Chapter Ninety-Eight: Treating Diseases and Becoming a Disciple
"Have someone help Shijie dry the sweat all over his body. Remember not to get it wet, just use a dry cloth to wipe it."
After three times, Guo Mo stopped doing the exercises.
"Rong'er, give Shijie some soothing and sleeping medicine and have a good sleep. We'll discuss other matters tomorrow."
There were servants to help Zhang Shijie take medicine and go to bed, while Guo Mo and Huang Rong accompanied Zhang Tong to the front hall.
"Zhang Yuanwai, the treatment just like lasted for seven days, which is considered as the 'grooming period'. The meridians in his body were seriously damaged, especially the three yin meridians."
"After seven days, the intensity of the input of zhen qi will be increased, which is called the 'Consolidation Period'. It will be another seven days. I will prescribe a prescription, including medicine and dietary therapy."
"In seven days, your son will be able to start eating normally, but the input of zhen qi cannot be stopped, and it will be increased from 'once a day' to 'twice a day'."
"In another seven days, your son will be able to walk on the ground. At that time, in addition to daily nourishment with true temperature, a 'medicated bath' will also be added. I will first draw up the recipe for a 'medicated bath' and prepare it in advance."
"After one month of this, your master's 'Three Yin Abnormal Meridians' disease has been initially suppressed. The next step is to start practicing inner strength and mental methods."
In front of Guo Mo, Zhang Tong, and Zhang Cheng, Huang Rong described in detail what she had to prepare within this month and the progress of the treatment.
Zhang Tong was completely convinced and instinctively wanted to kneel down again. Suddenly he remembered that Guo Mo didn't like this, so with tears in his eyes, he bowed deeply to Guo Mo and Huang Rong.
"Thank you for your kindness. I believe that Jie'er will be cured. Meeting you two is truly a blessing for our Zhang family over the past several generations!" Zhang Cheng also kept thanking him from the side.
Zhang Tong seemed to have thought of something and said: "Guo Shaoxia, treating Jie'er is not something that can be done in a day. I think it will be inconvenient for you two to stay in the guest room."
"Let's just move directly to the backyard. Now only Jie'er and I live in the backyard. I'll move into the guest room first. When Jie'er's condition is stable, I will also return to the city of 'Runan'."
"It will be more convenient for you two to live in the backyard with Jier, whether you are treating him or teaching him martial arts."
Guo Mo didn't care. It was the same wherever he lived, but he felt that it was a bit like "dove occupying the magpie's nest" and "taking over the guest's place".
Zhang Tong insisted again and again, but Guo Mo said nothing and moved over that night.
There was nothing to say all night, and it was dawn the next day.
Guo Mo got up early, and a maid had already brought water for him to wash up.
The backyard is not small. Guo Mo lives in an independent courtyard, and Huang Rong lives in the courtyard next to it.
Zhang Tong is also a shrewd person. After asking for their names, he knew the relationship between the two "brothers and sisters" and arranged two adjacent courtyards very considerately.
When I was young, Zhang Tong came in person to invite me to the front hall for breakfast.
"Haha, good morning, Young Master Guo. I just came back from Jie'er. It's been a few years and I haven't seen Jie'er sleeping so sweetly."
As soon as they met, Zhang Tong thanked him and couldn't hide the smile on his face.
After breakfast, Guo Mo went to Zhang Shijie's bedroom and saw the little guy sitting on the bed with a maid feeding millet porridge next to him. There was indeed a trace of blood on his face.
When Guo Mo came in, the child's eyes were red. The seven-year-old child knew that the man in front of him had saved him, "Master."
Zhang Shijie gave a low cry, but still looked weak.
Guo Mo nodded and smiled, and half an hour passed after finishing the millet porridge.
Guo Mo just started today's practice. Just like yesterday, he injected "Nine Yang Qi" and guided him to walk three times within Zhang Shijie's six meridians.
There were still bursts of pain, and Xiao Shijie was sweating all over his face, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Guo Mo suddenly really fell in love with this strong boy and personally wiped the sweat off his body with a dry cloth.
"Jie'er, don't worry. The master will definitely cure you. You will grow taller and stronger than other children. If he teaches you powerful kung fu, you won't have to worry about getting sick."
One day, two days, three days...
If there are words, it will be long; if there are no words, it will be short.
Guo Mo and Huang Rong have lived in "Zhang's House" for more than twenty days.
Guo Mo used "Nine Yang True Qi" to warm and nourish Zhang Shijie's body every day. According to the recovery and adaptation of Xiao Shijie's meridians, he would increase the amount and strength of "Nine Yang True Qi".
Guo Mo became more proficient in the use of "Nine Yang Qi", and he also learned a lot of pharmacological knowledge along with Huang Rong in conditioning Xiao Shijie's body.
As for Xiao Shijie, after breakfast today, he was able to walk on the ground with support.
This child has never walked seriously since he was born.
The old Zhang Tong was so moved that he wanted to kneel down again. Zhang Tong's wife, Zhang Shijie's mother, was also taken to "Zhang's House". She couldn't stop crying when she saw her son gradually recovering to health.
The Spring Festival will be in three days. Originally, Guo Mo wanted to be a little quieter, but he couldn't resist Zhang Tong's enthusiasm. He planned to spend the Spring Festival this year not in "Runan" city, and the whole family would go back to "Zhang's house" to celebrate the New Year.
Guo Mo wanted to keep a low profile, but there was nothing he could do. Fortunately, most people only knew that the young master had a great master, but they didn't know his name.
Seeing Zhang Tong, I wanted to have some fun. After all, because of the child's illness, I haven't had a good New Year for seven or eight years.
Guo Mo plans to officially accept Zhang Shijie as his disciple on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
After hearing this, Zhang Tong naturally raised his hands in agreement, "Brother Guo, tell me what you want as a gift of apprenticeship."
It’s funny to say that old Zhang Tong is fifty years old. He is familiar with Guo Mo and insists on being like brothers. He opens and shuts his mouth and shouts "Brother Guo", and Guo Mo can only call him "Brother Zhang".
"Yes.
Hearing Zhang Tong mention the "gift of apprenticeship", Guo Mo pretended to think for a moment, "Brother Zhang, I'm a more down-to-earth person. You can just discount it. It's best to use a banknote. I'll take it with me."
convenient."
"Hahaha", seeing Guo Mo say this seriously, Lao Zhang Tong couldn't help but become happy.
He also knew that Guo Mo was joking, but how could a person who was originally very dignified become like this...
Zhang Tong's wife, Zhang Liu, saw it nearby and couldn't help being happy.
My husband's smile in recent days has caught up with his smile in the past few years. Guo Mo and Huang Rong are really the nobles of their family!
Three days later, the front hall of "Zhang's House".
Guo Mo and Huang Rong sat high on the table, while Zhang Shijie knelt on a worship mat and kowtowed three times respectfully.
Originally, it was agreed that Guo Mo would take over as a disciple, but then, the little girl Huang Rong suddenly became interested and wanted to join in, and eventually she became a disciple of the two of them.
Guo Mo did not dare to object, and Zhang Tong and his wife were even more happy to see the result. After the ceremony, Zhang Shijie officially became Guo Mo and Huang Rong's apprentice.
"Master, please drink tea." Xiao Shijie took a cup of tea from the servant's hand and handed it to Guo Mo first. Guo Mo took it and drank it in one gulp.
Xiao Shijie took another cup of tea from the servant and brought it to Huang Rong. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.
Huang Rong was very puzzled. She was still waiting to drink apprentice tea. Why was there no further information?
"Shijie, what's wrong?" Huang Rong asked, and everyone in the hall looked at little Shijie.
"Um...should I call you 'Second Master', or should I call you 'Master Wife——'?"
The sonorous voice unique to children echoed in the hall.