25: Chapter 25 Did Sun Simiao also understand physiognomy?

As soon as he entered the door, he heard someone talking about his own physiognomy.

Yang Fan was also curious, does the Famous physician also understand physiognomy?

"Does the old gentleman also understand physiognomy?"

"A little, just a little!"

"Then could the old gentleman please help me read my physiognomy? I've never had it done since I was a child!"

Yang Fan actually believed a little in the theory of physiognomy.

The Famous physician shook his head.

"This old man's cultivation is shallow; I can only see a blur, which is why I said it was peculiar."

"However, the young master needs to abstain from lust recently; your complexion is not very good."

"So, is it the young master who is looking for this old man to treat an illness?"

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly; he hadn't been able to restrain himself last night.

"Yes, can the old gentleman see what my problem is?"

The Famous physician asked Yang Fan to sit down, checked his pulse, and looked at his tongue coating.

"Deficiency fatigue; looking at your age, this shouldn't be happening."

"Then can it be treated?"

"Yes, you discovered it very promptly. Edema has not yet appeared, so it can be treated."

The Famous physician looked at Emperor Taizong of Tang, who was standing to the side. The two had walked in side-by-side just now; this young master was no ordinary person.

"It's a kidney disease, right?"

"Yes."

"But not entirely."

"The young master's problem is that fluids enter the stomach, are transported up to the spleen, the spleen distributes the essence, which goes up to the lungs. The lungs regulate the waterways and transport them down to the bladder, allowing the water essence to spread everywhere and flow through the five channels."

"The young master's illness is a combined issue of the lungs, spleen, and kidneys; it is not simply a kidney disease, but a problem with the coordination between the three."

After the Famous physician said so much, Yang Fan understood what he meant. This old man was truly impressive; he had explained it clearly to Yang Fan right away.

"Then how should it be treated?"

"This old man has sealed his needles for a long time. If the young master trusts my words, I can perform acupuncture for three days and prescribe some medicine to regulate your organs; there should be no problem after that."

The reason the Famous physician was willing to perform acupuncture at such an advanced age was mainly because he saw that Yang Fan did not have the look of death, yet he had contracted this illness. He had never seen a person with such a fate before, so he wanted to give it his all.

After all, using internal energy for acupuncture to treat such illnesses damaged his Dao, so he generally would not perform acupuncture for people.

"Then thank you very much, old gentleman!"

Yang Fan didn't know what the ancient etiquette was like, so he could only cup his hands in a salute.

As he spoke, Yang Fan took two bottles of liquor directly from his private space; he didn't have any of the copper coins or anything like that here.

However, for a physician of this level, giving money would be a bit beneath his status.

"Does the old gentleman drink alcohol?"

"Occasionally!"

"Please wait a moment, old gentleman."

Yang Fan found an empty spot, took out two bottles of liquor, and then walked out.

"This liquor is considered top-quality in my hometown."

He opened one bottle, and the fragrance instantly wafted out.

Yang Fan poured a bottle cap's worth and handed it to the Famous physician.

"The old gentleman can taste it to see if it suits your palate."

Yang Fan was also very polite; after all, if the other party could cure his kidney failure, he would be his savior.

The Famous physician took it, smelled it, and closed his eyes to savor it.

It was indeed a rare and excellent liquor, and seeing how Yang Fan poured it, he knew this liquor was precious.

He took a gentle sip.

"Good liquor! Are these two bottles for me?"

As the Famous physician said this, he walked over and took the two bottles of liquor from Yang Fan's hands; in any case, he had decided they were for him.

This was also the first time in his life he had tasted such mellow and fragrant liquor.

It seemed this treatment would not be in vain; such nectar was rare in a lifetime!

"Kid, you have such good liquor, yet I don't see you showing filial piety to me?"

Emperor Taizong of Tang felt a bit unbalanced. His daughter was about to marry this kid, yet this kid didn't even try to curry favor with him.

Yang Fan found another empty spot and took out the remaining liquor.

He had bought two cases in total, twelve bottles, meaning 10 bottles were left, and he gave them all to Emperor Taizong of Tang.

If it weren't for the Famous physician and Li Junxian being there, he wouldn't have needed to avoid people and could have just taken them out directly.

"I was originally going to give them to you, but you covered my mouth at the time, so I didn't have a chance to give them."

"You are using my liquor to repay a favor?"

Emperor Taizong of Tang looked at the liquor in the Famous physician's hands.

"It's only yours now; it wasn't just a moment ago!!!"

Yang Fan looked indifferent. In any case, it wasn't he who was begging Emperor Taizong of Tang, but Emperor Taizong of Tang who was begging him, so he wasn't panicked at all.

Emperor Taizong of Tang ignored Yang Fan.

He took out a bottle and looked at it; it was quite exquisite.

He mimicked Yang Fan, opened it, and poured a bottle cap's worth.

"Um, Your Majesty, let this subject test if it is poisonous!"

At this moment, Li Junxian stepped forward voluntarily, unconsciously swallowing his saliva.

How could Emperor Taizong of Tang not know what Li Junxian meant? This guy clearly wanted to taste some good liquor.

"Wang De, bring a few wine cups over."

Emperor Taizong of Tang was not a stingy person either.

The Famous physician smelled the liquor's aroma again before putting the cap back on.

"Young master, come, let this old man perform acupuncture on you today."

Having drunk two bottle caps of liquor, the Famous physician's face was slightly flushed; after all, ancient liquor didn't have as high an alcohol content as liquor.

Yang Fan nodded and sat on the stool.

The Famous physician didn't waste words, took out silver needles, and performed acupuncture directly through his clothes.

In a short while, he was pricked like a hedgehog, with at least a hundred needles, both in the front and back.

The process of acupuncture was still very painful, but fortunately, it only lasted for about 20 minutes.

After finishing the acupuncture, not only was Yang Fan drenched in sweat, but the Famous physician himself was also drenched in sweat.

After all, it required continuous internal energy to perform the acupuncture.

"You have worked hard, old gentleman. If you can cure my illness, I will cover all the liquor for the rest of your life."

After this acupuncture session, Yang Fan felt that this King of Medicine was truly amazing. The possibility of him being cured was very high; indeed, a famous reputation is not without merit.

"Is it all the same kind of liquor as the one in my hand?"

Although this was the first time the Famous physician had drunk this type of liquor, he felt that he wouldn't be able to live without it in the future.

"Naturally! How could I be a stingy person? How could I give inferior liquor to my savior!"

"Little brother, you're a stand-up guy. From now on, we shall address each other as brothers. You can call me elder brother. Little brother, this illness of yours, elder brother will definitely be able to help you cure it!"

The Famous physician stroked his beard; this trip to the Imperial Palace was not in vain.

Yang Fan had originally just wanted to add an insurance policy for himself; after all, looking at the Famous physician's appearance, treating his illness certainly wasn't easy.

Yang Fan was also afraid that the other party would hold back some of his strength, and if he didn't recover completely, that would be a disaster.

Seeing the Famous physician's tone later, Yang Fan also relaxed quite a bit. How important it is to grasp a person's weakness.

After all, Yang Fan had experienced too many such things over the years; slipping money to the lead surgeon was no longer a secret matter.

"Then this brother will not decline. My happiness for the rest of my life will depend on you, elder brother!"

The Famous physician patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and went to write the prescription.

"You kid, you're so generous?"

"This liquor isn't cheap, right?"

Emperor Taizong of Tang was still savoring the taste of the liquor from just now; this liquor had a long, lingering aftertaste and was several grades better than his imperial liquor.

"Your bride price hasn't been given to me yet!"

Although this liquor was quite good, there was just too little of it. Wouldn't he have to reward some to the brothers who had fought alongside him for years? Where would these few bottles be enough?

Hearing that Yang Fan was going to cover the Famous physician's liquor for the rest of his life, there must be quite a large stock of liquor left.