After transmigrating, I rely on medical skills to spoil my husband alone

Chapter 17 Jealous?

Sure enough, the old doctor was still very interested in Lu Mingxu's fabled secret. Lu Mingxu laughed out loud, but nodded repeatedly in response, and then grabbed the medicine.

The old doctor is getting old, and it is not convenient to squat, so the matter of boiling medicine is left to Lu Mingxu. The old-fashioned small medicine stove is placed on the table, and the medicine pot has already boiled the color of traditional Chinese medicine. After many years, Lu Mingxu first checked whether there was any old medicine in the pot, and then scraped the walls of the pot to see if there was no medicine residue left, and then put the new medicine in.

Lu Mingxu took the small cattail fan handed over by the old doctor, and slightly fanned the wind towards the medicine stove that had just ignited to help the combustion. The old doctor leaned aside, watched Lu Mingxu boil the medicine, and remembered to ask the boy's background: "Never I've seen him in the village, is he some kind of relative of yours? How did you get beaten up like this! You beat him up?"

Sometimes Lu Mingxu admired the old doctor's brain circuit very much. If he really beat someone like this, he would have to work hard Why do you come here behind someone's back to see a doctor?

The old doctor also seemed to think it was a bit outrageous to laugh at the past, but he still had to ask about the boy's identity.

Since Jian Xing'an was willing to save people, Lu Mingxu felt that it was no secret, so he told the old doctor about it from beginning to end.

The old doctor shook his head regretfully when he heard the words: "Then it is estimated that this little brother is unlikely to be cured. Usually in the Chunlou, he will be dragged out by them if he is really dying. Generally, the people who are taken there are If you are unwilling, then you will be given all kinds of medicines at this time. When you start to pick up customers again, you will also be given birth-preventing medicines... Those high-ranking officials and nobles will abuse them when they have enough fun. How can a child's body suffer? We can live with this..."

The old doctor's words had given the boy an ultimatum, and Lu Mingxu hadn't checked the boy's pulse just now, but the expression on his face was indeed unsatisfactory.

"Is there really no other way?" Lu Mingxu felt a little regretful, at such a young age, he might be able to make great achievements in the future.

The old doctor looked at Lu Mingxu with a look that sees through the world, and put his hands on Lu Mingxu's shoulders: "Since you have also learned it, you can be said to be both doctors, and saving people is of course what we should do, but in the world There will always be diseases and pains that cannot be cured by medical skills, is it possible that every time you encounter such a situation, you have to question your original intention as a doctor?" The old

doctor sighed, added a firewood to the small medicine stove, and burned it The flames became more prosperous, Lu Mingxu stared at the flames for a long time in a daze, and then he could only nod his head.

"But no matter what, we still have to try our best to save him. Don't give up so early." This is Lu Mingxu's advice to himself and the old doctor.

It is also what a doctor said.

The bitter taste of the medicine permeated instantly, and the whole room could smell this sour taste. The old doctor lifted the lid and took a look, and it might take a while for it to heal.

The big fire turned into a small fire, and the medicine was boiling inside. In order to prevent the boy from waking up, not knowing where he was, and panicking, the old doctor turned around to leave, leaving Lu Mingxu to boil the medicine alone.

The moment the old doctor entered the room and opened the door, he saw the boy lying on the bed obediently. Although his eyes were open, he didn't dare to look around.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable?" The old doctor started to pack up the silver needles that Lu Mingxu had just used, wiped them one by one and put them back into the needle bag. He didn't seem to care much, but he was actually observing the boy's spirit state.

The boy was a little shocked, as if he hadn't woken up from his dream: "Isn't this the hell? Why do you still ask me if I'm comfortable? Didn't I get picked up by a messenger?" The old doctor felt sad when he heard this, and

this At that time, Lu Mingxu came with a bowl of hot medicine, and when he heard these words just after entering the door, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Could I be that errand? You haven't died yet. I'll save you. This old doctor will treat you." Lu Mingxu felt that he was a little young, so he didn't say anything else. The bowl of Chinese medicine was placed on the table by Lu Mingxu On the other hand, he couldn't even drink it just now, and Lu Mingxu didn't rush to let him drink the medicine, and walked over to take his pulse very familiarly.

The old doctor looked at Lu Mingxu's way of feeling the pulse, which was slightly different from his own, and he didn't put any soft cloth on it, so he was able to get it very accurately.

The boy's arm was rolled up and the sleeves were rolled up, and then the bruises and bloodstains were seen. It was too tragic. Lu Mingxu also frowned and checked the pulse. This child's body has many kinds of toxins, and the disordered pulse condition is difficult to treat.

If you want to survive, you can only hang your life with medicine, and you don't have this condition yet.

When Lu Mingxu was thinking, the old doctor next to him bent down to look for the spoon, so he jumped to the waist, and with an ouch, he helped his waist and got up with a black face.

"I'm getting old, and it's inconvenient to do anything. In the future, maybe you, Lu Mingxu, will really rule the world." When

the boy heard this name, his whole body trembled visibly. jaws of death?

The boy's eyes changed from gratitude to fear, and even the hand that felt Lu Mingxu's pulse shrank back.

"Don't worry about it here, if I really wanted to harm you, you would already be gone." Lu Mingxu couldn't help but snark, and the boy who was already a little scared became even more cowardly.

Lu Mingxu sighed, and turned to explain to the old doctor that he had just felt his pulse, and he couldn't leave the soup at all.

The old doctor didn't know what he thought of. He hesitated for a long time looking at the boy's thin body, and then he seemed to be in a daze and didn't speak. Lu Mingxu didn't have time to bother him. He gave the medicine to the boy after it cooled down a little.

"You drink this medicine first, no matter how hard it is, you can't waste it. Only in this way can you save your life. I will go out and the old doctor will take care of you." Lu Mingxu ordered a few words, and handed over the invisible responsibility to the old man Doctor, he left and turned around to go out.

The cold wind was bleak, but Lu Mingxu's figure quickly disappeared into the moonlight.

Only then did the old doctor realize that it was completely dark.

Lu Mingxu ran out in a hurry, not because of anything else, but because of Xie Randeng... I have been running out for so long, and Xie Randeng was already very afraid of such a depressing and dark environment. Xie Randeng will be very scared if there are people who mourn inside and out.

The more Lu Mingxu thought about it, the faster he ran. Even if his leg was limping, it couldn't stop him from walking.

Finally, we were about to reach the small shed of the mourning hall. It seemed that two candles were lit outside the small shed. Lu Mingxu saw a thin and small figure squatting there from a distance.

It seemed terribly lonely.