magic whistle

Chapter 112, The Legend of the Hero
The third son, Wei Xun, turned around and looked at the sickly woman lying on the bed, and said, "Well, sister Lao Feihua is here."

The third young master walked silently into the hall again, the waiter in the hall was still sleeping soundly.In the deserted and desolate inn, there was still such a calmness.The third son Wei Xun walked to the table, sat down slowly, sighed, and sat leisurely.

After sitting all night, the door opened, and a group of people moaned and moaned.The waiter's face turned blue, he sighed, shook his head and said, "Oh, it's troublesome again."

First, a strong man strode in, carrying a thin old lady on his back.The strong man was very strong, with beads of sweat dripping from his swarthy shoulders.After entering the lobby of the inn, he shouted: "That is a genius doctor, please save my mother quickly, she is very sick."

When the third son heard this, he went forward, reached out to catch the strong man who was coming at a high speed, and said, "Hero, please put Lingmu down."

The strong man carried his mother on his back and asked with a steel fork in his hand, "Your Excellency is a genius doctor?"

The third son Wei Xun heard it and said: "What kind of genius doctor, I am just familiar with the art of Shennong. He can only cure people."

The strong man squatted down and put the old lady on his back, kneeling on the ground and said: "I am a hunter here, my family is poor, and my mother is sick and has no money to take care of her. I heard that a miracle doctor has come to the city. He can't cure the disease." Ask for a consultation fee, I come to seek medical treatment."

The third son looked at the old lady who was sleeping on the ground, his complexion was withered and yellow, and he was not at all energetic.Then he smiled slightly and said: "Lingtang's illness, I don't need to feel the pulse to know it's very serious. Now you have money."

"A little bit, just three or two!" said the strong man.

The third son Wei Xun said with a "haha" smile, "It's enough, it's enough!"

The strong man immediately saluted again and said, "My lord can't get a doctor's consultation, how can we judge the condition? Here,"

The third young master smiled and said: "Lingtang's complexion is withered and yellow, and he is also pale, but his breath is very normal, his lips are chapped, which is a symptom of lack of food. Now listen, after you go out, buy a chicken and a piece of Codonopsis ginseng, and boil it. Drink the soup three times. If you get a pheasant from hunting, you can’t sell it. Remember to simmer the pheasant soup for half an hour every day, and wait for the soup to thicken before feeding it. I think you have enough money now You can buy what I command you."

"Doctor, do you need to take medicine? Please ask the doctor to write a prescription."

"Haha" the third son said with a smile: "Didn't the hero say that the family is destitute and the wealth they earn is very meager, so I won't be able to prescribe medicine. In my words, if you go to do things, you can feed your family with a full meal during your life, which is better than a hundred years." Afterwards, burning paper is even more filial. Heroes please come back!"

The strong man immediately knelt down again and said, "Thank you for your advice, the genius doctor."

The third son Wei Xun said with a "haha" smile, "Go!"

"Miraculous doctor! Miraculous doctor!" An old man hurried in with a sad face.The third son Wei Xun took a look, supported the old man who came quickly and asked: "Old man, please speak slowly, don't be in a hurry!"

The old man panted for a long time and was about to kneel down with an "ah".

The third young master supported the old man and said: "Old man, don't salute, if you kneel down, you will be a disgraceful young master."

The old man said: "Genius doctor! I have an only son, and he is considered filial, but a year ago, my daughter-in-law had an affair with others, and my stupid son has not spoken since then, as if he has lost his soul. Please ask the genius doctor Think of a way, save my son?"

When the third young master heard this, he turned around and thought: "Heart disease needs to be healed by heart medicine. This is stopping me, what should I do?"

The third young master thought for a moment, turned around and said: "Don't worry, old man, now you go home and find someone to bring your son here, and take a portrait of that lowly lady. Apart from the skill of Shennong, my young master also has other powers. Naturally, my young master I will return the old man as a filial son."

When Chen Wanman heard the old man talking, she stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master Wei Xun, curing the heart may not be the same as curing the disease. Don't do anything here. If Li Fei'an's people find out, they will definitely come and arrest you."

The third son Wei Xun said with a smile: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The Buddha cut meat and fed it to the tiger. I have already put life and death aside. Now I want to bring some peace to those who are suffering for the world. Even if I die, why should I be afraid. "

Upon hearing this, the old man turned around and asked, "Could it be that the genius doctor is in trouble?"

The third son, Wei Xun, said kindly and warmly: "Even if the old man does what I say, I will have my own way to deal with some people who have nothing to do."

The old man saluted and said, "Thanks for the miracle doctor."

The third son Wei Xun waved his hand and said: "The old man quickly brought your son. I have time to treat your son. If it is later, I will have no time to treat your son."

The old man walked to the door of the inn, and the third son shouted: "Old man, when you get back the portrait, don't let your son see it, otherwise, if you don't see me, your son will—"

The old man turned around and said, "The old man already understands what the genius doctor said."

The third son Wei Xun sat down, a dozen people entered the room, the bee chrysalis stepped forward, chattering about their respective ailments.The third son Wei Xun stretched out his hand and said, "Everyone, don't make any noise."

The uproar stopped abruptly, and the third son Wei Xun said: "Everyone can seek medical treatment according to the severity of the illness, and don't be impatient. Today, my son will definitely solve your worries and problems."

Chen Wanman looked at the crowd, went up to Wei Xun, and said to the crowd: "Fellow folks, I am here to help the young master. If you have any ailments or symptoms, you can tell me first, and I can arrange for you to see the doctor before and after."

The third son Wei Xun smiled and thought: "Chen Wanman is not a treacherous person, she seems to have a compassionate heart."

Chen Wanman asked the visitors one by one.

At noon, the third son Wei Xun looked at the crowd and thought, "Why are there still people?"

Chen Wanman saw that there were a lot of people passing by, so she immediately stood up from the front row, turned to the third son Wei Xun and said, "My lord, you haven't had a drop of water all morning, why don't you take a rest for a while?"

The third son Wei Xun shook his head and said, "It's okay! Let's take care of the patient's pain first, and then I'll eat."

Chen Wanman shook her head and returned to her original place helplessly.

At this time, Li Fei'an and his group came to the door of the inn, and saw that there were many people in front of the inn, densely packed, and there was a sea of ​​people. Every person had a patient beside him, some were supported by their family members, and some were lying on wooden shelves.Li Fei'an took a look, and said to Xiao'an on the side: "Go and see, what happened in this inn?"

"Hey, hey! The people in front give way!" Four people carried a man, who sat limply on a wooden frame, and swayed forward, followed by an old man, panting for a long time, closely following the wooden frame. behind the shelf.

(End of this chapter)