Pictures of pine and cranes are hung in the Mingtang, and the heads of the wrong gold bronze beasts placed in the corners exuding wisps of fragrance.

In front of the board wall, the middle-aged man sitting upright on the right side had three long beards, and he was powerful without anger. The old man on the Taishi chair on the left was gray and rosy. He gently placed his brush on the inkstone and said:

"Mr. Dong, Mrs. Dong's condition is complicated, but nothing serious. Take the medicine according to the prescription I prescribed and you will naturally recover after two months of resting."

Dong Zhong quickly bowed and said, "Thank you Mr. Xue."

The old man saw that the ink traces of the prescription had not dried up, and was about to give a few more instructions when he heard a crisp woman's voice from outside the hall.

"Dad, guess what did I encounter when I went to Yunshan this time?"

Dong Zhong was stunned and hurriedly said, "Min'er, don't talk nonsense, come over and see Mr. Xue quickly."

Knowing that she was careless, she must have wanted to say proudly that she had killed the giant gangster and had to shut up in advance. First, it was inappropriate to discuss official duties at this time, and second, the serious case was not confirmed, and a big mistake would make a joke.

Doctor Xue Ren and Xue are not ordinary people, they are the head of the imperial physicians in the royal palace and can speak well in front of King Hua. This time they happened to go back to their hometown to visit relatives, otherwise it would be difficult to invite them. Of course, in addition to asking him to treat his illness, there is also a meaning of making friends.

Dong Shumin slowed down, walked into the Mingtang gently, and said dignifiedly to Doctor Xue, "Hello, Mr. Xue", and then turned to his father.

"Dad, is my mother's headache better? I happened to meet Xiaotian on the way back from Yunshan. He has been collecting herbs in the mountains since he was a child and has excellent medical skills. He specially invited her to treat her..."

She chattered, no matter what Mr. Xue, who can compare with Xin Tianyou? Without personal experience, it is difficult to understand the shock that the boy created in the mountain temple that night.

Only then did everyone notice the boy with short brown cloth shoes behind her. He thought he was a servant. Seeing that he had a slightly dark face and a dull expression. He was not like a doctor, but just a sloppy servant who burned fire.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

I finally hired a miracle doctor and a different doctor. Isn’t it a naked slap in the face?

When Dong Shumin entered the house, Dong Zhong was not very happy, and his face became even darker when he heard this.

I love Xi Qianli, after all, is a staff member of the county magistrate, and once taught you martial arts. He fought fiercely with the giant bandit and died, why are you still happy? Once the news spreads, we will be stung by others and say that they are indifferent and righteous.

It’s right to ask a doctor, so I can’t tell you quietly in a while? It’s so good now that I offended the Imperial Doctor. If he tripped up in front of King Hua, I can’t afford to take care of my father.

But after all, Dong Zhong has been in the officialdom for a long time and is not surprised by changes. He no longer scolds his daughter. He smiled apologetically at Doctor Xue and said:

"Mr. Xue, please do not blame me. The little girl was worried about her mother's illness. She went to the mountain to collect herbs yesterday and did not know that the miraculous doctor came to Qiyun County."

For the young man who collected herbs, he didn't even look at his eyes.

The awkward atmosphere between the scenes has greatly eased.

Doctor Xue's tense face loosened and he reluctantly nodded, "No, it makes love's filial piety commendable."

Seeing that his father did not greet Xin Tianyou, Dong Shumin sat in the chair on the left, who often treated his mother, and pulled him to sit down on the right.

Everyone was stunned again.

What the hell is this?

As the reception room of the mansion, the seats are sorted very carefully. According to the convention of the right master and the left guest, this is to regard the stupid boy as the master!

Dong Zhongchang took a breath and his face turned pale.

Doctor Xue was sophisticated. Seeing that Jung-guard Dong was almost unable to hold back, he smiled and picked up the medicine on the table and said, "Zhu Hua, go and ask the housekeeper to get the medicine and suffer. Lord Dong, it's getting late..."

As he was speaking, a voice sounded and the boy spoke.

"Take the prescription and I'll take a look."

Zhu Hua had just taken the medicine from his master, and a red shadow flashed in front of him, and the small paper fell into Dong Shumin's hands and was immediately handed over to Xin Tianyou.

Dr. Zhu was so scared that he shrank his neck, and he didn't dare to ask for it.

Miss Dong is in Qiyun City, and she is a famous hero. Oh no, a famous generation of chivalrous women. A playboy once teased a good woman in the street. After she was caught, she kicked her legs and broke.

Thanks to her, the county town has good public security and order, and the business of breaking and damaging the clinic is booming. Brothels and taverns are often inseparable from fighting and trouble. They shout "Ms. Dong is here", which is much more effective than "the constable is here". Even if the Ninggang warrior who is in the world meets her, he will take a detour and cannot afford to offend her.

Xin Tianyou finished sweeping the prescription at one glance and said:

"The prescription is a little bit good, but unfortunately it is not targeted, it is too stable...I'll change it."

After taking Evolution No. 1, it is not all over. It requires medicine to regulate the body, which is a bit like the Peiyuan Dan used by practitioners.

The conditions were too poor, and the messenger had worked hard for ten years to develop the correct formula and alternative medicinal materials.

Due to the lack of advanced extraction and purification technology, the effect is not satisfactory. The only instrument for testing the efficacy of the medicine is naturally the little Xintianyou.

If the quality is not good, the quantity will be compensated.

Therefore, Xin Tianyou's childhood memories are, one is that he has been studying endlessly in the virtual realm, two is that he has been practicing the Hundred Flowers Killing endlessly, and three is that he has been drinking suspicious medicine juice cooked by his master, so that he wants to vomit when he smells the medicine.

Later, he followed the messenger to collect herbs and sent the excess medicinal materials to the clinic in the small town at the foot of the mountain to sell them, changing to clothes, shoes, socks, oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar.

The doctor in the clinic has poor theoretical level, but has rich practical experience and is familiar with the properties of the medicine.

Xin Tianyou has a wealth of profound pharmacological knowledge, but does not understand the properties of the medicine and lacks clinical experience.

The two happened to complement each other and became friends who forgot their ages.

This is how medical skills are explored, but Xin Tianyou is not interested in this and never regards himself as a doctor.

He promised Dong Shumin to treat her mother to the doctor because he wanted to get some money. He didn't need to spend money when he stayed in the mountains and didn't feel anything. When he came out of the mountains, he found that it was really hard to move without money and could not even afford a carriage.

Through detailed inquiries along the way, the boy judged that Mrs. Dong's headache was caused by intracranial blood vessel obstruction, and excessive blood pressure caused blood vessels to swell and compress the nerves.

Dong Shumin is about to take the Wangcheng Spring Examination and leave the world to practice. The wife is reluctant to leave her daughter, worried about gains and losses, and her blood pressure is even higher. In addition, she is suffering from mild neurasthenia, exhausted and not suffering from headaches and insomnia.

In today's world, all the diseases related to the head are called head diseases, and they do not know many complex factors such as neuralgia, intracranial lesions, cerebrovascular diseases, extracranial diseases, infections, poisoning, etc.

The treatment methods are general and empty, and the symptoms are not the root cause.

The reason why Dr. Xue is a little bit good is that he saw from the prescription that in addition to the medicinal herbs for calming the brain, there is an unusual scent of Pueraria root. It can improve blood circulation in the brain and lower blood pressure.

But everyone heard this truth very harshly.

The chief imperial physician was actually said to be a little bit by a mountain boy, and he still had to change his prescription. How could he have the face?

Doctor Xue stared blankly, choked up and couldn't speak.

Zhu Hua guessed that Miss Dong was dying and went to the doctor for a while and ran into a small liar. In any case, the prescription cannot be changed, otherwise who will be the credit for the illness if it is cured? The master scolded the boy and was considered a polite expression. It was time for him to come forward and hurriedly said:

"Mr. Dong, once the prescription is changed, the medicinal power will change. Life is at stake, how can it be a joke? People who collect herbal medicine often know the properties of the medicine, but they are far from curing the disease. What's more, the wife's suffering from is not ordinary headaches and fever, but the head disease that has accumulated for many years is the most difficult to treat..."

This guy was cunning and didn't dare to argue with Miss Dong, so he kicked the ball back to the county magistrate.

Sure enough, Dong Zhong slapped the table suddenly, and the teacup was pounding and the soup overflowed.

"Min'er, don't take any messy people back home in the future."

The boy's earthiness is so rustic that he can see the prescription in a quick glance? No need to use any hope, hearing, asking and touching, why diagnose it? The older the doctor, the more profound the medical skills are. There are poets who become famous at a young age, but there are no masters of the articles who become famous at a young age, and the holy hand of Xinglin.

Dong Shumin was anxious and stomped her feet and said:

"Dad, why don't you believe it? Xiaotian is the most powerful and can definitely cure his mother's illness."

In fact, Xin Tianyou only said that it might be cured, but did not say that it would be cured. But after seeing his incredible skills, Ms. Dong expanded other aspects.

If he says maybe, it is certain and omnipotent.

Dr. Xue stood up and said goodbye, and Dong Zhong hurriedly tried to stay, saying that the lunch was ready.

The old man felt it was boring and insisted on leaving.

If you don’t leave at this time, should you stay and compete with the child? As his identity, there is no need to deliberately please the county magistrate. It would be very embarrassing to be able to come to the hospital for dusty treatment.

Zhu Hua was fanning the flames and chatting endlessly.

The maid leaned her head at the door, trying to wipe the table with matcha, but she shrank and dared not enter the house.

Dong Shumin stood in the center of the Mingtang with a singular bulge.

Xin Tianyou looked left and right, as if watching a play.

Jung-governor Dong was in a panic.

At this moment, the personal maid who served Mrs. Dong broke in urgently and cried:

"Master, Miss... The lady suddenly couldn't see, couldn't move, could not speak..."
Chapter completed!