Although he was confused, Qiao Binkai didn't ask any questions and hurriedly arranged the car. After all, Wang Xu was the only one present and he should have his reasons.
Qiao Binkai's Qiao Family owned an amusement park. A few people drove all the way to the amusement park. Even though it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, the amusement park had long been closed. However, Qiao Binkai made a phone call to the amusement park management.
Staff were already waiting at the door early.
The car drove into the amusement park and stopped at the big turntable. Wang Xu and Luo Chenghai helped the unconscious Ray-Ban out of the car, and ordered people to fix the Ray-Ban on the big turntable. Then they touched their chests with one hand and took out
A shining golden needle.
After taking out the golden needle, Wang Xu stabbed Lei Ban's body and twisted it gently. Lei Ban, who had been knocked unconscious by him, suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he began to struggle violently and cursed again.
After waking up Ray-Ban, Zhang Ran ordered Qiao Binkai to open the big turntable and increase the speed to make the big turntable rotate quickly.
As the large turntable continued to rotate, the Ray-Ban fixed on it couldn't help shouting, and then gradually became silent, and began to vomit violently, vomiting out a lot of green and yellow liquid, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
Dissipated in the wind.
The big turntable continued to rotate for more than 20 minutes. Suddenly, Ray-Ban, who was fixed on it, let out a weak cry: "Put me down quickly, I can't stand it anymore, what are you doing?"
Hearing Ray-Ban's shouts, Luo Chenghai, Qiao Binkai and others who were watching from the side looked at each other, their eyes full of shock. Listening to Ray-Ban's voice at this time, it was obvious that he had returned to normal.
"Stop, let him down." Wang Xu also said at this time.
Hearing this, Qiao Binkai ordered the management to stop the big turntable and put down Ray-Ban. After putting down Ray-Ban, Ray-Ban vomited violently again, and then looked at Wang Xu and others weakly, with puzzled eyes.
: "Brothers, even if I drink too much, you don't have to torment me like this."
"Tsk! Okay, that's great." Luo Chenghai circled around Ray-Ban, exclaiming in surprise. Qiao Binkai, Jiang Tao and others also marveled.
"Doctor Wang, Brother Wang, I have learned a lot now. This method can actually cure diseases." After confirming that Lei Ban was completely cured, Luo Chenghai pulled Wang Xu again and said with emotion.
"Yeah, I've never heard of this method." Qiao Binkai also lamented. In their understanding, treating diseases is nothing more than injections and medicine, or at the worst, acupuncture or something. But they don't treat diseases like Wang Xu.
I've said I've seen it, but I've never even heard of it.
At this time, Lei Pen also heard what happened from several people. He learned that he accidentally fell down and went crazy, but was cured by Wang Xu. He hurriedly thanked Wang Xu.
In response to the compliments from Qiao Binkai and others, Wang Xu smiled slightly and briefly explained that in fact, he only used the methods of the ancients. In layman's terms, they are sweating, vomiting, and frightening.
Ray-Ban drank a lot. Although he was not completely drunk, he was almost drunk. The alcohol content in his body was very high at that time. As we all know, drinking alcohol can easily make people paralyzed and slow down, and it will have a certain impact on people's mental state.
Later, Ray-Ban suddenly fell down again. Because he fell suddenly, he was frightened to a certain extent. Later, the impact of the fall and collision caused him to suddenly go crazy.
Conventional treatment methods for this kind of madness are not very effective. If you send them to the hospital, they can only inject a sedative first, then gastric lavage, and use drugs to calm the nerves and calm the qi to stabilize the mind. With good luck, it is possible to be cured, but not with good luck.
Well, it's possible to become a psychopath.
It was precisely because he understood the truth that Wang Xu thought of another method at that time. He used the turntable method to make Ray-Ban vomit out the alcohol in his stomach during violent rotation. At the same time, the rapid rotation also stimulated Ray-Ban's nerves, making him
The body's sweat evaporated, and the three-pronged approach finally allowed Ray-Ban to recover.
"Master Wang, thank you so much for this time. I won't thank you for your kindness. If you find anything useful in the future, just ask me at Ray-Ban's place." After hearing Wang Xu's explanation, Ray-Ban said to Wang Xu sincerely again.
Wang Xu waved his hand casually and said: "Everyone should be more careful when drinking from now on. That's about right. Try not to overdose, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble."
After hearing the words, several people nodded one after another. Wang Xu didn't care whether they were coping or not. He just said what he should say. Whether they listened or not was none of his business.
Drinking wine, I admit, is really good. A drink can relieve a thousand worries. Drinking in moderation can also enhance blood circulation, which is of great benefit to the body. However, once you drink too much, there are many problems. It is harmful to the liver, intestines, and stomach of the body.
There are no small harms, this is one, and the other is that after being drunk, most people talk crazy, lose control of their limbs, are embarrassed, and are prone to make many immeasurable mistakes.
After the Ray-Ban accident, several people were no longer interested in playing anymore. After coming out of the amusement park, a group of people went their separate ways. Qiao Binkai and Wang Xu returned to the villa together.
The next morning, Wang Xu and Qiao Binkai had just finished breakfast when Luo Chenghai drove over. He knew that Wang Xu lived at Qiao Binkai's house and came to pick up Wang Xu.
After returning home last night, Luo Tongquan told the old man that Wang Xu had come to Zhongjiang. The old man immediately said that he would let them take Wang Xu home today and he would treat him well.
The Luo family is a native of Zhongjiang. They have their own house in Zhongjiang. It is an old-fashioned house. When Wang Xu and Luo Chenghai entered the gate, they saw Mr. Luo enjoying the cool under the shade of the trees in the yard.
Although Mr. Luo is over seventy years old this year, he is still in good health. He is sitting on a lounge chair under the shade of a tree, holding a small purple clay teapot in one hand and a book in the other hand.
Enjoyed watching it.
"Grandpa, Doctor Wang is here." Luo Chenghai led Wang Xu to Luo Hanxiang and said aloud.
When Luo Hanxiang heard that Wang Xu was coming, he hurriedly put down the book in his hand, stood up, greeted Wang Xu with a smile, and at the same time told Luo Chenghai to get a stool and bring tea and water.
"You kid, you left in a hurry last time, but you made it easy for my old man to find you." After the two sat down, Luo Hanxiang complained unhappily. Although it was a complaint, there was a hint of appreciation in his tone.
When Luo Hanxiang retired, he was already a ministerial-level official in Kyoto, with a high position. The number of doctors who treated him ranged from 1,000 to 800. All of them were frightened and fawning, but people like Wang Xu wrote prescriptions and ignored them.
It is really rare for people not to ask and not even come for follow-up consultation.
Young people are not arrogant or impetuous, and are not afraid of power. This is what Luo Hanxiang admires most about Wang Xu. If it were simply because Wang Xu cured his disease, he would not invite Wang Xu to his home again and again, and ordered Luo Tongquan to
Taking care of Wang Xu can be regarded as giving him great face.
"If I had known you were complaining all the time, I really shouldn't have come." Wang Xu replied with a smile, not feeling any restraint because of Luo Hanxiang's identity.
The two chatted for a while, and Luo Tongquan suddenly asked: "I heard from Xiaohai that you plan to open a clinic in Zhongjiang. Have you thought of a name? Do you want me to write you a few words?"
Hearing Luo Hanxiang's words, Luo Chenghai's eyes widened as he stood waiting on the side. Although his grandfather's calligraphy was not considered a masterpiece, it was not something ordinary people could ask for. He never thought that he would take the initiative to ask for Wang's calligraphy.
Xu's small clinic writing.
It can be predicted that with Luo Hanxiang's name, few people in Wang Xu's clinic in Zhongjiang will dare to cause trouble at will. Luo Hanxiang's face, even Han Guanglin, the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, will not dare to brush aside Luo Hanxiang's face.
"I can't help but wish for Mr. Luo to write an inscription." Wang Xu said hurriedly. Even though he was careless, he knew that this was Mr. Luo's intention to help him.
Luo Hanxiang did what he said, and immediately ordered Luo Chenghai to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone. When everything was ready, he asked Wang Xu the name of the clinic, pondered for a while and started to write. After a while, the three words "Fu Sheng Tang" came out.
Jumping onto the paper.
Luo Hanxiang's calligraphy belongs to the kind of regular calligraphy, but the strokes are vigorous and powerful, just like his person, full of vitality.
"Fushengtang!" After writing these three words, Luo Hanxiang looked at it carefully for a while and praised it: "It is a good name to benefit all living beings."
After giving the thumbs up, Luo Hanxiang still felt a little unfinished. He turned around and asked Wang Xu again: "Are you planning to write any more couplets at the door? I'll write them for you by the way."
"Couplet!" Wang Xu pondered for a moment and then said, "Just write 'I would rather put medicine on the shelf to make dust than let the world get sick'."
"I would rather put the medicine on the shelf to create dust than make the world sick." Luo Hanxiang repeated in a low voice, and then praised again: "Good pairing, good medical skills, and good medical style." After that, he picked up the pen and started writing again.