"Brother Xiaoping, don't cause trouble here. If Zhou Lang had not had any medical skills, I wouldn't have brought him back to see my mother. In fact, the leg of the old general Qin was cured by Zhou Lang. His medical skills,
Very clever, there is no doubt about this, don't do bad things here."
Ye Qingcheng hurriedly said that she was a little worried that Wang Xiaoping would always be flirting with Zhou Lang like this, and Zhou Lang would be angry. If Zhou Lang left, her mother's illness would be in danger.
"Elder Qin, which old general Qin?" Wang Xiaoping asked subconsciously.
"In China, how many people are respected as the Old General Qin?"
Ye Qingcheng said unhappyly that Wang Xiaoping had taken care of her mother for several years. She was indeed grateful, but now Wang Xiaoping clearly couldn't get along with Zhou Lang, and this was not what she wanted to see.
"This...how is this possible? I used to see the veteran general in a wheelchair on TV. Now he walks with great brilliance. Is this really he cured?"
Wang Xiaoping was frightened. The old general Qin was the most famous soldier in China. Every move of the old general Qin would attract the attention of the world. The improvement of the old general Qin's health is also a blessing for the Chinese. Many people know Qin.
There was news that the old general's legs were recovered, but few people knew that it was Zhou Lang who cured the old general Qin's legs.
"This is a true thing." Ye Qingcheng said affirmatively.
"Mr. Zhou... Those who don't know are not guilty... I am a stinky person. Please don't be surprised and help my aunt see her illness..."
After being shocked, Wang Xiaoping made a big turn of 180 degrees.
"Qingcheng and I came to see my aunt for treatment." Zhou Lang smiled slightly and did not bother with Wang Xiaoping.
"Auntie, you lie down first, I'll take your pulse first." Zhou Lang walked to the edge of the hospital bed and Ouyang Yu said.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm here to help you."
Ouyang Yu said politely that the old general Qin wanted to invite Zhou Lang to see a doctor. Of course she knew that Zhou Lang was not an ordinary person. She had hope of living again. She was still young and of course she didn't want to die. Besides, Ye Qingcheng and her son
Ye Hu has not even got married, so she can't rest assured.
"Auntie, just call me Zhou Lang."
Zhou Lang gently placed a finger on Ouyang Yu's pulse and began to pick up his pulse.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes questions, hearing, hoping, and treating the disease. He only understands Ouyang Yu's condition through "looking". In order to make Ouyang Yu feel at ease, he does not think that he is a joke to take the pulse when he sees a doctor. In fact,
He didn't need this to treat his illness at all. He had long been confident about Ouyang Yu's condition.
"Auntie should have been cold since she was a child. She felt chills all over when she was about eight years old and had joint pain. After she was sixteen years old, she developed abdominal pain, which became more and more serious as time went by."
After taking the vein, Zhou Lang said.
"Zhou Lang, you are really amazing, you are right."
Ouyang Yu sighed. She had suspected that Zhou Lang was saying so much that Ye Qingcheng told Zhou Lang about her, but she thought instead that she had experienced it since she was a child that she had a cold from the rainy days at the age of eight.
I have never told Ye Qingcheng that Zhou Lang really diagnosed her physical problems.
Wang Xiaoping also felt that Zhou Lang's medical skills were amazing, and thought that fortunately he didn't hit Zhou Lang just now, otherwise Zhou Lang would have slapped his butt and left.
"Auntie, the root of your disease is that the cold in your body is too strong. I will use internal force to help you push out the cold in your meridians, and your disease will be cured by two-thirds."
Zhou Lang said to Ye Qingcheng: "You can help your mother up first and sit on the bed."
"good."
Ye Qingcheng hurriedly went to help her mother.
"You...what are you doing?"
But at this moment, the sound of high heels sounded outside the ward, and then a woman in a white coat who was in her early thirties and curly hair walked in. She asked in surprise first, then she became stern and said, "Ouyang
Madam, you are treating me in our hospital, why do you still find a wild doctor outside to treat you? If something goes wrong, who will bear the responsibility?"
"Director Zhang..." Ouyang Yu was said a few times by this woman, but she didn't know how to answer, because according to the hospital's regulations, since she was hospitalized in the hospital, she naturally could not be treated casually by doctors who were not from this hospital.
"Of course I will take it?"
Zhou Lang glanced at the woman who came in and said indifferently, Dean Zhang said that he was right, but he decided to treat Ouyang Yu now. After all, Ouyang Yu was terminally ill, so he would get rid of the pain as soon as possible.
Can go home early.
"Who are you? What qualifications are you to say?"
President Zhang, who was in his early thirties, said angrily: "You are not a doctor in our hospital. If you insist on treating Ms. Ouyang, I can only ask the security guard to let you leave."
"I am also a doctor. You can't cure Aunt Ouyang's disease at all, but I am so I am qualified to treat Aunt Ouyang." Zhou Lang said: "Of course, I can understand your mood and what you said, but I don't worry, I will treat it.
If you don’t need medicine for the disease, even if Aunt Ouyang cannot be cured, it will not have any side effects on her.”
"I am Zhang Fen, the director of this hospital. I don't allow you to do whatever you want here." President Zhang said: "Now you leave immediately, otherwise I can only ask the security guard to invite you out."
"Director Zhang, I understand your mood, but this time I really offended it." Zhou Lang suddenly took action and pointed it on Dean Zhang Fen.
Dean Zhang Fen suddenly couldn't speak, his body could not move, and only his eyes could turn.
"What's wrong with him...?"
Wang Xiaoping felt very strange when he saw Dean Zhang who had been chattering before, suddenly stood still and didn't speak.
"She was lit by me and could not move or speak for an hour. I can hurry up and treat my aunt."
Zhou Lang asked Ye Qingcheng to support Ouyang Yu and sit down, then sat upright behind Ouyang Yu, and pressed his hands on Ouyang Yu's back.
Zhou Lang was full of true energy, and his true energy entered Ouyang Yu's body to diagnose the pulse.
In less than half a minute, Ouyang Yu, who was originally frowning, stretched out because Zhou Lang felt that her veins and limbs were warm and very comfortable.
Ye Qingcheng noticed his mother's expression and breathed a sigh of relief.
Dean Zhang Fen glared at Zhou Lang, but he couldn't move or speak. The only thing he could move was the pair of eyes.
More than twenty minutes later, Zhou Lang stopped and stood up.
"Zhou Lang, how is my mother's illness?" Ye Qingcheng asked hurriedly.
"It's no longer a problem." Zhou Lang smiled and said to Ouyang Yu: "Auntie, now you can get out of bed and have a walk."
"You can get out of bed so soon. I said before that I have been much better in order to lie to you. In fact, I felt like a knife was cutting my hands when I walked." Although Ouyang Yu felt much more comfortable, she still didn't believe Zhou Lang's words.
However, it has been treated for decades and it has been spent a lot of money but it has not been cured. Zhou Lang was cured in half an hour.
"Auntie, you might as well give it a try." Zhou Lang said confidently.