Chapter 335 Your Life Is a Bit Miserable

After listening to Qin Liuxi's words, Song Ye no longer had a look of contempt on his face.

She was right, no matter the age, it is not just ordinary children who can say such words at such an age.

Song Ye didn't dare to look down upon her anymore, and still had some hope in her heart. Maybe she could really cure her sister's disease?

Thinking of this, Song Ye felt slightly relieved.

Qin Liuxi concentrated on feeling the pulse. After checking one pulse, he switched to the other hand and frowned slightly.

Song Ye had been paying attention to her face, and when he saw her frowning, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, what's wrong? I've seen many doctors, and they all said that I did have insufficient kidney water and insufficient sperm. Yuan lost money, so it was difficult to have children these years.”

When he said the words "It's hard to have a child", a trace of bitterness and embarrassment flashed across his face.

I would like to ask which man in this world can openly accept his infertility? How many people don’t regret being childless?

Especially Song Ye, it's not that he has never had a son, he has had one, or two, but as Qin Liuxi said, dying one after another is more hurtful than never having had one, because he had one but lost it again.

Qin Liuxi said: "The doctors that the general has seen are not all quacks. It is true that the kidney essence is deficient, the lower yuan is not solid, and it is indeed difficult to get pregnant."

Song Ye's face turned even darker.

"But it's not like the general has never had a child. It means that your essence has a foundation. You can use precise medicine to adjust the yin and yang of the body, actively take decoctions, and regulate the kidney essence, and you can still make a woman pregnant again."

Song Ye's eyes lit up: "You mean I can still give birth?"

"As long as you take care of yourself, all your wishes will come true."

Song Ye became more anxious after hearing this and asked: "What should we do? To be honest, I have been listening to the doctor's advice to take medicine, and even followed the doctor's advice to reduce sexual intercourse to nourish sperm, but it is just a fantasy."

"Please stick out your tongue and let me see."

Song Ye opened his mouth obediently.

Qin Liuxi looked at it carefully and said: "The tongue is pale and the coating is thin, the pulse is thin and weak, the complexion is dull and the hair and beard are prematurely white. The main kidney essence is insufficient. How about the general defecating?"

"Ah?" It was Song Ye, an old man. Hearing this, his face felt a little hot. He coughed and said hesitantly: "It's just slender, and it urinates at night, and it ticks a few times."

He seemed a little embarrassed and forced his respect: "I wasn't like this when I was young. At your age, I could pee through an earthen wall."

Chen Pi was speechless: "..."

He looked at his master, if he knew you were a girl, he would probably be even more embarrassed, right?

Qin Liuxi didn't feel any weird at all, and said, "How long can sex last?"

Song Ye: "!"

This master is still a child, how come she knows everything?

Just as he was about to speak, Qin Liuxi seemed to have penetrated his thoughts and said with a smile: "Be honest with the doctor so that the treatment will not be delayed, and the doctor will know how to use medicinal needles."

Song Ye: "..."

He was a little embarrassed and said: "Maybe I am getting older and now I am not able to do what I want, so I can only do things hastily."

"The general is unable to have sex, and must be physically tired. He is also worried about his sister's condition. He is overly worried and has insomnia and dreams. No wonder he looks ugly. You are in such a bad mood, no matter how much medicine you take, it will not help."

When mentioning his sister's illness, Song Ye looked sad and said: "She is also in trouble. She lost her son at a young age and she collapsed."

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows: "Is this the case of losing a son too?"

"Yes, I came here to order a new coffin for my nephew. The child's grave collapsed."

Qin Liuxi tapped the table, thought for a moment and said, "General, do you want to meet?"

Song Ye was stunned. Didn't this mean that he was infertile? Why did they meet him again?

"The general has forgotten that in our shop, we can practice medicine and save people, do fortune-telling, and sell peace talismans." Qin Liuxi said with a smile: "The general is the first customer of our shop. You can pay for the consultation and so on. You are cheaper."

Song Ye said: "Then please give me a look."

"Okay, please extend your hand."

Song Ye was stunned and stretched out his hand. She was holding the pulse again?

Are all the magicians so nagging?

Seeing his doubts, Qin Liuxi explained: "There is a physiognomist technique called Taisu Pulse Technique, which can predict good and bad luck. I will just tell you, and the general will listen."

Song Ye was even more curious.

Qin Liuxi put his fingers on his left wrist, pinched the magic formula with his other hand, chanted Taisu Pulse Jue, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully felt the pulse on his wrist.

"I lost my parents in a disaster year when I was ten years old, and I am dependent on my sister."

Song Ye almost fell down in shock, but his wrist was held down by Qin Liuxi and he couldn't move.

"Twenty-year-old grass bandits took advantage of the military chaos to rise up and become heroes. Five years later, they were recruited, dressed in red clothes, and high-spirited. At thirty-seven, they lost their eldest son, and at thirty-seven, they lost their second son. His legitimate wife committed suicide because of missing her son. She was frail in her prime."

Song Ye was trembling all over and looked frightened.

He prides himself on being a man who has seen strong winds and waves, but now he feels chilled from the bottom of his heart.

He has seen many swindlers, and some with some real skills, but this is the first time that he has been able to accurately diagnose the first half of his life by relying on the Fumai.

This is just a child!

No matter what age you are.

Song Ye's back was like a glow, and he kept choking on his saliva.

"The soul is not solid and has no children. If you lose your sister in your prime years, your soul will return to heaven knowing your destiny. All your relatives will be cut off and your family fortune will be lost..."

Song Ye couldn't help but pull back his hand and fell off the stool in shock, looking at Qin Liuxi as if he were a ghost.

Qin Liuxi opened his eyes, looked at Song Ye who was frightened and turned pale on the ground, and said, "General's life is as bitter as coptis!"

Song Ye: "..."

Is this painful?

This must be called a tragedy, right?

He got up from the ground, pinched his tiger's mouth hard, and said with a stern face: "You mean I will die at fifty?"

"This is how the current pulse predicts good and bad luck."

"How accurate can it be?"

Qin Liuxi smiled and said: "If there is no chance of improvement, there is a high probability that it will happen."

Song Ye's face turned pale again, but he caught the meaning of her words and almost pounced on her: "You mean there is a turning point?"

"Destiny is not static. As long as one line changes, the other lines will change accordingly. This change will no longer be the original direction." Qin Liuxi chuckled: "General, the Lord of Heaven."

Song Ye smiled bitterly and said: "God is the Lord, it is not enough for me to take away my parents, nor is it enough to lose my son or my wife. This will only count if I die. Is this still fair?"

"But didn't God guide you to come to me? I may be the turning point in the general's fate."

Song Ye was shocked.

He stared at Qin Liuxi for a long time without speaking. After a long while, he took two steps back and offered her his hands: "Master, please save me. Will my destiny and pulse change after my body has been conditioned?"

Qin Liuxi laughed and said: "The body is very important, but this fate is more important than other things, because it will make you weaker. The general's appearance is not a short-lived person."

Song Ye was puzzled. Just now she said she couldn't live past fifty?

Qin Liuxi pondered for a long time: "I suspect that someone has given you, General, a curse of the art of hating victory."

What's more serious may be that the ancestral grave has become passive.