Blossoming like a flower
Fang Xian knew that this was a crucial moment, and he prayed in his heart that the old man's Miao medicine would work. He asked aloud, "Are there some small rashes on top?"
"It seems like..." Li Chao's cigarette butt fell to the ground.
"Looking at it this way, you've been infected for at least a week now. In another half a week, you should start to suppurate and stuff, and by then your face and body will be covered in ulcers too..."
"Shut up, don't say that." Li Chao's body trembled slightly. "It can't be that serious, it should just be inflammation, I take anti-inflammatory medicine every day."
"It's not inflammation." Fang Xian shook his head, "This type of disease in our Miao medicine belongs to the 'water poison' category of the five elements toxin, which is divided into three stages. You can understand it as the early, middle and late stages of cancer. The first stage is 'yin', that's what we commonly call inflammation. If you don't take care of it properly, it will progress to the second stage, which is 'ulcer'. At this stage, ulcers, blisters, and rashes will appear on the affected area, even on the face. This stage can no longer be self-treated and requires medical attention. If further delayed, it will progress to the third stage, called 'flower', at which point the water toxin in the body will surge out of control, and the ulcers on the skin will erupt like flowers. At this stage, a person is basically done for."
Li Chao listened to Fang Xian's explanation, and shivered N times in a few seconds. The "ulcer" part was still tolerable, but the "flower" part was really too perverted, like a flower blooming? Big flower forcing? Is it even letting people live?
“…Don't scare me, when did you learn about Miao medicine?” Li Chao pretended to be calm, but his voice was already trembling. After all, he wasn't a big shot either, and he was still far from being able to remain calm in the face of danger. Plus, this person really was a bit of an idiot, with all those itchy rashes and small blisters, why didn't they just go to the hospital? Instead, they were taking anti-inflammatory medication and waiting for things to get worse?
"Fang Mou is not talented, but still has some attainments in the field of traditional Chinese medicine." Fang Xian smiled shallowly and pretended to be forced, only to regret that he didn't have a beard to pinch at this moment.
"Damn it......" Li Chao wiped the sweat from his sleeve, his expression was tangled, perhaps that itching feeling came again, "How did you figure it out?"
"Look at your face."
"Huh?" Li Chao touched his face in confusion, and indeed there were some pimples on it. But wasn't it normal to have pimples on your face? He had been like this since puberty anyway.
"These blisters are different, there are fire blisters, water blisters, and toxic blisters. Generally, the pimples we get during puberty belong to the fire blister category, mainly containing oily substances; the blisters that form after a burn belong to the water blister category, which contain harmless pus; but the one on your face now is a toxic blister."
"How did you find out?" Li Chao was secretly shocked. Indeed, his face had never been clean, acne and pimples were frequent visitors, but this time's small package was indeed somewhat different, what flowed out of it was not oil, but a faint mysterious **.
Fang Xian shook his head: "Sorry, this belongs to the secrets of Miao medicine, my master doesn't allow me to spread it randomly."
It's actually nothing special, any old Chinese doctor can see it. Miao medicine and traditional Chinese medicine have many overlapping places, let's talk about it later.
Fang Xian also advised: "Brother Li, this illness can't be delayed any longer. If it is, it won't just be a simple case of boils on your face. The abscesses are very obvious and anyone can see that something is amiss. You're a dignified person, if people start pointing fingers at you, it wouldn't be good."
Li Chao now deeply believed in Fang Xian's abilities. This guy could tell at a glance that he was ill, what illness he had, and even the day he contracted it; although not a divine doctor, he was indeed a skilled one.
"Brother is idle, smoking."
"Uh-huh."
He took a drag on his cigarette, feeling a sense of schadenfreude - those two kids, let them live a dissolute life and get their comeuppance.
In fact, this illness isn't something that only Fang Xian can cure. Li Chao could find a hospital and secretly get treated himself, but at the moment he's still hesitating. There are three reasons for this. Firstly, Fang Xian knows about this matter now, and he's afraid of spreading it around, whether in police circles or among classmates - neither would be good for his reputation. Secondly, since Fang Xian can clearly see what's going on, he should also be able to cure it, which is much better than the awkwardness of running to a hospital. Lastly, and most importantly...
"By the way, have you been with Zhang Lili this week?" Fang Xian asked with a smile, puffing on his cigarette, although he had already made up his mind.
"Twice." Li Chao's face fell.
"Are you wearing it?" Fang Xian's face was worried, but he secretly smiled in his heart.
"Nothing..." Li Chao burst into tears.
Fang Xian's face was full of worry, he shook his head and said: "Alas... she must have been infected too, it won't take more than three days for her to realize it."
"Idle brother, you can't ignore this." Li Chao returned to his usual state. Everything else was a small matter, but if the backyard caught fire, it would be troublesome. From now on, his personal freedom and male dignity would all be lost. In this situation, the only one who could quietly resolve everything was Fang Daxian.
"Don't panic, there's definitely a way." Fang Xian raised his hand and made a pressing motion, "However, I need to take a look at the specific type of poison first before making a decision."
"How does it look?"
"In fact, it's similar to the 'look, smell, ask and cut' four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine. Our Miao medicine has six items: look, smell, listen, ask, touch and tap."
"This..." Li Chao shuddered again. Looking was fine, but smelling...was a bit of that. As for touching...
Bullet... bullet... bullet JJ?
"Stop thinking too much, just take a look at this illness, drop your pants."
"Alright, just take a look, don't touch." Li Chao warned, eyeing Fang Xian warily as he stood up and started to unbutton his pants.
Fang Xian knew this was disgusting, but as a doctor he had to be fearless of disgust. He covered his nose and got up, walking to Li Chao's side, squatting down to carefully examine that thing on Li Chao.
Only saw the red rashes above in clusters of three or five... (No way, I won't say any more, skip this part.)
The symptoms are quite obvious, Fang Xian understood at a glance that it was just ordinary herpes, which is a relatively common yin toxin in traditional Chinese medicine, and it's not troublesome to treat. Indeed, as Li Chao said, taking some anti-inflammatory drugs may be effective for this illness, but if the infection comes and goes and is not properly regulated, there is also a chance that it will progress to the second stage.
But Li Chao was lucky and met Fang Daxian. Even if he entered the blooming stage, Fang Daxian could still pick that flower.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor setback, there's still time." Fang Xian nodded, covering his nose.
Li Chao felt a sense of relief in his heart and his expression also relaxed, just like he had "shot" something and felt light.
The door opened at this time.
"Lazy brother? I'm hungry, let's go eat spicy hot pot!!" Zhao Ling'er obviously didn't have the habit of knocking on doors, because Shuǐ Yuè Palace didn't have any.
At this time, from the side, Fang Xian was squatting in front of Li Chao's words, and Li Chao had a look of enjoyment on his face.
"..."'s face twitched slightly.
Li Chaohu's body shook violently.
Ling'er's expression was more complex, from initially yearning for the spicy hot pot, to being shocked by this scene, and then feeling disgusted...
"Ling'er, don't make a fuss, I can explain." Fang Yan slowly raised his hand.
"Ah!!!!!!" Zhao Ling'er covered her eyes and ran out.
Li Chao hastily pulled up his pants: "Sister, please keep your voice down, I'm begging you!!"
He is really flustered.
Getting this illness makes people think it's a small matter, but if the two brothers in the room were to find out that their own interrogation room... was doing this, then one's official career would be ruined.
"Yue Ru, stop Ling Er!!!" Fang Xian stood up and followed, shouting loudly. He was more anxious than Li Chao. What's the point of an official career? Detention is the most terrifying thing.
Lin Yueru, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly stood up and jumped out to block Zhao Ling'er's path.
"What's wrong with my sister?"
"He... they!!" Ling'er's tears welled up in her eyes, "Xian Gege he likes..."
At this time Fang Xian also rushed over: "Don't talk nonsense, I can explain."
Lin Yue Ru and Fang Fang stared blankly at Fang Xian, waiting for him to explain.
At this time, Li Chao rushed over with his trousers unbuttoned: "Xian Ge, don't explain!"
Yes, Li Chao definitely doesn't want to be explained, and it's better if fewer people know about this illness.
The scene was awkward.

