Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 11 Is he heartless?
Fu Jiuqu's illness would attack from time to time. When the pain started, his face would turn blue, his lips would turn pale, his eyes would be tearing apart, as if he wanted to take away the soul of a person. It was extremely difficult.

When there is no pain, it is no different from ordinary people.

But Xin Yi's original intention was only to save himself, and he didn't expect to provoke Fu Jiuqu's illness——

After all, she even found out that she was pregnant, and Fu Jiuqu could die without saving her, so she couldn't just sit and wait for death, right?
That place in Kaifeng Mansion is really a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Xin Yi was taken to West Prison by Zeng Qinda, and when he heard ghosts crying and howling wolves inside, his heart sank...

However, Zeng Qinda did not put her in a prison, but found a room next to the porter, and sent someone to deliver food.

This approach is very smooth.

One step forward is the cell, one step back is the gate.

Whether to go to jail and be beaten or go out freely depends on Fu Jiuqu's attitude towards her.

Xin Yi saw that Mr. Zeng was as oily as a loach, and it was not easy to be an official, so he specially helped him treat the wound on his neck as a gesture of apology.

Xin Yi didn't know if Zeng Qinda's anger subsided.In any case, Cheng Cang arrived with two witnesses, chazi, and put a charge on the confession against Xiao Xie, Zeng Qinda released him, and sent him to the gate of the yamen with a smile on his face.

"Walk slowly, come back next time as a guest."

Xin Yi was taken aback, and stepped out of the threshold with a smile, but did not respond.

She was still wearing the filial piety dress, and she smiled when she saw Cheng Cang waiting at the foot of the yamen steps with his sword in his arms.

"Let's go."

Cheng Cang looked at her coldly, "Where are you going?"

Xin Yi said: "Aren't you going to take me to see the King of Guangling?"

Cheng Cang's eyelids twitched, and doubts filled his heart, "How do you know that I'm going to take you to see the county king?"

Xin Yi lowered his head and straightened his clothes, "Guess."

Cheng Cang's eyelids twitched slightly, "How did the little lady know that last night Chazi from the Imperial City Division saw that little Xie go pick pig ears?"

Xin Yi was expressionless, and when Cheng Cang's probing eyes looked again, she blinked abruptly.

"It's a guess too."

Since Sun Huai told her not to leave Zhangjiacun, it meant that the Imperial City Division had already intervened in this case.

Then why didn't Fu Jiuqu send someone to watch her?

You know, the person who knows Fu Jiuqu best in this world is not Fu Jiuqu's own mother, but her Xin Yi.

……

Xin Yi made up his mind that Fu Jiuqu would meet her, but he didn't. Cheng Cang took her to Jinzhuang Wazi on Maxing Street. The person she saw was not Fu Jiuqu, but an old Taoist priest with a goatee.

The house is filled with the fragrance of medicine.

A charcoal stove is placed in the middle of the room, and the medicine pot makes the sound of "bulubulu", boiling to the extreme.

When the old Taoist saw her coming in, without raising his head, he opened the lid of the medicine jar and sniffed deeply.

"The only fragrance in the world is medicine ears."

Xin Yi half-closed his eyes to see him tossing and tossing, motionless.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhou Daozi raised his old eyes and stroked his beard.

"I heard that you are proficient in pharmacology?"

Only then did Xin Yi salute him, "No way."

Zhou Daozi laughed out loud, wrinkles covered his face.

"Let me just say, how can such an older girl understand this? It seems that Duan Sui is exaggerating."

This old-fashioned smile is very contagious, and Xin Yi couldn't help laughing along with him, "It's really not very good."

Zhou Daozi couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or what, he looked Xin Yi up and down with cloudy eyes, and asked again.

"Who told you that the king of Guangling County is suffering from a secret illness?"

"No one told me."

Xin Yi saw the old Taoist's narrowed eyes shine brightly, smiled slightly, and immediately changed his tune.

"Don't dare to hide the truth from the Taoist priest. That day, the Taishang Laojun asked in a dream, saying that the Guangling County King was suffering from a secret disease, and asked me to come and rescue him."

Zhou Daozi listened to her nonsense, hummed heavily, and lifted the medicine cover on the stove.

"Do you know what this medicine is for?"

Xin Yi grew up in a traditional Chinese medicine hall. When he was a teenager, he was able to identify herbs, ask doctors and prescribe prescriptions, and was even more sensitive to smells than ordinary people.

She was silent for a moment and sighed.

"This medicine cures head wind and can alleviate the pain of the county king when he is ill, but if the medicine is not right, it will treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will be futile."

Zhou Daozi's eyes were dignified and serious.

"The medicine is not right for the disease? You mean, my old man misunderstood the disease?"

Xin Yi looked at him and nodded seriously.

"That's right. The prince's ailment is not a headache, but a heart ailment."

Not a headache, but a heart disease?

One sentence was like a heavy hammer, it took Zhou Daozi a long time to react, his old face flushed with anger.

"Huh! The little girl is talking nonsense! The pain is in the head, how can the disease be in the heart?"

"The Daoist hasn't heard of it, it doesn't mean he hasn't."

"That's all!" Zhou Daozi waved his hands indiscriminately, with a look of impatience, disappointment and contempt for her ignorance.

"Sit by the side and wait for the county king to summon you."

Xin Yi didn't come here to disrupt the stage, the ultimate goal is to achieve cooperation, she smiled kindly.

"This kind of heart disease will cause dizziness, headache, shortness of breath, and even signs of repeated strokes. All symptoms point to head disease. It is not surprising that the Taoist priest will misdiagnose it. Who would have thought that the cause is in the heart?"

Zhou Daozi squinted at her, not very happy.

"What's wrong with you?"

"There's a hole in my heart that hasn't closed properly..."

Zhou Daozi pursed his lips, seeing that she was speaking seriously, he stroked his beard and laughed.

"You mean, the Prince of Guangling is short-hearted?"

Xin Yi was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled.

"This disease is really lack of heart..."

The lines between Zhou Daozi's eyebrows gradually deepened.

"The little girl is quite courageous, so she is sure that the county king is kind and won't blame you?"

kindness?

What joke are you talking about?
"No, no, I dare not misunderstand the character of the county king."

Xin Yi shook his head again and again, smiling like a spring spring breaking through ice.

"The reason why we say lack of heart is that there really is a foramen ovale in the king's heart that is not closed, which leads to abnormal blood flow, which in turn causes pain, dizziness, and even weakness of limbs... Simply put, this is a disease of the internal organs. brought here."

The disdain on Zhou Daozi's face was full of wrinkles.

"What kind of strange talk is this? My old man has been seeing the king of the county for many years and has searched all over the world for famous doctors. I have never heard of such a strange thing. How can I believe your nonsense?"

Xin Yi said: "It's not surprising that people eat whole grains and suffer from all kinds of diseases."

Zhou Daozi was annoyed seeing her so untamed.

"Then tell me, how to deal with him, this lack of heart?"

Xin Yi knew that this old man boasted that he had excellent medical skills, so he wouldn't believe her just because of her few words, so he smiled indifferently.

"Diseases are easy to cure, but medicinal materials are hard to find."

This is not a lie.

When setting up the plot, in order to increase the fun of the game, it is not easy to obtain the medicinal materials, especially Fu Jiuqu, who has the important task of "Bianjing Fu BOSS", must have a different ending-must die.

Therefore, Xin Yi specially increased the difficulty for him - there is no cure.

This kind of disease is called heart disease in Chinese medicine, but it has a professional name in Western medicine, called patent foramen ovale.

Originally, this is a problem that can be solved by surgery, but in Bianjing in the Song Dynasty, despite the prosperous business and the people's livelihood, it was not an era where surgery could be performed.

In order for Fu Jiuqu to die decently and live up to his worldly beauty, Xin Yi specially designed this disease,
I didn't expect it, and I stumped myself.

Of course, in Xin Yi's eyes, the half-dead Fu Jiuqu is cuter.She couldn't imagine what would happen if Fu Jiuqu was really cured.

To what extent will the plot collapse if the villain is not dead?
By then, can she still go back?
"What a cunning woman."

The cool hum was magnetic and icy, like a thin dagger slipping from the back of the neck, carrying the coldness of peeling skin and bone.

Xin Yi subconsciously shuddered, bowed his head and saluted.

"I have seen the King of Guangling County."

Black soap boots passed in front of him. Fu Jiuqu smoked Osmanthus fragrans on the front of his clothes, bringing out a gentle breeze. Every step he took, a little fragrance wafted out, mixed with the special astringent taste of traditional Chinese medicine. gas.

"Xiao Zhang, are you convicted?"

(End of this chapter)