The days when I opened a tavern in Zongwu

Chapter 54 Medicine is never medicine

After a pause, Lian Xing's mosquito-like voice sounded.

"You already found out?"

Li Changqing said softly: "You noticed it when you entered the tavern two days ago."

The sound reached his ears, and Lianxing's head couldn't help but lower a little.

Even the veins on the back of the hand holding the wine bottle bulged from the exertion.

It makes people worry whether the wine bottle will be crushed directly by Lian Xing in the next second.

Taking Lian Xing's timid and obvious inferiority complex into his eyes, Li Changqing sighed in his heart.

After a slight pause, Li Changqing slowly stood up.

After stretching, Li Changqing's tone remained lazy and casual.

"This wine will help you sleep well tonight, and you can treat it when you wake up tomorrow."

After speaking the last word, Li Changqing turned around and stepped into the room.

At this time, Lian Xing's voice rang again.

"Can it be cured?"

Li Changqing did not look back: "Since I told you to treat it, I can certainly treat it well."

As soon as his voice fell, Lianxing continued to ask in a low voice as if he had reacted: "But, but you haven't even diagnosed it, how do you know it can be cured?"

After making a yawning sound, Li Changqing smacked his mouth, seemingly carelessly.

"As I said, my medical skills are as high as several floors above. Since my medical skills are so high, I can be sure of a good cure without a diagnosis."

With Li Changqing's medical skills, unless a person's hands and feet are gone.

Otherwise, Li Changqing can cure any serious illness.

At most, it’s just the time it takes.

Of course, from a standpoint, whether to diagnose or not is not a problem, but whether to treat people is the key.

At the end, before Lianxing could ask again, Li Changqing said lazily: "It's very late, drink the wine in the pot and go to bed early."

After saying that, Li Changqing yawned and walked toward the house.

Seeing this, Lianxing didn't speak again.

His eyes returned to the wine bottle held in his right hand.

If someone else had said this at this time, Lianxing would only have doubts and sneers lingering in his heart.

Lianxing has had problems with her hands and feet since she was a child.

When problems arose, Yihua Palace also sent for doctors to diagnose and treat Lianxing.

As a top force, with the ability of Yihua Palace, the doctors they find are naturally not ordinary doctors, but famous doctors who are well-known in the world.

His medical skills are not inferior to those of the so-called miracle doctors such as Hu Qingniu, the so-called medical fairy of Diegu, Ping Yizhi, the famous murderer.

But even so, facing Lian Xing's problem, these doctors were helpless after diagnosis and treatment.

This is true even after using many kinds of medicines collected in Yihua Palace.

Until now, Lian Xing had almost lost confidence in treating his left hand and foot.

But the Li Changqing in front of him was different.

He was able to detect problems with his hands and feet as soon as he saw him, and he was able to prepare such medicinal wine to suppress the pain in his hands and feet that had lasted for more than ten years without making a diagnosis.

This was something that the doctors who had been invited to treat Lianxing in the past had difficulty achieving.

Rather than doubting Li Changqing, Lianxing wanted to believe that Li Changqing could really cure him.

Moreover, one of the reasons that made Lian Xing's mood change from gloomy to bright at this time was that Li Changqing had known about the problem with his hands and feet from the beginning. But after these few days, Lianxing did not feel any dislike from Li Changqing.

This point may be even more important to Lian Xing.

Even though Li Changqing still couldn't cure the problem of his hands and feet, this was enough to alleviate the low self-esteem that was constantly gnawing at Lianxing's heart.

Thinking about it, Lianxing picked up the wine bottle and took another sip.

Perhaps because he knew that this wine was extraordinary, when Lianxing drank it, Lianxing was no longer as casual as before.

Instead, he became a lot more careful, lest any excess wine would slip down the spout and drip onto the ground while the wine was being poured.

Just like that, sitting on the threshold of the main room, carefully drinking the wine from the pot, Lian Xing's thoughts gradually ran away.

The flames of the two stoves in the main house have long been extinguished, but only the remaining charcoal fire in the stove at the door of the main house still carries a wave of heat.

It's just that when burning, there is no sound like when it was still wood burning during the day.

The reverberation of the alcohol and medicinal power in his body was as warm as the hot spring in the backyard.

The breeze blows, and the branch of the wintersweet in the courtyard is also swaying in the wind.

When the fragrance of wax scented her nostrils, there were even blossoming wintersweet drifting down the wind to Lianxing's arms and head.

After two days, Lianxing also discovered that the wintersweet flowers on the wintersweet trees seemed to be there no matter how they fell off.

Obviously, Huang Rong had just cleaned up a bunch of wintersweet flowers today, but at this time, there were already many wintersweet flowers scattered in the courtyard again.

And the wintersweet flowers on the branches are also blooming in the wind.

This number is so large that it seems that the wintersweet flowers on this wintersweet tree will never be reduced no matter how they fall off.

However, after all, the charcoal fire in the stove is just the result of burning wood.

Without the subsequent addition of new firewood, the flame will only gradually become weaker.

Lianxing sat in front of the stove, and the heat he felt was quite obvious. Coupled with the strong alcohol and the warmth, Lianxing naturally did not feel any discomfort at this time.

But there was another person in the room who couldn't stand it.

Then, Li Changqing's voice slowly reached his ears in the room.

"Well, if Miss Lianxing still doesn't want to go back to the room, why not close the door and find a place to sit?"

"If Miss Lianxing feels comfortable sitting at the door, can you help me light the two stoves in the house again, and add some new firewood to several stoves?"

At this time, the door of the main room was opened. As the cold wind continued to pour into the house, Li Changqing, who was lying on the bed, felt inexplicably that the bed was never warm.

Listening to the hint of resentment in Li Changqing's gentle voice, Lianxing at the door also came back to his senses.

At this time, Lianxing realized that he was still sitting at the door of Li Changqing's house.

Her pretty face immediately turned red, and when she stood up and floated towards her house, a special force emerged and pulled the door of the main house behind her closed.

After a while, after calming down, I recalled the helplessness mixed with a bit of resentment in Li Changqing's voice.

Lianxing, who had just returned to the house, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Then he walked to the bedside in the house and leaned out of the window.

While drinking and looking at the moon, I sometimes looked at the main room with the door closed.

Sometimes I am looking forward to it, sometimes I am worried, and sometimes I am longing for it.

Until the jug was gradually empty, several emotions mixed with a jug of wine were mixed together, urging Lianxing, who was lying on the bed at some point, to fall asleep.

From time to time, a cold wind blew into the house through the cracks in the window, but it was difficult to pick out the stretched brows of the man on the bed.

Heart disease can only be treated with heart medicine.

But since ancient times, the medicine for any heart disease has never been medicine, but people.

(End of this chapter)