Mao Feng glanced at Dr. Li and said with some displeasure: "Dr. Li, what do you mean, you don't want my father to get better?"

Dr. Li smiled awkwardly, "I didn't mean that. I was worried that you would be deceived. I would like to remind you with a good intention. I would like to remind you with a good intention."

"Mr. Wang is a man of real ability. You have seen his methods just now. How could he lie to me? Dr. Li, if you have something to do, please go back first. I will ask the finance department to pay you the consultation fee later.

past."

Mao Renjiang was also very dissatisfied with Dr. Li. This guy came here and did almost nothing except making trouble.

Dr. Li's old face turned red, "Ahem, I'll just take a look and promise not to say anything!" The reason why he wanted to stay here was to watch Wang Dachun's jokes, but if this guy really has some skills, he might be able to learn a trick or two.

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Wang Dachun ignored Dr. Li and said to Mao Renjiang: "Mr. Mao, lie down flat on the sofa with your face up." Then he looked at Mao Feng and said, "Go and prepare a spittoon."

"good!"

Mao Renjiang lay down on the sofa according to Wang Dachun's instructions. Mao Feng brought a spittoon over, and Wang Dachun asked him to pour a glass of boiled water to prepare.

Mao Feng couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "Mr. Wang, how are you going to treat my dad?"

"Massage." Wang Dachun smiled mysteriously.

"Pfft!" Dr. Li couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said this guy is a liar. You still don't believe me. I have never heard that massage can cure asthma. It's great! It's great!"

"Shut up!" Mr. Mao and his son stared at Dr. Li, "Didn't you say you don't want to talk?"

"Uh... don't speak, definitely don't speak!" Dr. Li covered his mouth.

Wang Dachun placed his palms near Mao Renjiang's bronchus, and a stream of true energy slowly entered his bronchus along his palms.

At the same time, the golden silkworms in the body also followed Wang Dachun's palm and entered Mao Renjiang's bronchus.

Generally speaking, asthma is caused by bronchospasm, allergies, immune system overreaction, inflammation, etc.

He has already seen that Mao Renjiang's asthma is caused by inflammation. There is a lot of garbage in the bronchial tubes. He just needs to clean it up and add some anti-inflammatory medicine, and it will be fine.

As for whether it can be cured, it still needs to be treated with traditional Chinese medicine.

With the stimulation of Wang Dachun's true energy, Mao Renjiang started coughing violently, almost non-stop.

"Hold on, cough hard, cough boldly, and you'll be fine soon!" Wang Dachun encouraged while using Qi massage.

Coughing itself is a means of protection for the body, which can cough up bacteria and viruses.

Dr. Li started shouting again, "Stop! It should stop immediately! Chairman Mao is old and this is very dangerous. Don't let this kid run wild anymore, or problems will arise!"

Mao Feng also frowned, with a worried look on his face. This feeling seemed to be getting more and more serious, and he was a little unsure, "Mr. Wang, is this really okay?"

At this moment, Mao Renjiang made a "wow" sound and spat out a mouthful of thick, dark phlegm, which was extremely fishy.

"Rinse his mouth!" Wang Dachun shouted.

"Oh!" Mao Feng quickly gave his father water to rinse his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, Mao Renjiang leaned on the sofa and panted.

Dr. Li was a little gloating about his misfortune. He looked at Wang Dachun and said sarcastically: "Look, I just said that we can't let this kid fool around. Look at how much trouble Chairman Mao has suffered!"

Mao Renjiang glared at Dr. Li, "Yes, I feel much better. I feel relaxed all over. I have never felt so good!"

Dr. Li: "..."

"Dad, is it true? That's great!" Mao Feng was overjoyed and asked Wang Dachun, "Mr. Wang, what is going on? Is my dad's asthma really cured?"

Wang Dachun nodded, "Well, your dad has a lot of phlegm accumulated in his bronchial tubes and lungs that cannot be discharged. It contains dirt, bacteria and viruses. Recently, coupled with the stimulation of datura pollen, his asthma has completely broken out.

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"Now that I've got those dirty things out, I'm almost fine. I just need to prescribe some Chinese medicine. Sometimes treating a disease is that simple!"

Wang Dachun looked at Dr. Li with a faint smile and said, "How about it, Dr. Li, are you convinced?"

"Humph, you are just a blind cat who met a dead mouse. It was just a fluke!" Although Dr. Li already believed it in his heart, it was impossible to make him surrender to Wang Dachun.

"Dr. Li, let's go, Feng'er, pay him the consultation fee!" Mao Renjiang directly issued an order to expel the guest. This Dr. Li has no ability. He made such sarcastic remarks that he even doubted whether he was

I hired a fake doctor.

"Ahem, farewell now!" Dr. Li also felt that there was no need to stay. Staying any longer would only be humiliating himself, so he had to leave in despair.

Wang Dachun prescribed a prescription on the spot, "Dr. Mao, follow this prescription and take the medicine. I have written down the usage in detail. If you stick to it for a month, the disease will be cured!"

Mao Renjiang was overjoyed after taking the prescription, "That's great! Mr. Wang is really a miracle doctor. The asthma that Western medicine has been unable to do has been cured! By the way, if other asthma patients follow this prescription, right?

Can it be cured?"

Wang Dachun shook his head, "It depends on the person. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to dialectical treatment. Even asthma has many types. It cannot be generalized, and you must not use medicine casually!"

This is why Wang Dachun is not afraid of the leakage of prescriptions. It is useless if there is no dialectical treatment without prescriptions.

Mao Renjiang nodded repeatedly, "Oh, I understand!" He opened the drawer and took out a bank card and handed it to Wang Dachun: "There are three million here, please accept it, Mr. Wang, it is for you."

remuneration."

Wang Dachun was surprised, "So many? Isn't it two million?"

Mao Renjiang said: "It's two million to cure the disease, and you also helped me solve the feng shui problem and find the traitor. This is not much money."

Wang Dachun didn't show any pretense and collected the card. His principle for medical treatment was that the poor would not charge money, and the rich would not accept money if they insisted on it. These people had plenty of money anyway.

Mao Renjiang looked at the time and said, "Hey, it's getting late. Let's go have dinner. Mr. Wang, you must show your respect!"

A miraculous doctor like Wang Dachun, who also knows Feng Shui physiognomy, must be friends with him. If he gets sick or encounters trouble in the future, he will definitely have something to turn to.

Wang Dachun did not refuse, "Okay, then I'll be more respectful than obey!" After working hard all morning, Wang Dachun's stomach was already growling.

The three of them went downstairs to a restaurant. As soon as they entered the lobby, they heard a sinister voice coming from them, "Hey, it turns out it's Mr. Da Mao and Mr. Xiao Mao. What a coincidence, Mr. Mao, why are you so embarrassed? Hahaha."
Chapter completed!