Chapter 434 Miracle Physician Poetry Shows His Prestige
Chen Guangliang thought, if a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, why not give him a try. "So young master, please."
Baicaoshi's eyebrows were full of joy, trying to figure out the role to enter the play, a little exaggerated and artificial.
When entering the private room, Chen Guangliang didn't want the two guards to enter. There were VIPs inside, so it would be a bad idea to disturb them. Unexpectedly, the two guards went in as a matter of course and ignored Chen Guangliang. vaguely. Chen Guangliang felt that these two seemed to be Lianjiazi, and their kung fu was still higher than his own.
However, he, Chen Guangliang, is already ranked ninth on the Zhu Spear List.
Is it a hallucination?
At that time, in the private room, sitting above the guest seat, was an old lady with gray hair, deep wrinkles, and half-closed eyes. She was the mother-in-law who sold caramel.
Beside the mother-in-law, there is a man in his forties. At this time, there is no trace of harmony on his face, and he even looks irritable.
"Are you really unwilling to treat me? Even if you see me die with your own eyes, you will not take action?"
The mother-in-law sighed, and her voice was more helpless, "How many times do you want me to say it, I can't do anything."
On the main seat, the man was half leaning on the armchair, with red cheeks, squinted eyes, a flat nose, and a mustache. He seemed to be in his fifties, but his clothes seemed a bit bloated, and he was holding a handkerchief. Occasionally cough a few times. Beside him stood two mighty warriors with scimitars.
"Zha Qi, is this your so-called genius doctor?" the man with mustache asked, his voice hoarse.
The person called "Cha Qi" suddenly knelt down in front of the mustache, "Master Han, I...my mother is not like this. I have seen her heal many people before."
The knock on the door sounded at the right time. Under the leadership of Chen Guangliang, Baicaoshi and others came in, and they saw such a scene.
Zha Qi stopped abruptly.
Baicaoshi's gaze, patrolling the private room for a week, was overjoyed and followed by astonishment. I was happy that my mother-in-law was there, but I was shocked that the patient was really not a Han Chinese.
"Mr. Chen, what does this mean?"
Ba Zihu is very dissatisfied with people's intrusion.
Chen Guangliang smiled and said: "Master Han, the person next to me is the young owner of the Yanjing ancient doctor family, and also a business partner of our firm for a long time. He has superb medical skills. Since a genius doctor is not good enough, let's get another one."
The first skeptic was naturally Cha Qi.
There is no other reason, Baicaoshi is too young, no matter how you look at it, you can't rely on a genius doctor. However, facing the two people behind him, Cha Qi was discouraged. That gaze, how could it be like quenching the winter's ice, frightening!
Baicao Poetry is elegant and generous, and it is open to everyone to look at.
Master Han asked: "Oh, what do you call 'Little, God, Doctor'?"
Such setbacks also carry great doubts. The Baicao Poetry is nonsense, "Shi Baicao. The Shi of Shizhi, the cypress of the cypress tree, and the grass of the herbal medicine."
The three words of the name, each one seems to say arrogantly, "I am a miracle doctor".
The mother-in-law opened her eyes, looked at the young figure in front of her, and warmly reminded: "Young man, there are things you can do and what you can't do, don't be brave."
Baicaoshi smiled at her mother-in-law, blinked, and the glutinous rice's small white teeth were even more eye-catching.
After examining it for a while, Master Han said, "Then come and take a look."
Baicaoshi sat directly next to Master Han, knocked on the table, and saw that there was no response from the other party, and explained: "Watch and ask, take the pulse first."
Master Han stretched out his wrist.
"What are the daily symptoms?" Baicaoshi asked.
"Cough." Master Han said concisely, cherishing words like gold.
"Dry cough or phlegm? Can there be blood in the sputum?"
Baicaoshi's pulse-cutting hand froze for a moment.
Master Han stared at his hands, which were a bit too small compared to other men.
"Have you lost weight?"
Master Han looks lean and capable now.
"Since I got sick, I have lost sixty catties."
Pfft, it must be a fat man.
"Do you feel shortness of breath, chest pain? Do you have fever?"
For a series of questions, Master Han who asked them didn't want to answer any more.
The rest of the audience were shocked, including Po Po, Cha Qi, and Chen Guangliang. Because they figured out the answer from Master Han's face.
As for Zhe Yu, with her head held high, his girl is the most energetic when treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Shinichi lowered his head, the corners of his mouth raised.
After asking more than a dozen questions, Baicaoshi had a judgment in her mind. It was preliminarily determined to be severe pulmonary tuberculosis, with the possibility of concurrent lung cancer.
No wonder the mother-in-law can’t see it. With the current medical level, Baicaoshi is useless.
"Can it be cured?" Master Han's voice softened by three points.
Baicao Poetry pats its chest and promises, "Meet me, you can do it. Liujunzi Decoction combined with Sanzi Yangqin Decoction, Daotan Decoction plus or minus, Dangshen five qian, Atractylodes macrocephala and Poria cocos each three qian, tangerine peel four qian, Fa pinellia four qian ..."
After talking about a bunch of medicine names and usages, Baicaoshi looked at her mother-in-law, asking and comforting her.
Grandma naturally understands that this is the most favorable solution among the available methods, so she doesn't say anything.
Zha Qi couldn't bear his livelihood being taken away, and said viciously: "How do you know that your prescription will work? This disease is not curable in a day or two."
Baicaoshi stretched out her finger, "Three days, three days are guaranteed to see the curative effect. Don't renege on your debt then."
Master Han raised his eyelids, "It's up to you."
"Mr. Han, as well as the shopkeeper, have never seen the two men for a single illness. Since I have been chosen, and this mother-in-law has nothing to do, why not ask her to leave."
Cha Qi gave Baicaoshi another hard look.
The mother-in-law got off the chair, leaned down, and walked out of the private room with everyone's acquiescence.
Chen Guangliang said: "Little genius doctor, you have excellent medical skills. How about staying in Boya Building for the next three days?"
Is this taking her hostage?
Baicaoshi waved her hand and smiled calmly, "Forget it, shopkeeper, we will stay in the Bolai Inn not far away. Don't worry, I will never run away. I haven't taken my herbal medicine yet, and the consultation fee has also been confiscated."
Chen Guangliang understands that Yanjing came to see the world, besides, he is young and promising, so it is normal to have a little temper. "Then I will rely on the little genius doctor, but for the next three days, I will have to go back to see you every day."
Baicaoshi agreed without saying a word.
After chatting for a while, Baicaoshi bid farewell.
Joke, if you don’t leave, you won’t be able to catch up with your mother-in-law.
Out of Bo Ya Building, Baicaoshi splits up, Shinichi leads the pursuers away, Baicaoshi and Zheyu catch up to her mother-in-law before she arrives home.
"Mother-in-law, please stay." Baicaoshi bowed in front of the old alley of her mother-in-law's house.
The mother-in-law had a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Young people are so powerful that they can even cure people who are terminally ill. Why do you come to me?"
Baicaoshi strengthened her guess, her mother-in-law is indeed an expert, she can even tell that a patient cannot be cured, and her medical ethics are so high. She smiled with bright eyes and bright teeth, "Mother-in-law still remembers that at the end of August last year, I bought my mother-in-law five sticks of caramel candies in front of the Baoen Temple, and I also got her "Soup Head Song Jue" as a gift. I came here to thank my mother-in-law."
(end of this chapter)