The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 518 The Miraculous Four Diagnosis Method
Unexpectedly, Xin Lin didn't take the pulse, but only checked her complexion, then checked her eyes and tongue.

"I checked your pulse last night. Although you are poisoned, the breath is thick and powerful. It should be from practicing martial arts all the year round. Your foundation is very good. But your eyes are bloodshot, and the tongue coating is greasy yellow, which is internal fire. Wang Zhixiang. What kind of medicine have you taken recently?"

In Xin Lin's eyes, Fuxi's aura was condensed, and he quickly glanced at the woman.

During the examination last night, Xin Lin had already discovered that the true energy in the woman's body was very strong, stronger than that of Jin Chen.

Her cultivation will not be lower than the fifth level of Xuanwu, and should be around the seventh or even eighth level.

Such a cultivation base should have a high status among the students of the martial arts academy.

However, with her cultivation level, she would be poisoned by drinking soup, which shows that she is a careless character and not very careful.

"I took a Huozhi Dan, could it be because of that pill?"

The woman was speechless.

It seemed that she did not feel well after taking that elixir.

Earlier, she thought it was just because she was too tired from the mission earlier, and the imperial doctor couldn't see why, so she didn't take it seriously.

Jade high-ranking elixir, Huozhi Dan?

In Xin Lin's mind, the records about this elixir in "Xuanji Pharmacopoeia" quickly appeared.

Huozhidan is a panacea made from Huoluzhi, Baicong, rhinoceros horn and earth magma.

"But the elixir is said to be able to improve the cultivation level, and there are not many side effects, so I took it."

The female students are still somewhat unconvinced.

"The efficacy of Huozhidan is fine. The problem lies in your own true qi. You should be practicing profound arts that focus on the heart and lung vessels. You should have just broken through. Huozhidan has not been taken for a long time, and some of the medicinal power Remains in your limbs and bones. The central vessel is mainly water, which is in conflict with Huozhidan, and the two qi are always in conflict, so you feel that your body is not smooth. Even if you practice hard during this period, you really There is no way to improve your qi. Thanks to you seeing a doctor in time, otherwise, it will affect your cultivation in the long run."

Xin Lin explained.

Although warriors are not as particular about the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements as the spiritual ones.

But the pulse strengthened by Xuan Gong has different attributes from the five meridians. The female students don't understand this truth, and blindly take the medicine, which instead bury the root of the disease.

Xin Lin didn't take the pulse because he couldn't see why it came.

She used Fuxi's Qi to look at it, and she probably saw Zuo Mingshang's body. Compared with the other three channels, the heart and lung channels were weaker.

Zuo Mingshang was startled.

She was a little surprised, looking at the little girl who was half a head shorter than herself in front of her.

She didn't believe that the little girl would see a doctor.

But what the little girl said just now, they all touched her heart.

The Xuan Gong she practiced is indeed to strengthen the heart and lungs, and it is her Zuo family's ancestral martial arts.

The little girl looked like a face, so she probably didn't know Zuo Mingshang's identity.

As for Huozhidan, let alone.

In order to break through quickly, she took Huozhidan, and only her friends and family members knew about it.

"so what should I do?"

Zuo Mingshang's voice began to tremble slightly.

As a warrior, she is very aware of the dire consequences if the five meridians are damaged.

If grandpa found out that she didn't listen to advice and misused pills, he would definitely drive her out of the house.

"It's okay, just eat some Xiongxingcao, that thing can detoxify the fire."

With an expression of not wanting to "make a fuss out of a molehill", Xin Lin brushed twice and wrote down a prescription.

(End of this chapter)