The Epic Revenge Chapter 197: I took off my shirt
When Simu arrived at Gu's house, everyone in the Gu family was still downstairs. After eating, they had to sit rationally for a while before going upstairs.
"Young Marshal, have you eaten yet?" The third concubine was too hospitable to guests and wanted to make face for Gu Qingzhou, lest Simu think that the people in the Gu family were rude.
Simu nodded.
Gu Guizhang doesn't know the fact that he can't speak, so the rest of the Gu family don't know either.
Si Mu doesn't speak, looks particularly arrogant and defiant.
"Let's go." Gu Qingzhou said to Simu, "My dad is still resting, and I'll come over and talk later."
Sim nods.
The two of them went out, Gu Zhang coldly said behind him: "Look at that young marshal, treat Gu Qingzhou like a maid!"
She felt that Simu looked down on the Gu family and Gu Qingzhou.
The third and fourth aunts are not easy to refute, because Simu looks like that.
It's too cold to say a word, and I really don't take the Gu family seriously.
Gu Qingzhou didn't know about these discussions.
Simu also has an annex in the city.
His annex is not badly decorated. It has a three-story milky white exterior wall, a tall courtyard wall, and a large iron gate full of vines. At this time, there are no leaves, only dark brown vines are left. .
The boys in the Si family have other restaurants, so I don't blame them. Their home is the military governor's mansion - it is the military and political center of Yuecheng, and there are many inconveniences.
The house looks good from the outside, but the inside is lackluster, with no decoration at all.
There are two benches in the living room.
It's not an exaggeration at all, there are only two benches in the empty room.
Gu Qingzhou was stunned: "Is this your annex?"
Sim nods.
He understood Gu Qingzhou's doubts, so he led the way and took Gu Qingzhou to the second floor.
The second floor is also simple, and there is a living room.
Si Mu's living room is more primitive than Si Xingpei's annex - wooden armchairs are placed left and right, with a boxwood coffee table in the middle.
This is an old-fashioned living room with no trace of Westernization.
Si Mu wrote on the table: "Diagnose the pulse?"
He asks if he should start his pulse now.
The writing is so simple that he doesn't even bother to use a pen, so he writes directly on the table.
Gu Qingzhou said: "I have been diagnosed last time. Your illness will not change in the short term. I can tell you the diagnosis result directly."
Simu nodded.
Gu Qingzhou cleared his throat and began to argue: "General aphonia is related to the lungs and kidneys. In ancient medical records, it was said that 'the lung is the door of the voice, and the qi is the root of the voice', but Jin Shi does not Sing, Jin Po is silent.
The lungs and kidneys lift Qi up the throat, instigating the vocal cords to produce sound. I heard that when you were in Germany, you changed hospitals and saw countless doctors, and they all said that your vocal cords were normal, right? "
Sim nods.
This is the truth, the old lady told Gu Qingzhou.
"Then we can be sure that you can't speak. The problem is not the vocal cords, but the lungs and kidneys in the body. Do you agree with my diagnosis?" Gu Qingzhou asked again.
Simus nodded again.
Si Mu agrees with this analysis, because he is sure that the vocal cords are intact.
"Since it is the cause of lung and kidney qi, then there is a difference between deficiency symptoms and positive symptoms." Gu Qingzhou said again.
This time she didn't wait for Simu to interrupt, and continued: "I'll talk about the evidence first."
She really ruled it out.
She said the evidence first, which means that Simu's disease is a deficiency.
Si Mu understood very well and listened to her analysis quietly.
".... Lung sturdy means that the lung qi is contained in the interior, and the cold air is in the epiglottis. It is not suitable for opening and closing, so it is impossible to speak. If there is wind-cold-phlegm syndrome, if you don’t have these, it is definitely not empirical evidence.” Gu Qingzhou added, “However, when treating such diseases in traditional Chinese medicine, it is easy to consider empirical evidence.”
Simu understands.
No wonder I have seen traditional Chinese medicine before, but it was not cured. It turned out to be an evidence.
"My personal diagnosis is that your hoarseness is a deficiency syndrome. Your pulse is slow and weak, and your lungs are dry and your kidneys are insufficiency. I think you were greatly stimulated back then, and you held your breath and didn't make it through.
A person who is greatly frightened will have a brief moment of breathlessness. However, you had problems with qi deficiency and weak kidneys back then. If you didn’t take a breath, the qi was already depleted and immediately sank.
Once the atmosphere sinks, it won't be able to reach the throat and instigate the vocal cords. This is not a mental illness, it's just that the atmosphere sinks.
The atmosphere sank, slowly forming a barrier and chest. The atmosphere could no longer be passed up to the throat, and the breath continued to be short and the vocal cords could not be stirred. "Gu Qingzhou said.
This is her diagnosis.
She is confident in her diagnosis.
After all, Gu Qingzhou looked at Simu, waiting for Simu's response.
If he believes, Gu Qingzhou can rectify it and give him a prescription.
"Do you believe my diagnosis?" Gu Qingzhou asked.
Simu is still on the table, writing with his fingers: Believe.
After reading it, Gu Qingzhou said, "Since you believe it, then I will give you a prescription."
Because it was a diagnosis, Gu Qingzhou prepared a pen and paper in her handbag. She took it out and wrote the prescription.
"One tael of raw arrows, four coins of angelica, and two coins of cohosh." Gu Qingzhou wrote it and handed it to Si Mu.
Si Mu looked over and nodded.
He actually doesn't understand. He doesn't understand whether the specific medication is right or wrong, gentle or dangerous.
Since he didn't understand, he didn't want to ask any more questions and left it all to Gu Qingzhou.
"Prescribe the medicine according to the prescription, once a day, for seven days in a row." Gu Qingzhou said again, "Because you are in a submerged atmosphere and need external force, I want to give you acupuncture for half an hour every day."
Si Mu looked at her suspiciously.
"Acupuncture, don't you understand?" Gu Qingzhou asked.
Si Mu then nodded, meaning he understood, he was just a little surprised.
Gu Qingzhou said: "Since you understand, then hand over the prescription to the adjutant, let the adjutant pick up the medicine, buy a small medicine stove, and fry it here. I don't think you really want to let the family know."
Simus nodded slightly.
He really doesn't want his parents to know. They knew it and held out hope. If the hope fails, Simu will feel sorry for them.
At that time, Simu will not only have to bear his own frustrations, but also guilt.
"...Acupuncture will also start today." Gu Qingzhou said, "The atmosphere is sinking in your chest, you take off your clothes and use acupuncture on your chest."
Si Mu Nong frowned.
He seems a little stuck.
Gu Qingzhou said: "It's okay, the doctor has no gender. If you don't mind, if you don't need a needle, the medicine may not be as effective."
She added, "You've had this disease for five years. If you were treated at that time, you could just use medication, but now it's not enough. Without the assistance of acupuncture, it's hard to recover. Think about it."
Si Mu was a little embarrassed by what Gu Qingzhou said. I guess after thinking about it, what does a gentleman care about?
Gu Qingzhou glanced at the room. There was a simple bed in the back room, a very clean quilt, and a fireplace, but the fireplace had never been burned.
Considering that the needle could not be covered after the injection, Gu Qingzhou felt that Sim would be cold, and she said, "Can you set the fireplace on fire first?"
Si Mu nodded, then pointed to himself, and then pointed to her, which means that I can't speak, what do you want, you can order it yourself.
Gu Qingzhou understood, and went downstairs first.
Si Mu has a dozen adjutants here.
They respectfully listened to Gu Qingzhou's orders and went to do it immediately without any hesitation.
After half a day's work, I bought all the medicine for seven days, and also bought a small medicine stove.
In the upstairs fireplace, smokeless silver charcoal was also placed.
Gu Qingzhou boiled the medicine, put the medicine stove in place, waited for it to boil slowly, and went upstairs by herself.
Si Mu sat in a chair with a quiet expression.
Seeing Gu Qingzhou go upstairs, the two suddenly looked at each other.
"You can drink the medicine after an hour." Gu Qingzhou spoke first, "Don't delay your efforts, I'll give you acupuncture first."
After she finished speaking, she said, "I'll set the fireplace on fire for about ten minutes, and the room is warm before starting acupuncture. What do you think?"
Simus agrees.
Since seeing Gu Qingzhou resuscitating a child who had been suspended from death for a long time, Simu has no doubts about her medical skills.
He has no objection to how to diagnose, how to use needles, and what prescription to prescribe.
Gu Qingzhou lit a match.
The silver charcoal in the fireplace sends warmth to the room in a moment, much warmer than before.
Seeing that it was almost time, Gu Qingzhou got up and took out the silver needle from her schoolbag, and said to Sim: "Lie on the bed and take off your shirt."
Top off...
Si Mu felt a little strange.
He is twenty years old this year, has had aphonia for five years, was fifteen before he became ill, and has never taken off his clothes in front of a woman.
No matter how arrogant a person is, this is the first time they encounter such a thing, and there is a bit of an obstacle in their hearts.
Knowing that it was a medical treatment, Simu kept circling in his mind: "This is my fiancee, not an ordinary doctor."
To say that there is no gender would be self-defeating. Coupled with the fact that the other party is his fiancee, Simu always feels that it is a bit ambiguous to take off clothes for medical treatment.
He doesn't like this, he doesn't want to be ambiguous with girls he doesn't like.
Simu is a little embarrassed.
When Gu Qingzhou looked back, he saw Si Mu standing by the bed, frowning deeply, as if he was very embarrassed.
"It's fine." Gu Qingzhou comforted him, "It doesn't hurt."
It's not a matter of whether it hurts or not!
This embarrassment was quickly restrained by reason. Si Mu's face was expressionless, his eyes were as quiet as the ancient well, and he took off his shirt to reveal his strong chest.
Si Mu has been studying in the military academy, and he has been trained hard, not a weak boy.
Every curve of his body is full of power.
"Lie down!" Gu Qingzhou saw that he had taken off his shirt and stood beside the bed with his hands down, with a cold look on his face, she opened her mouth in doubt.
I said let him lie down, didn't he hear?
Small's bed.
He lay firmly in a pile of soft quilts, his body slumped inexplicably, his back was a little stiff, and he was tense.
It may be cold in the house.
Gu Qingzhou took out the silver needle and treated it with the method of filling and draining.
Her fingers are slender and fair, and her nails are pink and a touch of pearlescent tint. The silver needle was pinched in her hand, and the silver glow appeared on her nails.
Unconsciously, she had inserted several silver needles into Simu's chest.
"Stop the needle for half an hour." Gu Qingzhou said, "Then you lie down first, don't move, I'll go down and see if the medicine is ready."
When she went out, Simu felt that she had the breath to catch her breath. The room was too stuffy.