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

He didn't dare to make another slight movement.

"Old brother?"

Song Qingshan shook his head when he heard this name, but he didn't take it seriously. He raised his hand and gently pulled out a silver needle.

The needles are slightly blackened.

This is not the toxin absorbed, but the blood stasis contaminated.

"Father, it's not right for you to call old man old brother. You should call him old man. He's 100 years old this year."

Song Qingshan didn't take it seriously.

When Factory Manager Yang heard the old father's address to Song Qingshan, he quickly explained.

"hiss……."

Father Yang Wenyan was shocked.

Quickly apologized, "Master, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."

"It's okay."

"I'm so old, I still take advantage of calling me old brother."

See the patient's condition improve.

Song Qingshan was also in a good mood, with a sense of accomplishment.

"Then I'll call you old man, old man, you look tougher than me, you don't look like a 100-year-old man."

Father Yang was still shocked by Song Qingshan's age.

He will be strong all his life.

Now I see a person who is stronger than me, who is over a hundred years old and still comes out to see a doctor.

Father Yang felt ashamed.

In addition to shock and admiration in my heart.

Song Qingshan just smiled and didn't talk to Zhang Yilin, but looked at Zhang Yilin, "Stop the needle."

"Okay, you always rest, leave it to me."

Zhang Yilin doesn't know how to give needles, but the small task of narrowing the needles is still easy.

Hearing Master Song Qingshan's order.

Get started right away.

"Old man, how many times does my father want to fuck?" Director Yang looked at Song Qingshan and asked.

"One time is enough."

"I'll write you a medicine list later, you can find a Chinese medicine hall and grab three doses of the medicines on the list, and you'll probably be able to walk after drinking them."

Now that the rewards of the system have been distributed.

That means that the patient is basically fine, and he can drink a few medicinal soups to nourish his body.

Should be healed.

"Hurry up, find a pen and paper for the old man." Father Yang immediately pointed to his son and urged.

Originally a patient who basically had no idea about living.

Just two hours.

The state of mind has undergone a huge change, and hope has been rekindled.

Especially after knowing Song Qingshan's age.

Father Yang also wanted to fight.

Fight for another three or 40 years for the old Hades.

"I'll get it."

Hearing his father's order, Director Yang hurried to the study room and quickly brought a pen and paper.

Song Qingshan took the pen and paper.

I quickly wrote down a prescription, and the traditional Chinese medicines on it were not too expensive.

They are all common medicinal materials for supplementing qi and blood.

It is easy to buy.

After Song Qingshan finished writing, he handed it over to Director Yang.

"Thank you, sir."

Factory Manager Yang put it away carefully as if he had found a treasure, and his gratitude to Song Qingsheng in his eyes was beyond words.

Almost another hour passed.

It was almost noon.

Zhang Yilin just finished collecting the silver needles on Father Yang's body, and was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

My wrists are sore.

He was getting more and more frightened, it only took more than ten minutes for Master to give the needle.

And every frame is accurately inserted into the acupuncture points.

After finishing.

It looks effortless at all.

And he just narrowed the needle.

There is no technical content, not to mention, and I am so tired.

Master is simply a god alive.

"Old man, it's almost noon, stay for a light meal."

"Yes, treat the old gentleman well."

The Yang family father and son are very enthusiastic.

I want to stay Song Qingshan at home for a meal.

"No, let's go back."

"You'd better grab the medicine for your father first, and wait for the needle holes on your father's body to heal before sunset, and give him a dose of medicinal soup as soon as possible."

"That's the best way to recover."

Song Qingshan politely refused.

As the saying goes, take people short, eat people short mouth.

Song Qingshan wanted to keep this favor.

Wait until later.

"Okay, okay, listen to the old man."

"Then I'll send the old man back first, and then go grab the medicine."

Every word that Director Yang said to Song Qingshan now sounds like an imperial decree to his ears.

Dare not have a little rebuttal.

soon.

Several people got into the car again.

The car didn't take long.

Come to a road near the market.

Song Qingshan looked through the window.

Suddenly, he saw Qin Huairu's figure, followed by Sha Zhu, carrying a large bag in his hand.

Song Qingshan was a little puzzled.

Wasn't Qin Huairu alone when she left in the morning?

"Stop the car first."

"Old sir, what's the matter?"

Director Yang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head and asked in confusion.

"I saw that the girl didn't pick her up in the car."

Song Qingshan pointed to Qin Huairu and said.

"Old man, is this your great-granddaughter?" Director Yang followed the direction Song Qingshan pointed.

He noticed Qin Huairu.

A young girl, at his age, in terms of seniority, she should be the great-grandson of the old man.

"No way, my master has no relatives, no reason, no children, no daughters, where is the great-grandson?"

Zhang Yilin had a better understanding of Song Qingshan's situation.

He shook his head and explained.

But he was also very curious, when did Master meet such a young and beautiful girl?

"Master, who is this little girl?"

Song Qingshan was half-joking, and half-seriously said: "You can be regarded as the old man's daughter-in-law who has never been married!".

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"What?"

"A daughter-in-law who hasn't been married yet?"

"It's a bit of a joke, old man."

Song Qingshan's words were astonishing.

The voice just fell.

Factory Director Yang and Zhang Yilin were startled and stared wide-eyed with astonishment.

Even the driver who drove the car.

Hearing Song Qingshan's words, his jaw dropped in shock, he shook the steering wheel and made a sharp turn.

Song Qingshan had a calm expression on his face.

Anyway, sooner or later, I'm going to go to Qin Huairu's door, so let's talk about it now, let's talk about it first.

The shock shown by the three people in the car.

as predicted.

"Old sir, you are old-hearted."

"This……."

Director Yang is a talkative person, he can talk about everything without a break.

But hear about it.

All of a sudden to the whole speechless.

"Master, you, do you really want to marry her?"

Zhang Yilin understands Master Song Qingshan's temperament very well, he is a strict and self-disciplined old man.

Little jokes.

He has never told a lie. Since he can say this, it is likely to be true.