Except for Zhidong, everyone in the west wing of Tingliyuan has arrived. There is also an old man, but one important person is missing.
Lihua wanted to get up as usual, but her body was weak and exhausted. She was sweating every time she moved.
She moved with difficulty, and then she felt something heavy pressing against her quilt.
Lihua looked towards the end of the bed, oh, it turned out that there was a big cat lying on the quilt with its tail curled up. At this time, Lulu was sleeping soundly, with his buttocks squeezing her right leg.
Maybe his slight movement disturbed it, so the big cat opened its eyes and took a look.
When it saw Pear Blossom, its ears immediately stood up, and it stood up and walked over with its claws.
When Wu Xue saw her mistress waking up, she happily swung her tail and hit Zhichun in the face.
Zhichun scratched his itchy face, rubbed his eyes and woke up, muttering unconsciously: "Master cat, please don't move around, be careful to press the master's injured leg."
As soon as she saw Lihua, she suddenly shouted in surprise: "Master, you're awake!"
This scream instantly brought the entire sleeping west side hall to life.
She wanted to ask more clearly: "Uncertainty? What is that?"
Then the old man asked Lihua very excitedly: "Did something happen to you before and you fell into a state of confusion? I have never seen such a disease before. Please tell me about it."
But something was wrong, Zhichun quickly realized that their master looked much better, and didn't the old man just say that he was recovering well?
Zhichun felt that this old man was an alarmist and only wanted to curse her master, and she couldn't help but feel furious.
Could it be that this old man knew something, could communicate with ghosts and gods, and knew that she was a wandering spirit?
Old Man Qi suddenly puffed his beard and glared: "You girl is only against me. Where is the other girl? That girl is honest. You go and make some medicine for that girl."
The hall fell silent for a moment.
After Lihua finished moistening his throat, Old Man Qi couldn't wait to take out a pulse record from the medicine box.
Seeing Lihua wake up, Old Qi, who had just said that he was an old man, ran over vigorously.
He took the lead and squeezed through Zhichun, Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Zhuozi who were surrounding Lihua, interrupted the conversation between the master and the servant, and even pushed Wu Xue away with his hands without fear of death, hating that Wu Xue was blocking his sight.
At this time, Old Man Qi's excited expression made their hearts go cold.
As soon as Lihua opened her mouth, she felt her throat was dry and her voice was hoarse.
When everyone saw the words "Collection of Medical Records of Dying Diseases" and the excited expression on Old Man Qi's face, they felt frightened.
Old Man Qi's eyes were eager: "Wu Zhaoyi, how do you feel?"
When Zhichun saw it, he immediately became unhappy and insisted on moisturizing Lihua's throat before asking any questions.
Lihua's eyes changed slightly, hiding her fear secretly, thinking about how to ask without exposing herself.
Xiao Shunzi and Xiao Zhuozi opened their eyes at the same time and looked over. When they saw Lihua waking up, they came over one after another.
Old Man Qi felt Lihua's pulse, looked, heard and asked, while continuing to ask Lihua how he felt.
In the past few days, she had been so anxious that her mouth was bubbling, and half of it was because of the old man's anger.
He yelled: "Why are you making a fuss so early in the morning? It's easy for me to be an old man like this. I haven't slept well for several nights... Oops, I'm awake!"
Lihua gave a reassuring smile to the three people and the cat, it was great that everyone was here.
As he asked, he opened the quilt, grabbed Lihua's hand and began to feel her pulse.
He asked very detailed questions, and Lihua answered them one by one.
Old Man Qi nodded repeatedly when he heard this. What he enjoyed most was the moment when the focus of a serious disease was eliminated. He felt much more accomplished than curing a thousand innocuous minor diseases.
She has never seen such a doctor, who would be so happy when someone is seriously ill. Now her master is doing well, but this old man went so far that he wrote her master in an unlucky medical record, making him look like he was dying.
The two had a few verbal exchanges, and Zhichun was finally defeated.
His expression was very satisfied: "Not bad, not bad. This time the illness is almost cured. I just need to take care of my physical weakness. It's finally my turn to take care of the illness next to me."
Lihua saw this and quickly stopped her. Zhichun finally gave up and the volcano went dormant for the time being.
Old Man Qi's reaction was a little slow. He was startled when he heard Zhichun's exclamation, and his head almost hit the medicine box.
Lihua was a little surprised. She had fainted before and was in great pain before she fainted, but it was caused by the original owner.
"My slave is wrong. As a doctor, you should care about the patient's body and not do anything to make the patient worse."
She was unwilling to move out of her position, and before moving away, she apologized to Lihua, took Lihua's wrists out of the quilt, and tucked the corner of the quilt before she stopped.
There was nothing he could do. He was an imperial doctor. The emperor had told Wu Xue not to hurt anyone, so Wu Xue could only squat aside depressedly.
What he enjoyed most was the moment when he was cured of a serious illness.
The three people and one cat in Tingliyuan were at a disadvantage at the same time.
In the past few days, everyone has probably figured out the temper of Old Qi. This old man likes to treat serious illnesses. The more serious the illness, the happier he is. He is the most unlucky imperial doctor in the world.
Lihua noticed something. Zhichun seemed to dislike seeing the old man, but she had to endure it, because the old man was treating her illness, and it was quite interesting to watch the old man and the young man.
Lihua was startled, what other illness? She had other illnesses, what illness, why didn’t she know?
Zhichun and others were also in a daze at the same time. Why did they see other diseases? Then why not treat them together?
Zhichun's brows suddenly furrowed. He endured it for a while, and then he couldn't bear it any longer. "Doctor Qi, my master has just recovered from a serious illness and is weak. What should I do if he catches a cold?"
This time Old Man Qi didn't say anything. He wanted to ask a lot of questions, but Zhichun barely managed to win by moistening his throat.
"I can't die. I've survived a serious illness. What's wrong with lifting the quilt? You may not catch a cold. Stay away. I need to check your pulse first."
Lihua was a little confused. She had heard from the monster that the old man had a weird temper, but he had great medical skills and would not talk nonsense.
"Fright is less severe than palpitation, palpitation is more serious than fright, fright comes from the outside and moves the heart, palpitation comes from the inside and moves the heart, restlessness causes fright, what you have now is like a disorder of confusion, and it is not due to blood deficiency of the heart, liver and kidneys."
The reason is, did you have an illness not long ago?"
She said as she squeezed past and put the quilt back on her.
Old Man Qi ignored everyone's reaction. He closed the pulse recorder and took out another pulse recorder from the medicine box. The large letters on the cover read "Collection of Medical Records of Dying Diseases".
Several people gathered around and asked at the same time: "How do you feel, Master?"
Old Man Qi was very impatient when he didn't get an answer to his question:
Zhichun crossed her hips and wanted to curse. Her little volcano had reached its limit and was about to explode.
She has never told anyone this secret. Did the old man keep it secret or did he really know it?
Without waiting for the question to come out, the considerate Zhichun asked first.
Zhichun asked anxiously: "What do you mean, Doctor Qi, what happened to my master?"
She heard that the old man spoke eloquently, and she heard that Old Qi could cut off pear blossoms and fainted. Her master seemed to be very serious, so she immediately ignored the volcano eruption and looked very anxious.