Chapter 297

Xiao Zimu didn't understand why Zheng Zhongguang had to be sent to Xiang Chengfang in the early summer because there were so many imperial doctors in the palace. It wasn't because he thought Xiang Chengfang's medical skills were not good, but because he thought it would be better to summon the imperial doctors to brainstorm than one person's idea.

At the beginning of summer, Zheng Zhongguang insisted on sending him to Xiangzhai. One is that the less people know about him, the better.

Second, he can't always take care of Zheng Zhongguang. He always needs an imperial doctor around him. Xiang Chengfang is the best choice in early summer.

Third, in the early summer, I was taken care of by him in my previous life, and I was quite familiar with his medical ethics.

Therefore, in the previous case of Huo Tianyang, he asked Bingwen to find a contractor.

Of course, Xiao Zimu has never seen his medical skills in early summer.

Even the pill used to hang Zheng Zhongguang's life was given to him at the beginning of summer. It was only said that it was given by an expert occasionally and was given to him for a rainy day.

It's no wonder Xiao Zimu didn't do what he thought. Who would have thought that a little Marquis who was weak since childhood and grew up in the mountain would be an unparalleled miracle doctor in the world.

Everyone thought that the little Marquis himself would die at any time.

Now the emperor has granted Xiang Chengfang's leave and asked him to stay in Xiang's house to take care of Zheng Zhongguang.

Although Xiang Chengfang received the will, he thought that Lord Zheng might not wake up.

Xiang Chengfang was still reading the medical books in his study when the young man came to report the visit of the young marquis. Since he was left here, he had to find some ways to try.

"Where was Zheng Zhongguang placed?" At the beginning of summer, Xiang Chengfang asked directly.

Xiang Chengfang bluffed. It was a secret that Lord Zheng was arranged here. No one knew except the emperor and his seventh highness.

Even the young man in the house doesn't know who sent in. How does the little Marquis know?

Xiang Chengfang kept in mind the emperor's confidential will and made an awkward salute to the beginning of summer: "the lower official has always lived alone. I don't know who the little Marquis refers to."

At the beginning of summer, he smiled: "you don't need to worry. I asked his highness Qi to send people over."

Xiang Chengfang was surprised. He and the little Marquis had never met before tonight. Naturally, he couldn't understand that it was Xiao Zimu who sent the people in early summer.

At first, he thought that the emperor and his seventh highness looked at him differently and thought that he had excellent medical skills.

Therefore, Xiang Cheng said awkwardly to the beginning of summer: "it was entrusted by the young marquis. I'll show you the way."

At the beginning of summer, he followed him to the room where Zheng Zhongguang was placed, went straight to Zheng Zhongguang's bed and began to pick his clothes.

"Little Marquis, what are you doing?" Xiang Chengfang bluffed. Originally, he was still waiting outside the door. Seeing this scene, he hurried into the house to stop.

"How can I apply the needle without taking off his clothes?" At the beginning of summer, seeing his nervous appearance, he tilted his head and smiled.

Xiang Chengfang looked at the young early summer and looked embarrassed: "little Hou, the art of acupuncture and moxibustion is not a child's play. It's too late to pull it out if it's wrong."

In fact, what he wants to say is that it will kill people if he is not careful

The emperor and his seventh highness are so nervous. If this man is stabbed to death by the little marquis in his house, what should he do.

At the beginning of summer, seeing that he wanted to talk and stopped, knowing his concerns, he comforted him: "Xiang Zhangyuan, don't worry, I will still do this acupuncture."

Xiang Chengfang took off his belt when he saw that he had finished in early summer. At first, Xiang Chengfang didn't know what he was going to do. After he took off the belt and spread it out, Xiang Chengfang found that there were all kinds of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses inserted in the belt on the inner side.

Xiang Chengfang has seen all kinds of doctors carefully keep their acupuncture bags. He has never seen this method.

Therefore, he was even more skeptical about the art of acupuncture and moxibustion in early summer.

If so, he knew that since the silver needle was used at the beginning of summer, it was mostly used to stab fish and hunt wild, and it was rarely used to cure people. He was afraid that he would faint when his eyes turned over.

Seeing that he picked up a long needle in early summer and was about to prick it, Xiang Chengfang quickly stretched out his hand and stopped in front: "young Marquis, if you really want to do acupuncture for Lord Zheng, would you like to let the official study for a day or two and try to try it for him?"

At the beginning of summer, I didn't expect that he was such a person. With his hand twisting the needle, he turned the needle flowers with his fingertips at will, raised his eyebrow and looked at him: "don't you believe I can cure?"

Xiang Chengfang was attracted by the needle flowers he turned at will. He saw his middle three fingers bouncing back and forth. He couldn't see that there was a slender silver needle in his hand.

I just felt that the silver light in front of me quickly turned and rolled into needle flowers. Xiang Chengfang had never seen a silver needle can still play like this. For a moment, he was a little stunned.

"Xiang Zhangyuan, at the beginning of the year, I heard that Lord Lu said you wanted to get to know me. Why, now that I'm here, you stopped me instead." At the beginning of summer, he stopped playing with his hand, squeezed the needle, filtered it, and looked at him with a smile.

Xiang Chengfang only recovered when he stopped. Then he was a little confused by what he said behind him.

As for Lord Lu at the beginning of the year, isn't it just Lu Mingxi, governor of Jiangzhou today?

Xiang Chengfang thought of this and unconsciously opened his mouth. His pupils suddenly shrunk. Unbelievably, he covered his mouth again. After stabilizing his mood for a long time, he asked him, "the little marquis is is the friend who gave medicine to Lord Lu?"

Early summer nodded: "can I give him an injection now?"

Xiang Chengfang was also shocked by the surging mood that the pill was refined in early summer. He saw that after early summer, he skillfully picked up the root silver needle and inserted it into each acupoint quickly and accurately. Only then did he have to believe that he really knew the art of acupuncture and moxibustion.

Moreover, judging from his technique, he can't achieve proficiency and composure.

Acupuncture points naturally pay attention to, but the angle and depth of insertion are the most difficult to grasp.

Even for the acupuncture points pierced at the beginning of summer, if he were to apply the needle, the time alone would be about four times more, and this method is very mind-consuming and physical.

It doesn't look like taking a needle. If he comes to pierce the acupoints around the body, I'm afraid he has to shake his hands when eating.

Therefore, he saw that in such a short time in early summer, he did not hesitate to accurately apply the needle.

A face, already showing the color of admiration.

After giving Zheng Zhongguang a needle in early summer, he took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and handed it to him, telling him to take one pill for Zheng Zhongguang on time every morning.

Xiang Chengfang opened the bottle and poured out one. After smelling it, he was surprised again.

This

It's a rare elixir again.

And it's not one this time. It's a whole bottle