Chapter 012: Letting out poisonous blood

without asking the miracle doctor to check Shen Zhiyu's pulse, and also asked about the changes after the illness, diet, etc.

  Then Taoist Master He also felt Shen Zhiyu's pulse, and then touched the bones of his body a few times.

  The two studied the condition together and exchanged their thoughts.

  After about half an hour, they expressed their opinions.

  "The Third Young Master's Dantian and several major acupuncture points have been sealed, and many veins are blocked, which will cause him to lose his divine power and internal martial arts power."

  "The third Young Master eats a lot of food every day, and it is all greasy. It is not good for health, and the body will naturally become obese. The more toxins that cannot be excreted, the more it will secrete odor. "

  "To be honest, if General Shen had invited us to treat the Third Young Master three months later, we would not be able to save him. "

  "Oh..."

  "Master He, please help me instead of asking for a miracle doctor!" Shen Hong was so anxious that he knelt down and kowtowed.

  "General Shen, don't worry, wait until Buqiu and I discuss the treatment method." He Daozi looked solemn, thinking a little.

  After Shen Zhiyu said goodbye, he returned to his own room to rest. He was out of breath and in great pain even after taking a few more steps.

  During those few days of running and doing exercises, he almost fell to the ground.

  I don't know if Master Asuka Tsuru Michiko and Fuqiu's miracle doctor can cure his disease. If not...

  he will only have three to five years left to live. Shen Zhiyu woke up early

  the next morning

  , drank only a glass of warm water, and did not dare to eat breakfast. This was specially ordered by He Daozi.

  He took a shower and changed into a set of clean clothes, which alleviated the stench a little.

  After a while, he was called to the lobby by Shen Hong.

  "Third Young Master, don't be afraid. Buqiu and I have already discussed it, and there won't be any mistakes." He Daozi saw Shen Zhiyu's strangeness and couldn't help comforting him.

  Shen Zhiyu nodded and followed everyone to a side room, where he was lying on a big bed supported by two young men.

  Taoist priest He took out a box of silver needles and several talismans from the wooden box.

  He took out a silver needle that was as long as his arm and placed it on the candle to heat it for a few times.

  When Shen Zhiyu saw such a long silver needle, he felt a little scared.

  Even though he is so big, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, handling knives and swords, and is often injured and bleeding, but what he is most afraid of is getting needles.

  "Third Young Master, close your eyes." He Daozi caught a glimpse of Shen Zhiyu's scared expression and couldn't help laughing.

  Shen Hong stood opposite and comforted: "Brother Yu, don't be afraid."

  "Don't be afraid, Third Young Master, I will give you some Ma Fei Powder." Without asking the miracle doctor, he took out a few packets of powder and a bottle of medicine from his medicine box. Box of silver needles, take a small bowl and pour water into it to boil the sesame.

  After Shen Zhiyu drank it, he lost consciousness after just a few breaths. Half asleep and half awake, he watched He Daozi touch his bones, looking for veins.

  From the first silver needle pricking to the eleventh needle pricking, it took a full stick of incense.

  After finishing his work, He Daozi burned a few more talisman papers, grabbed a handful of paper ashes and put them into the tea cup.

  "General Shen, give this cup of talisman water to the third young master."

  "Okay." Shen Hong took the tea cup without a trace of hesitation, and with the help of two boys, he fed Shen Zhiyu to drink the talisman water.

  When Taoist He saw that the time had come, he pulled out the eleven silver needles. After packing his things, he sat on a chair to rest.

  If you look carefully, you can see the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

  Next, it was the turn of Doctor Buqi to prick Shen Zhiyu with silver needles on all ten fingers. After a short while, he took out ten silver needles, and drops of black blood flowed from his fingers.

  Shen Hong was surprised.

  "From now on, a silver needle will be inserted every seven days, combined with a healthy diet and exercise, as well as a daily decoction to cleanse toxins. Within five years, the third young master will definitely be able to recover.

  As for longevity, as long as the third young master strengthens his body and cooperates with With nourishing medicine, you can still survive until you are about fifty years old."     Don't ask for the miracle doctor to look serious.

  Toxins accumulate in one year and take about five to ten years to remove.

  The main reason is that the third young master has eaten too much greasy food this year, and all of it was fried and fried, which has caused great damage to the liver, spleen and stomach.

  Shen Hong nodded and watched as Taoist Master He and Buqiu Miracle Doctor returned to the wing to rest.

  And he returned to the guest room and sat beside the bed guarding Shen Zhiyu.

  After the poisonous blood was drained, he personally applied medicated powder to his son's wounds.

  After a stick of incense, Shen Zhiyu woke up leisurely, as if he had been in a different world.

  During the hour he slept, he seemed to have had a nightmare.

  In the dream, he was not saved by He Daozi and the miracle doctor Buqiu. Unfortunately, his sister died on the day she was born. Her mother was so sad that she recorded Shen Qingqing in the name of the eldest family and took good care of her.

  The next year, the eldest brother, who had been paralyzed for six years, committed suicide. The soon-to-be sister-in-law, Xu Wanrou, crashed into the coffin and died on the first seven days of the eldest brother's life. The two were buried in the same acupuncture point.

  In less than two years, Shen Qingqin used so-called evidence to report that Shen Hong and the Cheng family were collaborating with the enemy and treason. The emperor ordered the Cheng family to confiscate their homes.

  One hundred and twenty one members of the Cheng family were beheaded.

  In order to take revenge on their eldest brother, Shen Qingqiu and Shen Shaosheng, the eldest brother was dug up and whipped to death, while the second brother starved to death.

  This nightmare scared Shen Zhiyu into a cold sweat, his skin turned red, and he vaguely felt the pain of being burned by a raging fire.

  "Dad, I want to take a bath. I smell bad."

  "Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare hot water. How do you feel now?" Shen Hong's eyes lit up.

  Shen Zhiyu hesitated for a while, feeling the changes in his body, and then responded: "My whole body feels much more relaxed, and even my breathing is lighter."

  "That's good..." Shen Hong was a little disappointed, and could only comfort himself that he shouldn't be in a hurry, and he couldn't let his son have it. pressure.

  Half an hour later...

  It took Shen Zhiyu almost half an hour to finish bathing. The two boys kept scrubbing his body and changed the hot water three times. God knows how dirty his bath water was.

  After he got up and put on his clothes, he found that his body was much lighter, and even the odor on his body seemed to be lighter.

  He was so happy that he sang the songs that his fourth brother had taught him.

  For lunch, I had a few fruits, vegetables and chicken breast. There was almost no oil, and the cooking method was just boiling.

  Although it was a bit unpalatable, he didn't dislike it.

  Before going to bed at night, he drank a large bowl of decoction, which was prescribed by a miracle doctor to cleanse toxins.

  After dinner on the third night, Shen Zhiyu came to Shen Hong and told him about the nightmare he had yesterday.

  "This, this, this..." Shen Hong was so shocked that his tongue was tied and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

  He couldn't accept that his whole family had ended so badly.

  "Dad, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Shen Zhiyu said in a deep voice.

  "I can hear my sister's voice. It was my sister who told me that my obesity was a murder plot by my second wife, and I ended up dying at the stake like a nightmare."

  "What? You can hear it too?" Shen Hong was shocked again.

  Shen Zhiyu reacted immediately and asked: "Dad, can you hear it too? We can all hear it, what about her? The fourth and fifth brothers?"

  "I'll go back tomorrow." Shen Hong's eyes glowed and he stood up suddenly .

  He wants to find out what his daughter is saying. What if the whole family can hear it?

  Isn't it...