"My father has chronic bronchitis for decades." Mr. Jia said on the other end of the phone. "It was caused when he was young. It's very serious. I've seen Western medicine and Chinese medicine. I've seen a lot of them, but they can't afford it."
What effect does it have? Every autumn and winter, the elderly feel very uncomfortable. I have taken many kinds of medicines, but they can only provide relief, and sometimes they cannot even relieve the pain."
What Mr. Jia said next was almost legendary, and when he said this, his excitement could still be heard clearly through the microphone, "After receiving your vermicelli, I didn't take it seriously at first, but I made it at home once in the evening.
After that, my father told me the next morning that his throat was very light."
"I still don't take it seriously," Mr. Jia said, "because the ingredients you asked for, Third Brother, have some nourishing effects. I still know this."
"But I still made another meal of vermicelli at noon, and again in the evening." On the other end, Master Ji seemed to be really excited:
"My father was suffering from a severe cough in the past few days. He had to take medicine twice a day and sometimes had to go to the hospital for infusion. Normally, this situation would last for at least ten days, but he ate the third meal of vermicelli.
After that, the old man refused to listen to my advice and stubbornly refused to take any more medicine that night, nor did he take it the next morning."
"After that, I didn't eat anything in the morning or evening."
"This is already the fourth day. In the past few days, except for coughing very badly in the early morning, my father basically doesn't cough at other times. Moreover," Mr. Jia's tone seemed calm at this time,
But if you listen carefully, you can hear an obvious tremor. "My father also told me that he hoped to cough as hard as possible in the early morning. Every time he coughed, the old man's body seemed to feel lighter."
"Third brother, you don't know, these past few days have been the most anxious and exciting days for me. I've been waiting and watching again in a few days."
Xu Guangling was a little stunned when he heard this.
Not high blood pressure?
Does this vermicelli have any effect on the lungs and trachea, or respiratory tract? The two old men never mentioned it. Thinking of this, the next moment, Xu Guangling suddenly realized. This "small" problem, to the two old men,
It's never been a problem.
Needless to say, Mr. Chen is also a "grand master" of his generation. Before his whole body's Qi and blood are completely weakened to a certain level, it is impossible for any major or minor illness to invade his body. Maybe in a few decades, the old man will no longer have the disease.
The concept of "sickness".
I guess even the elderly may not know what hospitals look like now.
Not to mention Mr. Zhang. Although he is not a "grandmaster" but only an "extraordinary", in this aspect alone, perhaps a hundred Mr. Chen cannot compare to one of him.
As the "number one miracle doctor in a thousand years", as a "big master" in medical skills, especially as a returnee of thousands of people in the field of nursing, perhaps, for this old man, in his eyes now, he only thinks of "hypertension"
"It can be considered a disease.
And it has to be the kind of cumulative high blood pressure.
All other diseases should only exist on a purely knowledge level for the elderly and will not be within the scope of their attention and concern.
Does this vermicelli have a nourishing effect on the body?
There must be some.
Because the three raw materials, whether they are ginseng, wild yam, or sweet potato, have a nourishing effect on the body, and as their three-in-one finished product, it is absolutely true that this vermicelli has no nourishing effect.
Impossible.
But the old man didn't say a word.
Does this vermicelli have an effect on the lungs and respiratory tract?
The old man still didn't say a word.
The only thing the old man mentioned was that this product has an effect on high blood pressure, and it seems that the effect is not very big. Of course, from the old man's point of view, even if it only has a little anti-hypertensive effect, it is of extremely great significance.
.
While Xu Guangling was thinking about this, Mr. Jia's words still came from the microphone, along with his excitement, "Third brother, you don't know, these days are the most cheerful days in autumn and winter every year for my father for decades.
In the past few days, looking at him, he seems to be several years younger. Lao San, you don’t know, I almost want to cry.”
Xu Guangling was silent.
As a child...
Be a woman!
"My father has been very happy these past few days, very happy. He has been telling me about this vermicelli and you all day long, and that you are my best friend." Mr. Jia said, "Lao San, just because of this vermicelli,
You are my lifelong benefactor!"
"Benefactors are not allowed among friends. Once you become a benefactor, you no longer have to be friends." Xu Guangling said lightly, "So forget about being a benefactor, I still want you as a friend. As for
Regarding uncle, we have to wait and see, I don’t know the effect of this vermicelli on bronchitis."
Xu Guangling said truthfully, "You have to pay close attention to my uncle's condition and don't take it lightly. However, it is certain that this vermicelli has a certain effect on the body, and basically, there should be no negative effects. So, if you still want it,
, it’s very simple, just work as before. Brother Silly, shall I tell him?”
"You don't need to tell me, he's going to call you too." Mr. Jia said this nonsense, and then hung up the phone.
Just a few seconds after hanging up, Xu Guangling's phone rang again. This time the caller was not Mr. Jia, but Dasha. Xu Guangling shook his head and answered: "Brother Silly, you and Mr. Jia are calling."
Already married? When did it happen? Why didn't you invite me to the wedding banquet?"
"Bullshit! I'm a pure man, not gay." DaSi laughed and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense, third brother. You are a vermicelli. Isn't it troublesome to make it?"
"It's very troublesome." Xu Guangling said.
"Tch, please do it again!" The other person was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Lao San, does this vermicelli of yours have the effect of lowering blood pressure?"
This is true.
And Xu Guangling only knew this!
"Yes." Xu Guangling answered with absolute certainty this time, "Why, silly brother, do you have high blood pressure? Then you have a sister-in-law, so take it easy when you are intimate with her, in case you have a stroke..."
"Go to hell!" Dasha was in a very good mood and was not affected in the slightest. His tone was very brisk, "I am in very good health, um, but I do have a little high blood pressure. Normally it is 138 to 1
About one hundred and forty-five, but there’s nothing we can do about it, it’s passed down from our ancestors.”
"But my old man is not like that. Normally he is 167, but sometimes it can reach 180, which is very worrying." Dasha's tone became solemn at this time, "I have to take high blood pressure medicine all year round, and my blood pressure is also very low."
Basically, it must be measured once every two or three days. The old man felt dizzy when he was sleeping the day before yesterday, and thought his blood pressure was high again, but when he was measured, the high pressure was only 118!"
"At that time, I thought that the measurement was wrong, and I even thought that the blood pressure monitor was broken. I measured it several times and the number was almost the same. I went to the hospital early the next morning, and it was to the city hospital. Lao San, guess what, one hundred
Forty-two!”
"The doctor said, sir, your blood pressure is a bit high, so you should pay more attention to it."
"But when we left the hospital, the old man and I were both very happy. It was more than 140! This is a bit high for other people, but for my old man, it is already too low!"
"The old man felt dizzy the night before yesterday, not because his blood pressure was high, but because his blood pressure was low!"
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Thank you for the monthly tickets of "There is no No. 2 bus on the eighth floor". (To be continued.)