Qiu Tongren's technique was really sophisticated, and he quickly diagnosed Mr. Sun's illness through his pulse.

Swish, swish, swish!

He quickly wrote out a prescription, handed it to Sun Tiangui and said, "Go and buy these Chinese medicinal materials, fry them now, take 300 ml of juice, and don't want the dregs."

Sun Tiangui immediately followed suit.

There was a Chinese herbal medicine shop not far from Sun's house, and Sun Tiangui quickly bought the medicinal materials.

Fry well.

A bowl of dark Chinese medicinal decoction was brought up.

Qiu Tongren said confidently: "As long as you drink this bowl of medicine, Mr. Sun will be cured of his illness immediately."

Sun Tiangui was convinced.

But when he was about to give the old man medicine, he suddenly ran into trouble.

"Doctor Qiu, my dad is vomiting after drinking it, and he can't feed the soup at all!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Qiu Tongren frowned and took the spoon to give Mr. Sun the medicine. As expected, he spit it out as soon as it was put into his mouth.

"Mr. Sun, you must drink this medicine. How can your illness be cured if you don't drink the medicine?" Qiu Tongren said seriously.

Mr. Sun just can't muster the strength right now. If he could muster the strength, he would definitely raise his hand and give Qiu Tongren a slap in the face.

Drink your sister's drink, do you think I don't want to drink it? My body really doesn't allow it!

He can't even drink water now, and Qiu Tongren keeps asking him to take medicine. Isn't this funny?

Seeing that Mr. Sun still refused to take the medicine, Qiu Tongren also started to grumble in his heart.

This can't go on like this. My reputation as the 'Holy Hand of One Potion for Treating Illness' cannot be ruined like this.

Qiu Tongren frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly thought of a way and said, "Let me massage Mr. Sun's belly to straighten out the qi mechanism, and maybe he can drink the medicine."

With that said, Qiu Tongren used his professional Chinese massage techniques to rub Mr. Sun's belly.

"Ouch~ Where the hell are you pressing!"

Mr. Sun couldn't exert any strength at first, but Qiu Tongren pressed him like this. He jumped up from the bed in pain and slapped him in the face.

Qiu Tongren was stunned instantly.

Sun Tiangui hurriedly apologized and said, "Doctor Qiu, my dad didn't do it on purpose. It must have been an instinctive reaction because he was in too much pain."

It was impossible for Tongren Qiu to get angry with a patient, so he could only swallow the suffocation and feel depressed in his heart.

If I don’t drink this medicine and I don’t allow massage, how can I cure this disease?

Is it really going to capsize in the gutter today?

"That's it?"

At this time, Lu Yun, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said sarcastically: "I saw you looking awesome and coaxing, so I thought you were so great, but it turns out you are just a loser."

A waste...

Qiu Tongren's mouth twitched sharply, turned his head and glared at Lu Yun fiercely: "You uneducated thing, which hospital are you a doctor from?"

He just had no way to vent his pent-up anger, and Lu Yun just happened to bump into the muzzle of the gun, so it became an outlet for him.

As long as Lu Yun dares to tell which hospital he is in, Qiu Tongren can use his influence in Jiangcheng's traditional Chinese medicine community to destroy Lu Yun's job.

However.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clear slap in the face.

Snapped!

Qiu Tongren stumbled out suddenly and said angrily: "Master Sun, what do you mean?"

The person who took action was none other than Sun Tianlei.

He had long been unhappy with Qiu Tongren. If Lu Yun hadn't asked him to be patient for a while longer, how could he have let Qiu Tongren stay until now.

Sun Tianlei said with a cold face: "If you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Lu again, I will slap you again."

"you……"

Qiu Tongren was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Sun Tianlei and cursed: "You are such a weakling. Without me, I will see how your father's disease can be cured!"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Sun Tianlei glanced at Tongren Qiu coldly, then looked at Lu Yun and said respectfully: "Mr. Lu, I leave my father's illness to you."

Lu Yun nodded.

Qiu Tongren couldn't help but sneered loudly: "Hahaha, you expect this thing to cure your father's disease? I think you wish your father would die soon..."

Snapped!

Qiu Tongren was slapped again and fell to the ground.

Some people are just mean-mouthed and feel uncomfortable if they don't smoke.

Qiu Tongren's face was burning with pain, but he did not dare to fight back when facing the tall and powerful Sun Tianlei.

But this time he learned his lesson and stopped making any noise.

And the reason why he didn't leave was because he wanted to see with his own eyes how this boy named Lu healed Mr. Sun to death.

The flies finally stopped buzzing and the scene became quiet.

Lu Yun stared at the old man on the hospital bed for a while. He neither prescribed medicine nor administered an injection. Instead, he suddenly asked Sun Tianlei a question: "What are your father's usual hobbies?"

Like?

Sun Tianlei was stunned for a moment: "What kind of preferences is Mr. Lu referring to?"

“Anything like antiques, calligraphy and painting is fine.”

"My dad likes to collect antique porcelain. He has several blue and white porcelains from the Yuan Dynasty in his study."

"Bring them all over!"

Sun Tianlei didn't know what Lu Yun wanted to do, but he still followed his instructions and brought the blue and white porcelain.

Qiu Tongren stood aside and sneered, wanting to see what this kid named Lu was up to.

"Mr. Sun, these blue and white porcelains are in good condition. It must have taken you a lot of effort to collect them!"

Lu Yun took the blue and white porcelain and waved it in front of Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Lu, what do you mean?"

If it were normal times, he would be very happy to talk about antique porcelain with Lu Yun, but now that half of his life is almost gone, who would be in such a mood!

I don’t know what Lu Yun was thinking.

Brothers Sun Tianlei and Sun Tiangui also looked confused.

Qiu Tongren snorted coldly: "Inexplicable!"

At this time, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Lu Yun's mouth and he said:

"Mr. Sun, your hobby is collecting antique porcelain, but I am just the opposite. I like breaking antiques."
Chapter completed!