Happy Marriage

Xia Zixian's residence is very poetic. Because she is not in good health, Xia Yuanwai grew up holding her in her hands. As long as she is happy, she will try her best to satisfy her. Therefore, there are many exotic flowers and plants in her yard, colorful, delicate and graceful, just like a Jiangnan courtyard, revealing unique ingenuity everywhere.

Member Xia was a little proud when he stepped into Xia Zixian's courtyard. Someone had already gone in to report back, opened the door, and invited Leng Nanxian into the house.

The girls blushed in unison, and their eyes were glued to his body full of surprise.

Because of Leng Nanxian's presence, the whole room became radiant. Even Xia Zixian, who was on the hospital bed, turned her head when she heard the sound, and her eyes instantly burst into brilliance.

Chang Jing diligently moved over Jindun, Leng Nanxian lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down in front of him, Xia Zixian had shyly stretched out a wrist like a snow-like halo, and whispered: "There is a laborious doctor."

Leng Nanxian didn't speak, just put his slender and well-proportioned fingertips on Xia Zixian's jade wrist, closed his eyes and pondered silently.

Xia Yuanwai and Xue Shi looked at him expectantly, but the atmosphere was not out.

After a while, Leng Nanxian stood up and asked Xia Zixian about her daily symptoms, what medicines she had taken, and whether she had tinnitus. Xia Zixian blushed with shame, and they all returned softly. Shy eyes jumped from his face and body.

Leng Nanxian ordered Changjing to support Xia Zixian on the prone couch, and stretched out her fingers along the neck bone to **** down to her shoulder blades, already thinking about it.

Xia Yuanwai and Xue Shi couldn't wait to ask: "Master Leng, what disease does the little girl suffer from?"

Leng Nanxian took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his fingertips, then spit out two words: "Bone Bi."

"Bone paralysis?" Xia Yuanwai asked suspiciously, "Old Langzhong also diagnosed it as bone paralysis before, and he treated it strictly according to the prescription. How come there is no effect at all?"

Leng Nanxian asked casually, "Does Ling Qianjin like to sit for a long time and be a female celebrity?"

Xia Zixian said first: "I usually like to read. Whenever I have a good book, I can't put it down, sitting for a long time until my body is stiff."

Leng Nanxian explained: "Keeping the head bowed position all the time, sitting for a long time without change, it is easy to deform the neck bones, if you don't move, the essence will not flow, if the essence does not flow, the qi will not be smooth, and the head will be swollen and windy. There will be dizziness, vomiting and other symptoms. Moreover, Ling Qianjin's symptoms are not only that, the most difficult thing is that she has inner ear vasospasm due to congenital dysplasia of the ear canal or trauma and other incentives, which is what doctors in the past could do nothing. main reason."

When Xue Shi heard this, she was a little anxious: "How can this be good? A genius doctor, can there be a way to cure it?"

Leng Nanxian said indifferently without hesitation: "Ling Qianjin has a moderate symptom now, and it is more difficult to treat it. It is not entirely certain to completely cure Leng, but it is not difficult to suppress or alleviate the symptoms. This disease can be conditioned by decoction and acupuncture. , coupled with daily maintenance, I believe that there will be obvious results within seven days."

It's so, because Xia Zixian's afflicted Xia Yuan and his wife are still overjoyed: "As long as the little girl doesn't have to feel so uncomfortable, we will be more relieved. There is a good doctor."

On the bed, Xia Zixian frowned slightly, as if she was holding her heart, and she was as delicate and weak: "Do you have to drink so much bitter soup again? It's really hard to swallow."

I am afraid that any man who sees this pitiful gesture will feel pity in his heart.

Leng Nanxian pondered for a while: "Good medicine is bitter, not to mention that the young lady is a chronic disease, and it cannot be cured overnight if the right medicine is prescribed. I have a dietary prescription, which can be taken in conjunction with the prescription, and the results will be multiplied with half the effort. Master Xia can send literate people in the house. Follow Leng You back to the medicine house to transcribe and give Ling Qianjin daily use according to the prescription."

Member Xia hesitated for a while: "Everyone in the house is illiterate, and can't read a few characters. The little girl Ziwu."

How could the Xue family be willing to let their daughter show her face? Immediately touched him with his elbow to interrupt him: "Just let An Shengxiang follow him. It should be done if you think about it."

Member Xia nodded and replied, "Thanks to Madam for reminding me."

Leng Nanxian smiled and didn't speak, and Member Xia ordered his servants to go and find An Sheng.

An Sheng had already returned to the small courtyard and put a handkerchief on his cheeks. He felt the heat was like burning. When he looked in the mirror, he found that two red purlins were swollen. Feeling aggrieved, he could only force the bitter water back into his stomach. .

Hearing Xia Yuanwai's instructions, not to disobey, tidy up his appearance, and come to Xia Zixian's yard to stand by. After Leng Nanxian finished the acupuncture, he picked up the pen and swiped the prescription, and handed it over to An Sheng together. When he returned to the house, he brought the required medicinal materials back. Then he said goodbye to Member Xia, and went out with An Sheng to the carriage outside the door.

Leng Nanxian came to Xia Mansion today without taking the medicine boy with him, but came with Xia Yuanwai, riding in the red lacquer carriage of Xia Mansion.

Leng Nanxian bowed and got into the carriage. An Sheng lowered his head and followed him silently. Hesitating for a while, he also climbed onto the carriage with great effort, lifted the curtain, and sat in the carriage.

This carriage was used by Xia Yuanwai when he went out to the house every day. Because it was a face, it was relatively spacious and comfortable. An Sheng looked for a corner and sat down, then lowered his head and looked at his nose, nose and heart, without saying a word.

Leng Nanxian looked a little tired, stretched his fingers and frowned, closed his eyes, and closed his eyes.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, crossing the streets and alleys, and it was only after dinner that it slowly stopped. The driver broke the silence in the car and said respectfully: "Leng Shenyi, your residence has arrived."

An Sheng sat at the door, immediately got up and opened the curtain, and jumped down, because he was in a hurry, and the injury on his body was affected, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the streets, An Sheng looked up at the sparsely populated suburbs and saw that in front of him was not a deep courtyard with carved railings and jade, but an ordinary courtyard with green bricks and green tiles surrounded by green bamboo. The gold plaque on the front of the door "Medicine Hands Produces Incense", as a symbol of hanging pots to save the world, is also an infinite glory bestowed by the royal family.

A child inside the door heard the movement and trotted out to open the door. Seeing Leng Nanxian, he grinned, "Young Master is back?"

Leng Nanxian nodded and ordered straight to the point: "Qianzhou, take Miss Xia to the study to find the "Food and Medicine Recipe", prepare pen, ink and paper, and instruct Miss Xia to transcribe a few recipes for the treatment of bone paralysis and inner ear vertigo."

The little boy known as "Qianzhou" responded happily, beckoning to Ansheng. An Sheng followed closely behind him, without looking sideways, went straight around the main house and went to a library in the backyard. As soon as you enter the door, you will feel dazzling, and the fragrance of ink is lingering, and your eyes will not feel exhausted.

Qianzhou stepped forward and quickly found the "Food and Medicine Recipe" she needed, handed it to An Sheng, pointed her to where she needed to transcribe, and carefully prepared pen, ink and paper.

An Sheng casually praised: "Do you know where so many medical books are kept?"

Qianzhou wrote lightly: "Medicine books are organized into categories and are naturally easy to find. What is this? If you know that these books are all stored in my son's mind, you still don't know how to react?"

An Sheng felt stunned and doubted, "All?"

Qianzhou tilted his head and pointed to a bookshelf in the corner of the wall: "It's not all, my son seldom studies those methods of curing poison and crooked ways."

When An Sheng heard the word "poison", he couldn't help but move in his heart. Thinking of his mother's death, he leaned over involuntarily: "Can I take a look?"

Qian Zhouji is enthusiastic and talkative: "Where can there be a girl who likes these obscure things? If you are happy, it's okay to take a look. This is the other side of my son's heart. You'd better not look for it."

An Sheng nodded, stood in front of the bookshelf, and read one by one according to the catalogue on the back of the book, he felt the excitement in his body gradually surged like waves.

Leng Nanxian has a large collection of books here. Rao is a rare poisonous magic recipe, and even two or three hundred kinds of books are listed.

"Is there a way to restrain the ingredients in it?" An Sheng couldn't help but ask.

Qianzhou nodded and talked proudly and eloquently: "Of course there is. My son has a large collection of books, there are many books, and he has dabbled a lot. He has collected the most representative pharmacopoeia in the world, and most of them are masterpieces by famous masters."