[Hanwu Huo Wei] There are trees in the mountains

Jia Gaoji was an old imperial doctor in the palace during the reign of Emperor Jing. After the new emperor came to the throne, he retired and returned to his hometown. He resigned from the imperial hospital and opened a medical clinic in Xiagui.

Because he is good at treating visceral diseases, there is an endless stream of people who come to see him every day.

A mysterious young man came to his clinic that day.The visitor was tall and straight with his back straight, and he looked like a martial arts practitioner. It seemed that he didn't want others to see what he looked like, so he covered his face with a cloth scarf.This person moved very fast, entered the hall like a gust of wind, and went straight to find the most remote place to sit, the medicine boy brought him tea, but he didn't drink it, just stared out the window, waiting for all the people in the hall to see the doctor to leave.

Jia Gaoji asked the drug boy to take the last patient to grab the medicine, then he went forward and gave a long bow, and asked, "Master, you have been sitting silently for several hours, but you have something to look for?"

The young man stood up with all his sleeves full to return the salute, and finally said in a low voice: "I have heard that Dr. Jia has superb medical skills, so I came here today to come and have a look."

Jia Gaoji only felt that the young man was surrounded by an indescribable nobility, and those dark eyes that were as bright as stars were even more blazing.Jia Gaoji didn't dare to be negligent, and invited the person into the inner hall before saying, "May I ask if you are coming to see a doctor, or for someone else?"

"For someone, but also for someone else."

"May I let the old man feel the pulse?" Jia Gaoji asked the young man to sit down, and put his hand on the young man's wrist.The skin on the wrists of young people is a very healthy honey color at first, but it turns whiter as it goes up.The pulse under the fingers fluctuated quickly and slowly, and the temperature of the wrist was hot, which was obviously caused by arrhythmia.

Jia Gaoji was secretly taken aback that he encountered such difficult diseases.This disease is rare in a hundred years.He looked at the young man with some regret, pondered for a moment and said, "Can you take off the cloth towel, so that this old man can see your face as a guest."

The young man seemed to hesitate, and took it off slowly after a while.Under the soap-colored cloth towel was a handsome and slightly childish face, with a stern expression and aloof eyes.

Jia Gaoji felt that this face was very familiar, but unfortunately he was old and his memory was not good enough. If he was told that this person was Huo Qubing, the famous and mighty Grand Sima Hussar General Huo Qubing, the old man would probably be scared out of his wits.

A person covering his face to see a doctor must be trying to hide it from others.Jia Gaoji looked at the sword beside the young man. Although the long sword was not out of its sheath, it was full of evil spirit.Knowing that this young man was not easy to mess with, Jia Gaoji was sensible and didn't ask the young man's surname and place of origin.

He carefully looked at Huo Qubing's face, his face was pale and his lips were faintly purple.Probing his forehead, his tentacles were as hot as fire, and he was suffering from a high fever.Jia Gaoji hastily called the medicine boy to ice a veil with cold water and put it on the young man's head, and then used a silver needle to prick the acupuncture point on his chest for his pulse and asked carefully.

"How was your physique when you were young?"

"I was weak when I was young, and I often fell ill and had persistent fevers." Huo Qubing was puzzled, but said it clearly.

Jia Gaoji asked again: "What happened next?"

"When I was young, I lived in a nobleman's mansion. My family knew a doctor. I asked him to see a doctor for me. I took a few doses of medicine and I was fine."

"Never did it again?"

"Never."

"Alas." Jia Gaoji sighed, drawing Huo Qubing's questioning gaze.He stroked his gray beard: "Let's tell the truth, sir, this is a congenital terminal disease caused by the blockage of the meridians of the human body. You were weak when you were young, and it was caused by this disease that you often fell ill. The doctor used acupuncture decoction to temporarily flush it away." You blocked the veins, but this is not a long-term solution after all."

"Why?" Huo Qubing seemed to be able to hear the beating of his own heart, which became stronger and weaker.

"There are twelve meridians in the human body, and the meridians of ordinary people are all connected. However, my son, you were born with blocked meridians, which caused insufficient blood supply to the heart. You have only come here now, and you probably have been ill for a while."

Huo Qubing nodded, acquiesced.

"Have you felt heartache recently? How is it every morning?"

"It often hurts like a knife, and in the early morning, I am covered with chills."

Jia Gaoji stood up and wrote the prescription and asked Yaotong to grab the medicine and boil it quickly. Then he asked Huo Qubing to take off his upper body clothes and pricked other acupuncture points on his body with silver needles to dredge the meridians.

Let Huo Qubing sit quietly and rest for a while, then turn around and grab the medicine, chop it up, smash it into slag with a mortar, and knead it into pills.

Huo Qubing watched Jia Gaoji busy up and down, thought for a long time before asking: "Old man, is there any cure for my illness?"

Jia Gaoji was taken aback when he heard the words, shook his head and sighed: "This old man has little knowledge, young master's disease can only be dragged away by taking medicine and acupuncture, and there is no cure."

"I think you are a martial artist, but you have been in the army?" Without waiting for Huo Qubing to answer, he continued: "If you joined the army, I advise you to retire from the army and go home. I'm afraid of fighting, I guess I don't dare to go south again, there is no big war in this world, so the young master should take this opportunity to relax for a few years."

"how do I say this?"

"My lord, don't use a knife or a gun for your illness, don't be overjoyed, angry, and sad. It's best to have no joy or sorrow, and it can drag on for a few years."

"What if I can't?"

Hearing Huo Qubing's words, Jia Gaoji frowned and turned to point at Huo Qubing angrily, "You young man is so strange! This body belongs to you, and you know that once your emotions fluctuate, your heart will be unbearable! If you want to be overjoyed and deeply saddened, I'm afraid it will take a year or so at most, and you will die!"

Huo Qubing stopped talking, and just turned his head to stare at the sword beside him, his eyes were dark and bitter.

Jia Gaoji handed the pills in the medicine bottle to Huo Qubing.He blamed and said: You young man, if you say you will be happy or sad, with your current appearance, I am afraid that you will die sooner. "

The corners of Huo Qubing's lips curled up. He didn't notice it when he came here, but now he realizes that Jia Gaoji is just as stubborn as those old scholars in His Majesty's Taixue, he would start blowing his beard and staring as soon as he disobeyed.

Huo Qubing took the medicine bottle and drank the medicine brought by the medicine boy in one gulp.The thick black medicine slid down the throat of the tongue and into the stomach, and his handsome brows and eyes were wrinkled due to the bitterness.

Jia Gaoji took away the silver needles on his body, and Huo Qubing felt much lighter.The fever seemed to subside, and I no longer felt hot and unable to breathe.

"Drink this medicine three times a day and don't forget it. When your heart hurts, you must take this pill immediately to protect your heart. Acupuncture can dredge your meridians. You must come every other month, my lord." Jia Gaoji urged the same.

Huo Qubing responded one by one.Suddenly asked: "Does the old man have medicine for cold disease?"

"Why do you still have a cold?" Jia Gaoji suspected that he was old and dim-sighted. He had just diagnosed that the young man was only suffering from the disease of dead veins and had no cold.

"It's my beloved. He was often outside the Great Wall in his early years, and when he contracted a cold disease, he must commit it in spring and winter. He was in great pain."

"Then that's not good. Women's physique is cold and cold, and the cold disease is even worse." Jia Gaoji wrote another prescription and handed it to Huo Qubing. "You need to take care of your illness, and you also need to take care of your cold disease. Young master and your family should go to some countryside as soon as possible to take care of them."

Huo Qubing, carrying the medicine and the prescription, went out of the clinic and asked the waiter in the inn to bring his horse.

Riding on the Wusun horse, Huo Qubing was so proud that he just wanted to laugh up to the sky.Jia Gaoji then told him to have no joy or sorrow.He ignored it.What about the arterial ailment?He doesn't care at all.If he could get a word from his uncle, it would be worth it even if he died tomorrow.I just feel happy in my heart, the old gentleman guessed so well that he joined the army, but he didn't guess that the person he loves is not a girl!

The person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him is the great hero of the Han Dynasty!