Chapter 334

"Gout, as the name suggests, means that when the wind blows, it will hurt. This disease looks terrible, but the reason is very simple, that is, there is a crystal in the smooth joint, which is called urate. If you want to eradicate gout, you have to eliminate this crystal. "

Song Xijiao explained as she pricked a needle into He Yuan's knee.

Hao Lang Zhong taught her this method of acupuncture and moxibustion.

However, although Hao Lang Zhong invented this acupuncture method, it was just because he had made several patients better by this set of needles. He did not know the reason.

Song Xijiao just made up for this part of the deficiency. She not only knew what it was, but also knew why. When she used the needle, she was more accurate and targeted.

He yuan didn't quite understand what he yuan heard, but he was eager to explore. He asked, "what crystal do you mean, it's gone if you prick it with a needle?"

"That's impossible. If it was so simple, there wouldn't be so many gout people in the world."

Song Xijiao shook her head, picked up a long needle and stuck it into the meniscus of his knee joint. Then she pinched his knee. Seeing his painful reaction, she raised her eyes and asked, "old man, have you felt tired and heavy recently?"

He yuan nodded: "yes, I am more and more tired, usually can walk a mile, now can not walk half a mile road to have a rest."

Song Xijiao sighed: "your knee meniscus has been damaged, knee joint also began to swell, and if it goes on like this, you will begin to limp in less than two months."

"Limp? No, I have such a big orchard to look after. I can't limp. Girl, is there any way you can keep my leg! "

"Yes, it is It's a little hard. I don't know if you can hold on. "

He yuan immediately said: "as long as you can cure this leg, no more gout, no lameness, I will do whatever you say."

"What if I let you be a monk?"

"What?"

Song Xijiao quickly waved her hand and said, "don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to become a monk. It's just that you have to eat vegetarian food. A mysterious old man told me that diet is more important than medicine to treat gout. In the final analysis, you get gout because of urate. As long as you can reduce or even eliminate urate, you will not have gout. Therefore, you'd better not eat fish, not meat, nor beans. "

“……”

He yuan was lost in thought after listening.

Although he looked thin, he was a good man without meat. Even now, an old man is full of illness, and he is always drinking and eating, and never avoid eating. The most important thing is that he doesn't have much time left to go to the coffin, and he wants to enjoy himself while he is still alive.

Now it's difficult to tell him not to eat fish, but only to eat the dishes with little water.

Seeing that he was in such a dilemma, song Xijiao could not make a decision after pondering for a long time, so she had to say, "Well! I'll cook for you these days. Would you like to have a try first

Hearing this, he yuan couldn't help laughing: "girl, what do you want me to do for me?"

Finally, the point!

Song Xijiao's heart relaxed, and without hesitation, she said, "in fact, I want to trouble Mr. He to move to my bamboo paper farm."

He yuanyizheng thought that she wanted money or some calligraphy and paintings and some treasures in his library, but he didn't expect it was such a strange request. He looked at her suspiciously and asked, "why did you move to live there?"

"It's a long story."

"Then make a long story short!"

"To make a long story short, I have offended Mr. He. He wants to revenge me, but I can't fight him. I can only move you to help me."

Hearing this, he yuan immediately hummed: "this boy is more and more promising. Bullying a girl is no skill!"

"I am also responsible for this, but I have nothing else to do, sir. Would you like to help me?"

"Don't say you came all the way to help me cure gout. Otherwise, let me know that the bastard bullied the woman again, and I won't let him go!"

"That's a promise!" Song Xijiao couldn't help but stand up and clapped her hands, "then I'm going to ask my husband to carry you to the bamboo paper farm!"

Zhong Chun was sitting in front of the carriage, polishing a thin branch. After polishing, he tied a pomegranate flower bud with the thread. He just saw song Xijiao running over with a smile, so he jumped out of the carriage. When she came near, he put the thin branch into her bun.

Small pomegranate flower bud like a cluster of small flames, flickering in her crow black bun, jumping and lovely, against her smiling face, eyes like a reflection of the sunset.

"Isn't it beautiful? You're stupid."

Song Xijiao's smiling eyes are bright.

Zhong Chun couldn't help laughing with her and asked, "what's going on inside?""I just came out to look for you. I'm done. He has already asked his wife to pack up his things. When you put him on the carriage, we will go back to the city

Zhongchun was surprised and said, "so fast?"

"Of course, I am a miracle doctor!"

When song Xijiao settled down with Mr. He and was ready to find Dafeng, Dafeng was going crazy.

The group of scholars who had made an appointment with song Xijiao came early in the morning, clamoring to see Miss Song. Dafeng said that she had gone out and asked them to come back in the afternoon. However, these people were afraid that their work would be robbed by others when they were not there, so they all refused to leave. Now they are gathering in the elegant room to have tea and chat.

Dafeng was afraid that these people would go wrong upstairs and break into their rooms. She would come up and have a look at them from time to time. However, the business in the shop downstairs was very good. She couldn't walk. She was very tired and sweating.

"Well, I'll give them to me. You can go and look after the shop."

"Yes, master!"

Song Xijiao opened the door and walked into the room. Good guy, at least 20 scholars were crowded in the room. There were not enough chairs for them to sit in. They stood by the window. They couldn't stand in front of the window, and they came to the door to block it.

A small room, full of people.

These are the reserved talents of bamboo paper factory!

"I'm glad to meet you. I've heard a lot about you. I've heard from you, young lady song Xijiao. I've met you all." Song Xijiao saw that she couldn't squeeze in, even if she could. As a woman, it was not suitable for her to be in a crowd of men. She simply stood at the door and arched her hands and said, "please follow me if you are good at painting."

After a series of twists and turns, all those people arranged began to work. Song Xijiao was also tired and thirsty. She sat down at the table and began to pour water.

But after drinking a few mouthfuls, from the bottom of the building came a cry from a fellow: "boss! Not good! Come out and have a look

Song Xijiao puffed out a mouthful of tea.

Damn it!

Can you give her a rest!

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