hit the prince.

He and Hu Shitou were not wronged when they died.

Ji Zhen arched his hands towards the prince, stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, and then fixed his eyes on the prince's lower abdomen.

Hui Hai said: "Miaojiang Gu worms are highly poisonous and nourished by women's dirty blood."

Ji Zhen said: "Got it, I just read it in a book yesterday."

Hui Hai was heartbroken.A cabinet of books has been read by someone in half a day. After reading it, they can recite it fluently and use it immediately.I can't stand it, and I must beat him up when it's over.

Next, Huihai used what he said, and Ji Zhen used what he said, and it didn't take long for His Royal Highness to become a hedgehog.

Xue Lin watched coldly as a little finger-sized bulge slowly bulged up on the skin of the prince's lower abdomen, and the bulge moved rapidly with the needles piercing it, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

At this time, Ji Zhen said: "Master, I can't stand anymore." Don't waste your little medicine stove, anyone can decoct medicine, come and prick the prince!

Hui Hai: "..."

Seeing that Ji Zhen's legs were really weak, Xue Lin stepped forward and pinched the man's waist with both hands.

Ji Zhen: "..." Damn it!

Hui Hai commanded faster and faster, and Ji Zhen gave the needle faster and faster.

After a while, the prince tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow.

Hui Hai picked up the basins and picked them upright. With a flip of his wrist, there was a small blood-red meat worm on the silver chopsticks. The little finger had a big belly, a big head and a small body, not to mention how disgusting it was.

Hui Hai took the chopsticks to rinse the Gu worms in the cup, put them in a small porcelain basin, lined up a few teacups in front of him, squeezed them one by one and poured them in.

Ji Zhen sniffled, frightened: "White vinegar, white wine, what are you going to do, Master?"

Hui Hai poured all the contents of several teacups into it, and said to Ji Zhen, "Put a few drops of fingertip blood in."

Ji Zhen leaned over and took a look, and there was a layer of sticky red liquid in the porcelain basin, which had an unpleasant smell.Looking at the medicine jar in Hui Hai's hand again, he took a deep breath and stabbed his fingertip with a gold needle.

Blood from fingertips is also called blood from the heart, and in the words of the little brother of Major General Qin, the meat bun, it is very precious.However, the master will not harm him, since he let his bloodletting, it must be useful.Maybe it was to pave the way for his future, maybe it was to save his life.No matter which one it is for, Ji Zhen knows that he has no choice.For the two lives of him and Hu Shitou, no, and the sweet-scented osmanthus that was taken later, and maybe the entire Jihou Mansion, just a few drops of blood.

The blood dripped into the porcelain basin drop by drop, and the black concoction was also poured into it little by little.

Gradually, the originally blood-red viscous liquid became clear and transparent, and finally turned colorless, and the stench disappeared.

In the end, Hui Hai poured out a cup of medicinal liquid, poured the rest of the pot of liquid medicinal liquid into a porcelain bottle and sealed it, and said, "One cup a day, for half a month, can detoxify the residual poison."

After looking at the matter, Ji Zhen patted the two big hands like iron pliers on his waist, and said, "My lord, can you let me go?"

Xue Rin tilted his head to look at Ji Zhen's pale face, remembering the phrase "cut off sons and grandchildren", and let go decisively.

Ji Zhen fell to the ground with a slap, and couldn't even get up.

Hui Hai: "..."

Prince: "..."

Xue Lin went out in silence.After closing the door, he rubbed his hands behind his back on the clothes, and rubbed them together again.

Ji San's waist is really thin and soft...