The Taisu pulse can predict and ascertain the good and bad fortunes of a person's life. Qin Liuxi has been practicing medicine for many years, but not everyone will use this pulse method to treat people. After all, fate is woven and changes endlessly.
The old princess in front of her just aroused Qin Liuxi's curiosity.
As her face showed, she was ordered to commit the crime of being a solitary evil and punish her six relatives. When she was born, her father died and her mother died. Then when she was young, her parents died one after another. She lost her husband in her prime and her son in her middle age. For someone with a fragile mind, she would have suffered a long time ago.
I can't stand this blow.
But this old princess has a very stable mentality. No, it should be said that her heart is like a withered tree, without waves or waves, and she obeys the will of nature, including life and death.
It's hard for her to endure the pain of this cold poison for many years. No, maybe compared to the numbness and pain of Liuqinjue, the numbness caused by this extreme cold poison is nothing to mention?
"Doctor Qin, what's wrong?" Qi Qian was a little anxious.
Qin Liuxi glanced at him, and then changed his hand to hold the pulse. This time, he was completely focused on the old princess's physical symptoms.
Little did he know that her move made Qi Qian worried. The pulses in his palms were so long, could it be that his grandmother's body was incurable?
The old princess was actually the calmest one. She just stared at Qin Liuxi. The closer she looked, the more she felt that the child had excellent bones and was born well. She truly fulfilled the saying that beauty is in the bones but not in the skin.
"The princess suffered a severe cold when she was young. Did she fall into an ice cave or a cold pool?" Qin Liuxi asked in passing as he took back his hand.
The old princess was stunned for a moment and nodded: "You know this just for diagnosing the pulse? I was born in a farm family, and those years were also the years of war and famine. One winter was extremely cold, and the snow was thick enough to cover someone's chest.
, that’s when I met Qian’er’s grandfather.”
Qin Liuxi's expression did not change. She could guess all this. The old princess was not of high birth, and her status was only based on her husband's status and her son's status.
"Qian'er's grandfather was injured and fell into the cold pool. If I didn't save him, he would definitely die, so I jumped in." The old princess recalled that when she was young, she was rarely absent-minded.
"You must have caught a cold after that time. However, due to your youth, other than the cold hands and feet and the cold in the palace, it was not a big deal. However, when the cold air enters the body, it is not so easy to eradicate, so it is difficult for you to get pregnant due to the cold in the palace.
, it is your luck to have a child. But it is after childbirth that the cold poison really enters your body." This cold poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. It is very human to be able to endure it for so many years.
The old princess nodded and said: "That's true. Aunt Zhao also knows that when I first gave birth to Prince Ning, the rebels counterattacked, and Prince Ning's palace was also besieged at that time. I took Qian'er's father to hide from the rebels.
I hid in the snow cellar. At that time, the maid, my dear mother and my son were pretending to be us and were killed by the rebels in order to protect us..."
Her voice was choked, and even Aunt Zhao was a little sad. She wiped the corners of her eyes, obviously thinking of those difficult days.
Qi Qian clenched his fist, so his father was also weak since he was a child and died before he reached his prime.
There is no end to this person's misfortune. After Qin Liuxi heard the old princess's experience, she couldn't help but feel that she was unlucky. She couldn't help blurting out: "You are really unlucky in this life."
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The old princess and Aunt Zhao, who were grieving in memory of their old friend, choked up: "..."
Qi Qian's face darkened.
Chen Pi, who stood aside without saying a word, raised his eyelids and continued to die without saying anything shocking. His master is really not afraid of death!
