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Chapter 1126 Weighing Choices
Although Wei Xiaobao didn't know many people, what He Zhongxiang said just now was a bit bragging.

There are so many strange diseases in this world, how can a person who is inflated say such irresponsible words.

"If Dr. He doesn't mind, can I stay and see how you treat your illness?"

Wei Xiaobao deliberately said modestly.

On the one hand, he was really curious about whether He Zhongxiang had any real skills.

On the other hand, Wei Xiaobao wanted to see how the old man shot himself in the foot.

He Zhongxiang immediately waved his hand and said, "What are you, kid? Watch me treat illnesses? You don't have the qualifications!"

"Let Brother Wei stay, one more person and one more idea."

Yang Xueer's sudden opening left He Zhongxiang speechless.

As an old man in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, He Zhongxiang has gained a reputation, but in recent years he has seldom taken care of others. In order to achieve cooperation with Yang's medicinal materials, he followed Yang Zhentu from the provincial capital to the Yang family in Dahe County.

Unexpectedly, before the treatment of this disease started, I encountered a doubt from a young boy.

This made He Zhongxiang feel that his authority was not respected.

"Little Snow!"

Yang Zhentu glared at Yang Xueer angrily, and signaled his daughter to stop talking.

It is a great honor for Yang Zhentu to invite He Zhongxiang, but the master should not be unhappy because of his daughter's attitude.

Yang Xueer said in a low voice: "Just let little brother Wei not disturb Dr. He, he is a master, and he won't care about having one more person around him."

Yang Xueer's words made He Zhongxiang choked so hard that he couldn't speak.

After all, I am also a senior, if I have the same knowledge as the younger generation, it seems too petty.

"Forget it! If you dare to disturb me, don't blame me for ordering someone to throw you out!" He Zhongxiang said, blowing his beard and staring.

Wei Xiaobao nodded slightly, but did not speak again.

Father, like son.

Wei Xiaobao can now be sure that this He Zhongxiang is probably just a paper tiger.

People with great ability tend to have a short temper. A guy like him who is full of hostility doesn't have the style of a master at all.

"Since this is the case, please ask Dr. He to help me make a diagnosis."

Yang Xueer said politely, although she was also very repulsive towards He Zhongxiang.

The reason why she asked Wei Xiaobao to stay was to confirm whether the plan he proposed before would work.

If she really wanted to massage the critical parts, Yang Xueer would rather let Wei Xiaobao do it than let this middle-aged man, He Zhongxiang, touch her.

He Zhongxiang stretched out three fingers, and lightly pressed on Yang Xueer's wrist.

Afterwards, he asked Yang Xueer many questions.

Such as how your bowel movements have been recently, how you have eaten recently, how you sleep, how you are feeling, etc., etc...

More than a dozen questions in succession made Yang Xueer a little irritable.

"Doctor Crane, how long do you need to ask?"

Yang Xueer glanced at the time, half an hour had passed.

Although Yang Zhentu was also very anxious, he had to give Zuhe Zhongxiang some face.

"Master He listened and asked carefully, and he is rigorous." Yang Zhentu comforted his daughter.

He Zhongxiang nodded and said in agreement: "Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, and asking. These necessary steps are indispensable. Miss Yang, you have not been able to sleep recently, and your internal fire is serious. You need to get rid of damp heat first, and then proceed to the next step of treatment."

"But Wei Xiaoge can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with me."

Yang Xueer has a straightforward personality, which is inseparable from her pampered environment.

From childhood to adulthood, Yang Xue'er has always said what she has to say.

When she opened her mouth like this, He Zhongxiang looked a little ugly.

"I prescribed some medicines for Ms. Yang. I took the medicines for this course of treatment first, and then I did the follow-up treatment."

He Zhongxiang pretended not to hear, and continued talking to himself.

At this moment, Wei Xiaobao finally understood what kind of master He Zhongxiang is, he is simply an old fritter in the Chinese medicine field!
The reason why the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine has become worse and worse over the years is because of these stinky stones in the latrines!

"Doctor He, you mean that I need to take a course of medicine?" Yang Xueer asked in surprise.

He Zhongxiang replied irrefutably: "First get rid of the moisture in the body, and then proceed to the next step of treatment."

"But brother Wei said that my illness can be cured in half an afternoon!" Yang Xueer was still speechless.

"He's farting!"

He Zhongxiang has been holding back, but he can't get angry with the eldest lady of the Yang family, so he can only point the finger at Wei Xiaobao.

Wei Xiaobao, who was sitting on a chair beside him, thought to himself with a dazed expression, what the hell was I getting shot while lying down?
He Zhongxiang then put on a dignified posture, and said: "The curative effect of Chinese medicine is bound to be slow, just like boiling Chinese medicine. This kid is a barefoot doctor. To put it bluntly, he is a liar! Can he believe what he says? "

"Doctor He, I respect you as a senior, so I won't argue with you, but you have slandered me as a liar twice, isn't that a little too much?"

Wei Xiaobao had already restrained himself.

If it wasn't for being in the Yang family's house, he probably couldn't restrain himself long ago.

He Zhongxiang snorted and said: "What are you not a liar? Since you have a way to see the curative effect quickly, you come to treat Miss Yang! I want to see how capable you are!"

Yang Zhentu and his wife stood on the side, in a dilemma, not knowing who to speak for.

Although Yang Zhentu thought that Wei Xiaobao's young man was probably a liar at first, when Yang Xueer told him about the summer honeysuckle just now, Yang Zhentu slightly changed his opinion of Wei Xiaobao.

If it's really a liar who roams the rivers and lakes, who has the time to sell herbs?
Moreover, Yang Xueer also told her father that Wei Xiaobao's family has practiced medicine for three generations, so they came into contact with Chinese medicine relatively early.

The combination of various reasons, and the fact that He Zhongxiang's diagnosis is also mixed, it seems that no suitable treatment method has been found.

"Since you are so confident, and Master He agrees with you to try, you can prove it to yourself without hurting Xue'er."

Yang Zhentu smoothed things over, and what he said was somewhat level.

According to Yang Zhentu's intention, Wei Xiaobao could check on Yang Xueer's condition only with He Zhongxiang's consent.

It not only gave He Zhongxiang face, but also allowed Wei Xiaobao to examine his daughter's condition.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xiaobao replied: "The condition has been checked before, as long as Miss Yang agrees, the treatment can start now."

"Really? I can warn you first, if the medicine you use hurts my daughter, I can't spare you!"

Yang Zhentu warned with a stern expression.

Wei Xiaobao replied: "No medicine is needed, just massage."

His answer reassured Yang Zhentu somewhat.

"In that case, take me to your room."

As soon as Wei Xiaobao said this, Yang Zhentu and his wife were stunned.

How can there be any reason to go to the daughter's boudoir for medical treatment?
(End of this chapter)