Xiao Qing's confident look really gave Zhang Qilong a feeling that this young man might actually have a lot of skills.
In the entire old city, few people dared to fool people in front of him, because what Zhang Qilong disliked the most was talking about trains.
Those smooth-talking and glib little gangsters would not even dare to let out a fart in front of civet cats.
"I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, so I only need to check your pulse to know your condition. After I finish the examination, it is your choice whether you believe me or not."
Hearing this, Zhang Qilong nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, then you can try it!"
Xiao Qing slowly placed his hand on the aorta of Zhang Qilong's wrist and closed his eyes.
In the art of detecting pulse, apart from being calm and calm, there is another detail!
You must control every pulse beat just right!
Xiao Qing has been learning this since he was a child, so it's natural that he can pick it up easily.
Seeing Xiao Qing's very professional look, Zhang Qilong somewhat believed that what this guy said was true.
In fact, when Xiao Qing told all his symptoms one by one, Zhang Qilong believed most of them.
It's just that although not many people know about these diseases, they still exist.
If anyone wants to find out, it won't be difficult.
Next we have to see how Xiao Qing performs.
"From a time perspective, the onset of your disease is roughly from summer to autumn every year. I'm afraid it has been going on for nearly ten years, right?"
Zhang Qilong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This is true.
However, I didn't take it seriously in the past few years, and I didn't find anything when I went to the hospital for examination.
"Although this disease can be relieved by taking painkillers, it is not permanent. Taking five or six powerful painkillers at one time will treat the symptoms but not the root cause!"
Zhang Qilong really believed Xiao Qing now, because every time he had an attack, he would use five powerful painkillers to suppress it, but it still only provided relief!
Xiao Qing closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "During the day, the higher the temperature, the colder the heart feels. This feeling of ice and fire is undoubtedly the return of seasonal heat!"
Zhang Qilong doesn't know what kind of disease Hui Ji Fever is.
But what he knew was that even if he went to all the hospitals in Gyeonggi Province, he couldn’t understand the disease!
"Then how should I treat my disease?"
Xiao Qing pursed her lips and said in a deep voice: "I need more than thirty kinds of medicinal materials, both external and internal. In short, although the procedure is complicated, it is not difficult to cure it!"
Zhang Qilong nodded slowly, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Then tell me your conditions!"
Xiao Qing shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll give you the prescription first. The conditions are not urgent!"
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Qilong was stunned for a moment.
"You are really interesting. Aren't you afraid that I will turn against you if I take the prescription?"
"If Mr. Zhang is this kind of person, then I really don't agree with the name of civet. I heard that civet is a very principled person!"
A smile slowly appeared on Zhang Qilong's face. He looked at the sky not far away and said with a smile: "You remind me of an old friend. That guy was quite interesting. It's a pity that he left a little early.
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Xiao Qing didn't know, and actually wasn't interested. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Zhang Qilong was reminiscing, so it was better not to disturb the civet.
After writing all the needed medicinal materials and their usage on the paper, Xiao Qing handed the paper to Zhang Qilong and said in a deep voice: "The prescription is here. I came to you to inquire about a person from Fengye Street.
Doctor Hei, call Xiang Chenggong!"
After taking the prescription, Zhang Qilong immediately frowned.
He had heard about the small clinic on Fengye Street, but he had never paid much attention to it.
After all, he has so many things going on every day, why would he pay special attention to a black doctor?
But if you want to find out, it's very simple, just ask the people under your command.
"I understand, you go downstairs to find a man named Dabin and ask him to take you to look for it!"
Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Then I'll leave first!"
Zhang Qilong said with a smile: "If your medicine works, it will be equivalent to saving my life. I just want the information of a black doctor, and that's it. How about a reward or something?"
Xiao Qing waved his hand and said: "Your disease is not a terminal illness in the first place, it is just a difficult and complicated disease. Moreover, this news is very important to me. In my opinion, it is worth it!"
Zhang Qilong nodded, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Dabin.
"A young man will come to you soon. He wants to find a black doctor from Fengye Street. Please help him and find out what's going on!"
"clear!"
Where did the connections come from? It’s hard to say, easy to say, but for a child of luck like Xiao Qing, if it weren’t for Zhou Shen’s existence, this guy would always have smooth sailing!
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When Xiao Qing came downstairs, he happened to see a very burly man about 1.8 meters tall. Judging from his age, he should be in his thirties.
"Hello, I would like to ask, where is Dabin?"
Unexpectedly, this strong man patted Xiao Qing's shoulder and said with a smile: "I am Dabin!"
I have to say that this smile was quite oppressive, and Xiao Qing's shoulders seemed to sink.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang asked me to come to you, saying that you could help find Xiang Chenggong?"
"Yes, come with me!"
After saying this, Dabin turned around and walked towards the elevator.
"Xiao Qing, right? The boss said, let me try my best to help. Please explain carefully why you want to find him, and let me see if there is any useful information?"
Dabin was wearing a vest and overalls, and the muscles on his body were full of explosiveness. At first glance, it was clear that they were not simple, and they were not dead muscles trained in the gym.
Combined with the smell of Dabin, Xiao Qing suddenly made a guess.
This Dabin is most likely a blacksmith!
As a blacksmith, strength is indispensable, and a strong and domineering temperament is inevitable.
"Are you a blacksmith?"
"Yes, I make knives, and the young man has a good eye!"
Xiao Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and then returned to the topic, briefly explaining the matter of doing aromatherapy to Chenggong.
After Dabin finished listening, he frowned and said, "Xiang Chenggong you are talking about, I actually heard someone say that most of the people working on the ground here on Fengye Street know him. He doesn't charge much for medical treatment and his skills are good!"
"Do you know about aromatherapy?"
"I have never heard of aromatherapy. Besides, what kind of place is Fengye Street? There is no need for such high-end things as aromatherapy!"
Hearing this, Xiao Qing became more determined in his thoughts. This matter was not simple. Someone must be messing with him in the dark.
So who is this person, and why is he going to such great lengths to frame himself!
Could it be that he is an enemy of his own family?