The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

But Zhong Wen didn't pay so much attention at the moment.

Originally, it was just to make a wooden sword for that little kid to play with, but unexpectedly, it became what it is now.

Burning incense, offering sacrifices, chanting scriptures, etc., after a set of rituals, it was already evening.

Fortunately, it's over, this busy matter really made Zhong Wen hungry.

Since getting up early in the morning, I haven't eaten anything, not even a sip of water.

"Please Li Wenjie take the wooden sword, the magic weapon, so that you will be free from illness and disaster in this life..."

Finally, Zhong Wen passed the wooden sword to Li Wenjie.

Logically speaking, this wooden sword should have been passed on to Li Gaoyuan, but Zhong Wenwen made the wooden sword for that little boy, so it was naturally passed on to Li Wenjie.

"Great-grandfather, look, I also have a sword. In the future, I will become a great general."

After the little boy Li Wenjie took over the wooden sword that Zhong Wen passed on to him, he showed it to his great-grandfather like a treasure, and did not forget to play with it twice.

In fact, Li Gaoyuan was so distressed that he wanted to snatch it from him, so that he could hang it in Li's mansion for worship.

"Jiu Shou Daoist has worked hard, and the dining room has prepared meals."

Li Gaoyuan stopped looking at the wooden sword in his great-grandson's hand, feeling very distressed, so he turned to Zhong Wen and said.

"Li Jushi is being polite."

After Zhong Wen responded, he walked towards the dining room with Li Gaoyuan and the others.

Zhong Wen, who had been hungry all day, let go of his belly this time.

After eating a few bowls of rice, he asked a servant to bring more rice over.

This time, Li Gaoyuan's jaws dropped in shock.

They had never seen such a person who could eat so much. Just now they saw Zhong Wen eat five bowls of rice, but according to Zhong Wen's words, they seemed to be able to eat at least a dozen bowls.

"I'm making all the laymen laugh. I can eat since I was a child. I don't have twenty or thirty bowls of rice. I guess I can't fill my stomach."

Zhong Wen was really embarrassed by these people, so he could only explain aloud.

Fortunately, Li's residence is not short of this rice grain, otherwise, they would really be poor.

"Nothing, nothing, being able to eat is a blessing, being able to eat is a blessing."

Li Gaoyuan responded, although he was curious, it was impossible to get to the bottom of it.

After the meal, Zhong Wen and the others sat in the dining room and chatted.

Of course, Zhong Wen's thoughts were drawn to the matter of Li Zhengxiang. He wanted to know where the gloomy aura in Li Zhengxiang came from.

"I don't know the Taoist chief Jiushou. My grandson has been studying in the mansion for many years and rarely goes out. He has read a lot of books, but he has less knowledge."

Li Gaoyuan listened to some of Zhong Wen's questions and responded.

"Layman Li, may I ask, have you eaten anything you should not eat recently, or suffered from any illness?"

In the end, Zhong Wen couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and began to ask Li Zhengxiang.

"Returning to the head of the Taoist priest, I also eat ordinary food at home, and I haven't been sick recently, but I fell into a serious illness a year ago."

Li Zhengxiang didn't know why, but he still responded to Zhong Wen truthfully.

"Then Layman Li, stretch out your hand, and I'll feel your pulse."

Zhong Wen was puzzled, he hadn't been poisoned, he hadn't been sick recently, and from Li Zhengxiang's face and behavior, he didn't look like a sick person either.

Li Zhengxiang looked at his father, then at his grandfather, and after getting the consent of the two, he passed his hand in front of Zhong Wen.

"No, no, why is this pulse so strange?"

After Zhong Wen took Li Zhengxiang's pulse, he was puzzled. This pulse is definitely a sign of death.

"Nine-headed Daoist, what's so strange?"

When Li Gaoyuan heard that what Zhong Wen said was wrong or something, he was secretly startled, could it be that something happened to his grandson?After thinking about it, he found that Zhong Wen's questioning was always directed at his grandson.

After repeated confirmation, Zhong Wen found that Li Zhengxiang's pulse was definitely someone he couldn't save, and according to his judgment, Li Zhengxiang would die within a month.As for Zhong Wen's basis, he couldn't explain it clearly, and he couldn't explain it clearly, just such a conclusion came to his mind.

Perhaps, Zhong Wen's evidence is that he has memorized many medical books, or it may be the gloomy aura in Li Zhengxiang's body, or it may be Zhong Wen's own opinion.

"Old Layman Li, if it's convenient now, please go and call some doctors over to take the pulse of Layman Li. I can't say anything more now."

Although Zhong Wen was convinced that Li Zhengxiang was going to die, he was reluctant to speak out. He thought, let Li Gaoyuan invite a few doctors to check his pulse, so as to verify his judgment.

Of course, whether there is a mistake in this, he did not comment on it. He is just a Taoist priest with poor academic skills, but he can't be a famous doctor.

Chapter 176

"Quick, quick, go and invite the doctor over, and invite a few more."

Li Fucheng, who was sitting on the side, immediately became startled when he heard Zhong Wen's words, and called his servants to invite the doctor.

As for Li Gaoyuan, after hearing Zhong Wen's words, there was no look of panic on his face, but he must have been worried, but he didn't express too much eagerness.

In fact, Zhong Wen was also afraid that there was something wrong with his own diagnosis, or that there was something wrong with what he saw with his eyes, so he hoped to use the doctor's hand to confirm his conclusion.

At this moment, everyone else in the dining room was tense.

Even that little boy Li Wenjie hugged his father's thigh nervously, raised his head, and looked at his father.

"Nine Heads Daoist, what's wrong with my grandson? Can you explain clearly?"

Li Gaoyuan was worried about what Zhong Wen said, and he was afraid that his grandson would be diagnosed by Zhong Wen. Seeing that his son had sent someone to invite a doctor, he asked Zhong Wen.

"Old Layman Li, it's inconvenient for Pindao to say more right now, let's talk about it after the doctor comes for diagnosis and treatment."

Zhong Wen's caution really hurt the people present, and they were even more worried.

But Zhong Wen didn't say it directly, and it was impossible for the people of the Li family to hold sticks and beat Zhong Wen so hard.

Even the women in Li's mansion were alarmed. They all ran to the dining room and looked at Li Zhengxiang nervously. What's the matter with Li Zhengxiang?

About a quarter of an hour later, the servant brought three doctors over.

Afterwards, regardless of whether he was in the dining room or the living room, Li Gaoyuan called for the doctor and gave Li Zhengxiang his pulse directly.

Quiet.

Quiet is scary.

No one present dared to make any noise, for fear of disturbing the doctor to feel Li Zhengxiang's pulse.

"The two of you should also check your pulse."

After a doctor took the pulse, he felt suspicious. There seemed to be nothing wrong with it. However, when he took the pulse just now, there were some small abnormalities. At most, in his heart, it could only be concluded as a minor problem.

Afterwards, two other doctors also took Li Zhengxiang's pulse one after another.

But after the two doctors felt the pulse, their conclusions were similar to those of the first doctor, and their minds were confused.

Afterwards, the three communicated with each other to make sure that their diagnosis was correct.

"Li Gong, after the three of us took Lingsun's pulse, we didn't realize that Lingsun was ill."

Among them, a doctor said after saluting to Li Gaoyuan.

"Three doctors, please check the pulse carefully."

Zhong Wen didn't wait for Li Gaoyuan to respond, and said directly to the three doctors.

"This Taoist priest, although the three of us are not the best in medicine, we still have some experience in feeling the pulse. When I took the pulse just now, I didn't notice Li Langjun's illness. If the Taoist priest felt something different, It can be said."

When the doctor heard Zhong Wen speak, he quickly turned around and saluted.

"The poor man took the pulse and found that Li Xiaoju was trembling all over the place. I don't know if the doctors have paid attention to it, and the pulse is like a feeling of nothingness and powerlessness, and the surface is unstable."

Zhong Wen directly stated the vision of his pulse, so that the three doctors could diagnose the pulse again.

"Oh? I didn't notice this, so I'll give Li Langjun another pulse later."

The three doctors were surprised when they heard Zhong Wen's words.

The image of seven tremors and seven tremors, this is something they have never heard of.

Of course, as a doctor, if someone raised doubts, it would naturally need to be verified, not to mention that it was raised by a Taoist priest.

Afterwards, the three doctors started to feel Li Zhengxiang's pulse again.

And everyone in the dining room hung up again with nervous expressions, much worse than before.

As for Li Gaoyuan, even though he was in his seventies, he heard Zhong Wen's words and felt anxious and worried, but after all he had a lot of experience and was calm enough, until now, he didn't show that eagerness on his face.

Perhaps, Li Gaoyuan believed [-]% in Zhong Wen's master, Li Daoling.

As far as Li Daoling's medical skills are concerned, Li Gaoyuan absolutely believes in them.

However, if this matter were to be placed on Zhong Wen, Zhong Wen would not be able to compare with Li Daoling. Therefore, in Li Gaoyuan's heart, he was only worried, but he had not yet reached the point of [-]% belief.

After all, at Zhong Wen's age, it is not possible to achieve something in a day or two by studying medicine.

An expert in Chinese medicine, a master doctor, which one is not very old.

"It's... the first time I've seen such a pulse. It's really strange. Have you two met it before?"

After the last doctor took the pulse, he asked the other two doctors in a low voice.

In his decades of practicing medicine, he has never seen such a strange pulse image, let alone give a result.

"I've never seen one either."

"Never encountered before."

After the three doctors took the pulse, they couldn't do anything.

They don't know where to start to judge what kind of disease is such a strange pulse pattern.

Not to mention prescribing medicine for diagnosis and treatment.

"Three doctors, how is my son? Don't really suffer from some kind of disease."

In the dining room, an old woman asked three doctors.

And this old woman is Li Fucheng's wife, and also Li Zhengxiang's mother.

As for Li Gaoyuan, his wife and concubine died earlier than him, but now, he is alone.

Fortunately, there are sons, grandsons, and even a great-grandson.

"Old lady, the three of us have never seen a pulse like Li Langjun's, so we don't know what disease Li Langjun is suffering from."

A doctor responded to the old woman.

In addition to taking Li Zhengxiang's pulse, they also checked some other things, and even asked some questions, but in the end, none of the three of them could diagnose what disease Li Zhengxiang was suffering from.

Of course, Zhong Wen didn't know either.

If it weren't for the gloomy spirit on Li Zhengxiang, Zhong Wen wouldn't even know that Li Zhengxiang was sick.

As for the disease, Zhong Wen really didn't know.

As for the pulse condition, he only discovered it carefully after going for a diagnosis and treatment based on his subjective consciousness.

This kind of pulse, not to mention that Zhong Wen has never seen it before, after all, he has not treated many patients.However, this kind of pulse pattern has been seen in some medical techniques, but it is just a brushstroke.

Specifically, there is no explicit statement, and there is no record of what the disease is.

What the three doctors said really shocked everyone present.

They never thought that their grandson, son, husband, and father, who seemed so healthy, were suffering from a disease that even doctors could not diagnose.

"Father, father, woo woo woo..."

Li Wenjie, the little kid, was the first to start howling, and afterward, the women in the dining room also started howling.

But Zhong Wen, who was sitting on the side, couldn't bear it.

Faced with this kind of thing, he was helpless, so he could only watch these people cry in pain.

On the other hand, Li Gaoyuan and Li Fucheng, their faces also began to be covered with sorrow, and Li Fucheng burst into tears.

"Li Gong, and everyone, don't worry, let's invite a few more doctors to come over and make a good diagnosis, and then discuss Li Langjun's illness."

When a doctor saw such a scene, he hurriedly spoke out in order to stabilize his career as a doctor.

A doctor who can't even tell if he's sick, if this gets out, let alone someone going to see him, even Li Gaoyuan might bring someone to destroy their clinics.