"Boiled chicken soup?" Su Qingya was stunned on the spot.

The people next to him were dumbfounded.

Is there really such a cure and life-saving?

"Yes. Who goes to the kitchen to prepare chicken soup, prawns, dragon wells, wine, monosodium glutamate and the like for me. Chen Yang nodded affirmatively.

Today's Ye Lao's birthday banquet, these things are all there. It's not hard to prepare.

"Brother Yang, I'll go and prepare it for you. ”

Ye Xuan looked extremely active and immediately said.

In his heart, Ye Xuan thought excitedly, Brother Yang was ready to create a miracle again. Using chicken soup for the soul to save people is something that has never been done before.

Ye Xuan went to prepare, while the people next to him whispered.

"Can chicken soup really save people?"

"I don't think so. ”

"Yes. The man had a stroke. What is possible with chicken soup, can cure the disease. ”

For Chen Yang's hand, most people still don't believe it.

However, there are also many people who have reservations. After all, Chen Yanglu's hand just now was too magical.

Johnson muttered, "Is this really possible? Chicken soup for a stroke? Oh, it can't be." ”

Lu Renjie was more direct, like a clown jumping off the beam, pointing at Chen Yang and saying, "Hmph, did you hear that?" Teacher Johnson said that it is impossible to treat a stroke with chicken soup. Don't pretend to be a fool here. It's simply not possible. I haven't heard of it either, it's okay. ”

"Lu Renjie, you haven't heard of it, it can only mean that you are short-sighted. Su Qingya dismissed Lu Renjie on the spot.

Originally, she still had a little affection for Lu Renjie. But today Lu Renjie is like a clown jumping off the beam, which makes her feel no good at all.

"yes. Speaking of your medical skills, you should treat it. ”

"You have a way, you can come. ”

"You can do it, you can go up. No, don't BB. ”

The people who supported Chen Yang next to them, they said to Lu Renjie.

"I~"

Lu Renjie was questioned like this. He didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

Johnson can't help it for the time being, what else can he do?

But he still said cheekily, "Anyway, I don't believe in the pseudoscience of Chinese medicine." I also don't believe that a pot of chicken soup can save people. ”

"What if I could save people with a pot of chicken soup?" Chen Yang touched his nose and smiled at Lu Renjie.

"No way. Lu Renjie still said firmly.

"Why don't we make a bet. If only I could do it. After that, you will disappear forever in front of Qingya. How far is the thought, how far can you roll for me?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

"You curse. Lu Renjie said with a dark face.

"I still want to beat people. At that time, you will know that Lao Tzu is both civil and military. Chen Yang smiled, "I'll ask you, bet or not." ”

Su Qingya showed a faint smile. She appreciates Chen Yang's point, no matter what the occasion, she will scold you if she is unhappy.

This is the urine sex of pure masters.

"Bet. What if you can't?" Lu Renjie had studied medicine for nearly fifteen years, and according to his knowledge, it was impossible to save a stroke in this way.

"I'll ask Qingya to give you a chance to pursue. Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Master~" Su Qingya's face turned red when she heard this.

"Good. Lu Renjie replied, and at the same time he said proudly, "You are doomed." ”

"Brother Yang, what you want is here. ”

At this time, Ye Xuan rushed over with a small cart like a chef.

There is a stove on top of the cart, and there are prawns, chicken, Longjing tea leaves, and some ingredients next to it.

"Yes. Just give it to me. ”

Chen Yang walked over and said.

Ye Xuan immediately gave up a position for Chen Yang.

Chen Yang walked to the cart, he put the hot water on the stove to heat, and after the water boiled, he put the chicken down.

Cooking about the same, he added the prawns and a little toppings.

Belch!

The people next to him were a little stunned when they looked at it.

Chen Yang really cooked chicken soup?

I thought there was something magical.

When the soup was almost cooked, Chen Yang put in Longjing tea leaves.

Soon a pot of clear chicken soup was cooked.

Chen Yang poured out a bowl and served it.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who had a stroke has been much better, but Shuangzhi is still sluggish, and his body is still twitching from time to time.

"Master, is a bowl of chicken soup really okay?"

Su Qingya was a little worried.

What if it doesn't work?

Isn't she going to pursue Lu Renjie's guy?

"What are you afraid of. Even if it doesn't work. You let him pursue it and forget it. Isn't he usually pursuing you all the time? You just refuse on the spot. Chen Yang said with a smile.

Shameless!

When Lu Renjie heard Chen Yang's words, he was so angry that he almost didn't grit his teeth. How could he not have thought of this?

This gamble is so fucked up!

As soon as Su Qingya heard it, she felt that it made sense. A small smile crossed her face.

At the same time, she glared at Lu Renjie. The meaning of this glance is probably that if you want to chase it, I am ready to refuse you at any time.

When Lu Renjie saw Su Qingya's eyes, his heart was half cold.

At the same time, he was depressed. was pitted by Chen Yang!

"Young man, can a bowl of chicken soup really cure a stroke?" Johnson asked Chen Yang with a little discussion at this moment.

"In the eyes of Chinese medicine, there is no medicine. As long as it can cure the patient, it is medicine. Chen Yang explained.

Johnson nodded understandingly.

But he still wanted to see if it was really as amazing as Chen Yang said.

At this time, the chicken soup was almost cold, so he and Su Qingya poured a bowl of chicken soup into the patient's mouth.

A bowl of chicken broth goes down.

A miracle happened.

The patient, who was still pale and unable to speak, now has a better face and can speak with his mouth.

"Thank you. Thank you, Miracle Doctor. ”

When the middle-aged man recovered, he grabbed Chen Yang's hand and said with red eyes.

"That's what I'm supposed to do. Let's have another bowl. ”

Chen Yang added another bowl of chicken soup.

"Don't bother you. I'll do it myself. Do it yourself. ”

The middle-aged man took the bowl and drank it himself.

After the second bowl, he felt better.

"How do you feel now?" asked Su Qingya beside her.

"Comfortable. The whole body is comfortable. It's amazing. The middle-aged man said excitedly.

In fact, he had tried a slight stroke before, and he was lying in the hospital for half a month before he came out.

Today this time it was more serious, he didn't expect to be put some blood on his finger by Chen Yang, twist his ears a few times, and then feel completely better after drinking two bowls of chicken soup.

"Miracle Doctor. What a miracle doctor. The middle-aged man couldn't help but shout.

"The miracle doctor doesn't dare to be it. You still have to pay attention to your body in the future. Drink less alcohol and don't overindulge. Chen Yang said to the middle-aged man.

"Understood. Got it. Doctor, prescribe a prescription for me. The middle-aged man grabbed Chen Yang and didn't let go, "As for the medical expenses, you can just open it." ”

Those who can come today are either rich or expensive, and they don't care about this little money at all.

"No prescription is needed. Just go home and cook it with this chicken soup. Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Okay. Got it. Got it. The middle-aged man replied repeatedly.

After saying that, he ran over and grabbed the pot of soup. For him, it was not an ordinary pot of chicken soup, but divine water.

(End of chapter)