Jiang Jun was stunned. There actually was such an amazing Chinese medicine practitioner who could learn about another doctor's condition through her body changes—not only his age, but also his medical skills.
Do you have to be so exaggerated?
"Mr. Tong, what do you think of his treatment?" Jiang Jun cared a lot about other people's evaluation of Jiang Yuan.
Mr. Tong replied casually: "Not bad!"
In Jiang Yun's understanding, the word "okay" meant that his skills were not good enough, so he humbly asked for help: "Mr. Tong, how can I return my soul to its place?"
She felt that she was very respectful and asked very precise questions.
Now that the soul has returned to its place, does that mean that the body is healthy enough and the fetus is stable? I don’t have to stay at home in fear and can go to work, right?
Jiang Jun was impressed by himself for still thinking about work at this moment.
Mr. Tong smiled and said, "See, your soul is not in its place, and your mind is absent. At first I thought you were very calm, but after taking your pulse I found the root of your illness."
The nanny beside him knew very well that everyone who came to Mr. Tong was respectful, even the leader of a certain sea would let him diagnose them and never talk nonsense.
"You little girl, your three souls and seven spirits are not in their proper places. You don't sleep much, your appetite is poor, and no matter what you eat, you won't gain weight. You also often have hallucinations. I'm lucky I didn't arrest you and lock you up as a psychopath!"
Jiang Jun was completely impressed: "Mr. Tong, can my illness be cured?"
Mr. Tong carefully felt the pulse and took a deep breath. "Did you get frightened after you grew up?"
All the children he had seen were frightened when they were infants, and some were frightened in the womb and were born with congenital defects.
Jiang Jun recalled the moment he woke up in the hospital when he first arrived in this time and space: "When I was fourteen, I fell. I thought it was a concussion, but after waking up, I became like this. Was my soul thrown out during that time?"
Mr. Tong shook his head and said to himself, "Your soul can't return. Is it because your soul was thrown out and came back in the wrong place?"
Jiang Jun felt even more guilty. He exchanged a glance with Ye Qingyin and quickly stared at Mr. Tong's fingers, waiting for his next words with both anticipation and fear.
She knew her own business, but even if Mr. Tong said this, it would be unbelievable and would be refuted by atheists.
Mr. Tong asked, "Has anyone ever called your soul back?"
Jiang Jun shook his head: "After I fell unconscious, I was sent to the hospital."
Who in a field hospital would call out to the soul?
If anyone was called out, it was the doctors and nurses shouting to each other, asking for scalpels and medicine. It was only after Jiang Yonghua arrived that the nurses knew her name.
Mr. Tong continued rubbing for a long while, then took a deep breath. "Hiss, luckily you got married early and your Yang Qi was strong, so the baby is safe. Otherwise, with your mind and soul, you would die after every pregnancy. What does your husband do for a living? A military commander?"
Jiang Yun: "I'm from the military, a civilian."
Why did she feel that Mr. Tong was more like a fortune teller than a Chinese medicine doctor?
It's even more magical than Qu Renjie.
In her mind, the source of the Qu Renjie River was attributed to the magic of Indians or African natives.
Mr. Tong massaged Jiang Yun's entire forearm. He could also read bones: "Fortunately, you have strong bones, clear bones, and a good foundation."
Jiang Jun listened stupidly, not knowing what was so good about her bones. When she was a recruit in the barracks, the company commander often scolded her for being boneless and weak because she never stood up straight. When she was not in training, she was either sitting, lying down, or leaning against something.
Mr. Tong released his hand and took a pen to write the prescription.
Be extremely cautious and think carefully before you start writing. After writing down a medicine, pause for a moment.
The whole process of diagnosis, questioning and prescription took nearly two hours. Mr. Tong was sweating profusely and the nanny couldn't help but remind him to leave three times.
After Ye Qingyin left, she was almost at the doorstep when Jiang Jun, still frightened, said, "Xiao Jiang, why didn't you tell me about such a serious situation? You should have come a long time ago!"
Jiang Jun pouted and said, "Mom, Mr. Tong just said that my fetal energy stabilized after I stood in the stance. If I came earlier and he said it couldn't happen, would that mean I couldn't have it?"
Ye Qingyin was speechless. She had also thought of this possibility.
Jiang Jun whispered, "That Tibetan doctor is the herdsman Xiao Fei saved on the grassland before. When he was teaching me the standing meditation, there happened to be an earthquake, so Boss Han took him away."
Ye Qingyin was stunned: "Han Guang?"
Jiang Jun nodded: "Yes! Do you know Uncle Han too?"
Ye Qingyin came back to her senses: "Mr. Tong treated Han Guang. If the young soldier you mentioned can treat Han Guang, then his level will be comparable to Mr. Tong."
This time it was Jiang Yun's turn to be stunned. Jiang Yuan was so amazing. "Mom, but I only learned the standing posture. I haven't had time to learn anything else!"
Ye Qingyin sighed, "You're really out of your mind, kid! Standing still is so difficult. Some of us veterans have been doing it for years and still can't do it right! You've been able to learn it in just ten days, which proves how capable you are!"
As she spoke, Ye Qingyin's heart began to hang in the balance again—all because of Mr. Tong's words about the wrong soul returning to the wrong place. Anyway, she believed it! Back in the division headquarters' family compound, with Jiang Yonghua and Zhang Xiuying's background, it was as if they had been brought up by mistake to give birth to such a smart and well-behaved child like Jiang Jun.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingyin couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Jiang, I remember you said that you grew up with a little cousin from your grandma's family, right?"
Did you pick up the wrong child?
However, the storytelling soldier in the art troupe doesn't look like Jiang Yonghua or Zhang Xiuying.
Or maybe the child Zhang Xiuying gave birth to was lost, so she adopted another girl to impersonate her?
No, no, the adopted child couldn’t possibly look that much like Jiang Yonghua!
It's really strange.
Jiang Jun knew that Ye Qingyin was suspicious, so he could only be vague: "Yes!"
Ye Qingyin asked, "Your grandmother's home is deep in the mountains and forests. Have you ever been scared or fallen?"
Jiang Jun shook his head: "No, uh, I can't remember!"
If the nanny hadn't chased her away, she would have wanted to ask Mr. Tong a few more questions, okay?
Ye Qingyin thought a little too far ahead. If Jiang Jun was not Zhang Xiuying's daughter, she would feel more comfortable and not so uncomfortable.
"Xiao Jiang, don't overthink it. This time, it can be considered a blessing in disguise. With Old Master Tong protecting you, you can give birth to the child with peace of mind. Gongjin Zhongmou will definitely grow up to be white and plump! Old Master Tong's great-grandfather once prescribed medicine for children in the Forbidden City!"
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