Warlord, Get Out Of My Way

"Get out of the car."    

A dissatisfied mood and an urgent order. Lin Miaoting suddenly had the urge to keep blocking the door, but after thinking for a while, she got out of the car obediently.    

After Lin Miaoting got off the carriage, Xuanyuan Yu jumped off the carriage and ran straight into the wooden house.    

"The one lying inside is your lover! So anxious." Lin Miaoting's tone was a little sour. She rolled her eyes at Xie Wuchen who walked to her side and looked at her with a smile. Then, she strode into the wooden house. No one would believe her imposing manner if she said she was not angry.    

"Who did I offend?"    

Xie Wuchen was left with an innocent look on his face. Then, he opened his folding fan and gently shook it. Then, he entered the wooden house.    

The strong smell of medicine could be clearly smelled from the moment they entered the house.    

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem."    

Following the sound of the cough, a man dressed in white leaned against the bed quietly. Xuanyuan Yu stood in front of him, his eyes full of anxiety.    

Although this man was handsome, his face was a little pale. It was not normal, especially when his lips were a little purple.    

"Heart attack."    

Looking at the purple lips of the person on the bed, a name that was also a headache in modern times, instantly exploded in Lin Miaoting's mind.    

Lin Miaoting stood at the furthest distance from the person. Although she could not hear what the person was saying, from the way he spoke intermittently and had to catch his breath from time to time, the situation was not very optimistic.    

"If you want to die, continue."    

Lin Miaoting said it very calmly. Everyone in the room heard what she said. At this moment, everyone looked at her.    

However, she did not pay attention to everyone's gazes. She slowly walked to the front of the bed and grabbed the man's neck as she prepared to check his pulse.    

She told Feng Ni to count according to the rhythm she asked him to. When he counted to 60, he told her that it was equivalent to a modern point.    

112!"    

Wait a minute. When she finished counting, she called out to her. She counted the man's pulse and counted it to 112 beats.    

"Don't rest, shut up. Then you can go see the King of Hell."    

Lin Miaoting was not polite at all.    

Half of the reason she was unhappy was because the man did not cherish his body, and the other half was because her grandfather in her previous life had died because of a heart attack.    

Looking at the man's performance, it was probably even more difficult to treat than her grandfather's illness.    

"Miss, do you know my family's young master's illness?"    

The melodious voice that sounded like an oriole sounded again. It was different from before. However, this time, there was anxiety and deep concern in the voice.    

"Heart disease is what you mean by heart disease. As for whether there are any other illnesses, we still need to continue the examination. " It is possible that there is something wrong with the lungs. "    

"Wait, the person on the bed is Miss Xia Yu's young master. Isn't that the Mu Ze that Yuan Yuxuan mentioned? Could that Yuan Yuxuan be a broken sleeve?    

Thinking of the corner of Lin Miaoting's mouth and the corner of her eyes, they twitched a little. She had not liked a single person in these eight hundred years, but she actually liked a broken sleeve. Wait, when did she fall in love with Xuanyuan Yu?    

She lowered her eyes and coughed awkwardly. She touched her nose unconsciously. "In my opinion," she said. Your young master's illness should not have been very serious, and he was no different from a normal person when he had a good rest. Right now, he probably hasn't had a good rest before he became so serious. "    

Yes, Miss is right. "    

Xia Yu seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and her words were very passionate. "Is my family's young master still able to be saved?"    

"Of course your young master can be saved. It's just that the symptoms are not cured. But no matter what method you use, as long as your young master is still so exhausted, even if it's a miracle medicine, it can't be cured. What's more, his illness can't be cured in the first place."    

Lin Miaoting's words were sincere. She did not say these words to scare people. Heart disease itself was not suitable to do things that were too tiring, especially things that required painstaking effort. In addition, this person's lungs should not be very good. In ancient times, it was simply impossible to treat.    

Even in modern times, doctors would tell patients to let them take care of them.    

"Then what should we do?"    

The one who asked was Xuanyuan Yu. Lin Miaoting took a deep breath and then slowly said, "This disease can only be taken care of."    

That's right. Heart disease. Even in modern times, big men would only tell you to rest quietly. No matter how much it was, it was just prescribing some medicine to treat heart disease.    

If it was just bridging, this was something that could not be achieved in ancient times.    

"You're talking nonsense."    

Xuanyuan Yu was furious. Lin Miaoting looked at Xuanyuan Yu in confusion. She suppressed her urge to cry and shouted loudly.    

"I'm talking nonsense. Then why are you asking me? Heart disease is incurable. "If you care about him, you just keep him by your side every day. Why are you still listening to my nonsense?"    

Everyone felt that the situation was not good. The man lying on the bed seemed to have understood something, but he just called her 'girl' with his thin lips.    

He was interrupted by Lin Miaoting.    

"Shut up! "I can prescribe a prescription for your heart to temporarily ease it. "I just don't know if you dare to eat it."    

"Please, Miss, prescribe the prescription."    

The man's voice was gentle and soothing. After Lin Miaoting's anger was vented, it was also reduced by more than half.    

"His voice is quite nice." Lin Miaoting muttered softly.    

She asked Feng Ni for ink and paper and prepared to write the prescription.    

Actually, it was not a prescription. It was just a common medicine in modern times to calm heart rate, Little Ye Hu Yang.    

Because his grandfather had a heart disease, the family's heart disease medicine. When Lin Miaoting had nothing to do, she liked to look at the medicinal ingredients on the medicine box.    

Now, it made her anxious.    

Lin Miaoting opened Little Ye Huang Yang 10 milligrams of boiling water. She took it three times a day, and one day was enough.    

Xia Yu took the medicine list and walked out to grab the medicine.    

Lin Miaoting did not want to continue staying in the house and also turned around to follow.    

"Miss, don't be angry with Mistress and Young Master. The two of them were originally good friends who grew up together. It was just that the Young Master's family fell and was saved by Mistress. ..." "    

"They are still childhood sweethearts. No wonder Xuanyuan Yu usually doesn't let women get close to him. It turns out that he's doing it to protect himself!"    

It was fine if Xia Yu didn't say it, but this explanation made Lin Miaoting's anger rise again.    

In the evening, a gentle breeze blew and the surrounding willow branches danced in the wind. It was very pleasant. However, the environment in the city was really not good and one could hear the coughs coming from outside.    

Knock, knock, knock!    

There was a hurried knock on the door.    

"Is Doctor Mu at home?"    

Lin Miaoting had not been idle since she got angry with Xuanyuan Yu. She found a corner to prepare the cultivation fluid. She had not forgotten her purpose of coming here.