Chapter 200: relapse

Chapter 200: relapse

Chapter 200 Attack again

 It was late at night, and there was a layer of white dew in the garden.

The white dew brings a touch of tranquility to the late summer nights, and in a few days it will be the beginning of autumn.

The house was quiet, and someone walked by with a lamp in the corridor. The lights flickered on and off in the night, like flying fireflies, stopping in front of a door.

Cui Min opened the door and walked into the study.

 The lights in the house turned on.

The surrounding area was gradually illuminated. There were several volumes of medical books placed on the long table, which were cleaned every day. The inkstones were all of the highest quality. There was a potted green jade bamboo plant on the corner of the table. It was bright in color and very quaint.

The study is very large and looks simple, but in fact the furnishings are very particular.

 He sat down at the table.

In the sapphire plate and copper holder candlestick, the flickering flame shone on his face, illuminating the ravines growing in the corners of his eyes and illuminating the white stars on his temples, giving him a sense of vicissitudes that he had never experienced before.

Cui Min looked around quietly.

 This study was built by him himself.

 When he was young, he worked as a clerk in a drug store. At that time, he didn’t even have a place to live, let alone a study. After the medicine shop is closed, they spread out mats in the woodshed, where they sleep, eat, and read and write.

 The woodshed is his study room.

It was not a good place. It was sweltering in the summer and cold in the winter. There were often fleas on the mats, which made my whole body itchy. Sometimes when the weather got warm, there would be mice crawling over me at night.

At that time, he dreamed that if he had his own house in the future, if he could have his own study room in a place with a lot of land in Shengjing, it didn't have to be too big, as long as it could hold his medical books and a table and chairs. alright.

Later he became a court envoy and gradually saved money. As soon as he bought a mansion in Shengjing, he asked craftsmen to build this study.

 It is spacious and bright, with shelves full of medical books and a good view from the window.

 Hundred times better than what he had dreamed of when he was young.

 The wind blew the shadows of the trees in the courtyard swaying.

Cui Min tightened her outer clothes.

It's strange to say that when he was a child, he slept in a woodshed and lived in a poor house. However, he slept very well. Even if it rained at night, he still slept until dawn. He only regretted that he didn't sleep enough hours every day. Take a break.

On the contrary, now that I have a big house, with soft silk couches and incense, cool ice in summer and warm coals in winter, I often suffer from insomnia. Even lying on the couch, I often feel sleepless in the middle of the night.

 For example, tonight, he couldn't sleep again.

Cui Min rubbed his forehead and heart.

 Perhaps he is really old.

There was a soft knock on the study door, and a servant came in from outside, holding a bowl of soup in his hand.

Cui Min glanced at the brown soup in the bowl and asked, "Don't wake up the madam and the young master."

"Don't worry, sir." The servant said, "Madam and young master have all gone to bed."

Cui Min nodded, reached out and took the medicine from the servant's hand.

 This is the medicine he prescribed for himself.

 Qi Yutai suddenly suffered from epilepsy. In the past few months, he worked hard at the Taishi Mansion and worked hard at the Medical Officer's Hospital at night until early morning.

He has not been so overworked for many years. He could barely hold on before, but after Qi Yutai recovered from his illness, he gradually showed symptoms of fatigue and fatigue.

Cui Min knew that he had damaged his heart and spleen, which resulted in a lack of energy and blood, and a lack of nourishment for his mind and spirit, so he asked his servants to cook the Baoyuan Yangxin Decoction to nourish the heart and calm the mind every day to recuperate.

 Although the effect is not very good.

He raised his hand and drank the soup in the bowl. He took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the liquid on his lips. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Has Lu Yun been doing anything lately?"

It has been some time since Lu Zhen left the medical hospital.

 These days, nothing else happens in the Medical Office. Ji Xun and Lin Danqing came to ask several times, but all failed.

On the surface, Lu Zhen was only punished by being suspended from his job, which was already a liberal approach.

The servant replied: "Medical Officer Lu has been sitting at Renxin Medical Center since he returned to West Street. Today marks the 50th anniversary of the opening of the hospital. Pei Dianshuai, Medical Officer Ji and Medical Officer Lin all went to West Street to congratulate him."

 “Renxin Medical Center?”

Cui Min frowned slightly.

 He knows this medical clinic.

When Lu Zhen was first selected to enter the red list of the Spring Examination, he had already asked people to inquire about Lu Zhen's details.

Lu Zhen was from southern Jiangsu. He came to Shengjing from other places to seek refuge with his relatives. He lived in West Street for some unknown reason. Because he had some medical skills, he took up residence in West Street.

Renxin Medical Clinic is a dilapidated medical clinic, and its owner, Du Changqing, is a dandy. With the appearance of Lu Zhu, the small medical clinic comes back to life. In addition to Du Changqing, there was also a waiter and Lu Zhen's maid in the hospital. After Lu Zhen entered Hanlin Medical Hospital, the hospital hired an old ordinary doctor to sit in the hospital.

 A group of weeds, a rabble.

 Pei Yunying and Ji Xun had to treat each other differently.

Cui Min sneered.

To survive in the imperial city, ordinary people always need to find a support. For women, there is nothing easier than climbing a high branch.

Lu Zhen was very smart, so he walked between Ji Xun and Pei Yunying, playing tricks on the two talented men.

But she was stupid, otherwise she would not have accused herself of stealing prescriptions in front of all the medical officials.

Hold the empty medicine bowl in your hand. There are light traces of the soup and medicine on the wall of the bowl, which have dried and clung to the white porcelain, like stains that cannot be washed away.

Cui Min looked down, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.

He was afraid of Pei Yunying and Ji Xun, but now Qi Yutai's epilepsy has become his life-saving talisman. Even for Qi Yutai, Master Qi will not let anything happen to him.

Hitting a dog also depends on the owner. There is someone behind Lu Zhuo, so why not him?

　　It's all based on what you can rely on.

 He and Lu Huan were both playthings of the powerful, nothing more than dogs.

Just as he was thinking about it, Leng Buding’s right eyelid twitched.

Cui Min stretched out his hand and pressed his eyelids.

In the past few days, his eyelids would twitch every now and then. Cui Min always felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.

He shook his head and was about to get rid of this inexplicable and absurd illusion. Suddenly, someone's footsteps hurriedly sounded in the night.

The porter's boy trotted to the door of the study with a lamp and knelt on the ground: "Sir, someone is coming from the Imperial Palace!"

Cui Min was startled.

The ominous premonition in his heart became more and more intense. He stood up and stared at the person in front of him: "What happened?"

 The boy raised his head and spoke anxiously.

“It is said that Mr. Qi took the decoction, woke up at night, and started to get sick again at night!”

Cui Min was startled and his hands relaxed.

"boom-"

 The sound of smashing was particularly harsh at night.

The porcelain white medicine bowl fell to the ground, and the remaining soup was mixed with the snow-white porcelain pieces, making it blurry and unclear under the light.

 And his face was whiter than the broken pieces of porcelain.

 He murmured: "What did you say?"

 …

 The Taishi Mansion was noisier late at night than during the day.

From time to time, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard in the courtyard. Under the dim wind lamp in the courtyard, someone's muffled roar and the sound of breaking objects floated faintly from the cracks in the window. Mixed with thin cries and howls, there were several sounds in the dark night. Very scary.

 In the room, Qi Qing's face was as dark as water.

 Qi Yutai was held down by two servants. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot. He was struggling hard, trying to break free from the shackles of the person beside him. He scratched his hands and feet, claiming that someone was persecuting him.

"...I was fine during the day, but after taking medicine and getting on the bed at dusk, something didn't feel right at night." The maid lowered her head and explained to Cui Min, who hurried over.

Cui Min looked at Qi Yutai's condition, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

 Looking like this, it is clear that the disease has recurred again, and it is more serious than the last time.

 There were several muffled coughs in the room.

Qi Qing put down the silk handkerchief and looked at Cui Min. His turbid old eyes became increasingly gray under the light, like fish eyes that had been dead for a long time, exuding an eerie dead silence that made people feel chilled.

"Master Cui," he coughed a few times and then said slowly, "didn't you say that my son's illness has been cured?"

Cui Min felt that his heart in his chest was once again hung tightly by a thin thread. Faced with the old man's questioning gaze, he almost couldn't breathe.

He bent his waist and lowered his head and said: "Sir, the young master's body is slightly hot. He was frightened by the fire before. The wind evil entered and merged with the Yang, and the wind evil entered the blood..."

"Although the medication has gradually improved, the young master used to suffer from heart-blood deficiency and blood deficiency when exposed to fire. Now he suffers from fright and palpitations again. It is still due to the weakness of the internal organs, which damages his soul."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Please give me a little more time, sir. I will do my best to treat the young master!"

 Qi Qing said nothing.

The sight above his head was like a heavy stone, pressing heavily on Cui Min's shoulders. Ice cubes were clearly placed in the copper stove in the house, which was obviously cool. However, he felt as if someone had thrown him into a roasting stove, slowly, slowly oozing out. Covered in cold sweat.

After a long time, Qi Qing sighed softly.

The old man's eyelids were raised slightly, and his dim eyes always seemed to be covered with white clouds, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

  “There is an envoy from the Labor Court.”

His tone was calm, as if the person who was in trouble was not his son.

“Sickness can bring longevity, and a strong person can die violently. I only have two children, and Yutai has been weak since he was a child. Because of this, he has been carefully maintained all year round to avoid any mistakes.”

“In order for him to grow up safely, the Qi family built bridges and paved roads, did good deeds, and accumulated virtues to seek blessings. Unexpectedly, the sky was out of balance, and my son always fell into unreasonable disasters.”

He looked at Qi Yutai who was being pulled on the couch, his eyes seemed to be full of pity, but also seemed to have a hint of disgust.

“In the whole of Shengjing, Qi Jia Wei Qin Yuan’s medical skills and ethics are outstanding. Therefore, if anything happens in Yutai, there must always be a Labor Hospital envoy to take care of it.”

 “This is the responsibility of the lower official, I dare not take credit for it.”

Qi Qing shook his head: "Since the Fengle Tower fire case, rumors have spread in Beijing. The rumors did not stop until the Yutai returned to the Si Li Mansion."

Cui Min's heart tightened.

He has also heard the rumors, and they all said that Qi Yutai was crazy. "It has just stopped, and something happened again in Yutai..."

Qi Qing looked at Cui Min: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

 “I must cure the young master as soon as possible...”

“Not long after, there will be a Tianzhangtai ceremony, a grand ceremony in the palace, and all the officials in the imperial city will arrive.”

Qi Qing spoke slowly, "My son, I need to be in front of others."

Cui Min's heart skipped a beat.

It has been less than two months since the Tianzhangtai Ceremony.

 Can Qi Yutai really regain consciousness in such a short period of time?

 He looked towards the bed.

Qi Yutai was held down for a long time. Finally, he was exhausted and stopped moving. However, his bloodshot eyes were still looking at the people in the room in shock, sometimes sober and sometimes crazy.

Cui Min curled his fingers.

 He didn’t have a shred of certainty.

 “I know this is difficult.”

Qi Qing said sadly, "I have worked so hard to become a son. I pity the hearts of all parents in the world."

　　"Cui Yuanshi is also a man with children, so he should be more able to empathize with me."

Like a basin of cold water poured on his head, Cui Min could no longer speak.

Kind and gentle words.

 It is such a terrible threat.

If he cannot cure Qi Yutai...if he cannot cure Qi Yutai on the 15th day of August, his children may be even more miserable than Qi Yutai now.

Qi Qing held the silk handkerchief, lowered his head and coughed a few times. The snow-white silk handkerchief was stained with light red traces.

He raised his hand, and the butler beside him helped him stand up.

 “Mr. Cui Yuan, I will leave the Yutai to you.”

He patted Cui Min on the shoulder and walked away slowly. His back was withered and old, like a rigid tree walking strangely.

Cui Min crouched slightly and looked at his retreating figure, as if everything on his body had flowed away with the withered back, leaving only a light and empty shell.

The sound of Qi Yutai clapping his hands came from behind, accompanied by a frightened and angry roar.

 “There is a dog! What a big dog! A dog that can bite! Help, help!”

Cui Min closed his eyes.

 For a moment, I felt a chill all over my body.

 …

 The night is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that not a single star can be seen. The world seemed to have turned into a huge hole, sinking to swallow everything.

Just after this extreme darkness, the distant sky gradually became brighter, and a hint of gray appeared in the sky, but it blew away some of the darkness.

 When Cui Min came out, it was almost midnight.

Qi Yutai's maid sent him to the door. Cui Min gave her a few instructions before walking to the carriage in front of the door.

 Half an hour ago, Qi Yutai finally fell asleep.

When a person suffers from epilepsy, the originally weak person's strength will suddenly increase. Although Qi Yutai was not strong, he was still young and would not care if he went crazy. Moreover, because of his status as the master's son, the servants in the house did not dare to use force to stop him, otherwise they would be injured by him.

Cui Min also had a **** mark on his face.

He carried the medical box on his back and got into the carriage waiting at the door. His confidants were shocked when they saw the blood stains on his face and asked, "Envoy, Mr. Qi is really ill?"

Cui Min was silent.

Not only is the illness, Qi Yutai's symptoms this time are clearly much more severe than the last time. He tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't calm Qi Yutai. If Qi Yutai hadn't finally fallen asleep due to exhaustion and sleepiness, he doesn't know how long he would have been struggling.

Cui Min's face was extremely ugly, and his confidant asked: "Mr. Qi's symptoms had clearly improved before, but he suddenly fell ill, but he was stimulated again, leading to disorder?"

"no."

He also asked Qi Qing that Qi Qing could not hide Qi Yutai's illness. These days, Qi Yutai was followed by people when traveling, and nothing unusual happened.

 “That’s strange. Could it be that it has not been cured?”

Cui Min lowered his head, his eyebrows darkened.

 He had seen Qi Yutai's pulse, and it was indeed different from before. It turns out that although Qi Yutai suffered from epilepsy, except for his weak pulse, he was just like ordinary people.

Nowadays, Qi Yutai seems to have lost the nourishment of his brain veins and insufficient marrow. Therefore, no matter what medicine he used or how much acupuncture he performed, Qi Yutai had no reaction.

 What should we do about this?

Cui Min was extremely anxious and couldn't help but lick his dry and flaky lips. After working all night, he didn't even sit down to take a sip of water.

The Qi family has spent their last days with him. During the grand ceremony, Qi Yutai must appear sober in front of everyone. But now he can't even find a clue. The previous prescription has no effect on the current Qi Yutai, but how can the new prescription make...

  Xinfang…

 Suddenly a figure flashed through his mind, and Cui Min's eyes lit up.

　　　　——

It was not that he had no escape route. When he first cured Qi Yutai, in order to prepare himself a backup plan, and when Lu Zhen accused him of plagiarizing medical prescriptions, he simply suspended him. The purpose is that if Qi Yutai gets sick again one day, there will be at least one person available.

A prophecy.

He suddenly opened the curtain and said to the driver: "Go to West Street, Renxin Medical Center."

 The confidant was surprised: "The envoy wants to..."

Cui Min let go and the car curtain lowered.

The wheels turned slowly and drove past the intersection of darkness and day in Shengjing. His confidants hesitated: "But Lu Zhuo has been suspended from his post. He must be resentful of the hospital envoy. Will he really agree to treat Mr. Qi?"

　No one spoke.

 After a long time, Cui Min said: "I will convince her."

 Lu Zhen is a genius.

  But he is also just an ordinary person.

So as a genius, Ji Xun can have no worries in the hospital, but Lu Yan has to be bullied everywhere. As long as others want to, they can easily send her to the South Pharmacy, where she will be taken advantage of by the lecherous servant and kneel down to the vicious dog that bit her.

 With one identity, the future will be completely different.

He can give Lu Zhen what he wants. He knows very well what a talented but unwilling ordinary person who relies on his talent most longs for in his heart. As long as Lu Chen wanted to, he could even help her get the position of vice-chancellor.

What’s more, there is also the Grand Master’s Mansion.

Cui Min murmured as the hands on his knees gradually tightened.

　　…“…I can convince her.”

 …

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　

At dawn, the sound of sweeping the floor could be heard on West Street.

The vendors who got up early and loved to be clean opened the door early, took a bamboo broom to sweep away the dust in front of the door, and then poured a basin of water on it. The ground was washed clean. When the sun rises, the place will become Clean and refreshing.

In front of Renxin Medical Center, the wooden door has long been opened. On the wall facing the door, there is a shining banner, and a wind lantern is placed in front of the wooden cabinet, making the dim morning more peaceful.

 A carriage stopped under the plum tree.

It was still early, most businesses on West Street were closed, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street. Two people jumped out of the carriage. One of them was wearing a brown robe. After getting off the carriage, he looked around and saw the four words "Renxin Medical Center" written in flying colors on the plaque in front of the door. He paused and walked towards the shop. .

Clear water was splashed in front of the door, moistening it. Cui Min lifted his robe to prevent the corners of the robe from getting wet with dirt. He stepped over the stone steps and walked into the medical center.

There is no one in the hospital. The two shops on the left and right are open. The medicine cabinets are large and neatly arranged on all sides against the wall. There are several medical books piled on the table. A wind lamp is on quietly, and the hazy yellow light makes the medicine shop dim in the early morning. It was extremely dark.

"Excuse me-"

Cui Min raised his voice: "Is anyone there?"

 No one responded.

 He frowned and shouted twice more.

Suddenly, a "Hey" echo came from deeper in the shop. Then, it seemed like something heavy was poking on the ground, making a muffled "dong dong" sound. As the sound came closer, the felt curtain was moved. Lift it up and someone will come out of it.

This man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with gray hair **** in a scarf. He was carrying a cane and limped as he walked, like a field mouse that was not very agile. His steps were full of joy and he said straightly: "Just now we were walking together." The medicinal materials are being collected in the courtyard, this person—"

As he approached, his whole person gradually became clearer in the light. His familiar eyes, nose, and mouth were combined into an unfamiliar face. He seemed to be planning to say something, but he was instantly speechless when he saw Cui Min's face.

This is…

Cui Min was confused, and for a moment, he screamed.

 “Miao Liangfang!”

Miao Liangfang froze in place.

The sky has not yet fully dawned, and the boundary between night and day is still blurry and unclear. The thick white mist seems to wrap up everything, but in the wind lantern, the dull yellow light seems to illuminate everything, coldly, covering the two people's faces. Every trace of confusion and panic was revealed.

In the stagnation, someone's voice rang out again.

 “Mr. Miao.”

 The felt curtain was lifted, and Lu Zhuo walked out of the backyard.

Seeing Cui Min, the woman's eyes were startled, as if she was surprised that he would suddenly appear here.

But soon, she calmed down and put the herbs in the dustpan on the table.

 “Cui Yuanshi.”

Lu Zong walked around the small table in the inner shop, walked to and stood in front of him, and spoke softly.

"You finally came."