Mrs. Chi was not much better, her voice was wavy: "If you can regulate Mr. Yan's body, you must be at the level of a master, right?"
When she said this, a bright light suddenly burst out in her eyes, and she raised her voice and ordered: "Butler, where is the butler? Gather everyone quickly."
From this moment on, Lu Xixin is the most distinguished guest of their Chi family. Everyone must put Lu Xixin first and not be negligent in the slightest.
Mrs. Chi made this series of moves very quickly.
In just a blink of an eye, everyone in the Chi family knew that Doctor Lu was a distinguished guest who should not be ignored in the slightest.
A kitchen was also provided for Lu Xixin's exclusive use, and the chef and several helpers were sent there to help.
The room Lu Xixin lived in was also changed, from an ordinary guest room to a small detached house with a garden at the back.
A group of servants also came over to serve Lu Xixin.
The rooms were all rearranged, the four-piece quilt set was replaced with silk, and the vase decorations were replaced with antiques, bright blue and white.
Even the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, which once sold for a high price of 300 million, was found.
Chi Xiangdong was originally watching his wife busy and giving various orders.
Then I saw this chicken bowl cup.
His eyes almost popped out of his head, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing her and dropping the cup.
"What are you doing? How do you take this out?" This is a unique item among treasures, and he can't even bear to touch it.
Chi Xiangdong was really nervous to death.
Mrs. Chi glanced at him and hummed: "When Dr. Lu treats Ping An's weakness, I will give her the chicken bowl cup as a gift."
Chi Xiangdong almost felt distressed: "I can give you money or stocks, why give this?"
This is his treasure.
You can't even buy it with money.
Mrs. Chi spoke firmly: "This is how we can express our sincerity."
Looking at the chicken bowl cup.
For a moment, Chi Xiangdong didn't want Lu Xixin to cure his son.
Lu Xixin stayed at Chi's house for five days, and Chi Ping'an also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The speed was so fast that even Mrs. Chi, her own mother, raised eyebrows.
I would surround my son almost all day long and ask him from time to time: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Will there be any side effects if it heals so quickly?
Mrs. Chi really wanted to take her son to the hospital for a checkup, but she hesitated because she was worried that Lu Xixin would be unhappy.
Such an incident has happened before. If it happens again, no matter how good-tempered you are, you will get angry.
Mrs. Chi did not dare to take risks.
"No." Chi Ping'an shook his head, and then jumped a few times in novelty.
This was the first time he felt as light as a swallow.
It turns out that the body can still be so light.
For the past 18 years, every moment of every day, he had been carrying a heavy body. His back seemed to weigh more than a thousand kilograms, and he was out of breath after taking just a few steps.
Seeing my son jumping and running, I occasionally pinched my arms and legs out of curiosity.
Mrs. Chi tilted her head, feeling extremely astringent.
She stroked the corners of her eyes and her expression softened: "Would you like to go for a walk outside? I asked Doctor Lu and he said it's okay."
"Is it really okay?"
Chi Pingan's eyes lit up.
He was just like a child, eager to look at the outside world, his eyes full of curiosity.
Mrs. Chi nodded: "Of course."
Chi Pingan went for a run outside, while Mrs. Chi looked on with a smile from behind.
I met Dr. Zeng walking on the road.
Seeing Chi Ping'an running around in the yard, he was so shocked that his tongue was stiff.
Stuttering: "You, why did you go out?"
"Surprised." Chi Ping'an jumped over, looking like a boy of his age, full of energy and mischievousness, and no longer as sullen as before.
"Doctor Zeng." Mrs. Chi came over and explained with a smile: "Doctor Lu has been recuperating Ping An's health. He is much better now."
Hearing this, Doctor Zeng frowned subconsciously.
Doctor Lu? That young girl? Isn’t this nonsense? That girl hasn’t even graduated yet.
Dr. Zeng wanted to say a few words, but he swallowed the words as they reached his lips.
After all, the other party is also a doctor invited by the master, so it's not good for him to talk behind his back.
The old doctor sat on the stone bench and stretched out his hand to signal Chi Pingan to come over so that he could feel for his pulse.
Don't let that little girl treat her indiscriminately, or she'll be in trouble if her condition becomes serious.
He needs to adjust it.
Chi Pingan came over obediently and sat on the stone bench on the other side.
Dr. Zeng placed his index and middle fingers on the young man's wrist and carefully felt the pulse.
"Huh?" Dr. Zeng frowned and motioned to Chi Ping'an to switch to his other hand so that he could cut again.
Mrs. Chi stood aside and saw that Dr. Zeng looked wrong, a little nervous, and her heart was extremely tense.
"Doctor, is he okay?" She asked cautiously.
Doctor Zeng ignored it and directly felt the pulse of the boy's hand.
This time, the expression on his face was even more surprised, and in the end he couldn't control it at all.
"How is this possible?" He stood up and looked at Chi Pingan carefully and repeatedly, "It's impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible."
He frowned: "No, you have to go to the hospital now, right away."
Mrs. Chi was so frightened by Doctor Zeng's words that she almost cried: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Ping An?"
Dr. Zeng nodded solemnly: "Well, it's wrong, it's too wrong, it's very wrong!"
Mrs. Chi almost fell down and managed to hold on by holding on to the stone table with both hands: "What's wrong?"
Dr. Zeng: “He is so healthy!”
Mrs. Chi: "..."
If it weren't for your age, I would really want to spit in your face, not in such a threatening way.
Chi Pingan was also speechless and helped his mother up: "You scared my mother."
After tightening and relaxing, Mrs. Chi took a deep breath and relaxed completely. At this moment, her whole body felt weak and she couldn't even sit still.
Sitting on the stone stool, I had to lean on Chi Pingan.
Dr. Zeng really didn't think much about it. Seeing Mrs. Chi's condition, he realized that what he just said was too scary.
He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too surprised."
"However." He changed his tone, "I still have to go to the hospital for a detailed examination."
Mrs. Chi also wanted to go, but she was worried about Lu Xixin, so she hesitated and asked Dr. Zeng: "You just felt Ping An's pulse. Is he really okay?"
Dr. Zeng: "I'm not sure. It's best to go to the hospital. Check carefully, do a CT scan, and take a photo." This is a habit developed in the provincial hospital. Without seeing the test list, one will not easily draw conclusions.
Times have changed, and Chinese medicine must also keep pace with the times. If it can be solved with technology, don’t make blind guesses.
Mrs. Chi thought for a while and nodded: "Then go and check it out tomorrow. Make an appointment first today."
Doctor Zeng thought that the provincial hospital was overcrowded and nodded. He really needed to make an appointment in advance.
In fact, Mrs. Chi's words were an excuse.
For people like them, there is no need to make reservations and queue up. They have dedicated service.
But Dr. Zeng didn’t understand this.
But Dr. Zeng didn’t understand, but Chi Pingan understood.
After returning to the house, Chi Pingan asked: "Mom, don't you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Mrs. Chi shook her head: "You have to ask Doctor Lu what he meant." There is no way he could bypass the doctor and conduct a private inspection. It is disrespectful and unprofessional.