After Yun Yi disposed of the cell phone of the man who was following him, he continued to go shopping with Qian Ya on the antique street, and finally entered an antique shop called Qibao Zhai.
The two of them had been watching the antique shop for less than five minutes when several men walked in. One of them was the guy whose clothes were torn off by Yun Yi in the secret photos. He pointed at Yun Yi and yelled, "Brother Kun,
It was that boy who tore off my clothes and made me look embarrassed in the antique street."
One of them had a dragon tattooed on his arm. Brother Kun, as the man called him, sneered, "Boy, you are so smart. How dare you bully me? Do you know who I am?"
"What does it have to do with who you are?"
Yun Yi said indifferently: "Your man deserves to be beaten, so I will beat him."
"You are really talented."
Brother Kun laughed loudly and said: "Boy, you've probably never heard of my name, Lin Kun, have you? Look at the more than 20 people standing outside now. They are all my subordinates. As long as I say a word
, they can rush in and tear you apart."
At this time, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit at the counter of Qibao Zhai said in an indifferent tone: "Lin Kun, this is Mr. Hong's place. If you want to make a fuss, go out and make a fuss."
"Manager Yang, we naturally know this."
Lin Kun turned to Yun Yi, waved and said, "Boy, I'll wait for you outside."
Lin Kun and others walked out, and the middle-aged man at the counter waved to Yun Yi and said, "You two, go out too."
Yun Yi said displeased: "Why do you drive us out? We are guests of your Qibao Zhai."
"Why?"
The middle-aged man sneered, "Just because you provoke Lin Kun and those people, please don't bring trouble to our Qibao Zhai."
"And you don't have the right to say that you are a guest of our Qibao Zhai. You have been here for so long and have no intention of buying anything. I guess you poor people are just here to hang out. Do you know what our Qibao Zhai is?"
A place? Every item here starts at a minimum of RMB 100,000. Can you afford it?"
Yun Yi said coldly: "Are you sure you want to drive us out? Tell you, if you drive us out, you will be the unlucky one in the end."
"It's ridiculous, how could I be unlucky?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand with a cold face: "Get out, or I will have you kicked out."
"Bang!"
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from upstairs.
Then, a short old man, also wearing a Tang suit, hurriedly walked down and said in a panic: "Yang Chen, go and invite Dr. Chen over. Tianbao's illness has occurred again."
"Yes boss."
The man named Yang Chen glared at Yun Yi and Qian Ya again and said, "Why don't you get out of here?"
Yun Yi ignored Yang Chen and said to the old man in Tang suit: "Old sir, I am a doctor. Can I take a look at your child?"
"What does this have to do with you? Our young master Tianbao's illness cannot be cured by any expert. You should stop interfering here." Yang Chen said harshly.
But the old man in Tang suit hesitated for a moment and said, "Little doctor, are you okay with that?"
Yun Yi said: "Looking at your situation, old man, your children are all very sick, right? Urgent illnesses need to be treated early. If you wait for you to call another doctor, it will be too late."
"All right."
The old man in Tang suit nodded, and Yang Chen quickly said: "Boss, these two people have unknown origins. You can't believe what they say."
"Just go ask Dr. Chen, don't talk nonsense."
The old man in Tang suit took Yun Yi and Qian Ya upstairs. In a living room upstairs, a little boy about fifteen or six years old was lying on a mahogany sofa, his hands covering his stomach, his expression was painful, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.
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Yun Yi walked over and took his pulse.
The old man in Tang suit said from the side: "Little doctor, this is my grandson. Every time he gets sick..."
"Old sir, you don't need to say anything."
Yun Yi waved his hand and interrupted the old man's words. After a minute of pulse diagnosis, Yun Yi said: "Every time your grandson gets sick, he complains of stomachache, nausea and vomiting. He has also been taken to the hospital for some related medical examinations.
, in the end I thought it was a stomach problem, and the condition was relieved by taking various analgesic and antispasmodic drugs, but it always relapses, and taking stomach medicine has no effect at all, right?"
"Yes, yes."
The old man's eyes widened, "You are so amazing, little doctor, but what on earth is going on with my grandson?"
Yun Yi said: "This is a disease that is often easily misdiagnosed. Your grandson has pediatric pancreatitis."
"Then, how to treat it?"
"Next, I will give him acupuncture to relieve the pain, and then prescribe him some Chinese medicine. But judging from the child's weight, you usually let him eat fried and greasy food, right? Excessive blood lipids are also factors that cause pancreatitis.
, you must control his diet from now on."
The old man in Tang suit looked guilty and said: "It's my fault as a grandfather. I usually spoil him too much. I feed him whatever he likes. So it turns out that this is all a disease caused by eating?"
Yun Yi smiled and then started to give the child acupuncture.
At this time, Yang Chen hurried over with a doctor and a nurse.
When Dr. Chen saw Yun Yi administering acupuncture to the child, he immediately exclaimed: "Master Hong, why do you randomly let people acupuncture the child? How can TCM acupuncture treat stomach problems like your grandson's?"
Mr. Hong paused and said, "This young doctor said Tianbao has pancreatitis."
"It's ridiculous, it's obviously a stomach problem, how could it be pancreatitis?" Dr. Chen insisted.
Yun Yi said: "Didn't you bring a nurse here? Ask her to draw a tube of blood for the child and go back to the hospital to check the blood amylase. Wouldn't it be possible to know whether it is pancreatitis?"
Dr. Chen sneered and said, "Okay, let's check it out."
Then, the nurse drew a tube of blood from the child and rushed back to the hospital.
Just as the nurse left, Yun Yi finished the acupuncture and took back the silver needles one by one. The man stopped shouting and sat up, "Grandpa, I don't feel any pain anymore."
"Really?"
Mr. Hong was overjoyed, hugged his grandson and kissed him for a while, and then kept thanking Yun Yi.
Not long after, the results of blood amylase came out, and it was indeed elevated. This is an important indicator of pancreatitis.
Mr. Hong glared at Dr. Chen and said angrily: "You quack doctor, you actually misdiagnosed my grandson. Get out of here."
"Master Hong, listen to me..."
"You don't have to say it."
Mr. Hong interrupted directly: "I will call your dean and ask you to get out of the hospital. A quack like you is not worthy of being a doctor at all."
Dr. Chen suddenly felt like a deflated ball.
Yun Yi said at this time: "Old sir, if more than one person is going to get out, your manager at Qibao Zhai should also get out."
"oh?"
Mr. Hong paused and said, "Little miracle doctor, has this bastard Yang Chen offended you?"
Yun Yi told what had happened just now that Yang Chen wanted to drive him and Qian Ya out. Master Hong immediately glared and said: "Yang Chen, you work in our Qibao Restaurant and you want to drive out the guests of our Qibao Restaurant. Get out of here too."
You don’t have to come to Qibaozhai to work anymore.”
Yang Chen's expression changed drastically, and he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
Yun Yi sneered, "I told you that we will be kicked out, but you will be the unlucky one."