Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

It doesn't look like there are too many wrinkles on the face.

There are also very few age spots.

It is indeed different from ordinary old people.

"Sit down, old man." Lou Xiao'e cast a vague glance at her mother, blaming her for not saying hello to the old man.

Then he helped Song Qingshan to sit on the sofa.

"What kind of tea does the old man drink?"

When his father came to her home, Lou Xiao'e was very diligent.

"Plain water is fine."

"How can the old man drink plain water when he is here? Xiao'e took out my can of good Longjing and made a cup for the old man."

Lou Bancheng and Song Qingshan sat opposite each other.

He looked up at his daughter and said.

Song Qingshan immediately waved his hands and said, "Just drink plain water, Longjing has a refreshing effect, and my old man can't sleep at night after drinking it."

"Pfft-"

Lou Xiaoe burst out laughing when she heard this.

unexpectedly.

But she was glared at by her own mother, Lou Tan.

She listened to Song Qingshan's words.

I felt a pain in my heart.

What kind of old man, old, can't sleep at night after drinking a cup of Longjing tea.

Directly challenge the nerves of her mother-in-law.

What crimes did the Lou family commit in their previous life?

"Okay, old man, I'll make you some tea." Lou Xiao'e left with a smile.

"Mr. Lou, I heard Xiao'e asked my old man to come over and take your pulse?"

Song Qingshan looked at Lou Bancheng and asked.

in mind.

There is a memory of feeling his pulse in the rolling mill medical room.

However, no symptoms were identified.

but now.

Song Qingshan's medical skills have improved, and he can see that Lou Bancheng is indeed suffering from a disease just by looking at him.

The complexion is yellowish with deficiency of the face and red ears.

As the saying goes, when the weather is good, there is rain, and when people are yellow, they are sick.

Lou Bancheng didn't answer first.

Instead, he looked up at his wife standing behind him.

Seeing that she didn't mean to speak.

It seems that he still hasn't slowed down.

Lou Bancheng had no choice but to look back at Song Qingshan and said, "Old man, I haven't been able to digest well recently, and I always feel flatulence in my stomach."

"Bulping and farting?"

Song Qingshan asked after hearing this.

"This……."

Lou Bancheng is a fastidious person.

Song Qingshan asked so bluntly that he was speechless in embarrassment.

"I don't hide my illness from the doctor. I just answer what I ask you. Although feces, urine and fart are indecent, they are not worth mentioning in front of life and death."

Song Qingshan said slowly.

"That's right, Dad, in front of our lives and health, let's put down your airs."

"Drink water, old man."

Lou Xiaoe came over with a glass of boiled water and put it on the table in front of Song Qingshan.

He didn't shy away from being squeezed next to Song Qingshan.

Almost even deeply in love.

Lou Tan's eyelids jumped when he saw this scene.

370 This damn girl.

She looks like this in front of her parents, if she doesn't see it.

Not even more presumptuous?

"Old man, when you wake up in the morning, you usually burp and let out your breath."

"But hardly any during the day."

Lou Bancheng hesitated for a moment.

Tell the truth.

"Extend your arm." Song Qingshan leaned forward and stretched out a hand.

"Mr. Lao is here."

Lou Bancheng also quickly stretched out his arms.

Song Qingshan put his hand on his pulse and closed his eyes slightly.

Just got on the pulse.

Song Qingshan frowned.

Lou Bancheng's pulse was very strange.

Like the backflow caused by a river hitting a reef, it has both eddies and waves.

But it is like a rolling ball, and when pressed by fingers, there is a special feeling of "different peaks protruding".

This was the first time Song Qingshan had this kind of pulse.

But this kind of pulse condition is called moistening pulse.

About moistening the pulse, it has been recorded in medical books and classics.

Moisten pulse, very soft and floating, like silk in water, lightly grasped with hands, nothing when pressed, like water floating in retting.

If the average person sees the pulse.

Mostly it is rootless veins, loss of essence and blood, and decline of yang energy.

Usually tumor invasion.

Lead to imbalance of yin and yang, damage to both qi and blood.

Lou Xiaoe's father.

If it doesn't work out, it's cancer.

Song Qingshan felt his pulse for a while, and he was basically sure that Lou Bancheng's illness was not serious.

"Grandpa, is my dad okay?"

Seeing Song Qingshan raise his hand, Lou Xiaoe immediately asked.

"A little problem."

Song Qingshan said in a flat tone.

She didn't intend to tell Lou Xiao'e the truth, after all, she was still pregnant and couldn't bear this kind of blow at all.

Moreover.

Even if the truth is told with the current level of medical treatment, this disease cannot be cured at all.

Song Qingshan intends to take care of it.

"Dad, don't worry this time. The old man is a genius doctor. It's definitely okay to say that you have a small problem." Lou Xiaoe said with a smile.

"Thank you, old sir."

Lou Bancheng withdrew his hand, swept away the nervousness on his face, and thanked him.

Song Qingshan was about to speak.

Lou Tan spoke at this time, and she asked, "Are you planning to marry my daughter?".

119 The Lou Family Sends a Family Heirloom! ! ! (Seek full order)

"Mom, I told you not to ask these questions."

"Why are you still like this?"

Hearing this question from her mother, Lou Xiaoe immediately complained.

Started when I got home last night.

She repeatedly told her parents not to mention the topic of marriage after the old man came to the house.

At that time, my mother promised well.

The result is not only a change of mind now.

He asked such a straightforward question as soon as he opened his mouth.

Song Qingshan was at peace.

Reaching out to pick up the teacup, he took a sip leisurely.

Lou Bancheng also looked up at his wife, with somewhat reproachful eyes.

He just saw his doctor.

You start to make trouble?

Isn't it a bit like killing a donkey?

"you shut up."

Lou Tan glared at her daughter.

She must ask this matter clearly today, otherwise she will have trouble sleeping and eating.

My daughter can't just conceive a child without knowing it.

No matter what you say, you have to have a name.

"Mom..." Lou Xiaoe was a little anxious.

She has not dared to tell her parents that the old man in front of her is already a member of the family.

But what my mother said has already been asked.

I can't hide it even if I want to.

Song Qingshan put down his teacup and said slowly, "Old man, I have no plans to divorce yet, so I can only wrong Xiao'e first."

Song Qingshan's words were very tactful.

"what???"

Lou Tan's face changed when he heard this.

"Mr., when did you get married?" Lou Bancheng's eyes widened in shock.