"Miss ye, I'm sick... In fact, don't bother, Lord... Lord, he is a person who knows gratitude, but I'm no different from a useless man now! Day and night, I often can't wake up. Sometimes even when I wake up, I don't look clear. I'm really meaningless to live like this. If I didn't read Lord, I..."

In the matter of treatment, the most afraid thing is that the patient is negative.

In fact, there are many miracles in medicine, and most of those miracles come from the patient's strong desire for survival. He doesn't want to die and struggles with the God of death

In that way, miracles will come!

For example, ye Xiyue herself was blown to ashes by the explosion, but her soul floated to this era.

Because she has a strong obsession, unwilling to die like this, and then the most unlikely thing happened to her!

"You don't have to be so depressed! Well, I'll give you an injection first, try to make your whole person feel more comfortable, and we'll talk about the follow-up treatment."

As ye Xiyue said, she took out her acupuncture bag from her arms. The moment she opened it, she was stunned.

She forgot to compare the needles with Mr. Cheng and shot out all her silver needles. Now there are only a few silver needles left in the acupuncture bag, which is not enough.

"Sir, just a moment. I'll get the needle first."

Ye Xiyue stood up awkwardly as she said. As a traditional Chinese medicine, she didn't even have anything to eat. This really can't be said, otherwise she will be laughed off by her peers.

The man in front of her looked at her flustered, turned and walked out, and sighed faintly.

"I didn't expect that a person like Prime Minister Ye could give birth to such a kind-hearted child. Alas, there's really no need to lie to me about my illness. I know it's incurable."

He thought Ye Xiyue was lying to him. Taking a needle, he went out first to report the situation to Qi moshang.

Ye Xiyue was in a hurry. She didn't pay attention to what he thought. She just wanted Qi moshang to match her with a silver needle immediately. First, she used the conservative treatment to give the needle to the patients inside, and then her physical condition to decide how to treat them later.

The moment the room opened, Qi moshang, who had been standing outside the door, suddenly looked up and looked at Ye Xiyue. His eyes were full of tension and eagerness.

"Lord, my needles were all used up when I competed with Mr. Cheng just now. Now I need a new set of silver needles. I hope Lord will help me prepare them immediately. I want to give needles to this one inside first."

"How's he doing?"

Qi moshang didn't know ye Xiyue's medical skills. He didn't know what it meant to be able to apply needles.

Ye Xiyue raised her eyebrows and glanced at him. "If I am willing to apply the needle, it means there is still hope. The Lord still helps me prepare the silver needle for ordinary doctors. As for his condition, I can only say that I will apply the needle first and then see the situation."

"OK, I'll ask Hua Luo to prepare it right away. Is madam sure?"

"It's hard to say now. If he can bear the whole process of my injection and keep awake, the situation will be better. But I'm afraid it's difficult to look at his pulse."

Ye Xiyue is also honest. Two tumors, one oppressing blood vessels and the other oppressing lungs, are still alive like this, even if it's good.

After all, the medical level of this era is incomparable with that of modern times!

Qi Mo Shang frowned slightly and looked calm. He didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Lord, don't worry too much. Auspicious people have their own appearance!"

Although Ye Xiyue didn't know what the relationship between the people inside and Qi moshang was, she heard what he just said. In the palace, she also knew the prime minister's father of the original owner. In addition, her voice was thinner than that of ordinary men, and her figure was a little thinner. In fact, she had guessed some.

But his identity had nothing to do with her, so he didn't say anything.

"Yes."

Qi Mo Shang answered, then turned around and walked back to find Hua Luo to arrange the silver needle.

Ye Xiyue stood where she was, thought about it in her heart, and turned back again.

……

"Master, are you awake?"

Xiao Wu stood in front of Han Zhizhi's window. The fat cook held a pill in her hand. When she saw Han Zhizhi sitting up, she walked up with the medicine.

"Xiao Han, take the medicine first. This is what Miss Han told me."

She was afraid that Han Zhizhi would not obey, so she simply moved Ye Xiyue out directly. The result was really useful.

Han Zhizhi reached out to take the medicine bowl, looked up and drank it. As soon as he finished drinking, his facial features were all wrinkled together.

"Xiao Han, this medicine is very bitter. When I stewed it, I smelled it and felt bitter!"

"OK."

Han Zhizhi looked pale. Although his facial features were wrinkled together, it was very bitter to put it clearly, but what he said was OK.

The fat cook looked at him, smiled, reached out and took the medicine bowl, then turned her head and left.

She knew that Xiao Wu had something to tell Han Zhizhi, so she left with great tact.

"Master, Miss Ye has gone to Liu ranju. Yanluo has followed up, but now she has lost contact with him. Shall we send someone there right away?"

Xiao Wu's voice was a little urgent. As soon as he disappeared, his emotions followed.

Han Zhizhi frowned fiercely, "Liu ranju? Where Qi Mo died?"

"Well, the news from Liu Yan, she went alone!"