Arrowed Butterfly

He Ming smiled and said: "Look at this child, he is not as filial as his own son! How do you recognize Qiu Yiyun and not him!"

Yang Yifeng's chest became more stuffy, but she had nothing to say, she just smiled and stretched out her hand, letting He Ming feel his pulse.

After He Ming took Yang Yifeng's pulse, he said again: "When did you start to cough and feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Yifeng thought for a while, but he had to go back to the time when he was injured and captured. At that time, his internal strength was weak, and he was captured by Qiu Yiyun, sealing his martial arts. of.At that time, he would have hated Qiu Yiyun.He hated Qiu Yiyun for plotting against him, and also hated him for being considerate and hypocritical, which was disgusting.Thinking about it now, I don't hate it at all.Those who hugged him and whispered by the pillow, and sometimes went crazy on the bed, that kind of lunatic behavior...

——All of these things should never be forgotten.

Yang Yifeng felt a little stuffy in his chest, coughed a few times, and replied, "About half a year."

He Ming Fuxu said: "Dry cough with short cough, sometimes bloody sputum, dry mouth and throat, thin tongue coating, red tongue tip, dull pain in the chest, thready and rapid pulse, these are signs of lung yin deficiency and consumptive disease. "

Yang Yifeng was stunned for a while, before saying: "I have tuberculosis?"

He Ming was about to say something, but Yang Yifeng was the first to ask: "Is that going to offend others?"

As soon as He Ming heard it, he sighed: "You don't ask yourself about your condition, but you are worried that you will offend others. I don't know whether to say that you are kind or not."

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "Tell me first, will it be contagious?"

He Ming sighed, and then replied: "There is a saying in "Ancient and Modern Medical Traditions": "Ordinary people usually maintain vitality, cherish essence and blood, and pass it on if they cannot get it." Tuberculosis will not get this disease. Look, Shi Xiaomi, Qiu Yiyun, and Mrs. Qiu, they are all very endowed and full of energy, and you will have no problem feeding them saliva. "

Yang Yifeng said: "What you said is disgusting."

However, He Ming said calmly: "On the contrary, those who suffer from this disease are either congenitally deficient, or have lost their recuperation after illness, or have exhausted their essence and blood, or are overly worried, or are tired and hurt their spleen. What about you?"

Yang Yifeng thought for a while, and said, "Probably due to disorder after illness."

He Ming said: "It's a good thing that Shi Xiaomi is nervous about you. If you let this disease continue to drag on, it will be difficult to cure. Now the symptoms are mild, and it's not bad to need a doctor."

Yang Yifeng said, "I know too."

He Ming said: "I will write a prescription for you. I will decoct the medicine for you to relieve your cough and shortness of breath first. Then I will make some "Yuehua pills" and give you three pills a day. Take Hanhua. You should also pay attention to it on weekdays. Rest and don't think too much."

Yang Yifeng nodded and said: "Then I'm sorry."

"The symptoms of this disease are mild, and it may be okay to take good medicine." He Mingdao, "The worst thing to avoid is worry and depression. Take it easy in everything and don't get bored."

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "I'm free in the Jianghu, what's on my mind?"

At this time, Shi Xiaomi came back like the wind, wiped his forehead, and said, "I've already told the kitchen!"

Yang Yifeng smiled and said: "Look at you, there are gusts of wind and gusts of rain, monkeys are not as jumping as you are. Don't rush to sit down, take a breath first."

"Okay, I won't sit down yet." Shi Xiaomi loosened his feet and asked He Ming again, "How is Mr.?"

Just as He Ming was about to speak, Yang Yifeng cut off his mouth and said, "It's just a common cough and wheezing. I probably got a cold from the rain a few days ago. The doctor also said it's nothing serious."

He Ming just stared at him: "Did you get wet in the rain before?"

Shi Xiaomi also made a gesture and stared at her eyes, and said, "Yes! Mr. knows that he is not in good health, but he is still exposed to the rain! Isn't this a worrying person!"

Yang Yifeng smiled and said, "I was wrong."

He Ming coughed twice, and said: "Okay, I'll go back first. Your yard is cold and not suitable for recuperation, so you should tell them to change to a sunny yard. It doesn't matter, you are now the foster father of the Lord." gone."

Shi Xiaomi also said: "No, I'll tell Miss Zi'er now!"

Yang Yifeng quickly grabbed him this time, and said: "Let's go to Jieliu Lou for dinner later, let's talk to her. If you suddenly find her now, it seems like you are blaming her. "

Only then did Shi Xiaomi press it down, then turned to Yang Yifeng and said, "Okay, but sir, remember to take your medicine and rest well."

Yang Yifeng nodded and smiled: "Look at you, you look like a little grown-up."

Shi Xiaomi widened his eyes, turned his mouth, and said, "I'm already a grown-up."

Yang Yifeng smiled and pinched Shi Xiaomi's cheek, and said, "It's a compliment to you."

"Hey! Mister, you have to be gentle!" Shi Xiaomi exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Yang Yifeng and Shi Xiaomi joked for a while, but Yang Yifeng coughed again. Shi Xiaomi helped him sit down, and then offered him back and poured him tea.