"Mr. Chang, you must have watched too many palace dramas. I am so busy, how can I have time to investigate your messy things. As I just said, I am not treating you because you are the general manager of Chang's Pharmacy.
, but for the sake of the fact that Chang Lao and I hit it off right away, otherwise even if you were standing in front of me with the Seven Star Grass now, if I don't treat it, I won't treat it, and no one can change my mind."
"So... it would be better for Mr. Chang to put aside his usual caution and suspicion. I have no interest in your Chang Family Pharmacy."
Yang Chen raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Then how did you know? No one else knows about this except my father!"
Chang Yuan frowned, stared at Yang Chen with his eyes, and said in a low voice.
Because this matter is extremely secretive, almost no one knows about it. Even when seeking medical treatment in the Chinese medicine community, Chang Yuan will deliberately conceal this matter.
As a man, it is indeed a disgraceful thing to have your lower body damaged, and it was caused by jealousy when you were young.
Moreover, if this matter spreads out, it will be a shame for him, Chang Yuan, and even the entire Chang family.
This is also the reason why Chang Yuan came to Qingshan Village instead of inviting Yang Chen to the Chang family in Donghai City. The purpose was to hide it from others, and the fewer people knew about it, the better.
after all……
If there is a problem with his reputation, it will be the Chang family's status in the Chinese medicine community that is shaken. At that time, the forces that are usually eager to annex and suppress the Chang's Pharmacy will take the opportunity to take action.
In addition, Chang Yuan still has selfish motives.
As the only heir of the Chang family, if there are no heirs, Chang Wanting may be the helmsman of the Chang family in the future.
This is what Chang Yuan doesn't want to see.
"Isn't it good to watch, hear, ask and play?"
Yang Chen said, stood up, lit a cigarette, blew out the smoke ring, and then said, "Mr. Chang, for the sake of Qixingcao and Chang Lao, I don't care what you think, I can help you cure you
It only takes two courses of treatment, that is, half a month, to clear your vas deferens and repair your damaged perineum points, ensuring that you will carry a fat boy this time next year. But if you don’t believe it, then you can do it now
You can go."
Seeing Yang Chen turn around and sit on the edge of the kang, holding pots of tea on the fire and drinking leisurely, Chang Yuan's face was solemn, and his eyes never left the young man in front of him.
He is also from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners.
Being able to use the pulse-cutting technique to know the previous injury on his lower body is enough to prove that Yang Chen has used the pulse-cutting technique to the extreme, even more proficient than the modern medical sage Bian Nian. Chang Yuan believes that he can find the cause of the disease in a short time.
Yang Chen definitely has a cure.
"Doctor Yang, since you have already seen it, I won't hide it anymore."
"Yes, ten years ago, I was jealous and ignorant, and accidentally injured my vagina. After the injury, I secretly went abroad and found the most authoritative doctor to help me deal with it. Now there are no problems with all functions, except for the infertility.
My wife and I also visited famous doctors at home and abroad many times, but the results were not good."
"If Divine Doctor Yang has a cure, I would be very grateful to Chang Yuan!"
Chang Yuan slowly stood up and walked forward, raised his hands and clasped his fists, hesitated to speak, and finally lowered his voice and said: "But before the treatment, can you agree to a small request of mine?"
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your affairs. I won't go around gossiping. Besides, I still have professional ethics as a doctor. As long as you don't go out and gossip, I have no interest or time to spread rumors about you."
Yang Chen could see Chang Yuan's thoughts at a glance, flicking the cigarette ashes and laughing.
"If that's the case, then let's trouble the master doctor Yang."
Chang Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flashing with determination.
"OK!"
Yang Chen nodded, jumped down from the edge of the kang, flicked the fingers of his right hand and threw the cigarette butt into the stove, and then clapped his hands: "Go back and get another menstrual grass, add Polygonum multiflorum and Nux vomica
, boil the Angelica sinensis and soak it in the perineum point for half an hour every day. Come to me again after a week, and remember to be patient and not have sex these days."
"That's it?"
When Chang Yuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.
"I won't leave Mr. Chang to eat. Please help me take good care of Mr. Chang and urge for donations. I've already found a place to build the school."
Yang Chen immediately issued an order to expel the guests.
"Farewell!"
Chang Yuan didn't hesitate, secretly wrote down the recipe Yang Chen said, clasped his fists, turned around and left the upper room, heading out of the yard with the bodyguards.
"Boss Chang, I have to eat and leave anyway. I'm almost healed."
"Uncle, please keep Boss Chang here."
Hearing the commotion in the upper room, Jin Mei, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen and shouted quickly.
"Mom, Mr. Chang is busy with everything, let's talk about next time."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
Chang Yuan turned around, nodded politely towards Jin Mei, got into the Maybach and walked away.
Looking at the luxury car going away, Yang Chen just turned around and entered the yard, when he met Li Xiaoran who was controlling the wheelchair and came over: "You didn't leave anyone to eat, right?"
"My wife is just smart, you can see it all."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"Don't let people think our home is not hospitable."
Li Xiaoran said with a slight complaint.
"Hospitality depends on who is right. For people like this...the more hospitable you are, the more people will look down on you and you will not be able to show your respect."
"Okay, no more talking, I'm hungry, let's eat."
Yang Chen changed the subject and pushed Li Xiaoran into the courtyard and towards the kitchen: "Dad, take out the bottle of Maotai I bought you last time and finish it tonight!"
…
The two of them drank a pound of liquor, and Yang Chen actually got drunk.
Early the next morning, while he was still lying on the kang, sleeping soundly with his arms spread out, a violent noise came from the closed west wing.
"Bang!"
As the door of the west wing was knocked open, Li Xiaoran controlled the wheelchair, with a look of panic and grievance on his face, tears falling down his big beautiful eyes, and his voice was very choked: "Yang... Yang Chen, get up quickly, something happened.
The chicken farm...something happened to the chicken farm!"
Yang Chen, who was having a sweet dream, was so frightened by this sound that he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock.
When he saw Li Xiaoran on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief and said blankly: "What happened? Why are you crying?"
While talking, he jumped off the kang.
"Chickens...chickens...chickens are all...all dead!"
Li Xiaoran bit her red lips, clenched the armrests tightly with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes, and shouted softly.
Damn it!
When Yang Chen heard the news, he was stunned on the spot. Immediately, a thought flashed in his mind. He quickly grabbed his clothes and walked out: "Honey, don't be anxious. Take your time. I'll go over and see if it's avian flu."