Zhong Miao looked at the empty staircase, and suddenly felt uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he turned to look at Zhong Feng and said, "Third Brother, let's go up and take a look."
Zhong Feng was stunned for a moment, but soon sighed and agreed: "Okay."
He also watched Yuxiu grow up. She was so smart and intelligent, but she had to endure so many hardships at such a young age.
Nowadays, people are becoming more and more haggard day by day. Who knows when they will pass away. So while there is still a chance, we should see each other as much as possible.
Zhong Yuxiu's grandfather Bai Shide glanced at the two of them, snorted heavily, and went upstairs with his little grandson in front of them.
There were a lot of people downstairs, but most of them were from branches that had been separated for who knows how many years. They came here just to show off their reputation in front of the head of the Zhong family so that they would have more room to speak in the future.
He was not qualified to visit Zhong Yuxiu in her boudoir.
Therefore, in the end, only five people went upstairs: the Bai family's grandparents and grandchildren, Zhong Miao and his son, and Zhong Feng.
At this time, Xie Xihe had already entered Zhong Yuxiu's room and saw the girl lying quietly on the bed from a distance.
The girl had a jade-like face with an unhealthy paleness. She lay flat on the bed with her hands clasped on her abdomen. Even in her sleep, she gave people a feeling of quietness and well-behavedness.
It's just that the breath is too weak.
If Xie Xihe had not always had keen senses and was a doctor, if someone else came in, they would probably think that she had no signs of life.
Xie Xihe couldn't help but frown.
Patriarch Zhong was also looking at his daughter. He couldn't help but feel sad as he watched. He couldn't help but look at Xie Xihe and said, "Miss Xie, can't you ask your father to come over?"
Xie Xihe looked at him quietly for a long time, then said slowly, "Master Zhong is able to protect Miss Zhong and the Zhong family by himself. He must not be stupid. Why bother asking such a question?"
The head of the Zhong family opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Zhong Yuxiu is known as the most famous lady in Kyoto. She is smart and intelligent. How could the head of the Zhong family be a fool to give birth to such a daughter?
He was so anxious at the time that he probably didn't have time to think too much, but when he returned home and Zhong Yuxiu's condition stabilized a little, he thought of it - that pill could never have come from the hands of Mr. Xie.
Mr. Xie has been treating Zhong Yuxiu for more than ten years, and each time he could only give her acupuncture to relieve her pain when she had an attack.
I always leave with a sigh.
If there was a glimmer of hope for recovery, why would he do this?
So if you think about it a little more deeply, you will know that it is impossible for Mr. Xie to develop any simple panacea.
The answer is obvious - the person who actually made the pill was the girl in front of him, Xie Xihe.
In this case, it doesn’t really make much difference whether we invite Mr. Xie or not.
Patriarch Zhong thought about it and couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing that he stopped talking, Xie Xihe walked past him and didn't stop until he reached Zhong Yuxiu's bed.
Looking closer, the girl's skin is so white that it is almost transparent. You can see the blue meridians beneath the skin at a glance, and it feels fragile and ready to break at the slightest touch.
Weak to the extreme.
Xie Xihe saw even more.
For example, the gray disease energy between her eyebrows was so thick that it almost turned into substance, and behind the disease energy, there was a golden light that kept churning and trying to break through the blockade of the disease energy - the golden light of merit.
This is also the sixth type of face besides the most common black, red, white and gray empty faces, the gold face, also known as the face of merit.
White face represents luck. People with white face are mostly good people. They can have a smooth life with both good fortune and longevity. It is considered the best of the five common facial features.
The face of merit is an upgraded version of white flour. Only those who have done countless good deeds and accumulated merit can mix some golden light into the white flour.
For example, the head of the Zhong family has this kind of face.
However, the golden light between Zhong Yuxiu's eyebrows was much more intense than that of the head of the Zhong family, and it was only a little short of being a completely golden face.
Logically speaking, people with this kind of face should have everything going smoothly, no disasters or illnesses, and all their wishes come true.
But it is obvious that neither the head of the Zhong family nor Zhong Yuxiu conforms to the theory of physiognomy.
This is worth further investigation.
Xie Xihe stared at Zhong Yuxiu's forehead for a long time, and had some vague ideas in his mind, but he still needed to verify them before he could be sure.
Of course, Xie Xihe had no intention of verifying it.
After all, this is another matter and has little to do with the purpose of her coming here today. She just came to see if there was any problem with her pills.
Thinking of this, Xie Xihe withdrew his gaze from Zhong Yuxiu, pulled one of her hands and took her pulse.
Xie Xihe closed his eyes slightly.
However, before she could carefully feel the pulse of her hand, a loud shout rang out like an explosion on the ground: "Stop!"
It was a slightly rough male voice. As the other party spoke, he rushed to Xie Xihe and reached out to grab her arm.
A cold look flashed across Xie Xihe's eyes, and without any hesitation, he raised his foot and gave a side kick, hitting the opponent's side accurately and knocking him to the ground.
Then he raised his eyes and looked.
Opposite him was a short, fat old man, about sixty years old. He looked up at Xie Xihe in disbelief: "You...you...you dare to hit me?"
Although it was the first time they met, Xie Xihe recognized the other person at the first moment.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Luo Ruiyang?"
Luo Ruiyang didn't expect that the other party actually knew him and was stunned for a moment.
Xie Xihe glanced at Zhong Yuxiu's expression, then looked at the Luo family father and son, thought about it, and simply put Zhong Yuxiu's hand back at a distance for the time being, then turned to look at Luo Ruiyang.
He apologized halfheartedly, "I'm sorry. When Patriarch Luo suddenly rushed over, I thought he was some pervert coveting my beauty. It was a conditioned reflex."
Glancing at his waist, he raised an eyebrow and said, "It was just a kick on a piece of flesh, it shouldn't cause any internal injuries, right? Patriarch Luo is lying on the ground, is he trying to blackmail me?"
Luo Ruiyang was still wondering whose little girl this was. Before he could figure it out, he heard these two sentences. He was so angry that he didn't know what to say!
It was his son Luo Hengming who reacted first and quickly stepped forward to help his father up.
Then he looked at Xie Xihe, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could almost kill a mosquito, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Who allowed you to talk to my father like that?"
"You're so young and speak so vulgarly. How did the adults in your family teach you?!"
He turned to look at Patriarch Zhong with an extremely displeased look: "Patriarch Zhong, what's the purpose of bringing this kind of person in? Is he trying to humiliate us father and son?"
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