Chapter 1493 Xiao Li Is a Little Doctor and Hates People Who Are Ill and Cannot Be Treated.
The so-called good spirit does not work, and the bad spirit does not work.
The carriage leaving the palace had to go to Zhengyang Gate first, and then drive all the way from Zhengyang Gate into the main street of the capital. But before it reached Zhengyang Gate, the wheel suddenly broke.
The coachman was a young eunuch beside the emperor. Cars outside the palace could not enter the palace. The Yunfu carriage Ji Nanzheng was riding in could only park outside Zhengyang Gate.
The young eunuch was young and had little experience. When he saw that the car was broken down and it was still a long way from Zhengyangmen, he was sweating profusely and got out of the car to check.
Ji Nanzheng thought about changing the wheel, and no one could sit in the car, so he took Xiao Li out of the car and waited.
The little eunuch squatted down and saw clearly, but he had no tools in his hands and could not repair it if he wanted to. He looked like he was about to cry.
Ji Nanzheng didn't want to embarrass the child, so he said: "This is not far from the palace gate, just send it here."
But the young eunuch refused: "Master Taifu is already old. How can I allow you to walk on foot? Please wait a moment. I will go find a car now..."
Just as he was talking, there was the sound of wheels rolling in the distance. The little eunuch's eyes shone. He looked carefully and patted his thigh: "It's the National Elephant Supervisor's car. I'll report it later, sir."
National Elephant Supervisor, National Preceptor?
Ji Nanzheng frowned slightly and wanted to call the little eunuch to stop him, but the little eunuch walked quickly and ran away in the blink of an eye.
Ji Nanzheng's expression was very bad.
After a while, the little eunuch ran back again, and the carriage followed behind.
The little eunuch panted and said: "Master Taifu, the Imperial Master is in the car. I have said that our car has broken down, and the Imperial Master is willing to give you a lift."
Ji Nanzheng pursed his lips and raised his eyes to look at the slowly approaching red-roofed carriage. When he arrived in front of them, the curtains were opened. Inside, a man with white beard and white hair but with youthful appearance spoke with a slightly elegant voice. He opened his mouth and said: "I don't know when Taifu will return to Beijing. Since we are destined, please get in the car and have a rest."
The other party spoke, and no matter how displeased Ji Nanzheng was, he couldn't say goodbye right there. He paused for a moment, thinking that Zhengyang Gate was coming soon, and he didn't care about this moment, so he remained silent and led Xiao Li into the car.
The decoration of the car is simple, and the small table in the middle is burning incense. Buddhists like to use sandalwood, and Taoists like to use fragrant incense.
Ji Nanzheng saw the fly whisk hanging on the wall of the carriage again, and thought that the Imperial Master was not only involved in Qingfeng Zhenyu Renzhu. When he was young, he had also done something treacherous and betrayed the Master, not to mention that he had nothing to do with it. Intention to talk.
The Imperial Master also remained silent, probably because he is a Taoist who is so pure, and he looked extraordinarily detached.
It was Xiao Li who was the first to break the silence.
The little guy kept looking at the Imperial Master, first looking at his facial features, then at his hair, and finally his eyes settled on his eyebrows, and then he muttered: "Is it dyed?"
After he blurted it out, he realized that he had made a sound. He hurriedly covered his mouth and leaned closer to his great grandfather.
The Imperial Master was an adult after all, so he didn't care about the little boy. He just smiled slightly and asked the Taifu: "Who is this young master?"
Ji Nanzheng said with a straight face: "My baby." Then he added: "Children's words are unbridled."
The Imperial Master shook his head, lowered his eyebrows, picked up the tea at hand, and took a sip. Putting down the tea cup, he saw the little doll still staring at his face, and said a rare sentence: "Prying into the secrets of the world has to pay a price, and this is the price." As he said this, he stroked his snow-white hair, Although there was regret in his tone, his expression showed a bit of arrogance, and he was in tune with the sky.
He has his own theory of heaven. He has used too many magical powers to end up like this. However, the ability of mortals to communicate with heaven is already a kind of transcendence beyond the law.
When Xiao Li heard that it was not an infection, he couldn't help but said: "If it's not an infection, then it's a disease."
The Imperial Master paused and looked at the child. Xiao Li said: "Grey hair syndrome is a disease of premature senile gene failure. There are two types of gray hair syndrome, one is congenital and the other is acquired. Since you said it is caused by spying on the secrets, then that is It didn't happen before, but it does happen later. It is acquired. The likely factors that cause it are mental factors, nutritional factors, thyroid secretion disorders and other factors. Either you have been suffering from insomnia and depression all year round, are highly nervous, and are overworked, resulting in excessive hormone levels in the body. , making black hair white, that means you are suffering from other skin diseases, organ diseases, pernicious anemia, autonomic nerve disorders, etc., I think first
You are still young, so if you are sick, you still need to be treated early. Hiding the disease and avoiding treatment is not a long-term solution. "
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Ji Nanzheng pulled at the corner of his great-grandson's clothes and said, "Don't talk to people you don't recognize." In fact, he also thought that the imperial master was ill. A good young man suddenly grew white hair. It was not an illness. He was possessed, but he was still complacent and didn't know what he was thinking. Xiao Li is a young doctor and hates to see people who are ill and cannot be cured. After thinking about it, he took out a square business card from his small bag that his mother had taught him to cut when she was in Qujiang Mansion, and handed it over: "Mr. For treatment, you can come to Yun's Medical Center in Beijing to see me. However, I don't have any orders at the medical center, but I can consult for you. Of course, consultations also require payment. I am fifty taels an hour. Don't think it's too expensive. You are so vain. The disease is a difficult and complicated disease. Doctors in big medical centers may not be able to treat you well. You should consider it yourself. It is best to discuss it with your relatives at home. After all, fifty taels an hour is not a small amount of money.
money. "
The Imperial Master held the square piece of paper blankly, his expression dull and somewhat stiff.
At this time Zhengyangmen also arrived, and the little eunuch outside the car called out, Ji Nanzheng didn't like the Imperial Master, so he quickly got out of the car with Xiao Li.
The Imperial Master in the car did not move. He stared at the small piece of paper with a gloomy expression.
After getting on the Yun family's carriage, Ji Nanzheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Imperial Master was not chasing him, and said to Xiao Li: "That man is not a good person. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with us. If he really comes to the hospital to see you, Don’t see him.”
Xiao Li didn't know why: "Why? It's very uncomfortable to be ill and not be cured."
Ji Nanzheng said with a sullen face: "He is a very evil person. I haven't seen anything today. He concealed it well. You are young and have been in contact with him a lot. Grandpa is afraid that he will harm you."
Xiao Li muttered: "It's not like a story about ghosts and monsters. There's no such thing as doing something harmful to others..."
Ji Nanzheng knocked on his great-grandson's forehead: "Anyway, remember, you are not allowed to see him again."
Xiao Li rubbed his head and agreed. Grandpa was worried about him so he worried about him. He must listen to his elders.
Just thinking about it, I feel a little sad: "Although the gray hair disease is not a terminal disease, he has not been treated, and he does not know what the cause of the disease is. If it is caused by organ failure, if it is not treated, he may not live long."
Ji Nanzheng snorted: "Whatever, he is causing trouble to the world. If he really gets seriously ill, it will be God's retribution for him." Xiao Li could only nod, but still planned to talk to her mother after returning home. See what mother means.