Abandoning the Emperor and Paying the World: Peerless Master

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Uncle Feng immediately took Zixi's hand and walked out of the small garden without looking back.

Afterwards, Zixi carefully analyzed the matter of seeking medical treatment.

She guessed that Master was absolutely unwilling to tell her about her physical condition at that time, so she didn't say frankly that she was not sick, and asked Uncle Feng to take her to Uncle Mute to see a doctor, in order to urge her to leave quickly without asking more questions.

Master is very secretive about her physical condition, or in other words, Master is very secretive about her private affairs. The more Master keeps secret, the more she wants to know, but Master is not easy to get along with. If it can't be achieved, she must hold her breath. [

Uncle Dumb probably couldn't figure out her illness at the time. After all, he had lived a long time, and it would be embarrassing to say that he didn't understand in front of the juniors, so he euphemistically said that he was an amateur medical skill.But the dumb uncle must be a master of alchemy, a master, a master, a master.Because she later learned from her master that the three pills in her hand were all made by the dumb uncle.

Her nosebleed, which was not a big deal, ended up in the hands of an imperial doctor.

At that time, the master refused to treat him, and the dumb uncle couldn't do it, so Uncle Feng had to use the power of the emperor's uncle to go to the court to invite the head of the Imperial Hospital—— Doctor Zhang Yu.Doctor Zhang said two words "no problem" in a simple and clear way, and then prescribed a prescription that was neither curable nor bad. She took it for half a month without seeing any improvement or deterioration, and then it disappeared. It's over.

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After the winter, large expanses of white mist linger in Suxinzhuang, and every day it has to wait until the sun rises in the sky to dissipate slowly. The humidity is heavy, and the coldness seeps into the bone marrow.

Zixi meditates and practices in the water pavilion every day. She is not in a hurry to break through the second layer of internal strength of the Su Heart Sutra, but has been consolidating and cultivating the true energy in her body, steadily and step by step.Since mastering this internal skill, she no longer feels chest tightness, restlessness, nosebleeds, and her appetite has improved a lot.

A series of messy footsteps from far to near interrupted the surrounding tranquility.

Zi Xi opened his eyes.

A piece of whiteness, hazy as if looking at the world through a layer of tulle, and as if you are in a fairyland.

The master with the appearance of a fairy sits on the fence of the waterside pavilion. His long black hair is covered with a thin layer of mist beads, as if he is wearing a snow gauze.