I am engaged in construction in ancient times

Chapter 117 Zhang Lao

Xiao Tuantuan cried herself tired and fell asleep.

Xiao Yuhe looked at his red and swollen face and felt a little uncomfortable. He asked the maids to come and guard him. He sat in front of the mirror tiredly and let Qiu Ran and others dress him up. Then he went out with people to the clinic.

Qiu Ran saw that he looked bad and persuaded Xiao Yuhe to stay in the mansion to rest several times. However, Xiao Yuhe thought that the mansion was empty now and didn't want to stay in the mansion. He supported himself and went out.

Xinyang City was still bustling with people. Xiao Yuhe got off the carriage first and said he wanted to walk a distance. The beige sunlight hit him, and he unexpectedly found that the summer breeze could make people feel cold.

When we arrived at the clinic, Old Zhang had already arrived in advance. Old Zhang's real name was Zhang Shanming. He was a famous doctor in Rongyuan and had recently come to Yangzhou. He heard that Xiao Yuhe had many ancient medical books here, which recorded a large number of lost prescriptions. Old Zhang was fascinated by those prescriptions and couldn't help but come to ask for advice.

When he saw Xiao Yuhe, Old Zhang, who was nearly sixty years old, didn't care about his manners, etiquette, or the precious goatee on his mouth. He rushed over anxiously, "Is there really a rare copy of Xun Zi? Where is it? Let me see it."

Old Zhang was known for his kindness and righteousness. Xiao Yuhe had read the medical books he wrote when he was young and respected him. Seeing him being rude at this time, he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. He smiled faintly and asked his personal guards to bring in the books brought in the carriage.

Most of these medical books were found by Duan Shubai for him. His husband knew that he liked the art of medicine, so he always sent people to help him find these rare ancient books. Many of the famous doctors' handwritten notes were rare and extremely rare. After collecting them one by one, Xiao Yuhe found that he actually had a small collection of books.

"Not all of them are rare. Some are copied from later generations."

Touching the ancient books, Xiao Yuhe's mouth curled up slightly. His husband was rough and rough in some places, but he was meticulous in other things.

In addition to ancient books, there are also some medical books of unknown origin that Xiao Yuhe had never heard of. The medical skills and prescriptions recorded in them are amazing. Xiao Yuhe tried several prescriptions and they really worked. He didn't know where the strange books were found.

Xiao Yuhe didn't know that some of these medical books were by-products of Duan Shubai's system.

After being influenced by these famous books, Xiao Yuhe himself didn't realize that his medical theory was not much worse than that of the famous doctors of the time. It's just that he had been practicing medicine for a short time, so he lacked a mastery of the art. He himself hadn't had time to verify many things.

Mr. Zhang couldn't wait to pick up an ancient book and flipped through it carefully. While reading, he praised: "Wonderful, wonderful, this prescription can be called a miracle prescription for thousands of years!"

The more Mr. Zhang read, the more magical it seemed. One magic recipe was rare, how could there be so many?

Xiao Yuhe sat in the recliner, lowered his head to sip the fragrant tea, and quietly waited for Mr. Zhang to come out of the book.

Duan Shubai had given him so many books, Xiao Yuhe felt it was a pity to keep them all to himself. He had an idea in his mind. He wanted to compile a comprehensive medical book to pass on to future generations for reference by future doctors. However, he was alone and had little power. Medical matters could not be sloppy. A slight mistake could turn saving people into harming people. He was afraid that he would mislead his students and bring disaster to others, but he really couldn't bear to see the precious book gather dust.

So, Xiao Yuhe thought of a way. He asked people to recruit many famous doctors in the world under the name of ancient books, and together with the masters of medical skills, he would verify the prescriptions and symptoms, and compile a book for doctors with the strengths of all schools.

Mr. Zhang was one of the people who was attracted. In addition to him, Xiao Yuhe had recruited more than a dozen people.

The tea fragrance was curling, and Xiao Yuhe couldn't help but pick up a page, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't immerse himself in the book. After Duan Shubai left, he felt drowsy. In fact, he felt uncomfortable all day, but he thought he was tired because he didn't rest well last night.

He rubbed his eyebrows and forced himself to suppress the dizziness and nausea that came up.

Xiao Yuhe himself didn't notice that his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were white and dry.

He felt sleepy for a while, and Xiao Yuhe tried to stand up to wake up, but when he stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and fell forward.

Qiu Ran, who was closest to him, hurried forward to support Xiao Yuhe, but Xiao Yuhe had already fainted.

Qiu Ran screamed, "Young Master! Young Master! What's wrong with you?"

Mr. Zhang, who was still reading, also woke up from the medical book. Seeing the scene in front of him, he hurried forward to take Xiao Yuhe's pulse, "Young man, help your young master."

Qiu Ran was worried and wanted to cry. He regretted it very much. If he had known that the young master was sick, he must have asked him to have a good rest. "Mr. Zhang, please take a look at the young master."

Old Zhang calmed down, breathed steadily, and felt Xiao Yuhe's pulse quietly. He stroked his beard first, relaxed his brows and smiled: "I still want to congratulate your family--"

Old Zhang swallowed his unfinished words back into his stomach, frowned tightly, and after careful consideration, he slowly relaxed, "What a pity, what a pity, but--"

Qiu Ran was almost frightened by his half-spoken words, congratulations and pity, what happened?

"Your son is pregnant, but he has been too tired and worried recently, and he has a miscarriage. He must take good care of himself in the future." Old Zhang didn't say it clearly. Xiao Yuhe's condition was complicated. When he woke up and took his pulse, he should know his own situation better.

Old Zhang asked again: "What medicine does your young master usually take? Can you show me the prescription?"

Qiu Ran hesitated: "The prescription is in the mansion... Is it serious for the young master? How is the baby in the belly?"

"It's serious for ordinary people, but it may not be serious for your young master. You must take good care of yourself in the future, and the baby can be saved."

After hearing this, Qiu Ran's face turned pale. Does it mean that the baby can be saved?

Qiu Ran, who followed Xiao Yuhe, knew best what his young master expected of the child. The young master liked the general and the child. If the child could not be saved, how could the young master bear such a blow.

Now that the general was not there, there was no one in charge in the general's mansion. Qiu Ran hurriedly asked someone to find the old lady.

Xiao Yuhe, lying on the bed, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw his mother's worried and reproachful eyes. Ma Shuqin was happy to see him wake up. She was still holding Xiao Tuantuan in her arms. The noisy Xiao Tuantuan rarely obediently nestled in her arms without making any noise.

"Look at your child, you are already a father of a child, but you still don't care about your body. Do you know that you are pregnant again?"

"I am pregnant?" Xiao Yuhe murmured in disbelief. He sat up, took his pulse for a while, and finally stroked his abdomen in silence.

"This child knows it too late. If he had found out yesterday, Shubai would have known it. It's a pity that he has already set off. Otherwise, send someone to catch up and tell Shubai?" Ma Shuqin asked, looking into Xiao Yuhe's eyes.

"Don't!" Xiao Yuhe dissuaded, "Don't tell him now. He is on the march. Telling him will cause him to worry and distract. Wait until he arrives at Lanqian... Tell him when the child is stable."