Guo Xingjian closed his eyes and sighed. He was really angry at others just now. The stabbing that day did not hurt his muscles and bones. What happened to his right hand?
"Sir, there is someone outside the door..."
Guo Xingjian frowned: "No!" Since the first person came, several more people came in succession, all coming to invite him to participate in the martial arts conference, which was very annoying.
"But the man said his surname was Fan..." The servant was outside the door, and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Your surname is Fan? I don't remember knowing anyone named Fan in the world. Guo Xingjian jumped up, stood up, walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and said to the servant: "Please come in quickly, Master Fan!" He reported the unusual events in the county twice, and now His Majesty the Emperor finally sent someone to come.
"I am plagued by a stubborn illness and cannot see the sun. I cannot greet him in person. Please forgive me, Mr. Fan." Guo Xingjian bowed to the man in black robes in front of him.
Fan Shihao walked straight to the front of the hall and sat down: "What kind of adult is this? You and I have the same status, so there is no need to be like this."
Speaking of which, Fan Shihao's official position is not high. He is one rank lower than all the civil and military officials in the imperial court. He has the same official rank as the lords of various counties and cities and the prefects of various states.
Guo Xingjian sat opposite him and smiled ashamedly: "Master Fan is deeply trusted by His Majesty the Emperor. You are responsible for all important matters. How can I be compared to you, Master Fan?"
"His Majesty the Emperor sent you here, but are you going to find out about the strange thing?" Guo Xingjian asked again when he noticed that Fan Shihao was looking at him intently, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Fan Shihao moved his eyes away from Guo Xingjian's right arm: "That's true. Can you tell me the strange thing in detail?"
"Actually, I don't know much. I only know that in the cities under my jurisdiction, there have been cases of disappearances recently, and there are more disabled children begging for food. No matter what the investigation is, nothing key can be found. Clues." Guo Xingjian frowned involuntarily when he talked about these cases.
Fan Shihao nodded and asked, "Are there any abnormalities besides this?"
"No." Guo Xingjian confirmed after thinking for a moment.
It seems that he was completely unaware that he had submitted two completely opposite memorials within one day of each other.
Seeing Guo Xingjian's serious expression, Fan Shihao stopped asking any questions, drank a cup of tea, and stood up to leave.
Guo Xingjian also stood up: "Master Fan, are you going to investigate this matter? Are you alone? Do you need me to send a few people with high skills to assist you and protect your safety?"
In Guo Xingjian's impression, Fan Shihao was a civil servant. If he was the only one to go, it would be bad if something happened.
"No, I asked around on the way here, and now I plan to return to the imperial city to resume my life." Fan Shihao left quickly after saying that. He didn't want Guo Xingjian to send some people to follow him.
Guo Xingjian understood. Looking at Fan Shihao's leaving figure, he was filled with admiration. Fan Shihao was so efficient in doing things, no wonder he was highly valued by His Majesty the Emperor.
God-Eating Insect! How could Guo Xingjian be infected with this thing?
The God-Eating Worm is a kind of Gu insect that parasitizes in the human body. In its juvenile stage, it lurks in the host's body without any discomfort or signs. When it matures, part of its main stems will enter the host's brain along the meridians, while the rest of the stems will continue to stay where it entered, causing the tendons and meridians to be blocked. When awakened, it will have the effect of making the host unconscious.
But the God-Eating Insect needs to suck Qi to grow and survive. So how did Guo Xingjian grow up since there was no Qi in his body?
Some people are unsettled again! Fan Shihao turned a corner and disappeared without a trace.
"Sir." Someone outside the door called.
"Come in." Guo Xingjian was opening his eyes. Today it was time to treat his right hand again.
Five years ago, it had been a week since I injured my right arm.
"Bore!"
what happened? Guo Xingjian was practicing swordplay in the courtyard when he suddenly felt a numbness in his right arm. His right hand lost all strength and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Guo Xingjian tried hard and clenched his fist, but found that it was not serious. Guo Xingjian is still wondering, is it because he has been tired recently? It seems that I still need to relax properly.
Picking up the long sword, Guo Xingjian returned to the house, poured a cup of tea, and sat looking at the pear blossoms in the courtyard.
A few days later.
"Ta!" The chopsticks fell.
"Sir, I'm going to ask someone to change some dishes." The servant on the side thought that Guo Xingjian was dissatisfied with today's meal, so he hurriedly said that he was going to bring the dishes.
Guo Xingjian stood up in a hurry to stop him: "No, no, I was distracted just now by thinking about something. This dish is delicious, not bad!" Guo Xingjian picked up his chopsticks and took several bites of the dish quickly.
After a while, Guo Xingjian gulped down his meal, returned to the study, continued to look at the papers on the desk, reached out to pick up the brush, and felt powerless again, and there was an ink stain on the papers.
How many times has this happened in a few days? Guo Xingjian shook his head. He couldn't remember clearly. At first he thought it was because he was tired, but after resting for a few days, it was still the same. It even changed from once every few days to once every few hours.
Guo Xingjian walked out of the study room and called the doctor. The doctor checked Guo Xingjian's whole body and found nothing suspicious: "Sir, my medical skills are not good. I haven't seen what kind of disease you have, and I haven't even heard of the symptoms." Similar diseases. You can spread the news and find more famous doctors."
Made by Guo Xingjian.
The sixth doctor who came still shook his head: "I have a teacher who has been studying medicine for thirty or forty years. Maybe he will know something."
"Then where is your master? I'll pay him a visit right now." Guo Xingjian said, feeling that his strange illness shouldn't be delayed for long.
"There's no need for you to go in person, I'll go and invite the old man here." The doctor withdrew.
After a few hours, the doctor came in with an old man in his sixties. Guo Xingjian hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Lord City Lord, you don't have to be like this. The people of Chiyang County are happy under your governance. It's my honor to treat you." The old man in his sixties saw Guo Xingjian approaching him and walked up quickly.
The sixty-year-old man took off the hand that took the pulse, closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and shook his head: "I can't help you, Lord City Lord. I don't know what kind of disease you have. But in a few days, a doctor from Wushui County will come. I’ll discuss the pathology with the old man, and when the time comes, I’ll ask him to come and have a look at the future city lord.”
Famous doctor in Wushui City! After hearing this, Guo Xingjian breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him. The sixty-year-old old man chatted with his disciple for a while and then left.
"Master Guo must be suffering from some kind of mental illness. Please recall what happened recently, Master Guo. As long as you untie the knot in your heart, Master Guo's illness will naturally be cured." After a famous doctor from Wushui City asked about Guo Xingjian's illness, You felt your pulse and nodded.
Guo Xingjian thought about it over and over but had no idea. He suddenly realized it for a moment and was overjoyed: "Thank you for the doctor's advice. If you have any needs, just tell me and I will try my best to meet them." It seems that during the martial arts competition, his wrist was numbed by the white-haired man's swords. , which caused me to have inner demons.
The famous doctor in Wushui City chuckled: "Doctors are kind-hearted, and they don't treat people for anything."
After sending away the famous doctor in Wushui City, Guo Xingjian immediately started dancing with his sword again. Only when his cultivation level reaches a higher level will his inner demons be broken.
"Qiang!" The long sword fell again, and Guo Xingjian didn't care. Since it was his inner demons that were causing trouble, he could just concentrate on practicing.
Guo Xingjian bent down to pick up the sword, and a servant came over: "Sir, there is another doctor outside the house."
"Invite him in." Guo Xingjian then remembered that he had forgotten to take back the notice he had sent out before. Although he had almost found the cause of the disease, due to his negligence, someone else had already arrived. It was not good to drive him away, so he asked him to take a look. Well, he probably couldn't see it anyway.
"Sir, you are suffering from a kind of stiff limb disease." The doctor who came took the pulse and said.
"Stifflimb disease? What kind of disease is this?" I thought to myself that I was not really sick, it was just caused by inner demons, but this person was talking about a disease that I had never heard of. Could it be that he wanted to defraud money? Guo Xingjian felt a little unhappy.
"This disease is extremely rare, so not many people have heard of it. It's normal for adults not to know. I would like to ask if you will suddenly become weak when the disease occurs, and then recover after a while? There is about a day between the first onset and the second time?"
This man told all the symptoms that Guo Xingjian had experienced again. Guo Xingjian was shocked. Could it be that the famous doctor in Wushui City had made a mistake? Is what this man said true? Asked: "Then how to treat this disease?"
"This disease cannot be cured. Only our unique internal strength can alleviate it," the man said.
Internal stress relief? In other words, let his internal energy enter my meridians? Isn't that very dangerous? What's more, this person may have heard about his illness just from other people's mouths, and now he is just making it up.
"If you don't believe me, you can naturally give it a try." This man seemed to have seen through Guo Xingjian's heart: "Sir, you can rest assured that my family has been a doctor for generations and will never seize the opportunity to cause trouble by entering other people's meridians with my own internal power. This is The ethics of doctors, not to mention that your internal strength is much higher than mine. Once you find something wrong, just subdue me immediately. I am just worried that your illness will be delayed again and again!"
Seeing this man's true feelings revealed, Guo Xingjian thought that it was just as he said, so he stretched out his right hand: "Please sir, please treat me." Secretly, his internal force circled the eight extraordinary meridians, preparing to stop him as soon as he found something wrong!
The man put his hand on the acupuncture point on Guo Xingjian's right hand. Guo Xingjian only felt a different flow coming in, which was quite different from the internal force. It must be that unique internal force. This unique internal force only circulated along the meridians of Guo Xingjian's right hand and had no other movements.
Feeling the comfort in his arms, it turned out that the abnormality no longer existed. This man had not lied to himself. Guo Xingjian hurriedly thanked him.
The man smiled and said: "My lord, there is no need to be polite. It is a doctor's duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Besides, I also need to collect your money."
Guo Xingjian was so excited that he remembered to call someone to bring some silver.
"Sir, there is one more thing I forgot to tell you. After suffering from this disease, you cannot see the sun again, otherwise it will aggravate the condition. This is why you had frequent attacks before!"
The man took his hand off the acupuncture point on Guo Xingjian's right hand and said, "Okay, sir."
Guo Xingjian moved his right hand and felt much better. He nodded: "Go out and go to the accounting room to find Mr. Li."
"Thank you, sir." The man retreated.
