Capítulo 834: Chapter 815: Unstable Foundation
The fact that Second Young Master Tang of the Tang Family is a dicine pot is known to everyone in the city. Every ti Second Young Master Tang faints, the townspeople all exclaim, “That’s the dicine pot with a mine at ho fainting again.” Yet, as they expected, the white lanterns of the Tang Family would not be hung, even though they heard from their distant relatives that the Tang Family had long prepared funeral clothes and a coffin for Second Young Master Tang.
Doctor Sun brought Qin Liuxi into the Tang Residence, heading smoothly towards Second Young Master Tang’s courtyard, suggesting that he indeed had beco Second Young Master Tang’s attending doctor, even if not very useful.
And quite a few people had gathered in Second Young Master Tang’s courtyard, including his parents, his elder brother and sister-in-law, nephews, and nieces, each with a look of sorrow on their faces.
Qin Liuxi saw the scene and inexplicably felt as if the man was about to kick his feet and give up life, with everyone here ready to see him one last ti.
This thought is truly sinful.
“Doctor Sun is here, You’er has fainted again,” the current Uncle Changshun, Tang Zhengquan, tiredly said, “He’s already been fed with dicine. I must trouble you.”
Mrs. Tang had already cried a round, supported by her daughter-in-law and servant, looking ready to collapse at any mont.
Doctor Sun said, “Lord, this is the Junior Temple Master of Li City Qingping Temple, Daoist na Buqiu, a Daoist doctor I ca to know by chance, with exceptional dical skills. I heard the Second Young Master fainted again, so I boldly invited him to check the pulse for the young master.”
Everyone had noticed Qin Liuxi because Doctor Sun was the most trusted doctor, so they thought the unfamiliar young man he brought was so relative helping out, not knowing he was a doctor, a Daoist doctor?
“A Daoist doctor from the Daoist Temple?” Tang Zhengquan looked at Qin Liuxi puzzledly and then at Doctor Sun, thinking that although he trusted him, wasn’t this young fellow a bit too young?
Qin Liuxi was almost blinded by the accumulated virtue of Tang Zhengquan and others, with drool almost dripping from her mouth; it was so bright and tempting.
She desired it.
Doctor Sun hadn’t deceived her; the Tang Family truly was a house of accumulated virtue. Seeing those virtues shining brightly was indeed tempting.
Tang Zhengquan felt a chill down his spine, sensing sothing off in the young man’s gaze, akin to a starving wolf eyeing at.
Doctor Sun coughed.
Qin Liuxi ca to her senses, glancing at the crowded room filled with warmth, a slight scent of burning coal lingering in the air.
It’s only October, and although Wu City is dressed warmly for the cold mornings and evenings, the dayti temperature is tolerable, yet there’s already a brazier lit in the room.
Coupled with the crowd and the fragrance of clothes, the sll indoors seed sowhat oppressive.
“Aren’t we told it’s hard to breathe in crowded places? With so many people squeezed into this little room, without any windows open for ventilation, the air’s stagnant and heavy; everyone should leave.” Qin Liuxi asked, “Where’s the patient?”
Everyone exchanged glances, watching Tang Zhengquan, yet it was Doctor Sun who said: “Everyone should step out. With the Little Divine Doctor here, Second Young Master will be fine.”
This person had brought patients with serious injuries back from the Ghost Gate.
Qin Liuxi glanced at him, crafty and cunning.
Doctor Sun smiled ingratiatingly.
Tang Zhengquan then sent everyone out, seeing his wife looking pale and ready to fall, saying, “You wait outside too.”
“No.” Mrs. Tang shook her head.
Qin Liuxi checked her once and then looked away, following Doctor Sun through the folding screen and entering the inner room.
On the bed, lay a frail young man, his face pale with whiteness and lips tinged purplish, lying with closed eyes, even in sleep, his brows tightly furrowed.
Like Quan Jing, weak, yet Quan Jing beca frail due to toxins eroding his bones. This one, however, was born with a deficiency, like a male version of a sickly beauty.
Covered in thick blankets, there was no trace of sweat on his forehead.
Qin Liuxi took out a silver needle, gently pricked on his philtrum, applied dicinal oil under his nose, and took out his hand from the blankets, gently massaging between his thumb and index finger.
Tang Er’s long lashes fluttered, slowly opening his eyes.
Tang Zhengquan and the others were sowhat pleased; waking so quickly this ti, thinking it would be nightfall.
Originally skeptical of Qin Liuxi, their distrust vanished instantly.
Tang Er regained awareness, seeing Qin Liuxi’s unfamiliar face, froze: “Who are you?”
Qin Liuxi saw his eyes, sighed inwardly, thinking these eyes were incredibly clean, pure and clear, cleaner than Lan You even, truly unstained by dust.
“I’m the doctor, your eyes are beautiful.”
Tang Er was startled, his cheeks blushing inexplicably from the praise, eyes showing so shyness.
He struggled to sit up, this movent causing a slight breathlessness, slightly panting.
Qin Liuxi sighed, truly weak.
She placed two fingers on his wrist to feel the pulse, eyes focused on the unusually prominent veins due to thinness, frowning.
The room was silent; everyone dared not make a sound to disturb.
Qin Liuxi switched hands; this ti, she closed her eyes slightly, one hand feeling the pulse, the other hand forming a spell, exploring using Yitaisu Pulse thod.
She diagnosed longer than before, deepening their concern, turning initial hope faint.
Too many renowned doctors were unable to cure this child; they dared not hope too much, living each day at a ti.
Qin Liuxi opened her eyes, saying to Doctor Sun: “The pulse is weak with four forms, floating, large, slow, soft, and nearly imperceptible, indicating a weak pulse.”
Doctor Sun approached, feeling Tang Er’s wrist, frowning: “Is it due to the recent fainting?”
Qin Liuxi already put aside her hand, saying: “It’s partly that, but not entirely; he’s inherently weak in pulse. Indeed, it’s a deficiency he carried from the womb, not just due to inadequate developnt or premature birth in the womb. During conception, the father’s essence was already insufficient, and the mother was not strong, slightly frail. Thus, the embryo implantation was insufficient, yet surviving until now is truly due to family ancestral rit and protection. This protection allowed survival, but good health is unattainable.”
Everyone listened, confused, understanding sowhat, yet not entirely; what did she an?
“Little Divine Doctor, what do you an by this?” Tang Zhengquan asked.
“Just call Junior Temple Master, or my Daoist na Buqiu.” Qin Liuxi looked at him, saying: “I an, your essence isn’t strong, and your wife has been frail since childhood, aning as parents, your foundation for nurturing a child isn’t sturdy, so his foundation can’t be stable.”
If the foundation isn’t stable, the house collapses; similarly, if genes don’t support strength, how can one be healthy?
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