One elder, with a broad and stern face, stood before the young man and said in a deep voice, “There’s also the story of Sima Guang smashing a water jar when he was a child, son of the magistrate of Tongzhou. I have inquired about it, and it is true.”,Yan Shu could only comfort him and said, "Don't worry, let the doctor continue acupuncture for you to see the effect. When the road is repaired, we will go down the mountain together.",Zhao Jun sat uneasily in the corner, his vision blurry. He could see a little through the gauze, but everything else was obscured.。