"Go ahead. Come to me when you're done. I'll go to bed now." Tang Bing turns back and lies on the bed. She usually works day and night in dawn hospital. She overdrafts too much.
"In the future, don't overdraw too much. Things in the hospital can be slow first, but you must not wear yourself out." Yehaoxuan said.
"OK, I see. I'm sleeping. Go." Tang Bing closed his eyes, covered his head and stopped talking.
Yehaoxuan dressed and went downstairs.
Today, Foye is in a villa area in the suburbs, which is the largest villa area in Shanghai. Of course, the consumer groups who can live here are definitely not ordinary people, because ordinary people can't buy a square meter here in a year's salary.
The idiom "an inch of gold is an inch of land" is quite appropriate.
A single yard, a garden style house, the environment is quite elegant.
The Buddha is now in his early sixties. Although he looks very young, the years are unforgiving. In particular, he has been fooled by Zhang Ziqi and overdrawn his physical strength. Now he has not recovered.
But after several treatments, he felt his body was getting better bit by bit.
After giving the Buddha a pulse, yehaoxuan said with a smile, "Congratulations, Buddha, the cancer cells in your body are almost empty now. After this treatment, you won't need acupuncture in the future."
"Ready?" Buddha didn't believe it: "but I feel that all aspects of me have not recovered."
"This needs to be adjusted slowly." Yehaoxuan took out the needle and said, "traditional Chinese medicine focuses on recuperation. Now the disease has stopped, but you used to take Zhang Ziqi's medicine, so your body is overdrawn too much. You can't get back for a while."
"But you are a doctor." Buddha smiled and said, "you must have a way to make me better in the shortest time."
"To tell you the truth, I really have a way to make you better in the shortest time." With a faint smile, yehaoxuan said, "but doing that will still overdraw your potential. This is not a good thing in traditional Chinese medicine."
"Buddha, you should know that there is no real shortcut in this world. In particular, you can take good care of these things. Sometimes, although you are fast, you still suffer the most." Yehaoxuan smiled.
"Yes, I'm in a bit of a hurry." The Buddha nodded slightly and said with a smile, "but it doesn't matter. Just adjust it slowly. When you get older, you know that you don't pay attention to your health when you are young. When you get old, you can't change anything."
"Hehe, what the Buddha said is, please don't worry. I know your body well, and I won't smash my own signboard." As yehaoxuan said, he began to apply needles.
"Well, take your time." Buddha nodded.
Half an hour later, ye haoxuan finished his needling. The Buddha was sweating all over, especially some black impurities oozed from the pores of his body. Ye haoxuan's current medical attainments are very high.
On the one hand, he can use needles to remove some cancer cells from the Buddha's body. On the other hand, his needles also have an effect similar to that of the Taoist school. Although people who have been treated with acupuncture and moxibustion can not say that they will live to 100 years old, they can prolong their life by a small margin.
The more I got in touch with ye haoxuan, the more I felt that ye haoxuan was not simple, because after ye haoxuan's simple acupuncture, the Buddha felt a lot easier, but the sweat on his body was a little uncomfortable.
He accused yehaoxuan of a crime, and then went to take a shower and change clothes, while yehaoxuan took a rest in the reception hall.
A servant brought tea. It was a good Dahongpao. In fact, ye haoxuan didn't have any requirements for tea. He still liked to drink some picked wild tea. With a cup of tea, he saw an ancient tree in the small garden outside the reception hall. He couldn't help being curious about this ancient tree.
This is a very old tree. Although the branches are not thick, you can see from the cracked branches that this tree must be a tree that has gone through many vicissitudes, and its life has even come to an end.
However, from its branches, a small tree emerged. Although it is not the same type of tree, they are so intertwined that they look like a tree.
There are some silver flowers on the tree, which are from the ancient tree. But because of the season, these flowers fell all over the ground. A girl was sweeping the flowers that fell on the ground.
She swept all the flowers together, then dug a small hole and buried the flowers in it.
"Are you burying flowers?" Yehaoxuan doesn't know what the girl is doing. He looks at the girl with interest.
"No." The girl didn't seem to think that someone was here. She was a little stunned, and then returned to normal. She gathered the petals together, and then said faintly, "I just want these flowers to fall to their roots."
"This is a millennium old green tree." Yehaoxuan looked at the branch and said, "it's very rare that flowers only bloom once in a hundred years. Moreover, these flowers are also some extremely precious medicinal materials. It's not easy to find them at ordinary times."
"Ah, is that so?" The girl was startled. She said, "I, I don't know. I grew up here. I've never seen this tree bloom. I don't know its name."
"Well, I'll dig them out." The girl then picked up the shovel and tried to shovel up the flowers that had just been buried.
"No, once these flowers are buried, and then in contact with the air, they will lose their original efficacy. Originally, this kind of flower is an indispensable drug guide for a folk prescription for cancer treatment." Yehaoxuan shook his head.
"Well, that's a pity." The girl sighed. She regretted her ignorance.
"Ha ha, those who don't know have no faults." Yehaoxuan smiled and said, "sometimes, fate should be like this."
"That's right." The girl looked up thoughtfully. She looked at the scattered petals on the branch and said, "these remaining flowers may have some effects."
"Can be collected." Yehaoxuan said with a smile, "maybe these remaining flowers can save some people."
"Are you a doctor?" The girl came to her senses. She found that she had talked with a stranger for a long time.
"Yes, I am a doctor." Yehaoxuan nodded.
"Did you see a doctor for my adoptive father?" The girl asked puzzled.
"Is your adoptive father the Buddha?" Yehaoxuan asked.
"Yes, he is my adoptive father." The girl nodded, and a look of joy appeared in her eyes: "the adoptive father finally understood that he had been ill before, but he didn't go to the doctor, just took some key protection medicine made of something he didn't know."