Hu Ke looked at Tang Feng doubtfully and said, "Tang Feng, didn't you give me those pills? And the bath water made from lilies."

Tang Feng said: "I gave it to you, but these treatment methods were all taught to me by a respectable senior."

Hu Ke nodded, and then said: "Then let's go, the old man lives not far away."

Tang Feng shook his head, but Xia Huo smiled and walked straight to the bedroom upstairs. She knew what Tang Feng meant, so she didn't intend to follow him.

Tang Feng took Hu Dazhi and Hu Ke out the door.

The mayor, who had just calmed down, seemed to be much younger all of a sudden. He was full of energy wherever he walked. Hu Dazhi held his daughter in one hand and asked as he walked: "Little friend Tang Feng, Coco just said, are you using

Did Lily cure her mental... illness?"

Hu Dazhi was still a little scared when the word "mental illness" was mentioned, and he glanced at Hu Ke secretly.

Hu Ke smiled and said: "Dad, you don't have to be taboo about anything, I'm already fine."

At this time, the three people walked up to the car. The car was an ordinary Volkswagen 2000. Although the price was not high, the style was quite impressive.

Hu Dazhi said to the woman in a professional skirt: "Wu Li, please wait here for a moment. We are going to visit an expert and we will be back."

Wu Li nodded and said, "Okay, Mayor Hu."

Hu Dazhi and Tang Feng got into the back seat of the car, while Hu Ke sat in the passenger seat. The remaining man started the car, and Tang Feng directed the car to go straight to the Shrine of the Holy Medicine.

At this time, Hu Dazhi asked again and said: "Doctor Tang, can this lily really cure mental illness? Today I saw that my daughter miraculously recovered. I really can't believe it. If it is really the credit of lily.

, then can’t we produce this kind of drug and relieve the pain of all mental patients?”

The car was driving smoothly. Tang Feng leaned on the back seat and said slowly: "Uncle Hu, in fact, he is also mentally ill, but according to traditional Chinese medicine, the causes of the disease are various. You are like Hu Ke,

Because she usually has blood deficiency, her mind and spirit are not nourished. If her mind and spirit cannot be supplied by blood, she will suffer from various mental diseases. As time goes by, it will become more and more serious, leading to yin deficiency, internal heat, and mental confusion.

There are also some mental illnesses that are caused by internal heat. Such patients tend to be manic, upset, and like to hit people and destroy things. Most of these are caused by stagnation of fire in the body."

Tang Feng turned to look at Hu Dazhi and found that he was listening attentively, with his brows furrowed, obviously thinking. Hu Ke, who was in the front seat, also turned his head and looked at Tang Feng intently.

Tang Feng continued: "Fan Jin won the imperial examination. Uncle Hu, you must still remember. Among them, Fan Jin also suffered from mental illness after he passed the imperial examination. The cause of his illness was that phlegm was confusing the mind, so his father-in-law beat him several times.

After a slap and spitting out the saliva, he returned to normal.

Others are due to congenital mental illness, etc.”

Speaking of this, Tang Feng straightened his body and said: "Uncle Hu, I am telling you all this, but I just want to explain that there is no fixed method for treating mental illness with traditional Chinese medicine, because we are also mentally ill, and the causes of each person's illness are different.

Everyone’s physique is different.”

Hu Dazhi nodded and said, "It seems to make sense."

Hu Ke was dissatisfied and said, "Dad! I think what Tang Feng said is great."

Tang Feng smiled and said: "Hu Ke is a typical mental illness of yin deficiency and internal heat, and lily is the best thing to replenish yin and clear away heat, so I used lily together with other medicines to make pills, and boiled lily into bath water.

Penetrates through the skin, speeding up her treatment process."

Hu Ke nodded and said, "No wonder I woke up a lot after taking a shower."

Hu Dazhi nodded thoughtfully and asked, "What you are talking about were taught to you by that senior Chinese medicine practitioner?"

Tang Feng said: "Yes, oh, we're here, let's get off the car."

The Volkswagen slowly stopped on the side of the road. Hu Dazhi walked out of the car, looked around, and asked doubtfully: "There is only the Medical Shrine here, no other homes or clinics?"

Tang Fenghe and Hu Ke also got out of the car. Tang Feng pointed to the Holy Temple of Medicine and said: "The senior I am talking about is the old man buried deep under this mausoleum. He taught me how to treat Hu Ke's disease.

.”

Hu Dazhi stared at Tang Feng with doubtful eyes.

Tang Feng said: "Let's talk while walking."

The three of them walked towards the Shrine of the Holy Medicine. At this moment, the sky was dim, and the Shrine of the Holy Medicine was particularly quiet. In the calmness, there was a sense of compassion for heaven and humanity.

Tang Feng said as he walked: "Buried under the ground here is Zhang Zhongjing, a famous doctor of the generation. During the war of the Three Kingdoms, the people were in dire straits. At that time, there was a plague. At that time, more than 100 people from the Zhang family of more than 200 tribesmen died.

Zhang Zhongjing made an oath to study medicine, diligently studied ancient precepts, and learned from many methods, and finally became a great doctor. At the same time, he also wrote the epoch-making medical classic "Treatise on Febrile Disease and Death"."

Hu Dazhi was silent, but his mood was a little heavy.

Tang Feng explained the greatness of Zhang Zhongjing to Hu Dazhi and Hu Ke along the way, and at the same time explained from time to time how he treated Hu Ke well based on Zhang Zhongjing's works.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Tang Feng brought Hu Dazhi and his daughter to the excavator. There were more than a dozen old people sleeping under the excavator. Apparently they were afraid that the excavators would take action at night and demolish the Medical Shrine, so

So he slept here to protect the holy place in his heart.

Hu Dazhi stood not far from the excavator, sighed lightly, looked at Tang Feng, and said, "You brought me here on purpose, right?"

Tang Feng smiled and nodded confidently.

Hu Dazhi said: "Like these old people, you don't agree with the demolition of this medical temple?"

"I firmly disagree." Tang Feng replied without thinking.

Hu Dazhi stretched out his hand, patted the small tree beside him, and said: "I understand your feelings, but this is just an ancestral hall. After the city demolishes this place, it will choose a new place and build a better one."

The Medical Holy Temple has even been built as a tourist attraction.

Moreover, the location of the industrial park must be close to the Wenliang River, which can save hundreds of thousands of engineering costs."

Tang Feng was silent for a while and said slowly: "Mayor Hu, you still don't understand. You still think that this ancestral hall is just a formality and superstitious, so you don't care about demolishing it and rebuilding it. But I want to tell you, this

What the Medical Shrine expresses is definitely not just a place to pray. There is a great man lying underground here, so this ancestral hall must be built here. It is not only a holy place in the hearts of all patients, but also a holy place for all of us.

Chinese medicine human root.

If the foundation is broken, can it be repaired?"

Hu Dazhi was silent. After a long time, he suddenly turned to Tang Feng and said, "I understand what you mean."

Tang Feng smiled brightly and said, "I know you will understand, Uncle Hu."

Hu Ke looked at the two of them inexplicably, and then said dissatisfied: "Dad, what are you talking about? What do you mean?"

Hu Dazhi touched his daughter lovingly and said: "Tang Feng means to protect and develop traditional Chinese medicine. If I demolish this medical shrine today, it will mean that the city is indifferent to traditional Chinese medicine. This

That’s the scariest thing.”

Tang Feng nodded.

Hu Dazhi said: "Okay, Tang Feng, you let me see the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, and also let me know the importance of the Medical Holy Temple. I suddenly felt that since the Medical Holy Temple is located in our Nanyang City, then our Nanyang City,

It should be the holy land of traditional Chinese medicine in the country."

Tang Feng said: "Uncle Hu, if you can think so, it will be a blessing to Chinese medicine and a blessing to Nanyang."

Hu Dazhi laughed loudly and said: "Since traditional Chinese medicine is so effective, why not develop it? Why let it decline? What's more, we still have a medical temple in Nanyang City, which has the foundation of all traditional Chinese medicine people."

Tang Feng waved his fist excitedly.

Hu Dazhi patted Tang Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, Tang Feng, your purpose of this trip has been achieved, let's go back."

Tang Feng smiled sarcastically, unable to hide his excitement.

Hu Ke smiled sweetly and said: "Dad, I also want to change my career to study traditional Chinese medicine. I'm going to study financial management. It's so boring."

Hu Dazhi smiled and said: "Okay, let's start with my daughter and develop traditional Chinese medicine. We in Nanyang City must make some achievements."

Tang Feng was extremely excited. He brought Hu Dazhi here, originally just to persuade him to stop demolishing the Medical Shrine. Unexpectedly, Hu Dazhi not only stopped demolishing the Medical Shrine, but also decided to vigorously develop traditional Chinese medicine in Nanyang City.

Okay, this is really an unexpected gain.

The three of them took the car back to Tang's restaurant together. Tang Xiaoyan must have dragged Hu Dazhi to stay for breakfast. It was hard for Mayor Hu to refuse her. After all, this woman was Tang Feng's mother.

Tang Xiaoyan prepared a rich and nutritious breakfast, and then everyone, including Hu Dazhi's female secretary and male driver, gathered around and chatted while eating.

Tang Xiaoyan took the opportunity to take out the digital camera she had prepared and took a few photos of Hu Dazhi and the table full of food.

Tang Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Mom! What are you doing?"

Tang Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at her son and said, "Mayor Hu has finally come here, so I can't keep some souvenirs."

Tang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Mom, you can leave it as a souvenir, but don't use it for publicity. Mayor Hu will sue us."

Hu Dazhi hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, your food is indeed delicious, it is indeed delicious."

Tang Xiaoyan waved her chopsticks proudly, then showed a victorious smile and winked at Tang Feng proudly.

Tang Feng was really speechless. How come he, a mother, became more and more like a child as she lived?

A table of people were eating in a very harmonious atmosphere when they heard the rumble of a motorcycle outside the door, and then a dozen motorcycles screeched to a stop in front of the restaurant.

Everyone at the table looked outside, while Tang Feng sneered secretly.

Soon, more than 20 young men armed with machetes and large iron bars rushed into the restaurant and smashed the glass, tables, chairs, and chandeliers.

Then, with his head wrapped in white gauze, Zhang Qiang, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, walked to the door of the restaurant with a swagger.

Everyone eating at the table, including Hu Dazhi, Hu Ke, etc., all stood up. Only Xia Huo remained seated, tasting the plate of vinegared cabbage.

"Yo... yo, there are... quite a lot of people," Zhang Qiang, who was bandaged like an Arab, stammered and laughed.

Tang Feng took a step forward and said, "What? You still dare to come?"

When Zhang Qiang saw Tang Feng, he was furious. He took out a black gun specially used by the Xuanyuan State Public Security Bureau from his waist and said: "Master... I have this with me. Today... today you all have to
Chapter completed!