The country romantic little doctor king

After leaving Qiao's house, Chen Yang did not go directly to the Chinese herbal medicine trading market. Instead, he first went to a nearby motorcycle store.

His bicycle broke down, and now that he has money, he plans to buy a motorcycle to ride on.

After all, in rural areas, with high mountains and long roads, it is inconvenient to go anywhere without a motorcycle.

Just like when he went to the city today, he was like Tang Monk going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures. He had been riding a bicycle for several hours and was almost dead from exhaustion.

If you have a motorcycle, it will be convenient to get into the city.

Haojue Suzuki is a joint venture brand that Chen Yang is familiar with. It has excellent quality. He has dreamed of owning one for a long time and went straight into the store.

"Young man, do you want to buy a motorcycle?"

The store owner greeted enthusiastically.

"Well, buy a motorcycle."

At a glance, Chen Yang took a fancy to a big red motorcycle. It was shaped like a racing car and gave people a wild feeling. It looked exciting and it would be no problem for running on mountain roads.

"Boss, how can I sell this motorcycle?" Chen Yang asked.

"Young man is really discerning. This is the latest model of the Haojue Prince 150. It is absolutely stunning to ride on. The price is a little expensive at ."

"What the hell, eighteen thousand and eighty? This is not a little expensive, but a big one, right?"

Chen Yang took a breath. He didn't expect motorcycles to be so expensive now. He thought he could buy a good motorcycle for seven or eight thousand.

Although he now has yuan in his pocket, he does not dare to spend it randomly.

"Forget it, forget it." Chen Yang gave up directly.

"Young man, if you are sincere in buying it, I can give you a cheaper price, with a small change, , what do you think?"

"Eighteen thousand is still expensive. If it costs yuan, I might still consider it." Chen Yang shook his head.

"Your sister!"

The boss simply rolled his eyes at him and asked him to experience it himself.

"Then you should look at other models. There are also cheap ones. For example, this old model 125 can be purchased for about yuan. It just has less power, but it drives the same." The store owner pointed to a motorcycle. , said to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang compared the left and right, and still felt that the 150 model looked better, unrestrained and majestic.

After making the first impression, he found that he couldn't look at other cars. He felt itchy, but he didn't want to waste money.

Suddenly, he saw several boxes of medicine on the counter in the store, including painkillers and rheumatism medicine.

Looking at the shop owner's somewhat deformed kneecaps and limping, he knew that he must have rheumatism, and it was a very serious kind. He had to take painkillers when he had an attack, otherwise he would be worse than dead.

With a flicker in his eyes, Chen Yangji took notice and said: "Boss, your rheumatoid arthritis is a bit serious and your legs are lame. From my visual inspection, it must have been at least twenty years. If it continues to develop, it is not ruled out. There will be an amputation one day.”

"Okay, young man, you can see this? I have had rheumatism for almost twenty years. The doctor also said that there is a risk of amputation. But there is no way, it can't be cured, I can only take medicine to relieve it. "The shop owner said with a wry smile, a hint of helplessness in his smile.

Although he made a lot of money driving a car shop, his health was broken. What was the use of making more money?

"To be honest, I am a doctor. If you trust me, I can give you acupuncture and some Chinese medicine, and you can be cured in a few courses. Not only does it not require amputation, but you can also walk like a normal person. .”

"Really or not? Rheumatism is a global medical problem. Can you cure it? Are you a miracle doctor?" The boss was a little unconvinced, thinking that this kid was actively trying to get close to him, and that he was either raping or stealing.

"A miracle doctor, haha, more or less. Just now, I treated a girl's heart disease for more than ten years. Now sit down on a bench and I'll give you acupuncture. It's free anyway, and you won't suffer."

"Okay, let's try it."

Anyway, his legs were almost gone, so the shop owner used the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

After coming out of Qiao's house, I regained some energy in my Dantian, and was barely able to use the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Acupuncture Technique.

It is enough for him to let the shop owner see the effect. He does not want to help the shop owner cure the disease now. That is unrealistic and unnecessary.

"Wow, it feels numb."

When a silver needle was pricked, the shop owner's legs twitched, as if they were electrified.

However, there was no discomfort at all. Instead, it felt numb and very comfortable.

After a few more silver needles were inserted, the pain in the joints was significantly reduced.

"Young man, you are really good at it. I have seen so many traditional Chinese medicine doctors and acupuncture, but none of them have the same effect as yours. My leg no longer hurts after just a few minutes of acupuncture. In this way, if you can help me heal my leg, I will use this motorcycle." It’s a gift for you, it doesn’t cost you a penny, and it gives you a lifetime warranty,” the store owner said excitedly.

"Then you'll make a lot of money." Chen Yang smiled.

The shop owner suddenly blushed.

He spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to treat his leg. Not only was it not cured, it actually got worse.

I don’t know how much it will cost in the future.

If the leg can be cured for the price of a motorcycle, it will indeed be a big profit.

However, Chen Yang was just talking and was not such a stingy person.

He told the shop owner that he lived in Qinghe Village, Qingshui Town, and was a village doctor. If the shop owner wanted follow-up acupuncture treatment, he should go to the village to find him.

After the acupuncture, he wrote a Chinese medicine prescription to the shop owner, and asked the shop owner to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine and take it.

Even if the shop owner doesn't ask him for acupuncture in the future, the condition can be relieved by taking the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by him. However, it is difficult to cure, and several more courses of acupuncture are necessary.

"Thank you so much, little miracle doctor. I will definitely go to Qinghe Village to find you. You can take this motorcycle and ride it first. It is a small meeting gift from me." The store owner burst into tears with gratitude.

Chen Yang was not polite and kept the motorcycle.

The two left each other's contact information and would contact each other later.

After completing the formalities, Chen Yang left on his motorcycle.

This 150-displacement large motorcycle has plenty of power. It's like a runaway wild horse. It can go very far in one go, and even a small car can't catch up with it.

It's a pity that there is no stereo in the car, otherwise with the music blasting the street, I would definitely be the most handsome guy in the whole street.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Yang arrived at the Chinese medicinal materials trading market in Chuzhou City.

When he was a child, he often came here with his grandfather to purchase and sell medicinal materials, so he was very familiar with this place.

After parking his motorcycle and holding Laoshan Ginseng, Chen Yang went straight to a store called Wanyaotang.

Because this store looks very formal and decorated very grandly. It is a retro pavilion building with an antique look. You can tell at a glance that it has strong financial resources.

His old wild ginseng is worth hundreds of thousands, and ordinary small shops may not be able to afford it, so he must find a big and powerful shop to sell it.