Chapter 103: Are You a Doctor?
Wei Xia licked her lips, took a deep breath, moved her Adam's apple up and down, hugged the girl without squinting, and walked downstairs.
"That's... Isn't there an elevator, why take the stairs?" the girl blushed slightly, and whispered as she squeezed the hem of her clothes nervously.
"Ahh
And the guard Xia rolled his eyes, straightened his face, and forcibly made up a reason, pretending to be serious, "You have just been rescued by cardiopulmonary resuscitation, if you take the elevator, the pressure of weightlessness and overweight for a few seconds will make your heart unbearable." ”
The girl didn't know what was going on, but in front of her savior, she couldn't say anything.
"By the way, what's your name, girl?" Wei Xia coughed dryly and changed the subject.
"Lin, Lin Yunxuan, what about you?"
"Wei Xia. ”
……
After Wei Xia put Lin Yunxuan in the ambulance, he specially explained that the hotel manager would go to the hospital with her first, no matter what, he and this girl did not know each other, and it was too inappropriate to follow her directly to the hospital.
After doing all this, Wei Xia returned to the private room on the top floor again. But for some reason, there was a feeling of collapse in his body, and when he entered the room, his forehead was already covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat.
"Mr. Wei, why do you still have that hand?" Ma Ning looked curious, stared at Wei Xia who was panting, and said tentatively.
"Ma Shao, don't call me Mr. Wei or Mr. Wei, don't you know how much water I have? Just call me Wei Xia. Wei Xia waved his hand helplessly and said, "I trained these things in the school a few years ago, and I always thought that this thing was useless, but who knew that I would use it directly today!"
"So, Wei Xia, do you still know a little bit of medical knowledge?" Ma Huan on the side listened to Wei Xia's words, his cheeks were a little surprised, his eyebrows raised, and he said softly.
"I can only say that I know a little bit about traditional Chinese medicine, but it's all skin, and I can't take the noodles. Wei Xia smiled bitterly and waved his hand, quite modestly, but in his heart, there was a faint sense of self-satisfaction. With a universal system, what else in the world can't he do?
"Then take a look, is there any problem with your Aunt Duan's body?" Ma Huan's cheeks froze, and his finger pointed at Duan Ying next to the seat, with some anxiety in his words.
Hearing her husband's words, Duan Ying frowned slightly, and said angrily, "You, why do you say everything!"
Wei Xia was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand, "Mayor Ma, this is not appropriate, right..."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's time to give it a try. Ma Huan nodded, smiled at Wei Xia kindly, and said. "And haven't you been uncomfortable for a long time? I went to the hospital for a check-up and didn't find anything wrong, and I originally said that I would take you to try Chinese medicine in a few days, but now Wei Xia happens to know something about this, so let him take a look." ”
"And don't call it Mayor Ma, it sounds like a lot of life! Just call Uncle Ma!"
"Uncle Ma... I'll give it a try for now. Seeing Ma Huan's insistence, Wei Xia couldn't refuse, a smile squeezed out of his cheeks, and he said softly, "Aunt Duan, give me your hand." ”
Duan Ying turned her head and looked at Ma Huan beside her, and after seeing the latter nodding, she no longer hesitated, and handed her wrist out, "I didn't expect Wei Xia that you still know some Chinese medicine!"
Wei Xia smiled, settled his mind, slightly curled his fingers on Duan Ying's wrist, pretended to close his eyes, and frowned slightly, pretending to be seriously feeling the pulse.
In fact, with the help of the system, he had already seen that there was something wrong with this Ying's body. Duan Ying's liver fire is too vigorous and the heat in his body is too heavy, these are originally mysterious and mysterious existences in the body, and it is no wonder that traditional examinations have not been able to find out why.
But now he can't directly say the cause, and such a hasty remark is not convincing. After all, even if you are a seasoned Chinese medicine master, it is impossible to point out the problems in your body at a glance, right?
After about half a minute, Wei Xia slowly opened his eyes, and after a little contemplation, he said in a deep voice, "I see Aunt Duan, are you in a hurry lately?"
"Aunt Duan's liver fire is too vigorous, and she is a little weak, and if I guess correctly, Aunt Duan should have symptoms of insomnia, right?"
Hearing Wei Xia's words, Duan Ying and Ma Huan were stunned in their chairs for the moment, and glanced at each other before stammering, "You, how do you know?"
"Aunt Duan's pulse has already told me this just now. Wei Xia pointed at Duan Ying's wrist and chuckled.
"You... That's right. Duan Ying swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a trace of eagerness flashed in her eyes, and she pouted at Ma Ning on the side, and said angrily, "It's not this kid, he doesn't do his job all day long, he hasn't done anything serious, and after graduating from college, he started a gambling stone field, what kind of name can he get out of that thing!"
Seeing his mother taunting him like this, Ma Ning scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled.
"Then Wei Xia, is there any good treatment for Auntie's disease?"
Wei Xia waved his hand helplessly, "I'm not good at this, I haven't been exposed to the treatment method yet, so I can only see the cause, as for how to treat it, I guess I have to find those veteran Chinese medicine practitioners." ”
He didn't tell a lie, and now with the help of the system, he can only see what is wrong with this Ying's body, but when it comes to what to use to treat it, he really doesn't understand.
After all, he hadn't seen those medicinal materials with his own eyes, and he didn't know the medicinal properties of various medicinal materials, so he didn't dare to say anything casually at this time.
"Hey, that's right! Have you ever heard of Mr. Wang from the Rejuvenation Hall? He's been in our Taojiang City for the past few days! We'll go and have a look at him tomorrow!" Speaking of this, Ma Huan seemed to suddenly remember something, slapped his head suddenly, and said.
"Tomorrow morning, Wei Xia, you can also go with us! If the two of you communicate together, it may be of great benefit!"
"Then according to Uncle Ma. Wei Xia smiled faintly and raised the wine glass in his hand, "Uncle Ma, I toast you." ”
"Haha, okay!
……
The next day, in front of the comic company.
A black business car slowly stopped, and Ma Ning stepped down from it and beckoned to Wei Xia, who had been waiting here for a long time.
"Wei Xia, have you heard of this Rejuvenation Hall?" After Wei Xia greeted Ma Huan and Duan Ying, Ma Ning, who was sitting next to Wei Xia, didn't control the chatter and said.
"The name of the Rejuvenation Hall is unknown to everyone in Hedong Province. Wei Xia smiled lightly, and a little nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Wang has always been a person I admire very much." ”
"It's just that I haven't had the opportunity to meet Mr. Wang before this. As he spoke, Wei Xia sighed lightly.
"Crunch!"
At this moment, the commercial vehicle they were riding in suddenly deviated to the left, and then braked sharply, causing several of them to rush forward a lot, almost making several people in the car kowtow directly.
"What's going on with this car?!" Ma Huan's eyes widened instantly, staring closely at a car that suddenly burst out in front of him, with some anger in his eyes.
"Uncle Ma, don't worry, I'll go down and take a look. Wei Xia waved his hand and stopped Ma Huan, who was about to get out of the car to ask for an explanation. After all, without giving the latter time to react, he opened the car door and got out of the car.
"Okay, let Wei Xia take a look at what's going on. ”
Before, their car was driving well, but this silver-white Honda actually forcibly overtook it directly from the side, if it weren't for Ma Huan's faster reaction and hurriedly hit half a circle to the left, it is estimated that these two cars would have collided.
If you crash on the expressway, the consequences are unimaginable.
The Honda also stopped the car just now, the door opened, and a young man in a navy blue robe stepped out of the car, looking unhappy.
Wei Xia walked up to the man, "What's the matter with you, don't you know that you can't overtake on the expressway?"
"Do you blame us for grinding and chirping?" the man in the long shirt frowned, and his fingers were about to point at Wei Xia's chest.
However, the next moment, a cold light flashed in Wei Xia's eyes, and he made a lightning shot, grabbed the man's fingers fiercely, and then pulled the man's entire body hard.
Immediately, Wei Xia's left hand pressed on the man's shoulder, and his right palm was glued to his big arm, and with a force, the man's entire arm was dislocated!
"You, you, you!" A sharp pain came from his left shoulder, and the man tilted his head to the right, looking pained, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, turned his head and shouted into the car, "Uncle Zheng, come and save me!"
Hearing this terrible shout, the door on the other side immediately opened, and a man with eyes in a dark blue suit stepped out of the car, and when he saw the young man who shrunk up, he instantly straightened his face and hurriedly walked over, "Nephew Wang, what's wrong with you?"
"Uncle Zheng, this person seems to have dislocated my arm!" The man surnamed Wang bared his teeth, supported the joint of his left arm with his right hand, and inhaled cold air.
"Young man, how can you do such an indiscriminate thing without saying a word?!" The man known as Uncle Zheng frowned, looked at Wei Xia coldly, and said in a deep voice.
"Do you know who this is?!"
"I don't care about the importance of it, everyone respects it, and everyone insults it, he speaks disrespectfully first, what happened if I dislocated his arm?" Wei Xia smiled coldly, glanced at the man in the long shirt with grinning teeth, and then looked directly at the man in the suit in front of him, without the slightest hint of retreat.
"And does it matter who he is?"