Chapter 322

"Sir, my subordinates are back," Pang Yi said happily. He opened the door, drove in the carriage, opened the carriage door, and looked at Gu Changlin with a smile. "Mr. Gu, let me help you out of the car."

"Who wants your help? Do I look like an old man who can't even walk on the road? " Gu Changlin's face was undisguised. He slapped pangyi's hand away, and then jumped out of the carriage directly. It's not like an old man, not to mention an old man who drank more than a jin of burning knives.

Pang Yi can't help but thumbs up to Gu Changlin: "Mr. Gu, you are so strong!"

"I prefer to be praised by others for my strong body and strong bones. In fact, I prefer to be praised by others for my magnanimity." Gu Changlin glanced at Pang Yi politely, looked around at the simple courtyard, and asked Pang Yi with his waist pinched. "Does your master live in such a broken place? Anyone here? Where is it? "

"Mr. Gu, please come here," Pang Yi hurriedly took Gu Changlin's medicine box from the carriage and showed Gu Changlin the way. "Mr. Gu, please follow me into the room."

Gu Changlin follows Pang Yi into the room. As soon as Fu enters the room, Gu Changlin can't help frowning. After entering the bedroom through the outer hall and seeing Zhong Mingwei sitting on the Kang, Gu Changlin's eyebrows are almost screwed together.

"Mr. Gu, this is the master of the family," Pang Yi put the medicine box on the table, introduced it to Gu Changlin, and then recommended it to Zhong Mingwei. "Sir, this is Gu Changlin, the most famous man in yanshe, Mr. Gu."

Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he bowed to Gu Changlin and said, "Gu Lao..."

"Get rid of that old word for me." Gu Changlin abruptly cut off Zhong Mingwei's words. Then, in Zhong Mingwei's stunned eyes, the eldest brother sat on the Kang. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhong Mingwei's face. From his forehead to chin, and from chin to forehead, he said nothing for a long time. His expression became more dignified.

Zhong Mingwei can't feel Gu Changlin's temper, and he doesn't know what he is doing. At present, he looks at pangyi behind Gu Changlin. Pangyi is so busy that he waves to Zhong Mingwei to signal that it doesn't matter. Don't be surprised.

"You Some are not right. "For a while, Gu Changlin began slowly. This time, his tone was totally different from that of free and easy just now. He stared at Zhong Mingwei's face for a while. He stared at Zhong Mingwei's heart. Gu Changlin opened again." give me your hand. "

"Yes." Zhong Mingwei hurriedly handed his hand to him, and pulled up his sleeve, revealing his pale wrist.

Gu Changlin put his finger on Zhong Mingwei's pulse and carefully numbered. He didn't hair for half a day. He squinted and stared at Zhong Mingwei's face, while he numbered his pulse, which was enough to make a cup of tea. Then he withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Gu, what's wrong with my pulse?" Zhong Mingwei was very worried. He asked Mr. Gu to come here to show him his leg injury. But when he came in, he didn't look at his leg, instead, he looked at his face for a long time, and registered the pulse for such a long time. Naturally, he was a little uneasy.

"With all due respect, you have a strange pulse," Gu Changlin said, shaking his head slightly. "It's not strange. I can't say it for the time being, but I should have seen it before. Let me think about it."

"Yes, thank you very much, sir," said Zhong Mingwei, who was very busy thanking him. At the same time, he stretched out his leg and said to Gu Changlin, "Mr. Gu, please look at my leg again. This knee is always..."

Gu Changlin waved his hand to him, indicating that he didn't need to speak much. Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he shuddered. Then he watched Gu Changlin put his hand on his knee, gently touched it for a few times, and took out the silver needle from the medicine chest, then took it out and sent it to the tip of his nose for sniffing.

"Your leg is old, at least a year," Gu Changlin took the pad, wiped the silver needle, and said to Zhong Mingwei, "has been anxious to recover?"

"Yes," Zhong Mingwei nodded impatiently. "Since the beginning of last year, he was seriously injured, and then he never stood up. He was bedridden, so he was very worried. Chongyang was able to stand on the wall before and after, and then he could walk a few steps slowly, but he had to be supported by others. But some days ago, he suffered a new injury, and then his knee was so swollen No more. "