Pulse Doctor

I came back to find a cemetery for myself. In the past 27 years of the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, more people have been sent away than saved. When it was his turn, no cause was found, and his life span was exhausted. The old dean said: "You are not sick, you are out of breath." Returning to the village to wait for death, he dug up an ancient ancestral book in the foundation of the old house. A quarter of the sixteen-character ancestral precept was torn apart, leaving three sentences: If you have no life yourself, you will save your life by crossing others. Wealth does not cross, only poverty crosses. The dragon's lair is not private, but being private will backfire. There is also a line of small text at the footer of the page: "Every time you borrow a mouthful of earth veins to bring energy, you will also be depleted. Borrow more and pay back less, and you will eventually pay for it in the soil." I don't ask for wealth or longevity, I just want to be able to do some human work before my body is buried in the ground. Old man Chen, who had been living alone and widowed all his life, found a real dragon's cave that no one knew about in the back mountains and wild ridges. The moment the coffin was lowered and the earth was sealed, the first breath of heat returned to the body that had been withered for three years. But the eyes of the wealthy families in the provincial capital are faster than the mountain breeze. They came to take away the dragon's energy and extend the life of their critically ill elders in the family. Behind them, there is also a Yinmen faction that relies on sorcery to seize pulses and spread evil spirits to harm people. They asked me why. With the ancient books in my arms, my 30 years of Chinese medicine foundation, and my fingers that have been checked by thousands of people, I can take the pulse of this mountain. Thirty years ago, an unknown corpse was dug up on the same ridge and a copper coin was left behind. Thirty years later, someone went up the mountain to dig soil in the middle of the night. I don't know what that thread holds. All I know is that whoever touches the hot breath on Old Chen's grave will bear the consequences. Don't fight for wealth and honor, just guard the lonely grave. I have no life, I have to cross others to cross myself.