Chapter 407 She Is Young but She Has a Lot of Talent

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their eyelids as they watched Qin Liuxi walking leisurely, looking like he was shopping in the market.

"Here, this young man is also a free clinic doctor?" The old servant was a little surprised.

The scolding guard widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "No, a half-year-old boy can also be a doctor. There is no one in your city?"

Doctor Mao and others looked a little ugly after hearing this, and said: "Young boy may not be incapable. He is the young master of Qingping Temple without seeking for trivial matters. Although he is young, he has superb medical skills. All of them are in our hands." above."

"That's right, ability is not based on age. It's true that she is young, but she has ability."

The people on Dongyang Hou's side were stabbed so hard that their cheeks were hot.

The old servant was the one who could relax the most and quickly apologized and said: "Old doctor, it's because we are too blind to see the truth. We don't mean to offend, we just feel it's too unexpected. After all, this young man has not even reached the crown. "

Doctor Mao snorted and said proudly: "Young Master's medical skills are something few can match."

Upon hearing this, Marquis Dongyang half-squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Liuxi.

Qin Liuxi came closer and said, "Doctor Mao, you are wearing this tall hat so tightly on me because you are afraid that I won't be able to take it off."

Doctor Mao smiled and said: "How dare you? It's not because we are not good at studying and can't determine the prescription for this old gentleman's disease. I want to see what you have to say, and let me wait and take a closer look."

It's a great time to study medicine, so hurry up.

Qin Liuxi glanced at Dongyang Hou and said: "I'm afraid there is nothing I can do. I just wanted to see a doctor for this old man, but he didn't believe me. Doctor Mao, if the patient doesn't believe it, you can't use your ability, right? Just now?" I was even scolded harshly by such a little bastard, and I’m so scared that I’m still jumping very fast now!”

"What, why are you scared? Who is so bold!" Doctor Mao glared angrily.

Who scares their little ancestor?

He glanced towards Dongyang Marquis and his companions, his eyes showing a bit of displeasure.

Dongyang Hou’s troops: “…”

No, it's better to act like he's telling lies with his eyes open. How does he look like he's frightened?

But the other party was a doctor recommended by all the old doctors. The guard who scolded Qin Liuxi took a step forward and bowed his hands: "I'm wrong for frightening the little Taoist priest. Please have a lot of money, regardless of the past, and do it for me." Main consultation."

Qin Liuxi glanced at him and said, "You are a very big man, able to bend and stretch. No wonder you can be a small official."

The man's expression changed slightly, and his hand subconsciously held down the sword at his waist.

Dongyang Marquis and others were also a little surprised, looking at Qin Liuxi with a more formal look.

"Don't be so vigilant. Didn't you hear what Dr. Mao said? I'm the young master of Qingping Temple. I don't ask for a dharma title. I can always do something about fortune telling. Don't you think so, old general?" Qin Liu looked to the west. Xiang Dongyanghou smiled.

Dongyang Hou met her eyes, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his whole body was as majestic as a tiger. However, the boy opposite him was not afraid at all, as if he was a toothless tiger and had nothing to fear.

Also, if my legs are broken and my body is disabled, how can I still ride on a horse and fight on the battlefield? Isn’t it like a toothless tiger?

Dongyang Hou smiled hoarsely: "Young Master's eyes are vicious. It's true that he is not fooling around. What else can you see?"

"You want me to say it, but it doesn't sound nice and makes you sad. You can't blame me."

"oh?"

"Your wife is dead, your son has died young, your grandchildren have been harmed, and your official career is unstable. If the old general's illness is not cured, and he has worked hard for many years, I am afraid it will all come to nothing."

Silence, silence.

The expression on Dongyang Hou's face remained unchanged, but his heart felt like a huge wave had set off, and a kind of panic was spreading.

The way he looked at Qin Liuxi changed from formal to cautious.

She came here for a free clinic, but she just did it on the spur of the moment. She couldn't have known her identity and her family affairs, but she was right.

"Can all of this be seen from the face?" he asked pretending to be calm.

Qin Liuxi said with a smile on his lips: "It can be seen naturally that a person's appearance and destiny are combined. Of course, appearance also changes and is not static. If it changes, destiny will also change."

"Then do you think my appearance can still change?" Dongyang Hou asked.

Qin Liuxi sat behind the table and said, "Your destiny has changed since you came to this shack. Old general, can I give you a pulse?"

The old servant suppressed his excitement, personally rolled up his master's sleeves and held his hand.

"Okay, my legs are weak, and my hands are not useless." Dongyang Hou brushed him away and put his hand on the medicine pillow.

Qin Liuxi put his fingers on it, with a calm expression, and quickly changed his hands and asked, "When you got out of the car just now, two boys helped you walk. Do you have any strength in your legs?"

Dongyang Hou was surprised, nodded and said: "This year it is becoming more and more powerless."

Qin Liuxi retracted his hand, walked around the table, came to him, squatted down, lifted up his robe, pinched the acupuncture points on his legs, and tapped his knees, not forgetting to ask him how he felt.

"What, is it a wasting disease?" Doctor Mao asked anxiously when he saw Qin Liuxi standing up.

Qin Liuxi nodded and looked at Dongyang Hou: "Have you been suffering from this disease for a long time?"

The famous doctors he had seen in the past also said that they were ineffective. Dongyang Marquis was not surprised when he heard them say this again. He didn't even have any trouble. When Qin Liuxi asked this question again, he said: "It has been more than two years. Now It’s getting more and more numb, and now it’s winter, it’s even more numb.”

"You are a bit lucky. Now your feet are getting weaker and number. If it is not cured, you will have a stroke, that is, a stroke." Qin Liuxi said: "At your age, once you have a stroke, your legs will be paralyzed. If you are weak, you may be paralyzed in bed, but even if you are not paralyzed in bed, if your leg cannot be cured, you will still be paralyzed. "

"What?" the old servant exclaimed: "This, the famous doctors in the past never said that there would be a stroke."

Doctor Mao and other old doctors were also surprised and said: "Young master, how can you still have a stroke? What's the pulse like?"

"Didn't you diagnose the symptoms without asking about the symptoms? He has numbness in his limbs and feet, numbness due to qi deficiency, and woodiness due to blood deficiency. Medical scriptures say that these symptoms must be a precursor to stroke. Not to mention that his meridians are blocked and cold evil persists. I am already old. Isn't it common for an old man to have this disease at his age? "

All the elderly people trembled: "!"

I deeply suspect that she is actually connoting them!

The hands hidden in Dongyang Hou's sleeves were clenched into fists, and his tone was already a bit more anxious and eager: "Then Master Yi Shao, please tell me, old man, how should I treat my illness?"

A stroke that left him paralyzed in bed, ranging from being completely paralyzed and unable to speak, to being crooked in mouth and eyes. No matter what it was, he didn't want to think about it.

And if Qin Liuxi could say this, he should be able to be cured, right?

What a good guy. As I was reading the information and writing, I thought of my right hand, which was numb and paralyzed, and I was trembling!