I spent those years in the countryside

Chapter 43
After entering the courtyard, Du Ming realized that the courtyard here was completely different from what he had seen on TV.

The pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and small courtyards form a small city within the walls.On the fence, there are sentry towers, which are patrolled.

Loaded and loaded!

It's really loaded!
"The people living here are definitely not simple!"

Looking around curiously, He Jun walked fast in front of him, as if he was in a hurry.

Du Ming was not in a hurry, and He Jun didn't dare to urge him: "Mr. Du, if you like this place, you can stay here for a few days and enjoy the classical style here."

Smiling slightly, Du Ming actually didn't like living here: "I like it very much, but that doesn't mean I like living here."

It's safe here, with patrol guards and representative status.

But why not, just like a prison?
Du Ming still likes rural life. He is unrestrained and very free. Wherever he wants to go, he will not have the feeling of being protected or supervised.

He Jun smiled lightly, but didn't take this sentence to heart.

In the entire capital, as long as they know this place, who wouldn't want to come in and take a look?
Even if they come in to take a look, their status will be elevated invisibly. If they can live in, it will be even more invisible, with a wide network of contacts, and countless people will come to flatter them.

After walking through a corridor, I finally entered a courtyard.

There are quite a few people in the yard, dozens of them.All kinds, not all the same.Some were wearing suits, some were wearing military uniforms, and some were wearing long jackets.

Looking at these people curiously, these people also looked at Du Ming curiously.

"He Sanye is Mr. Du's disciple, right? Where's his master?"

An old gentleman leaning on a dragon head crutch tremblingly.

It seems that she is over eighty years old, but she is well maintained, her skin is still fair, and there are no age spots.It's just that my body is not in good condition, and I stand there relying on the leading crutch to support my body.

"Your father is about to die, and the young man is not, so please invite this little brother's master to come."

There was another old man, with a fairly strong body, but in his seventies, with a curly hair combed back, oily and shiny.

"Teacher, you are here."

Just as He Jun was about to speak, Bai Shan came out of the room, and quickly greeted him: "Thanks for your hard work, I really can't help it, so I just remembered that the teacher is in the capital, so... please take a trip."

Frowning, all the old men in the yard were full of doubt and displeasure.

"This is Mr. Du?"

The old man who just started talking was full of suspicion: "This young man?"

"Teacher, let me introduce you, this is Ding Guozhi, a master of traditional Chinese medicine."

Bai Shan smiled and introduced Du Ming.

Baishan people are old and sophisticated, so they don't understand what these old guys are thinking.

Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and there are very few young people who have mastered it.Chinese medicine is to gradually accumulate experience and experience, so as to grow into an excellent Chinese medicine practitioner.

After becoming a Chinese medicine doctor, he cannot be called a master of Chinese medicine.

What is the master of Chinese medicine?

It is to study the prescription alone, and have the ability to bring the dead back to life. There is no disease that cannot be cured, and there is no disease that cannot be cured.

Only in this way can he be called the master of Chinese medicine.

Du Ming is too young, that's why he was suspected: "Old Ding, Teacher Du's ability is not judged by age. Let's go to He He Lao for diagnosis, there is no time to waste."

"Old gentlemen."

He Jun smiled wryly: "My father is seriously ill and is bedridden, and his life and death are uncertain now. Gentlemen, if you have any doubts, please ask Mr. Du to diagnose my father first."

"Alright."

Ding Guozhi nodded: "Let me first ask Mr. Du why he keeps diagnosing. I have lived for 83 years. What kind of illnesses have I never seen or experienced?"

With a sigh, Ding Guozhi felt melancholy: "When I get old, my diagnosis will still be suspected. I want to see what kind of ability this Mr. Du has to bring the dead back to life, how he diagnosed it, and how he prescribed it."

"Mr. Du's diagnosis, can we watch from the sidelines?"

Mr. He has run out of oil and lamps, and there is no way to save him. They all came together from the four major national doctors in the capital, and the diagnosis results are the same. Mr. He is no longer able to be saved.
Medicine stone is incurable!
But today, their ability has been doubted. Baishan recommended this Mr. Du, saying that he once saved an old lady who was on the verge of death, and Baishan himself decided to die.
Not only was it saved, but after a few days of treatment, it was alive and well.

This is no longer medical skill, but a miracle!

It is rare for Baishan to praise Du Ming. They are masters of traditional Chinese medicine, and they have long been dissatisfied.They have studied traditional Chinese medicine all their lives, and they dare to say that no one can cure anyone who is hopeless through their hands.

Du Ming was a little depressed, he didn't want to come.

Bai Shan begged bitterly, and said that this old He had made a contribution to the empire, one of the founders of the empire, so Du Ming agreed to act out of reverence.

When I came here, I was underestimated.
It's okay to be underestimated, the key is that stealing teachers have to be so confident?

These old people don't practice.
Steal a teacher?

You guys can steal my skills?

"If you want to see it, then come in."

Du Ming nodded indifferently, and followed He Jun into the room.

The room is large, dozens of square meters, with a bed, and an old man lying on the bed.There were a few middle-aged women guarding the bed, and a few young people with their heads down, their faces full of sadness.

Seeing He Jun bringing Du Ming in, they all left the bed and stood aside with their hands tied.

Du Ming took a look at the room. Besides the bed, there was also a desk and several bookshelves filled with books.

In addition, there are a few chairs in such a large room.

After Ding Guozhi and the others came in, they sat on those chairs.

Du Ming looked at the old man on the bed. His face was gray and thin. It was obvious that he was terminally ill and his vitality was exhausted.It's obvious, there's no cure, well, there's no cure, there's no cure.

No wonder that old man Ding reacted so strongly. It was obvious that the old man on the bed could only breathe out, not breathe in. He was already half-cold at this moment, and he was still holding his last breath.

Seeing that Du Ming was standing two or three meters away from the edge of the bed and not approaching, Ding Guozhi and the masters of traditional Chinese medicine looked a little more relaxed.Anyone with some medical knowledge, no, anyone who can see the old man's face can tell that Mr. He is incurable.

They seemed to have already got the answer Du Ming was about to give: "Let's prepare for the funeral."

It must be the same as their conclusion.

"Strength: 1 (kg)"

"Toughness: 2"

"Strength: 1"

"Essence of life: 1 [Note, the essence of human life represents life, the average human attribute value is 100, above 80 is normal, below 80 will be sick, below 50 will be seriously ill, below 30 will die (attribute zero is death state).]

Soul: 30 (Below 40 is a ghost state, which can no longer be treated. Normal soul state, between 60-[-].)
Life status: seriously ill, in a coma (Note, on the verge of death.). "

"The old man's situation is not very optimistic."

In the silent room, Du Ming said this.

Ding Guozhi and the other masters of traditional Chinese medicine looked at each other, and there was such an expression in the depths of their eyes.

"The old man is not sick."

Du Ming said something again.

Ding Guozhi and the others nodded secretly, this young man still has a few brushes.

This is the most basic operation of Chinese medicine.What's more, He and the old man are clearly on the verge of death at this time, hanging their last breath.

"The five internal organs have been exhausted, there is no vitality, and the heart has almost stopped beating, and the brain is not supplying oxygen. This is the last breath."

"Mr. Du!"

He Jun's face was pale, and he asked in a low voice, "Can't you do anything?"

But Bai Shan said that this Mr. Du used mysterious methods to bring the dead back to life.He Jun originally had hope, but Du Ming's words made his heart sink to the bottom.

Staring at Du Ming's face firmly, He Jun was afraid that Du Ming would say: There is no other way.

In the room, several women began to cry softly, apparently they had expected the next ending.

In the capital, the masters of traditional Chinese medicine were at a loss. Unless the Da Luo God descended, the result would be the same for anyone who came.

Ding Guozhi and the others nodded secretly, feeling admiration in their hearts.

This Mr. Du, even if he can't save Mr. He, his ability is already extremely strong. They all came to the conclusion after taking a pulse. unanimous.

"There is no cure for medicine and stone."

Du Ming frowned and replied.

With a shake of He Jun's body, his face turned pale again, and he was already a little ashamed.

Is there really no cure?

Ding Guozhi and the others nodded.

Mr. He is not sick. If he is sick, they still have some remedies, but what Mr. He is obviously is that his life is exhausted and he can't be cured.
"but."

Du Ming turned to look at Baishan: "I came in a hurry, I didn't bring the silver needle, did you bring it?"

"The teacher plans to use acupuncture?"

Bai Shan's eyes lit up, as expected, it was almost the same as what he had guessed, the teacher was sure of it.
They haven't been in contact with Du Ming for a long time, but Bai Shan knows that this kind of thing can't be sloppy, and they don't dare to do something that they are not sure about, even if they are only [-] to [-]% sure.

"Is there help?"

Ding Guozhi and the others looked suspicious.

(End of this chapter)