Chapter 174: Suicide Note and Buddha Statue

Gu Suxiu took the prescription and started picking medicine from the drawer of the medicine rack.

Duan Rong stood up, his eyes flashing, and he looked around. He soon stared at the table.

On the table was a thread-shaped green book, and on the green book was a pair of shiny, peculiarly shaped palm beads.

Duan Rong walked over, glanced at Gu Suxiu's back, and deliberately raised his voice, saying: "This style of palm beads is a bit rare."

Gu Suxiu only lowered his head to pick medicine, and said casually: "That was made by Gu himself... I made some protrusions on purpose to better massage the acupuncture points..."

"Really?" Duan Rong picked up the palm beads, and he kept paying attention to Gu Suxiu from the corner of his eyes. Gu Suxiu was just watching Fang pick the medicine and didn't look over here.

Duan Rong looked at the pair of palm beads in his hand and said to himself: "Read the spirit of the instrument."

Then, a set of data appeared in front of Duan Rong:

Artifact: Nanmu Palm Beads

Spirit level: Level 3

Devouring requirements: Host mental power level 3 (satisfied)

Devouring effect: Mastery of identifying all kinds of herbs, mastery of the outline of colds, entry to difficult and complicated diseases, and mastery of classical prescription experiments.

Duan Rong glanced at the devouring effect in the data panel and saw three masteries and one entry.

This pair of palm beads has been with Gu Suxiu since he was in his early twenties. He often turned this pair of palm beads regardless of whether he was studying in winter or summer or just learning about herbs. Over the past thirty years, his various medical insights have almost permeated into the spirit of the palm beads.

Duan Rong was overjoyed, thinking, "Swallow it!"

Then, the data panel in front of Duan Rong flickered for a while, and then slowly dissipated. At this time, Gu Suxiu had already come over with two medicine bags. Duan Rong put down his palm beads, took the medicine bags, and said, "Thank you!"

Duan Rong paid the money, and then his eyes were still scanning, trying to see if there were any other things to swallow. If there were, he could find an excuse to delay and wait for an opportunity to swallow them.

Gu Suxiu looked at Duan Rong's flickering eyes, and he was even more certain in his heart that Duan Rong came here for something else, but he saw that Duan Rong still didn't speak after paying the money, but hesitated and looked around. Gu Suxiu's heart moved, and he thought to himself: Maybe his coming here is related to the plum blossom needle method in my family, but this child is honest and seems embarrassed to ask directly.

Gu Suxiu cleared his throat and decided to point it out himself, saying, "Young friend Duan's acupuncture technique seems to have some origins with my Gu family. I'm asking rashly, but I wonder where did you learn this technique from?"

Duan Rong was startled when he heard this. He didn't expect Gu Suxiu to suddenly mention the plum blossom needle technique, but he immediately understood that Gu Suxiu was talking about the few life-saving needles he gave Xiao Baiqiao in a hurry.

Duan Rong naturally swallowed the silver needle dropped by Gu Suxiu to obtain the inheritance of the master-level plum blossom needle.

Since Gu Suxiu asked, he told Gu Suxiu the story he had told Xiao Zongting again.

After listening, Gu Suxiu touched the goatee on his chin and nodded continuously. "The old man taught you painting and acupuncture for more than a year?"

"Yes." Duan Rong nodded.

"Young friend, do you still remember what the old man looked like?" Gu Suxiu stared at Duan Rong and suddenly asked.

Duan Rong made up a story, saying, "The old man is very thin, with sparse hair, deep wrinkles on his face, and a birthmark on his neck."

"A birthmark on his neck?" Gu Suxiu muttered to himself. He was sure that he didn't know this person and had never heard his grandfather talk about this person.

Gu Suxiu lost his father at a young age, and his grandfather raised him. His medical skills and acupuncture were also taught to him by his grandfather since he was a child.

After Duan Rong finished the story, he saw that Gu Suxiu did not let it go like Xiao Zongting did, but continued to ask questions, so he deliberately mentioned an obvious identification point to stop the other party's questioning.

Gu Suxiu really pondered for a long time after hearing it, and stopped asking questions.

Duan Rong saw that there was nothing else to devour in the clinic, and was about to say goodbye, but Gu Suxiu suddenly said, "My friend, please come with me to the back hall."

Duan Rong's eyes hesitated, but Gu Suxiu had already turned around and lifted the curtain, and was turning to look at Duan Rong.

Duan Rong saw Gu Suxiu's serious expression, so he followed him in. He also saw several wooden puppets that were used to practice acupuncture points.

"My friend, please sit for a while." As soon as he entered the back hall, Gu Suxiu pointed to a chair next to the table against the wall and said.

Gu Suxiu walked to the corner of the warehouse, took out the medicine spoon, and opened the cabinet there.

Duan Rong walked to the chair and sat down slowly. He swept his eyes over the items in the warehouse and finally stopped at Gu Suxiu.

Gu Suxiu took out a small wooden box from the cabinet.

He walked to the table where Duan Rong was sitting, opened the wooden box, and placed it on the table.

There is no mistake in the book!

Duan Rong looked into the wooden box and saw that it seemed to be a yellowed book with a broken cover and curled corners.

"My dear Duan, this wooden box contains my grandfather's relics." Gu Suxiu looked at Duan Rong and said with a gloomy face.

Duan Rong was puzzled, wondering why Gu Suxiu wanted to show him his grandfather's relics.

Gu Suxiu had seen the doubt in Duan Rong's eyes, and continued: "Although my Gu family has been practicing medicine for generations, we were originally just barefoot doctors in the countryside, with mediocre medical skills and barely making a living. But when my grandfather was forty years old, he suddenly got an opportunity. His medical skills and acupuncture techniques also made great progress at that time, and this was all from a hermit."

Gu Suxiu talked about the past with a look of longing in his eyes. "At that time, there was an epidemic, and by chance, my grandfather saved the life of that strange man. After the man recovered from his illness, he taught my grandfather for a year. Before he left, he also left this book of medical experience he wrote himself."

"My grandfather studied this book hard every day, and after being taught by that strange man for a year, his medical skills improved greatly, and my Gu family lived a better life."

"My grandfather's plum blossom acupuncture method was also inherited from this person. And Duan Xiaoyou's plum blossom acupuncture method was also inherited from a hermit. There may be some connection between the two of them. , who knows?" Gu Suxiu suddenly looked a little excited. He picked up the tattered suicide note and handed it to Duan Rong, saying, "Little friend Duan, can you take a look at the handwriting of that senior and see if it is similar to the hermit who taught you the acupuncture method?"

Duan Rong's heart moved. Gu Suxiu was thinking this. It seems that he respected and missed his grandfather and the strange man who taught his grandfather the medical skills. That's why he was so concerned about the little clues and even showed Duan Rong his grandfather's relics.

Duan Rong took the tattered suicide note and flipped through a few pages. There were at least two handwritings in the book, and one of the handwritings had a slight change in the meaning, which was obviously the annotations from different periods.

"The original text was written by that strange senior. My grandfather would read the annotations in detail every few years. He remembered that he was still reading this book the year he died." Gu Suxiu said, with a flash of grief in his eyes.

Duan Rong suddenly turned a page and saw a bloodstain on the page. Thinking of Gu Suxiu's words, Duan Rong's heart moved. This person was so obsessed with medicine. Duan Rong couldn't help but respect Gu Suxiu's grandfather.

In this book, there are many annotations between the lines, and if the ideas change later, they will re-annotate and revise the previous annotations.

"With such an opportunity and such hard work, it's no wonder that the medical skills have improved greatly!" Duan Rong exclaimed in his heart.

He looked at the yellowed pages with many traces of rubbing and sweat stains, and suddenly his heart moved, secretly saying: "Read the spirit of the instrument!"