Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

Before Yu Rong had time to go to Li Ren Zhai, looking for the posts and scrolls sent by Du Xi that he had forgotten, the guy he had just talked about came back at this time.

Just in time, the line of sight drifted across the bald flower tree inadvertently.

Immediately, the Famous Flower Conference was thrown out of the sky.

Yu Rong first greeted the man with a smile, and then asked: "I don't know something, can I ask brother for advice."

Nie Xinzhi didn't know why, but said "um" without hesitation.

Yu Rong pointed to the clump of crape myrtle flowers: "Brother, do you know what's going on with these flower trees? The flowers are blooming brightly, but I don't know which thief is so vicious and broke all the branches!"

Nie Xinzhi was silent, and asked after a while, "Aren't the flowers pretty?"

Yu Rong smiled: "I think the flowers on the branches are more beautiful."

One must know that the newly planted flowers and plants in the palace are all carefully selected.

Even though the crape myrtle flower does not look so precious and rare, its variety has been selected and can be called one of the best in a hundred.

Being plucked into such a pitted virtue... I haven't seen those flower masters who are so painful that they dare not speak out!

Nie Xinzhi was silent when he heard the words. After a long while, he suddenly said: "The Huiri Famous Flower Conference, there are too many novelties at the conference, Rong'er, would you like to take a look?"

This topic shifted, Intuit blunt.

Yu Rong glanced at him, and did not continue to "seek responsibility".

Presumably the elder brother already understood what he meant, so stop sending flowers at this point?

"I was just going to talk to my brother," he took up the conversation cooperatively, "I want to go to the rally the day after tomorrow, do you want to go together, brother?"

Nie Xinzhi nodded, "It's disrespectful."

Yu Rong raised the corner of his mouth, and said "ah" softly: "By the way, brother, do you know where I put the post and painting sent by Du Baihe?"

"Li Ren Zhai."

"really……"

Yu Rong raised his foot and walked towards Li Renzhai.

Nie Xinzhi followed immediately.

"Brother, are you okay today?"

"Hugh Mu."

Yu Rong said with a smile: "You, commander of the Rebel Guard, don't you usually need to touch your head? Don't you just do it all according to your own will?"

Nie Xinzhi did not deny it.

Yu Rong was talking on his head, and didn't care whether the man responded or not—the two of them get along, one is often talking and the other is listening—he didn't continue talking about Xiu Mu, but changed the subject and said: "You If I had come back half an hour earlier, I would have bumped into the official's house."

Looking at the man, he said jokingly: "I heard that you went to the palace to cry with him?"

Nie Xinzhi finally stopped maintaining the "silence is golden" style, and said in a low voice: "Let's talk nonsense."

Yu Rong suppressed a smile: "Be careful that the officials call you disrespectful."

After hearing this, Nie Xinzhi fell silent again.

Yu Rong didn't go on to say, after all, the official family is the emperor, and it's better to have less discussion if there is nothing to do.

Gossiping and chatting, he entered Liren Zhai without knowing it.

Found the posts and scrolls.

It was not far from what Yu Rong had guessed.

Du Xi wrote on the post that he represented the judges of the Famous Flower Conference and hoped that he would run for a flower name... The post is an "invitation letter" for registration.

The words are sincere and the attitude is sincere.

However, Yu Rong was unmoved, he didn't want people to stop calling him Yu Rong one day, call him Peony and Shaoyao, he would be so deadly!

However, Du Xi's heart is good, and it is necessary to reply, and he has to say something nice when he refuses to use words.

Putting down the post, Yu Rong cast his eyes on the painting scroll.

It's kind of curious.

Slowly unfolding the picture scroll, with thick ink and heavy colors, the eyes are Tao Yao and Li Yan.

The young man in brocade clothes appeared vividly on the paper, twisting the white jade wine glass lightly in his hand, lying in the shade of the flowers, his face slightly drunk, half drunk, the corners of his mouth lightly raised, half smiling, his chin slightly raised, his eyes blurred, looking up at the sky.

Yu Rong was silent.

Looking at the facial features of the person in this painting, it seems to be... himself?

However, this slutty and coquettish attitude, at first glance, looks like a bad boy, and he is at least a thousand miles away from him, right?

The painting style is so colorful, it really looks like the son of some Nanfeng Pavilion.

Nie Xinzhi suddenly said, "It's not like that."

Yu Rong agreed: "It's really not like that, how can I be so..."

She has a demonic air, like a male vixen.

Shaking his head, he changed the topic: "Baihelang's painter is really good."

Yu Rong carefully looked at the person in the painting who was "unlike" himself.

Leaving aside other factors, he felt that if he really used this painting to compete for the flower name list, he might really get a good ranking.

It's not narcissism, the him in this painting, compared to himself, is like a modern person taking pictures, with various beautifications, so beautiful that his parents don't recognize him.

However, Nie Xinzhi seldom uttered rebuttal words: "Scribbling scribbles, you look abrupt."

Yu Rong was a little sweaty, and retorted: "It doesn't seem that bad?"

Although he insists that the person in the painting is not himself.

Nie Xinzhi remained silent.

Yu Rong raised the corner of his mouth.

I didn't intend to argue with him about why. My brother was probably not happy that someone else painted him.

To be honest, he also felt that it was inappropriate for Du Xi to draw himself without telling him in advance.

I just hope that when he writes back, expressing that he is not interested in the Famous Flower Conference, the other party will stop making claims... After all, the meeting in Xiaoxiang Academy, I feel that he should be quite acquainted.

Thinking about it, Yu Rong rolled up the scroll again, found the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the spot, thought about the words for a while, and swiped the pen to write a reply.

After finishing writing, hand it over to the steward, send someone to Wei Guofu, and let it go.

Taking advantage of his elder brother's seldom taking a rest, Yu Rong dragged others to continue learning "playing cotton" all afternoon.

Suddenly, it came to a dark day.

Early in the morning, Yu Rong was very excited and took Nie Xinzhi to watch the Famous Flower Conference.

I felt a little regretful when I went out. The sun was shining brightly and the heat was unbearable. The temperature was the hottest day so far this year.

When they arrived at the rally, they could not wait to turn around and go home immediately.

people!All people!

The sky is hot, and the temperature in the air is getting higher and higher.

A slight breeze was blocked by the crowd, and the heat was fumigated, making people feel like they were in a cage.

If it wasn't for accidentally looking at something, Yu Rong would have pulled his brother around and ran away without saying a word.

After struggling through the crowd, I finally came to a booth.

Yu Rong stared in amazement at the...flowers whose flowers and leaves were almost the same color?

The young doctor thought he knew a lot about plants, but he was not sure about the species of the flower in front of him for a while, so he had to ask a well-known man for help: "Brother, what is this?"

Nie Xinzhi lived up to expectations and gave the answer: "Rosa rose."

Yu Rong glanced at the man, brother, did he think he didn't know roses, not to mention the blue and green flowers, the double-petaled flowers that look like peonies... Eh?

He suddenly remembered a certain kind of rose, and his tone was slightly surprised: "But it's also called Lue?"

Nie Xinzhi nodded.

Yu Rong suddenly realized that Lue's words could indeed call the rose.

but……

Does the green calyx actually look like this?

He had heard of Lue in modern times, and had seen a few photos, but the gap with what he saw was too great.

Of course, species have multiplied from ancient times to modern times, during which there will be many changes and mutations, and there is nothing surprising about the strangeness in form.

Not wanting to get entangled in the issue of species, Yu Rong was a little excited: "Brother, let's buy it?"

Although I don't know the difference between the green calyx and the ordinary rose in terms of medicinal use, I just bought it because I think the green leaves and green flowers are really beautiful.

There are countless red, purple, white and yellow flowers in the palace, only green ones are rare, so I bought this pot back to add some bright colors to the garden.

Nie Xinzhi agreed without hesitation: "Okay."

There is a certain lord who is so inhumane, and there is no bargaining procedure, no matter how much the flower seller asks, just buy it directly.

Yu Rong was full of joy.

Just as he was about to reach out to hug the pottery flower pot, Nie Xinzhi stopped him in time: "I'll come."

Shaking his head, Yu Rong replied with a smile: "Don't bother brother."

The only shortcoming of this green calyx is that the flowers are small, otherwise, even if the seller's price is [-]% higher, I'm afraid they won't be able to make a move, and they will be snatched up by those arty and big-spending young masters.

The flowers are not big, and even pots with soil weigh at most twenty or thirty catties.

"This green calyx..."

"what--"

"Dead, dead!"

Before Yu Rong could finish his sentence, he was distracted by the commotion half a street away.

The "dead man" was like a switch, making him forget about the flowers and grass in an instant, straightened up and looked sideways.

"Go if you want." Nie Xinzhi's voice sounded in time, "If the person just fainted, hurry up and maybe save him."

Yu Rong smiled at the man, nodded with an "um", and walked away.

——Don’t worry about the flowers you bought, there are a few guards with you, scattered in the surrounding crowd.

It was almost twenty feet away from the place where the accident happened.

There was too much commotion, and people with troubles flocked in the same direction.

As a result, the short distance of tens of meters was extremely difficult.

"What's the matter?"

Nie Xinzhi summoned the guard who was walking in front to question him.

The guard said: "It was a flower farmer who suddenly fell down. His life and death are unknown, and the reason is unknown."

Nie Xinzhi heard the sound and then ordered: "Order the guards guarding the meeting to clear the flow of people."

The guards were ordered to do so, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Yu Rong frowned inadvertently, and opened his mouth to say that the organization and management of this famous flower conference was too poor, but suddenly thought that the key point was that the flow of people was too large, and the guards were inevitably unable to catch up.

He silently closed his mouth.

Anyway, these messy things have nothing to do with him.

Save people first.

...if people are still saved.

Or, with so many people participating in the rally, it is impossible to say that some people who are medically versed took first aid measures early?

The facts obviously did not go as Yu Rong hoped.

Many people surrounded the fallen flower farmer, but they looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one really offered a helping hand.

Yu Rong couldn't help sighing, then raised his voice: "Please step aside a little bit, I'm a doctor."

I can't figure out what's so interesting about this excitement.

"It's useless, little doctor," a middle-aged man poured cold water on him while watching the excitement, "someone touched his nose and he lost his breath."

Yu Rong was noncommittal about this, the reason why the common saying goes "die is over" is because sometimes, a comatose person has no breath.

If this is the case, it does not mean that it is completely hopeless.

"Doctor," another person spoke at this time. It was the owner of the stall next door, and he was quite familiar with the deceased. "Old man Hong has a heart disease."

After Yu Rong listened, he thanked him casually, but whether the other party was right or not, he still had to make his own judgment and diagnosis.

Time is urgent.

After a preliminary judgment, the flower farmer who was called Mr. Hong should really have a heart attack, that is, a heart attack.

The previous man who said that he was out of breath was not lying. When he touched Old Man Hong's carotid artery, his pulse had almost stopped.

Yu Rong immediately used first aid measures.

Directly loosen the patient's clothes, first use the method of tapping, make a fist and tap the heart with moderate strength to stimulate the heart and try to restore the pulse.

Also lucky.

Yu Rongyuan was still thinking, if it doesn't work, he will decisively use cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

While doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, it is necessary to perform artificial respiration... It may be shocking, not to mention the possibility of detonating the vinegar jar.

Seeing that old man Hong's pulse recovered, even though it was still very weak, it was not as thrilling as before.

Yu Rong then pressed the acupoints on the patient.

In the summer, the flower growers wear bunts, with more than half of their arms exposed, saving a step of pulling up their sleeves.

Press the Daling acupoint on the left wrist with the thumb, which is the main acupoint for the heart, and it is mainly used to treat heartache and shortness of breath;

Go up along the arm, and then take Neiguan, which belongs to the pericardium meridian like Daling point, and also targets heart disease, and has the effect of regulating qi and relieving pain;

Just continue, advancing towards the Quze point.

Through intermittence, it dissipates qi, and Qiemen acupoint has the ability to activate blood circulation, and cooperates with Neiguan to treat acute ischemic myocardial injury...

Quze at the end is not only suitable for heart disease, but also has the effect of relieving heatstroke.

——Old man Hong was also caused by heatstroke and had a sudden heart attack.

Along the line between Daling and Quze, Yu Rong pushed upwards several times in order to "open the chest and smooth the Qi";

Then push it in the opposite direction several times, pass Daling Cave, go straight to Laogong, and stop at Zhongchong.

Zhongchong, located in the center of the tip of the middle finger, is often used for emergency first aid, mainly for heart disease, and fainting caused by heat stroke and stroke.

Push repeatedly.

Its effect is comparable to that of cardiopulmonary resuscitation plus artificial respiration. It realizes the transmission and circulation of Qi and blood through the pericardium meridian, and restores the heartbeat to a normal state.

Yu Rong unconsciously held his breath until he felt uncomfortable in his chest, and began to "protest", he let out a long breath, then held his breath again, and did the same movement with the patient's right arm.

The weather was extremely hot, and the symptoms of the comatose people had not been effectively relieved.

Yu Rong couldn't help tensing his nerves, after all, if he didn't succeed in the rescue this time, the old man in front of him might just be...

Even in modern times, if you encounter such a thing, you can only give first aid while waiting for an ambulance.

The onlookers came and went, some scattered, people were quite curious when they saw Yu Rong's actions.

Fortunately, Nie Xinzhi, who had a strong aura, was sitting in the audience, and everyone stood far away by coincidence, so the booth was not completely surrounded.

They didn't dare to show their spirits, so they could only whisper and whisper.

Suddenly, the unconscious old man hummed uncomfortably.

Not much sound.

However, those with sharp eyes saw the slight movement of the "dead" person's body.

Then there was a strange dead silence.

Waiting until Yu Rong withdrew his hand, with the cover of his sleeve, he found the necessary medicine from the storage compartment——

Niuhuang Jiedu Pill harmonizes Yingwei, soothes the nerves and clears the heart, and to a certain extent can improve the tension of the myocardial segment after myocardial ischemia... It is still suitable for Mr. Hong's illness.

When the patient finally regained his strength and slowly woke up, there was a sudden noise.

People chattered in amazement, the person they thought was doomed was actually brought back to life!

It's just—

"Little genius doctor, help me too, my stomach has been bloated since half a month ago..."

The first one started, and immediately someone shouted: "Little genius doctor," don't give others a chance to grab the conversation, and said in a hurry, "My old lady also has a heart disease, why don't you let someone do it to the end?" Have you watched it together?"

Immediately there were third and fourth people booing and shouting "little magic doctor" to cure this pain and that disease.

Yu Rong: "..."

My mind is still calculating the condition of old man Hong, how did this whirlwind happen?

Confused.

In addition, where is the problem? Whenever a stranger calls him for the first time, why is there always a word "small" before various names?

He is obviously very big already!

"Get out of the way, let everyone have face, ask a genius doctor to see a doctor?"

The speaker looked like a man of nouveau riche, so fat that his height and width seemed to be almost the same. Surrounded by a few servants, he moved away from the left and right crowd, trying to get in front of Yu Rong, but was blocked by the guards of the palace who appeared a step earlier on the way.

The nouveau riche glared, and when he saw the pristine face of the guard, his arrogance weakened a little, so he raised his neck and raised his voice loudly: "Little genius doctor, I am from the Xie family in Yanhaixi, and I want to offer a hundred gold, please come to the door How about being a guest?"

Ignoring the chaotic crowd, Yu Rong, who was reviewing for old man Hong, couldn't help being startled when he heard this.

Xie Yanhai?

Could it be that it has some connection with Mr. Xie, whom he hasn't seen for a long time?

My heart moved slightly.

After giving the medicine to Old Man Hong to take, Yu Rong stood up straight and passed Nie Xinzhi, just about to talk to the nouveau riche, when suddenly his eyes blurred.

Nie Xinzhi's voice sounded at the same time: "Rong'er be careful."

Yu Rong, who was hugged by a man and protected tightly, didn't realize what was going on for a while——

In the ear, there were bursts of chaos in the next moment.

Someone was screaming, probably scared.

Some people were wailing, as if they were in great pain.

Everything happened very fast.

Yu Rong stabilized his mind, he was at a loss, his whole body was pressed into Nie Xin's arms, and he couldn't break free with all his strength, so he couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

Nie Xinzhi didn't reply in time.

Yu Rong's ears were extremely sharp, and he heard a muffled snort.

My heart tightened, and my expression changed slightly.