"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Mu Rong saw him trembling and asked with concern.

Shaking his head, Leslie Cheung said nothing, but tremblingly took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and tried to open it.

Seeing that he looked pale and failed to open the medicine bottle after trying several times, Mu Rong reached for the medicine bottle, unscrewed the cap and asked, "Do you want to take this medicine? How many pills should you take?"

Leslie Cheung wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, tears were already streaming down his face.

Without asking him again, Mu Rong picked up the medicine bottle and read the instructions on it.

"B…"

Mu Rong read the name of the medicine.

He knew all these words, but when they were put together he didn't know what they meant.

Looking at the usage and dosage below, it says 60mg per day, but the number of pills is not stated.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Rong poured out two pills and handed them to Leslie Cheung's mouth.

But Leslie Cheung didn't know why, he just leaned on the seat silently, exuding a feeling of decadence and despair, which was completely opposite to the cheerful look at the dinner table, as if he was a different person.

Seeing this, Mu Rong directly opened his mouth and popped the pill in.

Clenching his throat, Leslie Cheung's Adam's apple twitched and he swallowed the pill, but he still maintained that painful look, huddled on the seat and trembling slightly.

What's going on here?

Wasn't it fine just now?

Mu Rong was very puzzled.

After thinking about it, he reached out and put his hand on Leslie Cheung's wrist and checked his pulse.

After just a few breaths, Mu Rong raised his eyebrows and almost exclaimed.

Obsessed?

Obsession was originally a Taoist term, which refers to the situation where Taoist monks go astray in their practice, leading to insanity, hallucinations of hearing and vision, delusional speech and delirium, and confusion.

In martial arts, there is also the phenomenon of over-exertion, which generally refers to a situation in which the practice goes awry, causing the qi and blood to flow backwards and the meridians to be damaged.

Once a person practicing martial arts goes crazy, his energy and blood may overflow, or hemiplegia may occur. In severe cases, his martial arts may be completely useless and he may die.

However, ordinary people can also become possessed.

Some people who receive strong stimulation in a short period of time, such as witnessing the sudden death of their entire family, often become mentally disturbed.

Some people worry too much for a long time, and they will become sick with worry, their clothes will become wider, and they will become haggard.

There are also people who have wind ailments in their brains. They are just like normal people on weekdays, but when they get sick, they are in excruciating pain.

When Abi invited Xue Muhua, the "enemy of hell", to treat him when he was pretending to be crazy, she thought he was suffering from insanity caused by an obsession. She also talked about the pulse condition of an obsessed person.

Mu Rong still remembers that it was exactly the same as Leslie Cheung's current pulse.

After discovering this, Mu Rong directly lifted Leslie Cheung up, pressed two fingers on his two acupuncture points of Fengfu and Yamen, and breathed out his luck.

This was the acupuncture point that Xue Muhua used to treat his obsession.

But he was just faking it at the time, so Xue Muhua tried several times to no avail, so he could only leave with a pair of medicines.

And when his true energy penetrated the acupuncture points, Leslie Cheung's condition immediately improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Mu Rong saw this, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he is the "enemy of the king of hell", and his medical skills are really powerful.

After a long while, Leslie Cheung finally breathed a sigh of relief and came to his senses.

Seeing this, Mu Rong also retracted his hand.

"Phew! I'm fine."

Leslie Cheung wiped away the tears on his face, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said thanks: "Thank you! If it weren't for you, I might not be able to go back today."

"It's just a little effort."

Mu Rong said politely and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with you?"

Recalling the negative emotions that had just overwhelmed him like a tide, Leslie Cheung sighed softly and explained: "Depression is physiological. There is no medical treatment for the time being. I can only control it by taking medicine."

Smiling, he shrugged and joked: "They say it's a terminal disease that won't die, but it's actually not that much different. It's quite exciting."

Seeing that he had just recovered a little, he started talking and laughing. Mu Rong couldn't help but sigh secretly.

A very good person, how could he become obsessed?

"Did it scare you?"

Leslie Cheung looked at him with a smile.

"No."

Mu Rong hesitated for a moment and then said: "Actually, I have a relative who also suffers from this disease. I have seen him suffer from the disease."

"Really? Then he must have suffered a lot."

Leslie Cheung took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath.

"fine."

Mu Rong smiled and said: "He went to many hospitals but was not cured. Later I heard that an old Chinese doctor could cure him, so he went for acupuncture for a period of time and drank medicine for a period of time, and he was cured.

"

Exhaling the smoke, Leslie Cheung smiled and said: "How is it possible? There is no cure for this disease. Unless you have surgery to cut off your brain and turn yourself into a fool, you will not be sad anymore."

Without another word, Mu Rong looked at him and said, "I still remember the prescription. I can write it to you. You can grab two pairs of medicines and try them. No matter whether they have any effect or not, you can always give it a try."

Leslie Cheung fell into silence.

He remembered that when he was about to be completely overwhelmed by negative emotions, it was indeed Mu Rong who massaged the back of his head for a while, and he was able to break away from the negative emotions.

Is what Mu Rong said true?

"Okay, thank you then."

He smiled and thanked him, started the car, and continued driving towards Kowloon Tong.

After sending Mu Rong back to the door of the villa in Kowloon Tong, he stopped the car and asked in surprise: "Wow! Are you very rich? This villa is not cheap!"

Mu Rong explained: "It's not mine, it's the home of a friend of mine, Lin Zhiying, do you know? The one who plays Tornado Boy."

"Oh, I know. Isn't it right to act with those two young men? It's great! Ask him to come out to play together another day."

"no problem."

Mu Rong picked up his coat and handed him a piece of paper filled with words: "This is the prescription. It has the dosage and cooking method. You can try it when you go back."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Mu Rong pressed his hand on two acupuncture points on the back of his head and said, "If you get sick again next time, you can try pressing these two acupuncture points to relieve some relief."

After saying that, he got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

Think of this as Leslie Cheung’s reward for introducing resources to him!

After watching Mu Rong leave, Leslie Cheung looked down at the prescription with hesitant eyes.

It's not that he has never taken Chinese medicine. He has seen dozens of Western medicines and Chinese medicines in total. He also drank bowl after bowl of Chinese medicine, but it had no effect at all.

He has completely despaired of this disease.

However, what Mu Rong said is right. Regardless of whether it works or not, you can always give it a try.

What if it works?

Mu Rong didn't know if Leslie Cheung had taken medicine when he went back. The next day, he was still involved in intense filming as before.

Perhaps it was due to an emotional outburst that day, but Zhang Bozhi's performance in the following days was pretty good. At least she no longer lost her temper as easily as before, which also accelerated the filming progress a lot.

It was another day of filming, and Mu Rong was still busy filming as usual.

After shooting a scene, a director's assistant suddenly ran up to him: "Brother Rong, you have a friend coming to visit the class."

"Which friend?"

Mu Rong looked in the direction of his finger and saw a light figure standing outside the set, looking at him with a smile.

"Sissi?!"


Chapter completed!