Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi walked around for a while, and saw a lively place ahead, bustling with people,

Many young men and women come and go together.

The two were curious, and when they got closer, they found that it was a main room.

The sons and daughters of the Miao family have the custom of worshiping the Nuo Gong and the Nuo Mother. According to legend, during the Great Flood, the Nuo Gong and the Nuo Mother got married, and they are the heroes of the Miao family's reproduction.

Xia Jingsheng raised his eyes and saw two statues of gods standing in the middle of the main room.The statues are a man and a woman. The male god has a red face and a solemn expression.The goddess is dressed in an embroidered pleated skirt with a kind face.

Livestock tributes, glutinous rice cakes, incense candles, wine and food are placed on the altar, and there are multiple colored strips dotted among them.

The young man of the Miao family knelt down on the futon, made a wish with all his heart, kowtowed devoutly, then took up the stick and shook it gently.

Until the signature is signed, and then go to the wizard to release the signature with full of anticipation.

A pair of young women, arm in arm, passed by the two of them, whispering: "My mother said, Nuo Gong and Nuo Mu are efficacious, especially when you ask about the marriage of a man and a woman."

Sun Wenxi became interested, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, shall we try?"

Xia Jingsheng complied and knelt down on the futon just like everyone else.

He looked at the statue of Duke Nuo with a serious expression, closed his eyes slightly, and expressed his heart's wish, then held the ancient stick and shook it gently.

A signed document fell to the ground, and the grandmother of the Miao family who was in charge of responding raised her eyelids and pointed at the compartment.

Xia Jingsheng walked into the dark compartment, and saw an old man in traditional Miao costumes sitting behind the table.

His eyes were tightly closed, Xia Jingsheng sat down in front of him, but he did not open his eyes.

After a while, the old man frowned suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's fierce! It's fierce!"

In an instant, the old man danced and danced as if possessed by something. He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Xia Jingsheng: "It's fierce! It's fierce!"

His voice was hoarse and ugly, like some ancient beast roaring.

Xia Jingsheng's heart shuddered, anyone who heard such an evaluation would feel bad.

He suppressed the discomfort, frowned and said, "How do you say that?"

The old wizard pointed to the top of his head: "Fire, burn to death, burn them all to death."

He spoke intermittently like this, Xia Jingsheng didn't understand why.

Although he was good at calculating, he definitely couldn't figure out his own fate, and he didn't know what the old wizard saw, so he looked so abnormal.

Sun Wenxi was waiting outside, and when he saw Xia Jingsheng coming out, he rushed up to meet him, and said with a smile, "Jingsheng, how are you?"

Xia Jingsheng managed to squeeze out a smile: "It's pretty good."

Sun Wenxi carefully observed his expression, seeing Xia Jingsheng's eyes wandering, he understood.

"Jingsheng, these signatures are not guaranteed." He took Xia Jingsheng's hand and squeezed it hard.

"En." Xia Jingsheng responded, but the old wizard's voice and appearance seemed to be engraved in his mind, popping out from time to time.

At that time, Xia Jingsheng only thought that the old wizard was talking nonsense, so he asked him for his advice on how to decipher it.

But the old wizard didn't mention the rhetoric of "spending money to prevent disasters". He looked at Xia Jingsheng coldly for a while, and then closed them again.

After Xia Jingsheng had a hard time, he realized that the old wizard was either a lunatic or a god-man, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

After the market, the village seemed to be blessed by the gods, and it was quiet for a while.

Sun Wenxi's "desensitization therapy" had achieved initial results, Xia Jingsheng had more contact with Sun Wenxi, and the rejection reaction was much less.

Xia Jingsheng didn't quite get used to Sun Wenxi's occasional kisses and hugs at first, but after a while, he gradually got used to it.

Xia Jingsheng still couldn't recall the memories of his previous life.

Once Sun Wenxi tried to bring him back to the past, Xia Jingsheng's body would automatically activate the defense mechanism.

Gradually, everything in the past became unmentionable and unspeakable.

On this day, Xia Jingsheng came to Sun Wenxi's room and saw the sumptuous food on the table at a glance.

This is also part of Sun Wenxi's "Desensitization Treatment" plan, so that Xia Jingsheng can accept his meals.

He was more familiar with Xia Jingsheng's taste than anyone else, and he put a lot of thought and effort into the dishes, which caused Xia Jingsheng's appetite to be cultivated, and he gradually became unaccustomed to big pot meals.

Therefore, every day, Sun Wenxi would cook in person and open a small stove alone in the house.

When Xia Jingsheng arrived, Sun Wenxi was leaning against the window, staring at the green bamboo outside the window.

On weekdays, in front of Xia Jingsheng, Sun Wenxi always had a happy expression on his face, without any trace of sadness.

Xia Jingsheng had never seen such a lonely side of him.

He coughed lightly, interrupting Sun Wenxi's thoughts.

Sun Wenxi came back to his senses, smiled lightly and said, "Here, I made your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus fermented glutinous rice balls, eat it while it's hot."

The fermented glutinous rice balls have the aroma of wine and the sweetness of osmanthus, which suits Xia Jingsheng's appetite very well.

Xia Jingsheng stirred the sweet soup and asked with a smile, "Is this also my favorite food?"

Sun Wenxi shook his hand: "Didn't it be agreed not to mention the past?"

Sun Wenxi was considerate, he was afraid that Xia Jingsheng would blame himself and Xia Jingsheng would force himself, so he made an agreement with Xia Jingsheng not to mention the past.

But Xia Jingsheng knew that Sun Wenxi couldn't let go.

How can we forget those precious days in the past?

The two were eating in silence when they suddenly heard a commotion outside the door.

I vaguely heard someone say: "The situation is not very good." "Something happened."

It turned out that a young and middle-aged man in the village suffered from angina pectoris when he went to the fields, and everyone hurriedly carried him back.

The doctor in the village hurried over, and after taking the pulse, he announced, "It's a palpitation."

The treatment of heart palpitations is very simple, as long as soaked in water with Panax notoginseng powder, it can be cured.

Everyone listened to the doctor's words, brewed the powder and gave it to the young man.

I thought it would be all right.

Unexpectedly, the time of a stick of incense passed, and the young man showed no signs of improvement, but his complexion became worse and worse.

After several doctors took turns to check the pulse, they got together to discuss and couldn't agree on what to do.

Looking at the young man lying on the bed, Xia Jingsheng's little finger trembled, as if he had sensed something.

He stepped forward and said, "Let me see."

As soon as Xia Jingsheng opened his mouth, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Fan Jin frowned, and tried to step forward to stop him: "It's all right, why are you making trouble!"

Ever since Xia Jingsheng woke up, no one had ever told him that he knew medical skills, but now he actually stood up by himself? !

Fan Jin looked at Xia Jingsheng suspiciously.

A flash of excitement flashed in Sun Wenxi's eyes. Contrary to Fan Jin, he encouraged Xia Jingsheng: "Your medical skills are not inferior to others at all, you might as well give it a try."

Xia Jingsheng tried his best to restrain his trembling fingertips, and he thought so.

The moment he saw the patient, he suddenly had the instinct of a doctor in his heart.Encouraged by Sun Wenxi, Xia Jingsheng plucked up the courage to feel the pulse of the youth.

He had obviously lost his memory, but at the moment of diagnosis, a term came to Xia Jingsheng's mind.

"This is not an ordinary heart palpitation." Xia Jingsheng said, "It is a stasis in the heart. It must be cured by promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the Miao doctors were not very good-looking.

Xia Jingsheng, a junior, opened his mouth to misdiagnose him, which is really rampant.

Xia Jingsheng had already drawn up a prescription in his mind, seeing everyone's attitude, he immediately became unsure.

But Sun Wenxi strongly supported: "Whether Jing Sheng's diagnosis is right or not, you only need to take the medicine to know."

Fan Jin was the first to object: "No, what if there is a problem with the order, this is a matter in the village, when will it be your turn to intervene as a foreigner!"

Xia Jingsheng's face was not very good-looking: "This disease cannot be delayed, if the time for treatment is delayed, there will be endless troubles."

Sun Wenxi was robbed by Fan Jin, but he was not annoyed, and said calmly: "After taking this medicine, if something goes wrong, I will bear the responsibility."

As soon as these words came out, even Xia Jingsheng was stunned.

"You..." Xia Jingsheng held the prescription in his hand and said helplessly, "It really doesn't have to be like this."

"Jing Sheng, I believe in you!" Sun Wenxi said firmly.

"Hmph!" Fan Jin sneered, "You are responsible, how can you be responsible, if you really misdiagnose, will you pay for your life?"

Sun Wenxi held Xia Jingsheng's hand, and said calmly: "If it is really because of me that innocent people die, I will pay for it."

Everyone was shocked by Sun Wenxi's attitude, and couldn't say anything doubtful for a while.

Xia Jingsheng couldn't bear it anymore, he dragged Sun Wenxi to a secluded place, and said at a loss, "Are you crazy? What if I don't cure him... What if I really misdiagnose him... What if..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Sun Wenxi hugged Xia Jingsheng into his arms, "There's nothing wrong with it, you can definitely cure him."

Xia Jingsheng listened to the powerful heartbeat, and asked with heat in his eyes, "Why do you trust me so much?"

"Because I know how good my Jing Sheng's medical skills are." Sun Wenxi persuaded softly.

"If I'm good at medicine, why don't I even look down on my own faults." Xia Jingsheng felt like he was on a pontoon bridge, he stumbled every step he took, looking around, he didn't even have a place to support him.

The appearance of Sun Wenxi is undoubtedly the most solid armrest for him, supporting Xia Jingsheng to recover step by step.

"Who said that my Jing Sheng can't look down on my illness." Sun Wenxi laughed, "Look, don't you remember it a little bit now?"

From eating habits to medical skills, one day, those wonderful fragments of life can be recalled again.

Sun Wenxi whispered in Xia Jingsheng's ear: "I know, Jingsheng has worked very hard."

Sun Wenxi's voice was so gentle and tolerant, Xia Jingsheng couldn't bear it any longer.

With red eyes, he hugged Sun Wenxi tightly.

Everyone was surprised to find that when Xia Jingsheng appeared in front of people again, his whole state was different.

All the hesitation and hesitation just now were gone, replaced by determination and confidence.

While meditating, he revised the prescription again.

Not long after, he put down his pen and said to the clansman beside him, "Get the medicine according to the prescription."

The medicine was ready soon, and the moment the young man took the decoction, Xia Jingsheng subconsciously clenched Sun Wenxi's hand.

His hands were cold and sweaty.

Sun Wenxi shook him back vigorously, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine."