Siheyuan: How dare I mess with a man who is an expert in men's health?

Everyone in the factory went to collect their wages happily, but Sha Zhu was not as Xu Damao had expected, sitting in the toilet sadly.

He was in a hurry to see a doctor these days and asked for leave many times, but Xie Jun did not agree.

Treating hands is a big deal as a chef, so how could he just listen to orders? So he just gave up.

Later, he was transferred to clean toilets, and it was even more impossible for Sha Zhu to go there. He didn't believe that he could be punished to a worse place. At least within Xie Jun's power, cleaning toilets was the worst job.

Sha Zhu had been running around for three or four days and had visited all the hospitals in the city, but no doctor could give him the right answer.

Either they say he is not sick, or they prescribe some medicine for him and ask him to go home and take it to see the effects before leaving.

He was helpless and could only follow the deaf old lady's advice and seek out an old Chinese doctor for treatment.

In a relatively spacious consulting room.

Mr. Huang was frowning and thinking, occasionally nodding and shaking his head. Sometimes he suddenly seemed to understand something and quickly pulled out a silver needle from an exquisite wooden box.

He heated it carefully and then inserted the needle into his left hand, but finally shook his head helplessly.

He has been studying on his own for several days. Every time he feels like he has a flash of inspiration and seems to have understood something, he will immediately encounter new problems.

Huang Lao sighed and said, "It seems that I have more sealed acupoints on my hands than those two brothers, and the order is more chaotic.

Cao Anping is a bad guy, but I like it. The more complicated it is, the more things it hides.

Even if I don't figure it out in the end, I can learn more from him when I go to him to figure it out later."

"Dong Dong~"

A young doctor came in and said politely, "Mr. Huang, there is a patient who strongly requests you to see him."

Huang Lao replied impatiently: "Didn't I tell you not to bother me with patients who are not serious or urgent? Can't you handle it? Who are you to require me to see you?"

"Oh~ It's not serious, he's just an ordinary person, but his condition is a little strange, Mr. Huang, you might be interested."

Mr. Huang likes to study difficult and complicated diseases, which is why he still comes to work in the hospital after retirement.

He put away the silver needle, put down the sleeve of his left hand, and ordered: "Okay, bring him here."

When the others were brought in, Mr. Huang observed them carefully and asked in confusion:

"You are so tall and strong, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Sha Zhu saw Mr. Huang, he subconsciously felt that this man was better than the doctors he had seen before, so he told him about the problem he was facing with hope.

Mr. Huang was a little confused when he heard this, so he took the patient's pulse and checked him directly. He then opened the needle box again and used a silver needle to test Sha Zhu's right hand.

But the more Huang Lao probed, the weirder his eyes looked. He thought to himself, "Could it be Cao Anping who did it again? It seems that this guy holds a grudge."

Although Mr. Huang felt that it was not a good idea for Cao Anping to take revenge on others in secret, he would not meddle in other people's affairs.

He himself is not a person who follows the rules, otherwise he would not have conducted experiments on himself.

Old Huang put away the silver needle, looked at Sha Zhu with a strange look, and said nothing.

This frightened Sha Zhu, and he asked nervously, "Doctor, please tell me something, I am not hopeless, am I?"

Huang Lao shook his head and replied, "It can be cured! But you better tell me the truth. Did you do anything bad? You met a master and got beaten up by him."

Sha Zhu was delighted at first, then shook his head and said, “I was ambushed and fainted in the snow. When I woke up, this was what happened.

Old sir, please save me. You are a miracle doctor. I have seen so many doctors in this city, but you are the only one who can see the cause of my illness."

Huang Lao's face turned serious, and he said unhappily: "I don't treat people who tell lies, and I will not treat people with bad intentions.

Who do you think you are? Would someone with this kind of ability attack you for no reason? It's really a waste of time!"

Sha Zhu was embarrassed, but he felt that this old Chinese doctor was the most capable doctor he could meet, so he could only confess:

"I'm not a bad guy, I was just joking with my neighbor and trying to scare him by putting a sack on him.

Fights are common in our yard, and it’s not my neighbor who did it, so it must be someone else who attacked me, and I am the victim.”

Huang Lao asked curiously: "Where do you live?"

"The middle courtyard of the Siheyuan at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang."

Old Huang thought to himself, as expected, this silly boy has hit a wall. Poor him, he still thinks it wasn't his neighbor who did it.

Of course, Mr. Huang also knew about a person like Cao Anping, so he quickly found out the whole story.

As for Sha Zhu, on the one hand, when he was about to launch a sneak attack on Cao Anping, judging from the positions and angles of the two people, it was impossible that Cao Anping knocked him unconscious with a stone.

On the other hand, he had consulted so many doctors but none of them could find the cause, so he subconsciously thought that Cao Anping was too young to have this ability.

Seeing that Mr. Huang did not respond, Sha Zhu could only plead again: "I really told the truth, please save me, how can a chef like me have such a problem with my hands."

Huang Lao said angrily: "Alright, alright, you are a grown man, why do you still cry?

I'll try, but I can't guarantee that I can cure you. It's up to you to decide whether or not you want to be cured."

In fact, after checking Sha Zhu's hand, he found that Cao Anping's attack this time was very light, and he only sealed three to five acupoints.

However, there are more than twenty acupoints on his hands, and he used the method of equal supplementation and equal drainage to encrypt them, which makes the difficulty several orders of magnitude greater.

Since I'm at a dead end with my current research, now someone has offered to help me.

You have to try the combination of three to five acupoints again and again until you figure it out.

When Sha Zhu heard this, he was very excited and ignored what Mr. Huang said that he could not guarantee it. Which doctor dared to guarantee to cure a disease? Those who said so were all liars. He, Sha Zhu, was not really stupid.

He thanked excitedly: "Thank you, old man. How much does it cost? I will pay it right away."

Mr. Huang waved his hand. Since this was his experimental subject, how could he accept money from him? So he replied:

“Let’s talk about money after you cure me. You should take time out every day to come here. One or two days will definitely not cure me.

Also, I advise you to be kind to others during this period and stop getting into trouble, or you may get punished again."

Sha Zhu naturally nodded repeatedly. As long as his hand could be cured, he would do whatever Mr. Huang said.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart: "This Mr. Huang is really a good person. He even wanted to cure me before charging me. I really found the right person."