After the ascension failed, I picked up the protagonist's golden finger

Shen Shubai blinked, and looked again, there was no one outside the empty door.

Only the maid stood outside, saw that Shen Shubai's chopsticks had fallen off, took another pair of chopsticks from the food box, and walked in.

Carefully picked up the dirty chopsticks, it looked like he was about to go out again.

Shen Shubai covered his mouth and coughed twice.

"Young master, is your body unwell? Do you need to ask the doctor to come and see?"

The maid looked at Shen Shubai cautiously, Shen Shubai nodded slightly, and said, "If that's the case, then I will trouble the girl."

The maid retreated very politely, went outside the door, seemed to whisper a few words to someone, and then disappeared around the corner.

Shen Shubai also put down his chopsticks very naturally. As for the reason for his self-torture, it wasn't because the system left him a sentence last night.

【Try to follow Xiao Wu】

When he didn't eat yesterday, Xiao Wu looked angry, so although he didn't come in person today, the maid was always outside the door, so Shen Shubai moved his chopsticks again.

Shen Shubai looked up at the roof, thinking of ways to get out, he couldn't stay locked in this room forever.

This time pretending to be sick might be a good opportunity. He thought for a while, stood up, concentrated his spiritual power on his fingertips, and pressed on several acupoints with a blank expression. With his movements, Shen Shubai's complexion was visibly pale Quite a lot.

As expected, it was the place where he suffered the most pain when the injury occurred. Fortunately, he didn't use too much force. Shen Shubai just wanted to pretend to be sick, and didn't want to ruin himself.

After finishing the preparations, he sat on the chair with a blank expression on his face, waiting for the doctor to arrive, but he didn't know that everything about him just now was seen by one person.

That person was Xiao Wu, he was standing not too far away from Shen Shubai at this moment, but he used the disappearing spell, so Shen Shubai didn't notice his existence at all.

Not long after, another maid came in, cleaned up the table, and then backed out. She looked very nervous, as if she didn't do this kind of thing often, she almost broke the plate several times, and Shen Shubai was worried for her. Fearful, she still glanced at Shen Shubai from time to time, but every time Shen Shubai looked back, she hurriedly looked away.

Shen Shubai looked into her eyes, feeling a little familiar, so he unconsciously looked a few more times, but all this fell into Xiao Wu's eyes, so Shen Ci kept staring at the maid.

His expression became colder.

Shen Shubai rubbed his arms, feeling a little cold.

Of course he would not have thought that Xiao Wu was so bored that he came to monitor him again, and even hid himself on purpose.

Not long after, the maid came back with the doctor. The doctor looked thin with white beard and hair, and sat beside the table with a very large suitcase on his shoulders.

"Mr. Zhang, I will trouble you to make this trip."

With apology in her eyes, the maid said this, then stepped back a few steps, and stood obliquely to the left of Mr. Zhang, as if she was at her command.

He took out a pulse pillow from the medicine box and put it on the table. Shen Shubai had also seen Chinese medicine, so he put his hand on it naturally.

Shen Shubai looked at him calmly, but Mr. Zhang didn't look sideways, put his hand on Shen Shubai's wrist, closed his eyes, and began to diagnose without distraction.

After he felt the pulse on both hands, his expression was a little surprised. He said the first sentence in the beginning, and he asked: "Your pulse is very strange."

Shen Shubai was startled, thinking he could see it, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he said, "How do you say that?"

He looked like he was asking for advice humbly. Mr. Zhang stroked his beard and said, "I can't make a diagnosis yet. What's wrong with you?"

Shen Shubai brought out the speech he had prepared a long time ago, he gave a wry smile, and replied: "I'm not in good health, but it's all old problems, so it shouldn't be too much of a hindrance."

He paused, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then looked into Zhang Lao's eyes, and said, "It's probably due to the wind and cold these few days, so I have some coughs."

Zhang Lao lifted Shen Shubai's eyelids, frowned, and pressed several parts of his body. Although Shen Shubai didn't shout out, the thin sweat from his forehead was enough to explain many problems.

"Are those places hurt just now?"

Shen Shubai: "Yes."

Mr. Zhang thought for a while, and then asked: "Your pulse is deep and stringy, it should be due to the cold in your body and the lack of energy and blood."

"Coughing should also be due to blood stasis. I just saw that you looked gloomy. Could it be that you have something to worry about today?"

Shen Shubai: This is really dozing off, someone gave me a pillow.

After Mr. Zhang said that, Shen Shubai thought about it, and replied honestly: "To be honest, I haven't had a chance to go out for a walk these days because I'm not feeling well."

With that said, Shen Shubai looked outside the door, sighed, and said, "And you also know that I have a special status, and I can't even get out of the courtyard."

When he said this, he didn't go on.

How could Mr. Zhang not understand what he meant? He thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a prescription, you can adjust it first."

"As for other matters, I will try my best to help you respond to the Demon Lord."

After finishing writing the prescription, the maid took it, and Mr. Zhang gave Shen Shubai a few earnest instructions before leaving.

In this illusion, Shen Shubai was taken away by Xiao Wu after he failed to cross the heavenly tribulation, so Shen Shubai is not actually lying. Although his spiritual power still exists, he also feels palpitations from time to time, but compared to his body before entering the dream, Still much better.

After the maid also left, Shen Shubai was the only one left in the room. There was still some paper left in the storage bag. Shen Shubai folded a lot of paper today, so he didn't plan to fold any more, but he still took the paper It came out and spread it on the table.

Just before Mr. Zhang left, Shen Shubai asked him to borrow a pen and ink. To be honest, the quality of the paper was very good, so Shen Shubai wanted to see if it could be used for painting or calligraphy.

He is very serious. Although he hasn't started writing for many years, his fundamentals are still there. Although he was not used to it at first, he quickly got used to it. He wrote very seriously, and he quickly wrote a large article.

After finishing writing, looking at his work, Shen Shubai nodded with some satisfaction, but was startled by the sound of breathing behind him.

It was Xiao Wu.

He didn't know when he came, and he didn't know how long he stood behind him. Thinking of the content on the paper, Shen Shubai immediately went to cover the paper, but Xiao Wu was one step ahead of him, taking the paper away first.

I thought he was going to be angry, but unexpectedly, Xiao Wu actually laughed, his voice was hoarse, and he leaned into Shen Shubai's ear and said: "Master, I never thought you would have such a habit?"

Shen Shubai: ...

His expression was unstable, he just reached out to grab the paper, and said, "I never imagined that this disciple also has such a hobby of peeking at other people's writing."

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