Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"What's going on? Didn't the doctor say it's just the wind and cold?"

In Li's mansion, Li Kefei was restless and said.

Li Qingzhao was the apple of his eye, but now that his condition was getting worse and worse, how could he not be heartbroken?

"Mr., don't worry, I've already asked Mr. Qian to come for treatment! I believe the medicine can cure the disease." Wang said safely.

After a while, Qian Yi hurried over.

"Excuse me, Lord Qian!" Li Kefei said solemnly.

Qian Yi turned sideways, waved his hand and said: "It is the bounden duty of doctors to treat patients and save people. I dare not accept such a gift. I wonder where Miss Li is!"

"Please!" Li Kefei quickly led the way to Li Qingzhao's bed.

Qian Yi couldn't help but look solemn when he saw Li Qingzhao lying on the hospital bed. When he came, he thought that maybe the little girl was pretending to be sick to force Li Kefei to agree to her marriage to Fan Zheng. Now it seems that Li Qingzhao is really I got sick.

At the moment, Qian Yi did not dare to neglect and quickly checked his pulse.

Li Kefei saw Qian Yi's sad face and hesitation, and couldn't help but become very anxious.

"My lord, don't be anxious. Mr. Qian is diagnosing Qingzhao's pulse and may be able to diagnose the cause of the disease." Wang comforted her.

After a long time, Qian Yi finished diagnosing the pulse and signaled Li Kefei and his wife to go aside to talk in detail.

Walking outside the room, Li Kefei couldn't wait to ask: "Sir Qian, has the cause of my daughter's illness been found out?"

Qian Yi nodded heavily and said: "According to Qian's preliminary diagnosis, Miss Li was probably weak from falling into the water before and suffered from wind chill while writing poems in the middle of the night. This disease has been cured."

Li Kefei did not relax because he knew Qian Yi had not finished speaking.

"Moreover, Miss Li has written poems based on emotion many times, which has greatly stretched her mind. This disease only requires a lot of rest, and it is not the cause. But the real cause..." Qian Yi glanced at the two of them, wanting to He stopped talking.

"Master Qian, please speak frankly." Li Kefei took a deep breath and said.

"The real cause is heart disease, which cannot be cured by medicine or stone."

"Heart disease!" Li Kefei's expression changed, thinking that when he was in the Su Mansion, he saw with his own eyes how difficult Su Dun's heart disease was.

"I don't know what the heart disease is. Can it be cured?" Wang asked nervously.

Qian Yi sighed and said: "Why should a good couple ask questions knowingly? Everyone knows about your beloved's condition. This disease is called lovesickness. It is a disease caused by longing after an infatuated man and a woman are forced to separate. Although the two no longer see each other, they sing one song after another. A poem passed through the air made the lovesickness even worse."

"Lovesickness!" Li Kefei suddenly looked embarrassed.

"To untie the bell, you must also tie the bell. There is one person in the world who is best at heart disease, and he is also the bell tier. Why should Mr. Li rely on wood for fish?"

Say it! Qian Yi shook his head and stood up to leave.

"Bell tieer!"

Li Kefei saw with his own eyes the recovery process of Su Dun's heart disease, and also knew who Li Qingzhao's lovesickness meant. However, he had to be strong in his life and asked him to bow to Fan Zheng, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

"Ms. sir, can you bear to watch Zhao'er suffer from heart disease and lose weight day by day?" Mrs. Wang begged bitterly.

"What a lovesickness, that's nonsense. I don't believe there is no famous doctor in the world except him, Fan Zheng!"

Li Kefei showed his stubborn temper and gritted his teeth.

At present, the Li family sent people to spend a lot of money to invite famous doctors in Kaifeng City, but unfortunately no one came to see him.

Nowadays, Fan Zheng is already the well-deserved leader of the medical family. All the famous doctors are impressed by Fan Zheng's medical skills. Naturally, they don't want to offend Fan Zheng. Secondly, they really can't cure lovesickness.

"Doctors who save lives and heal the wounded are just a group of villains who follow the trend of others!" Li Kefei said angrily. In his opinion, it was just that the Chinese Medicine Hospital was so powerful that no one dared to offend Fan Zheng.

"Your Majesty, Sai Huatuo and Yang Jie would like to see you!" Suddenly the concierge came to report.

Li Kefei was overjoyed and quickly welcomed Yang Jie in.

"Nephew Yang Xian has noble medical ethics and superb medical skills. He will definitely be able to cure the disease with Qingzhao's medicine."

Yang Jie is a man who can instruct Hua Tuo's unique skills and is a certain future miracle doctor. Li Kefei naturally has great confidence in him.

Yang Jie smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Li is flattering me. My nephew is proficient in surgery, so naturally he cannot cure heart diseases. My nephew is here today to apologize to Uncle Li."

At the moment, Yang Jie told the story of how he and Su Dun forced Fan Zheng to reply to the poem "The Ten Commandments of Lovesickness".

"Brother Fan is proficient in medical skills, and I am afraid he has already predicted what will happen today, so he has not replied to the poem for a long time. However, my nephew accidentally made a big mistake, which caused Junior Sister Li to have a heart attack and asked Uncle Li to punish her. "Yang Jie bowed.

Li Kefei stayed there immediately. He did not expect that Yang Jie was not only helpless against the heart disease, but was also one of the culprits of Li Qingzhao's heart disease.

Yang Jie lowered his head and said, "Today, my nephew went to plead guilty and sent uncle good medicine to cure Junior Sister Li's heart disease. It is on the carriage outside Li's house, under the supervision of Su Dun personally. I also asked uncle to agree."

"You..." Li Kefei glared at Yang Jie. He naturally knew what the good medicine in Yang Jie's mouth was.

Yang Jie bowed again and said: "Uncle Li, please don't be angry. Junior Sister Li's body is already very weak. If this continues, I'm afraid it will damage your foundation and it will be too late to regret it."

Mrs. Wang cried on the side: "Master, please bow your head just once! We have already lost Zhao'er once, do we have to lose Zhao'er again?"

Li Qingzhao almost died from drowning, which made her wake up from nightmares every time she thought about it. She was unwilling to lose her daughter again.

Li Kefei was shocked when he heard this. He found that everyone had deserted him. After a long time, he raised his head and said blankly: "Go! Invite the evil doctor Fan Zheng to come for diagnosis and treatment."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!" Mrs. Wang then burst into tears and smiled.

Yang Jie also breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Outside Li Mansion.

Fan Zheng took a deep breath and solemnly stepped into the door of Li Mansion again.

Last time, he came to propose marriage with the gift of acceptance, but was turned away by the Li Mansion. But this time, no one stopped him, and Fan Zheng arrived outside Li Qingzhao's boudoir unimpeded.

At this moment, everyone wisely exited the boudoir, leaving space to the pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

Fan Zheng suppressed the lovesickness in his heart and walked step by step to the bedside, not wanting to disturb the person on the bed.

However, Fan Zheng's very light footsteps still woke up Li Qingzhao on the hospital bed, and he saw a slender arm stretching out from the curtain.

"Those who don't bother to heal are in trouble. This little girl has a heart disease that cannot be cured!" A voice came from the curtain that haunted Fan Zheng.

Fan Zheng said with a trembling voice: "I practice medicine, and am best at treating heart diseases. I wonder what disease the young lady is suffering from?"

In an instant, the entire boudoir froze in time and space, and a pair of lovers who had gone through hardships looked at each other through the curtains.

After a long time, Li Qingzhao's voice came from the curtain: "This disease is called lovesickness. Everyone in the world knows that lovesickness is painful. I dare to ask the doctor if it can be cured!

A trace of pity appeared on Fan Zheng's face, and he said sadly: "Two taels of Nine-leaf Chonglou, a penny of cicada pupae on the winter solstice, fried in the next year's snow, can cure the world's lovesickness.

In the curtain, Li Qingzhao laughed dumbly and said: "As far as I know, there is a seven-leaf flower in Chonglou. How can silkworm chrysalis come in the winter solstice? How can snow be separated from another year? It turns out that there is no solution to lovesickness.

Fan Zheng shook his head sadly and said: "As everyone knows, summer dryness is like a nine-story building. Three feet away from the ground, cicadas appear. It snows at midnight on New Year's Eve. It has been a year since it fell to the ground. After the time of separation, lovesickness can also be solved."

At that moment, the curtain fell, and the two looked at each other. The originally bitter lovesickness suddenly turned into the sweetness and joy of seeing each other again after a long separation.

It turns out that lovesickness can really be solved!