Chapter 265 Getting closer to the mystery of my own body
Ye Lan's pupils shrank: "I'm not a professional doctor, are you?"
Ye Xiaomei just smiled and shook her head.
"What are you laughing at?" Ye Lan was so upset by the laughter.
Ye Xiaomei turned and entered the ward. Seeing that Ma Qijun still showed no signs of waking up, she raised her hand and touched his forehead. There was no sign of fever for the time being.
"He may not be very old, but he looks very old and stern."
Ye Lan stood at the door of the ward with a long expression on her face. What was so great about it? He was just a junior high school student, but he dared to act mysterious in front of her.
"How long I live has no effect on you." Ye Xiaomei didn't even raise her eyelids, her mind was filled with the images on the big screen.
If that is really the case, Ma Qijun cannot undergo the surgery, but keeping the organ inside the body is not an option either, as it will cause chronic, multiple infections, which will endanger his life sooner or later.
As she watched, Ye Xiaomei's eyes widened.
She seemed to be able to hear the sound of the heart pumping and the blood rushing through. Ye Xiaomei took a step back in fright and was unable to recover for a long time.
She remembered that in the past she could close her eyes and see the baby in her belly in the silence. The feeling was the same as it was then.
Ye Xiaomei rubbed her eyes and looked again, and found that the strange scene was gone.
Ye Xiaomei quickly turned around, pushed Ye Lan aside, and found Xie Lao Na, asking him to arrange a few people with good medical skills to greet Ma Qijun. After leaving her phone number, Ye Xiaomei left the hospital.
Tang family residence.
The atmosphere in Tang Bushi's private residence was very strange. The bodyguards standing outside stretched their necks to look in without blinking.
From time to time, heartless laughter could be heard from inside.
This Tang Bu Ci smiles so sarcastically, is he crazy?
As soon as she entered, she saw Tang Buyi chuckling. Ye Xiaomei's face darkened:
"What big deal did you make again?" Ye Xiaomei had already entered Tang Buci's study when she said this.
"Nothing. This time, the Tang family's house was unscathed and I'm in a good mood."
Tang Buci started to make tea: "What kind of tea do you want today?"
"Whatever, I'm just here to look for some books." Ye Xiaomei's hands were not idle.
Looking at the dazzling array of books, Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but sigh again. In the past ten years or so, this guy has read more books than the average person would read in two lifetimes.
It’s just that his books were arranged in no particular order, with medical books scattered here and there. If she were to tidy up the bookshelf, she would definitely put books of the same type together so that they would be easier to find.
"Biluochun." With the sound of the wheelchair rolling, a scent of tea wafted from the desk, and he muttered:
"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll remind you that you're not poor, so why don't you dress yourself up? You can't even find these clothes in the city."
"I'm not from a famous family, and I don't have to attend any big events. It doesn't matter what I wear." Ye Xiaomei didn't even turn her head: "Why are your medical books so messy?"
Tang Buci looked at Ye Xiaomei's back with great admiration, especially when she raised her hand to reach for the book above her head, revealing her slender waist, which dazzled him so much that he quickly looked away:
"What book do you want?"
"Are there any books on cardiology?" Ye Xiaomei looked through several rows of books and found all kinds of books except medical books.
"Which dynasty do you want?"
After saying this, Ye Xiaomei turned around mechanically and slowly to look at Tang Buci. Her jade-like face was as calm as water, and a hint of an approachable smile appeared at the corner of her eyes:
"Are medical books on cardiology divided by dynasties?"
Tang Buyi smiled and said confidently, "Of course. We have everything from the most primitive internal medicine surgeries to the modern ones. Which one do you want?"
Ye Xiaomei looked Tang Buci up and down and saw that his eyes were like stars and he didn't look like he had a strange disease:
"Ahem, I'll watch them all."
"Ah Man, count from the right hand side of the fifth layer on the left and take down all ten books."
As soon as these words were spoken, Qiu Ah Man took the ladder and climbed up. After a few quick moves, Ye Xiaomei finally saw the table full of books.
No, there were also bamboo slips and hand-sewn needlework books, and one book with a rotten cover and yellowed pages.
"Take your time to read these. I have spent a lot of money to collect these in the past ten years. I don't think you can finish reading them in ten days or half a month."
Tang Buci took a sip of tea and thought with admiration: Ma Qijun is really a nice guy. He really didn't destroy any plants or trees except Baiyu Temple.
"By the way, are you divorced?"
Ye Xiaomei didn't hear anything at all. She didn't recognize any of the small seal characters on the bamboo slips, but she did recognize the cursive script on the hand-sewn booklet.
This book was written by an author named Zhai Xue. It looks like an authentic handwritten copy. Yes, it was written in the Beijing Dynasty, and it seems that there was no printing technology at that time.
Ye Xiaomei became more and more addicted to it. "Hiss! Tang Bushi, you said that there was no light like today during the Jing Dynasty. Did this doctor know that?"
Tang Buci is very knowledgeable, and all the books he read over the years were certainly not in vain. However, he has always been sitting in a wheelchair and has never had the opportunity to practice. His so-called clinical experience is zero:
"It's very simple. In ancient times, the Taoist Lu Ya, who was a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, founded Taoism and had tens of thousands of disciples.
It is said that when they practice to a certain level, they can connect with the energy of the universe and know the world with their eyes closed. Moreover, since the Jing Dynasty, most of the famous doctors are practitioners. It is like the meridians that cannot even be photographed by light. The ancients at that time had already understood them clearly. "
How was it? The book was not read in vain, Tang Buci waited for Ye Xiaomei's approving look, but she kept her head down reading, with her eyebrows raised and wrinkled.
More than a dozen books were spread out to compare with each other, and she spent the entire afternoon reading. It was not until the next morning that Ye Xiaomei was suddenly brought back to reality by her rumbling stomach.
But she just sat down on the chair as if she were paralyzed.
She found the answer. What Tang Buci said was just one of the ways, which was to practice to the point of being able to see within, and to achieve the results of introspection and perspective with one's own powerful soul.
But Ye Xiaomei also discovered another possibility, that is, the spirituality of animals causes them to have sensitivity and observation abilities far beyond those of humans.
It couldn't be related to the white snake living in her body.
call!
Ye Xiaomei looked at the table full of books in disbelief. If this was really the case, wouldn't she be getting closer to understanding her own body?
Tang Buci said suddenly: "At your speed, I think you can finish reading all my books in less than three years."
What does this mean? It means that this girl is crazy. She didn't sleep all night, didn't eat, and the tea was still on the table, freezing cold.
Ye Xiaomei was brought back to reality. She looked at Tang Buci with a wary look in her eyes. She asked with a feeling of anxiety in her heart:
"Tang Bushi, do you think that in today's society, there will still be cases of people being possessed by snake spirits?"
Tang Buci's pupils shrank and he looked Ye Xiaomei up and down as if he was looking at a ghost. He seriously suspected that this girl had become stupid from reading so much.
I pressed the button and went to the table, flipping through the books on the table:
"These are all medical books, right?" He even suspected that Ye Xiaomei had taken advantage of his rest last night to read some ancient mythological books.
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