Skilled in managing a house

Gu Wenmiao had just regained some energy, but when her husband finished speaking, that energy was gone again.

At this time, Bao Jiayin, who was sitting next to him, smiled slightly and said, "Uncle and auntie, I know a miracle doctor who should be able to cure these people."

"Can anyone cure me?" Yang Wenbin's eyes lit up.

Gu Wenmiao said excitedly again: "Where is that person? I will go and invite him right away."

Bao Jiayin smiled mysteriously, and then said with a smile: "It's far away in the horizon but close in front of you."

"It's far away, but it's so close." Yang Wenbin and his wife glanced at each other in confusion, and finally their eyes fell on Zhang Yu, but they didn't ask.

Even Bao Chengwen also set his sights on Zhang Yu.

Bao Jiayin said with a smile: "Zhang Yu came up with this method. If he didn't have some confidence, how could he dare to mention it. Not only can he tell fortunes and read Feng Shui, he is also a miracle doctor."

"Brother, can you still treat diseases?" Yang Wenbin said in disbelief.

"The mountain doctor's divination is one of the five Taoist arts, and I have to dabble in one or two of them. Uncle Yang, although I suggested this matter, I am not completely sure now. At least I have to see the patient first, and only after hearing and asking questions can I be sure. ." After Zhang Yu said this, he added, "It's best to give me the fake medicine again, so that you can prescribe the right medicine and get twice the result with half the effort."

"This matter is easy to handle. Let's go to the hospital right away. I will make arrangements for you to meet a few patients alone. The counterfeit medicine matter is easier. I will ask the patrol room to send them to the hospital right away." Yang Wenbin said.

After discussing it, everyone left together and headed to the hospital.

Because there are so many patients with vitiligo, they are admitted to many hospitals in Shicheng.

Yang Wenbin did not find a big hospital, but a medium-sized hospital. This family received more than 30 patients with vitiligo. Yang Wenbin asked the patrol room to help inform him. With his name, it would naturally be convenient.

The hospital gave Zhang Yu a white coat and asked him to pretend to be a doctor. He also brought a patient into a separate consulting room under the pretext of examination.

Zhang Yu checked the patient's complexion, felt the patient's pulse, and finally looked at the ulcerated areas on the patient's body, which were all shocking.

However, Zhang Yu made an unexpected discovery, that is, the patient's vitiligo was cured. Now, I have an extremely serious skin ulcer.

After the patient was sent away, the police station sent him counterfeit medicine to treat vitiligo. When Zhang Yu smelled it, he found that there was a faint fragrance in the medicine, but it should be chemical ingredients. The traditional Chinese medicine included Prunella vulgaris, silver flower and red peony root, plus scorpion.

Among folk remedies, scorpions can treat vitiligo and even various skin diseases. However, scorpions are poisonous after all. If there is no expert Chinese medicine doctor to give them medicine, they will be easily poisoned. Too much is not enough, and less is not enough. Prunella vulgaris, silver flower, and red peony root are used to treat skin diseases, and they have nothing to do with vitiligo.

Prunella vulgaris, in particular, cannot be used at the same time as scorpions, as it will increase the toxicity of the scorpions.

Zhang Yu didn't know those chemical ingredients, but he was certain that Prunella vulgaris combined with scorpion was enough. Adding some chemical things to it would cause skin ulcers, which was not surprising at all.

He was fully aware of what was going on. This fake medicine could indeed cure vitiligo, but it over-stimulated the medicinal properties of the scorpion. As a result, although the vitiligo was cured, the patient's skin was poisoned and severe ulcers appeared, which was a side effect.

Once the root cause is found, the problem can be easily solved. As long as a drug can be prepared that can relieve the poison of scorpions, the disease can be cured.

All things in the world are interdependent. Although scorpions are highly poisonous, there are many who can restrain them.

Zhang Yu knew that the plant that scorpions fear most is sunflower. As long as he uses sunflower as the main medicine and combines it with more than a dozen kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, he can almost achieve immediate results. In addition, scorpions are most afraid of strong light. If they can be exposed to the scorching sun, the effect will be faster.

At that moment, Zhang Yu called Yang Wenbin, who asked him to quickly purchase a large amount of sunflowers, use flower juice as the main medicine, and wrote another prescription.

With Yang Wenbin's strength, it is not easy to buy these medicinal materials. Especially these things are not precious medicinal materials. It didn't take long for sunflowers and other medicines to arrive.

Zhang Yu prepared the medicine on the spot and had the first pot of medicine ready at dusk. First, we found a patient for the experiment, and the effect was really good. By around nine o'clock in the evening, the patient's ulcers had improved significantly.

Seeing this, Yang Wenbin almost cried with excitement, and immediately asked someone to prepare more medicinal materials. The medicines to treat all the patients must be prepared overnight.

Not only that, Yang Wenbin also asked his wife to contact the media overnight to publicize the matter tomorrow, and hired a large number of trolls to whitewash the news online and reverse the direction of public opinion.

After everything was arranged, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Yang Wenbin looked at Zhang Yu in front of him gratefully. Just as he was about to say some more words of thanks, he suddenly realized that he had said thank you so many times today, and it seemed meaningless to say so many words.

He immediately remembered one thing. Bao Chengwen brought Zhang Yu to his home last night. It was impossible for him to have nothing to do. Zhang Yu helped him first. The two of them had no friendship, so why should he help him? Maybe they wanted to ask for something from each other.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenbin said: "Brother, this is all thanks to you. It's said that no thanks are ever given, so if you need me for anything, just ask."

Zhang Yu understood that the pressure on Yang Wenbin was greatly reduced now, and he had gotten over it.

He immediately smiled and said: "Uncle, I do have something to trouble you with."

"Go ahead, even if I can't do it, I will find a way to help you do it." Yang Wenbin said sincerely.

"It has been spread outside for a long time that there are three pieces of porcelain in my house that can also shine. I want to donate these things to the country. It is best to become a red-top businessman like my uncle, but I lack recommenders." Zhang Yu said solemnly.

"That's it." Yang Wenbin nodded and said confidently: "I'll take care of this matter. I'll give you an answer within three days!"

"Three days." Zhang Yu hesitated.

"Brother, do you want this identity? Is there something urgent?" Yang Wenbin, a man like Yang Wenbin, could immediately tell the problem from Zhang Yu's face.

"It's indeed an urgent matter. It's best to solve it tomorrow." Zhang Yu said.

"Like this." Yang Wenbin was also a little embarrassed, how could he be in such a hurry. But Zhang Yu had helped him so much, almost saving his whole family. It was such a great favor, so how could he refuse. Yang Wenbin gritted his teeth and said, "Sure! I will contact you early tomorrow morning and try to get an answer to you tomorrow!"

"Then thank you uncle. Also, there is one more thing. I wonder if my uncle can help me find a relationship." Zhang Yu said.

"What's the matter?" Yang Wenbin asked.

"I want to join the National Government Taoist Association and make my Wudang Taoist Temple a member of the National Government Taoist Association," Zhang Yu said.

"Taoist Association." Yang Wenbin pondered and said, "I really don't have much contact with that place. However, it shouldn't be difficult to be a member of the National Taoist Association. In my opinion, it is at least better than that of a red-top businessman. The title is easy. I’ll ask it for you tomorrow.”