Chapter 301

"Shangqing darling, uncle Ling will give you pulse."

Seeing that the children had pacified him, Ling Jingxuan motioned sikongjue to take his hand out. The skinny wrist was exposed. The skin on it was the same as that on the back of the hand. It was like that someone had pasted a layer of dry mud on his skin. Ling Jingxuan carefully put his finger on his hand On the wrist, the eyebrow of the sword was wrinkled, and the fingers pressed down slightly.

"Well" the child obviously felt the pain. Everyone could not help but feel a pain in his heart. Ling Jingxuan held out another hand and gently stroked his head: "sorry, xiaoshangqing, your pulse is not easy to touch. Can you bear it first?"

With his medical skills, he can't feel his pulse immediately. It's enough to imagine how bad the skin on his surface is. It's not only wrinkled and dark, but also very stiff. There is no tension in his skin.

"Well," Yan Shangqing nodded in tears, and Ling Jingxuan gave him a look of appreciation. When his hand was removed, Ling Wen quickly stepped forward to gently hold his hand and gently rubbed it. He was afraid of his pain. Ling Jingxuan's eyes were slightly dignified, but he said with a smile: "Shangqing, come on, take down the towel, Ling Shuyao Look at your mouth

Just as before, Yan Shangqing looked at the three Lingwen people again. With their encouraging eyes, he asked Sikong Jue to remove the face towel for him. Unexpectedly, the skin on his face was the same. Except for his bright and innocent eyes, he could hardly see what a four or five-year-old should look like.

"Our family is still very nice. Come on, open your mouth and join uncle Ling, eh?"

Ling Jingxuan did not dare to show any heartache or discomfort. Although Yan Shangqing was uncomfortable, he was also strong and clever to cooperate with him to open his mouth. However, because the skin of his lips was the same, a little bit bigger would cause tearing pain. Ling Jingxuan could only lower his body to cooperate with him, carefully observe the situation of tongue coating, and then he looked over it again After the children's eyelids and ears, he lifted his clothes to understand the condition of his body.

"Jiujingxuan, how about Qing'er?"

He had never seen other people treat a patient like him, and his child was also a rare cooperation. Sikong Jue was full of hope, not only because of Yan Xiaohua, but also because he hoped from the bottom of his heart that the child could recover and walk in the sun like ordinary children.

"Wait a minute."

With a calm look in his eyes, Ling Jingxuan went back to take the medicine box brought by Zhao Shan, and took out something similar to a glass test tube. However, it was not made of glass, but glass. One thumb was as small as two liang silver, which was much more valuable than glass. Then he did not know what liquid was poured in it, holding the test tube and a The silver needle with a little thick root was facing the child: "Shangqing, uncle Ling needs a drop of your blood. It may hurt a little. You should continue to be a little warrior."

"Good."

The child has been able to let go, but his hand is still in Ling Wen's hand, and Ling Wen, round big eyes are ruthlessly staring at his father's things, seemingly very uncomfortable appearance, Ling Jingxuan don't feel confused: "Xiaowen, what's the matter?"

It's not to poke his finger. Why does he look like he's heinous?

"Dad, you can see a doctor when you see a doctor. Why do you have to bleed?"

It seems that Ling Jingxuan seems to have ignored it. The ancients were very taboo to see blood, so his son would be upset.

"Because I want to check the concentration of his blood and test whether there is toxin in it. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Ling Jingxuan's powerless rolling eyes, what is bloodletting? He's just collecting a drop of blood, OK? Is he sure it's his own son? Does he question his father like this?

"Well?? OK, but be gentle. Don't let my brother hurt Reluctant to part,

heard Wen Yan's hand in front of him. Ling Jing Hun had already been unable to make complaints about it. He handed it back to Zhao Shan and took it. He grabbed the middle finger of Yan Shang Qing with one hand, and stabbed it with his hand quickly and firmly, then grabbed his fingers gently.

"No pain.

Yan Shangqing sends out a reflex cry of pain. Sikong Jue holding him tightens, but he is afraid to hold him. His whole body is even stiffer than the stone. Ling Wen's eyes are widened. However, the squeeze did not squeeze blood. Ling Jingxuan has to increase his strength again under great pressure.

"Ah."

"Daddy

"All right, all right, out."

Yan Shangqing cried out in pain, and his tears almost burst out of his eyes, but he was stubbornly forced to bear it. Three steamed stuffed buns cried out in a hurry. Ling Jingxuan's black line had already come out. He could not help immersing himself in the wrinkles of his skin. He did not have time to talk to them. As a result, Zhao Shan handed over the test tube to collect the blood, and the blood mixed into the solution was not integrated into it On the contrary, it agglomerates into a black red blood bead the size of a soybean. Yes, it is dark red, not the bright red of normal people.

"Good, no pain, no pain. Brother Wen will blow it to you. Don't cry!"At the moment when Ling Jingxuan let go of Yan Shangqing's hand, Ling Wen immediately accepted the past. In order to make it convenient for him, he knelt down on the ground to relieve his pain as much as possible. The small steamed stuffed bun also gathered together to blow. The iron Swazi took out the handkerchief folded neatly and gently wiped away the tears from the bottom of his eyes for him. The three children worked hard to be a warm and good brother 。

"Jingxuan.

Some steamed stuffed buns appease Yan Shangqing. All the mental strength of Sikong Jue is on Ling Jingxuan's body. After waiting for him to speak for a long time, Sikong Jue can't help being a little anxious, but as soon as he opens his mouth, Ling Jingxuan raises his hand and interrupts him: "is there anyone who can take care of Shang Qing for the time being?"

Some words are not very good in front of the children. Although Yan Shangqing is young and timid, he can see that he is sensitive, precocious and sensible, not to mention the three steamed buns of his family.

"Well? Yes, Wei Jin Wei Yin. You come in. "

Sikong Jue was not stupid. He was stunned for a short time. He raised his voice and called in his two attendants. They were his accompanying maids. They were extremely loyal to him, and they were also taking care of Shang Qing on weekdays.

"Master."

Two people respectfully stood beside Sikong Jue, the latter nodded at will, looked up at Ling Jingxuan: "Jingxuan, do you think they can?"

"Well"

nodding, Ling Jingxuan suddenly said to the steamed buns: "Xiaowen, would you like to take Shangqing to luoyuxuan to play with wolf father? Dad has something to tell brother Jue alone. Remember to tell wolf dad about Shangqing. Don't hurt him. Do you know? "

"Good."

Looking back and forth at his father and Yan Shangqing, Ling Wen responded with a clever voice and turned to the gentle and intimate way: "Shangqing, do you want to go by yourself or let someone hold you? Let's go to see wolf father. He is the father of big black and small black. He loves us very much. You will like him

"Father and wife?" After his illness, he was invited for the first time. Yan Shangqing looked up eagerly at Sikong Jue. He didn't want to let brother Wen down.

"Let Wei Jin hold you there, will you?"

"Well"

in this case, how could sikongjue refuse him? Wei Jin, who was standing behind him, took the initiative to gently hold him. Ling wenlingwu also called big black and little black and yuanyuanzhuan and went to the backyard together. When there were only a few adults left in the hall, Ling Jingxuan picked up the test tube: "do you think it's wrong?"

The three people carefully took the test tube and looked at it. They all shook their heads at the same time. Ling Jingxuan was helpless. Zeng Shaoqing and sikongjue saw blood more often than ever. I'm afraid they never observed it carefully? Zhao Shan didn't have much time to see the blood. They couldn't see the abnormality. Considering this, Ling Jingxuan suddenly took out a silver needle and pricked it into his finger. After forcing out a drop of blood, he put it together with the test tube for them to see.

"Now you can see the difference?"

The blood beads on the abdomen were obviously more colorful, while the blood in the test tube was darker. The three nodded at the same time, but they still didn't understand what he meant.

"Is the child poisoned?"

Zeng Shaoqing frowned and asked tentatively, but shouldn't poisoning be black?

"Yes, it is not."

After wiping off the blood bead on his finger, Ling Jingxuan put down the test tube and turned to Si kongjue with a dignified expression: "I have pulse for my child. His pulse is heavy and slow, obviously some of which is blocked. It is a typical symptom of poisoning in the body. According to my estimation, the child may be a skin disease caused by poisoning. The person who poisoned can only be the one who has served him closely. This needs you Go back to the investigation, the poison is actually very vicious. If it can not be cured, the child will die of blood coagulation after a few years. Fortunately, it is you. If you change to someone else, I'm afraid you will have abandoned the child. Before you catch the person who poisoned me, I suggest that the child stay here first. On the one hand, I will make antidote for him, because I am also the first time to contact this old toxin and give it to children After taking the antidote, we must pay attention to his condition all the time, and adjust the formula and measurement of the antidote at any time. Then, for the skin diseases that have been induced, I plan to treat them with Decoction and steaming bath. If it works, I promise to give you a lovely boy in three months. "

Fortunately, he met him, otherwise, the child will die! The general doctor is very difficult to find the toxin in the child's body, only for the treatment of skin diseases, it is impossible to cure it well. The backyard of the big family is really bad enough, just a young child. As for the poison? Even if he was bloodthirsty, he couldn't be so cruel.

"How can it be?? In the past, all the servants who served Qing'er were the maids of the first imperial concubine. How could they

Sikong Jue was shocked. Yan Xiaohua was the son of the prince of the Pleiades. His wife was the princess. She died of dystocia and blood clots. Later, the nurse and some of her servants took care of Shang Qing. At the beginning of his marriage with Yan Xiaohua, he was not so attached to the children because he was only devoted to love and love. He only sent two people to assist him He took over the child and took care of him in person. At that time, his relationship with Yan Xiaohua had already begun to get stale. He was not in the mood to take care of the child. People were in charge of it. It was not until that year when he went back to the prince's house for the festival, and the child was bullied and crying. He began to love the child, After that, he would take care of his own hands. However, for the maids left by the princess, he only asked them to stay in the yard to guard the dowry of the concubine. When Shangqing became an adult, he would let him take over the legacy left by his biological mother?? Isn't it the most loyal maid to marry? They should also hurt him, who robbed their uncle. How could they harm Shang Qing?