The favorite of the royal group: the money-loving little ancestor soared to the top by selling talis

Chapter 12 Chapter 012: Letting Poisoned Blood
He didn't ask the miracle doctor to check Shen Zhiyu's pulse, but also asked about the changes after getting sick, his diet, etc.

Then Taoist Master He also felt Shen Zhiyu's pulse, and then touched the bones of his body a few times.

The two studied the condition together and exchanged their thoughts.

After about half an hour, they expressed their opinions.

"The Third Young Master's Dantian and several major acupuncture points have been sealed, and many of his veins have been blocked, which will cause him to lose his divine power and internal martial arts power."

"Third Young Master eats a lot of food every day. It is all greasy and greasy. It is not good for your health. Your body will naturally become more obese. The toxins that cannot be excreted will accumulate more and more, which will secrete a bad smell."

"To be honest, if General Shen had been three months late and asked us to treat Third Young Master, we wouldn't have been able to save him."

"Ugh……"

"Taoist Master He, instead of asking for a miracle doctor, please help my son!" Shen Hong was so anxious that he knelt down and kowtowed.

"General Shen, don't worry, wait until Buqiu and I discuss the treatment method." He Daozi looked solemn, thinking a little.

After Shen Zhiyu said goodbye, he returned to his private room to rest. He was out of breath and in great pain even after taking a few more steps.

During those few days of running and doing exercises, he almost fell to the ground.

I don’t know if Master Asuka Tsuru Michiko and Fuqiu’s miracle doctor can cure his disease. If not...

He only has three to five years left to live.

The next morning

Shen Zhiyu woke up early, drank only a glass of warm water, and did not dare to eat breakfast. This was specially ordered by He Daozi.

He took a shower and changed into a set of clean clothes, which alleviated the stench a little.

After a while, he was called to the lobby by Shen Hong.

"Third Young Master, don't be afraid. Buqiu and I have already discussed it, and there won't be any mistakes." He Daozi saw Shen Zhiyu's strange behavior and couldn't help but comforted him.

Shen Zhiyu nodded and followed everyone to a side room. He was supported by two boys and lay on a big bed.

Taoist He took out a box of silver needles and several talismans from the wooden box.

He took out a silver needle that was as long as his arm and placed it on the candle to heat it for a few times.

When Shen Zhiyu saw such a long silver needle, she felt a little scared.

Even though he is so big, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, handling knives and swords. He is often injured and bleeds, but what he fears most is needle sticks.

"Third Young Master, close your eyes." He Daozi caught a glimpse of Shen Zhiyu's scared expression and couldn't help laughing.

Shen Hong stood opposite and comforted: "Brother Yu, don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, Third Young Master, I will give you some Mafei Powder." The doctor, who did not ask for help, took out a few packets of medicinal powder and a box of silver needles from his medicine box, and poured water into a small bowl to mix the Mafei Powder.

After Shen Zhiyu drank it, he lost consciousness after just a few breaths. Half asleep and half awake, he watched He Daozi touch his bones, looking for veins.

From the first silver needle pricking to the eleventh needle pricking, it took a full stick of incense.

After finishing his work, He Daozi burned a few more talisman papers, grabbed a handful of paper ashes and put them into the tea cup.

"General Shen, give this glass of talisman water to the third young master to drink."

"Okay." Shen Hong took the tea cup without a trace of hesitation, and with the help of two boys, he fed Shen Zhiyu the talisman water and finished it.

When Taoist He saw that the time had come, he pulled out the eleven silver needles. After packing his things, he sat on a chair to rest.

If you look carefully, you can see the thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Next, it was the turn of the miracle doctor to prick Shen Zhiyu with silver needles on all ten fingers. After a while, he took out ten silver needles, and drops of black blood flowed out of his fingers.

Shen Hong was surprised.

"From now on, with a silver needle inserted every seven days, combined with a healthy diet and exercise, and a decoction to cleanse toxins every day, the Third Young Master will definitely be back to health within five years.

As for longevity, as long as the Third Young Master strengthens his body and takes nourishing medicine, he can still live until he is about fifty years old. "Don't ask for the miracle doctor to look serious.

Toxins accumulate in one year and take about five to ten years to remove.

The main reason is that the third young master has eaten too much greasy food this year, and all of it was fried and fried, which has caused great damage to the liver, spleen and stomach.

Shen Hong nodded and watched Taoist Master He and Buqiu Divine Doctor go back to the wing to rest.

And he returned to the guest room and sat beside the bed guarding Shen Zhiyu.

After the poisonous blood was drained, he personally applied medicated powder to his son's wounds.

After a stick of incense, Shen Zhiyu woke up leisurely, as if Zheng was ignorant from another life.

During the hour he slept, he seemed to have had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was not saved by He Daozi and the miracle doctor Buqiu. His sister unfortunately died on the day she was born. Her mother was so sad that she recorded Shen Qingqing in the name of the eldest family and took good care of her.

The next year, the eldest brother, who had been paralyzed for six years, committed suicide. The soon-to-be sister-in-law, Xu Wanrou, crashed into the coffin and died on the first seven days of the eldest brother's life. The two were buried in the same acupuncture point.

In less than two years, Shen Qingqin used so-called evidence to report that Shen Hong and the Cheng family were collaborating with the enemy and treason. The emperor ordered the Cheng family to confiscate their homes.

One hundred and twenty one members of the Cheng family were beheaded.

In order to take revenge on their eldest brother, Shen Qingqiu and Shen Shaosheng, the eldest brother was dug up and whipped to death, while the second brother starved to death.

This nightmare frightened Shen Zhiyu into a cold sweat, his skin turned red, and he vaguely felt the pain of being burned by a raging fire.

"Dad, I want to take a bath. I smell bad."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare hot water. How do you feel now?" Shen Hong's eyes lit up.

Shen Zhiyu hesitated for a while, feeling the changes in his body, and then responded: "My whole body is much more relaxed, and even my breathing is lighter."

"That's good..." Shen Hong was a little disappointed and could only console himself not to be anxious and not to put pressure on his son.

Half an hour later...

It took almost half an hour for Shen Zhiyu to finish bathing. The two boys kept scrubbing his body and changed the hot water three times. God knows how dirty his bath water was.

After he got up and put on his clothes, he found that his body was much lighter, and even the odor on his body seemed to be lighter.

He was so happy that he sang the songs that his fourth brother had taught him.

For lunch, I had a few fruits, vegetables and chicken breast. There was almost no oil and the cooking method was just boiling.

Although it was a bit unpalatable, he didn't dislike it.

Before going to bed at night, he drank a large bowl of decoction, which was prescribed by a miracle doctor to cleanse toxins.

After dinner on the third night, Shen Zhiyu came to Shen Hong and told him about the nightmare he had yesterday.

"This, this, this..." Shen Hong was so shocked that his tongue was tied and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

He couldn't accept that his whole family had ended so badly.

"Dad, there is one more thing I want to tell you." Shen Zhiyu said in a deep voice.

"I can hear my sister's voice. It was my sister who told me that my obesity was a murder plot by my second wife. My fate was like a nightmare and I was burned at the stake."

"What? You can hear it too?" Shen Hong was shocked again.

Shen Zhiyu reacted immediately and asked: "Dad, can you hear it too? We can all hear it, what about her? The fourth and fifth brothers?"

"I'll go back tomorrow." Shen Hong's eyes glowed and he stood up suddenly.

He wants to find out what his daughter is saying. What if the whole family can hear it?
Would not it be……

(End of this chapter)