It was Viola who interrupted their chat.

She was anxious, watching Yang Meng and the others chatting so vigorously and ignoring herself, she couldn't hold it back, and said to Yang Meng: "Mr. Yang, although little Al-Thani is despicable, it shows a problem: things that can be solved with money are not called problems! Mr. Yang, you say, how much money do you need to help treat our children there?"

After listening to Viola's words, the scene was silent.

Long Xixiang got up suddenly: "Dandan, doll, crooked, let's go back to the room to play games!"

Although he has not yet entered the household registration, he is now called Yang Crooked----- this name is better than Yang Laowai, right?

The most important thing is the language barrier, she knows that the pronunciation of 'WAI' is to call her. That's why it's the name.

Yang Doll said: "No, I still have to listen to my father tell them stories." ”

Miyu Nakamura also got up and said, "Mom will tell you better stories." ”

"I don't want it, you talk about little pigs, little sheep and little princesses all day long, naïve or not!" Yang Doll looked at the crowd: "It's better to listen to Dad's stories." ”

Miu Nakamura has a black line on her face.

Long Xixiang took Yang Doll's hand: "Let's go, I'll tell you the story of your father beating the big shark today!"

"Really?" Yang Doll's eyes widened.

"Can I still lie to you?" Long Xixiang and Nakamura Miyu coaxed the child away, and when she left, she didn't forget to call Wang Shaofang: "Ida, don't you come with us?"

Ida said, "No, I heard the story of the Duke and the Duchess very well. ”

How could she go? At this time, she was talking about the critical time, but she didn't want to hear Hugh and Susan's travel story, she wanted to hear the conversation between Yang Meng and Viola. She used Hugh and Susan as a guise to make Long Xixiang unable to refuse.

After listening to Ada's words, Long Xixiang nodded: "Okay, let's take the child back first." ”

And Sasha, Sister He and others also retreated one after another when they saw this situation, and the atmosphere in the entire restaurant became depressed.

Yang Meng watched the child leave, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"Viola, do you think this is a problem that can be solved with money?" Yang Meng asked rhetorically.

Viola listened, "I admit that it is not a good way to settle things with money, but it is a good way to measure your labor, and I will definitely give you a good price that satisfies you." ”

Before Yang Meng could speak, Hugh was anxious: "Ahem, Viola, what are you talking about?"

Viola pouted, "I'm telling the truth." I was thinking about this when I was talking about little Al-Thani, how much money do you need to help those kids?"

Yang Meng flicked the cigarette ash: "How much?" Hugh, can you promise me one thing?"

Hugh on the side was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

"In the future, when you come to me, don't bring your sister. Yang Meng said: "Viola, I really don't have as much money as your family, but I can still take out more than a billion US dollars, which is not the same as your assets, you have real estate, and I am all cash, do you think I will do these things for money?"

Viola was stunned when she heard this: "But this is to help the child, how can you be so ruthless?"

Yang Meng grinned: "I'm ruthless? Oh, if you are willing to pay for your children, I will treat those children? What about those patients who have no money? They deserve to die? If it comes to words, I would rather save the poor than the rich! Just like your father, what if he dies suddenly? He left a lot of wealth to his family, and the children can live well, but what about a poor person? Maybe that patient is the pillar of the family! Maybe because of a disease, a family is ruined! So if I stand on the side of morality, who am I helping? Don't use the moral high ground to suppress me, I really don't eat this. I will teach you an ancient poem of the Han Kingdom: An can break the eyebrows and bend the waist to deal with the powerful, so that I will not be happy!"

"What does that mean?" asked Viola, puzzled.

Yang Meng grinned and said with a vicious smile: "Don't want Lao Tzu to listen to you, because Lao Tzu is unhappy!"

Hugh saw that the atmosphere was not good, and hurriedly persuaded: "Yang, my sister is still the kind of girl who has not been beaten by society, she is still a little naïve, she is not very good at talking。。。。。。 But can you really cure mental illness? How do you do that?"

Susan also said: "Okay, Yang, don't be like a child, she is my sister-in-law!"

Yang Meng's face was black: "What kind of child is she? Graduated from a prestigious university, she has this attitude towards the world? I'm enough, if it was someone else, I would have thrown it out of my house! Do you think you have more money, you are a cow? If I want to make money, I really don't care about your little money!"

Hugh laughed: "My family has tens of billions of assets, if someone else says, 'Such a little money is not in your eyes', I will laugh at him for ignorance, but I really can't refute you when you say this." I think you can close casinos all over the world------ but Yang, how do you treat mental illness?"

Yang Meng explained: "Regarding mental illness, in fact, our ancestors have studied them since the Spring and Autumn Period more than 2,500 years ago, and they were called 'heart diseases' at that time. The treatment method used is Chinese medicine in combination with Zhu Youke. ”

"Zhu Yuko, what is it?" Hugh asked, puzzled.

Yang Meng said: "It's a way to use charms to heal." ”

"How can this work? It's a lie!" Viola cried out.

Yang Meng pointed at Viola: "Don't interrupt others when they're talking, or I'll punish you!"

Viola wanted to refute after hearing this, but Hugh stopped her, and he said to Yang Meng: "If according to my guess, this kind of Zhu Yuke you said should have something in common with the current hypnosis, right?"

Yang Meng's eyes changed a little when he saw Xiu, nodded and said: "Actually, Zhu Youshu is a talisman therapy, but from the current scientific point of view, it includes a series of means such as suggestion therapy, hypnotherapy, psychotherapy, and music therapy. ”

Di Wei, who was on the side, couldn't listen anymore: "Master, I don't refute what suggestion therapy, hypnotherapy, psychotherapy and so on are included in Zhu Youshu, it does sound reasonable, but what kind of thing do you say music therapy is?"

Yang Meng took a napkin and pretended to be holding a rune paper in his hand, stood up and danced like a dancing god, and there were words in his mouth: "Mommy Mommy Coax~~~~~ Mommy Coax~~~Mommy Coax~~~ Mommy Coax~~~~ Look, this TRAP, the ancient rap music has wood?"

Di Wei laughed 'poof', and he gave a thumbs up: "Master, I'm convinced!"

Viola was furious: "Mr. Yang, are you insulting me?"

Yang Meng was stunned for a moment, then shook the tissue in his hand, and pointed his finger directly on the top of Viola's head: "I said that if you interrupt me again, you will be punished!

Everyone at the scene was stunned except for Pan Peiyu and Di Wei, because Viola stood in place with a frightened expression, but she couldn't speak or move, as if someone had pressed the 'freeze frame button'.

"It's 。。。。。。 Hugh asked, puzzled.

"I said, this is Zhu Youshu!" Yang Meng put the tissue back on the table and sat down: "You say that our ancestors' treatment methods are not scientific?

Hugh blinked and stopped talking.

It is said that Chinese medicine is backward, but in fact, compared with the original Western medicine, Chinese medicine is really much more scientific!

For example, mental illness also existed in ancient Western times, and they called it 'evil spirit' or demonic possession. So how to treat this disease? Just make a hole in the patient's skull, thinking that the patient will release the evil spirit in the body.

Anyway, this evil spirit was released without Yang Meng knowing, this life is completely released!

Later, when they 'advanced' in medicine, when they encountered a mentally ill person, they would grab a bunch of leeches and throw the patient into the leech pile. When the patient is fed with leeches, he is really much more honest----- and he can't be honest! Can he not lose too much blood and not weaken his body? It would be good not to be unconscious!

In modern times, is modern Western medicine just good for treating mental illness? The answer is no.

Eighty or ninety years ago, what was the treatment of mental illness like? It consisted of lying motionless like a mummy, or simply surgically removing the white matter of the anterior lobe and becoming demented.

It is said that Westerners seem to be particularly fond of drilling holes in their heads, and there have been records of drilling holes in their heads as early as 10,000 years ago.

In 1935, a Portuguese doctor named Egas-Monitz invented a procedure called 'lobotomy', claiming that it was the best way to treat mental illness, which was to make a hole in the human head and remove the anterior lobe of the brain, and even won the Nobel Prize in Medicine in 1949.

And this is also known as the biggest black spot on the Nobel Prize in Medicine----- this operation is not to save people at all, but to kill people!

Hugh was a little worried about his sister: "Is Viona alright?"

"It's okay, let her listen quietly and let's talk. Yang Meng said.

Wang Shaofang, who was on the side, couldn't hold back anymore, and asked curiously: "Since you know such powerful medical skills, you don't want to treat people, so why don't you teach others?"

Yang Meng glanced at Wang Shaofang: "It's too difficult! Studying medicine is a talent, just look at my two stupid apprentices, just now I dared to laugh at the master? It's too difficult to let them open their minds! And what did you say just now? Yes, this is not scientific! Even if I take out this technology, no one will recognize it, so what else do I take it out for? But what you said is also right, after all, this is a matter of accumulating virtue, so I am thinking about training my two stupid apprentices in the past few days to see if they can open their minds. ”

After listening to Yang Meng's words, Wang Shaofang's heart was about to laugh and blossom, it was better to come early than to come by chance, and now opening Yang Meng's small workshop will definitely be rewarding!

The great credit is beckoning to you!