Chapter 33: Do You Still Want Me to Vomit Blood?
"Cremate your uncle?" Xu Zhenqiang looked at Sun Xiaobao with an angry face.
Seeing Xu Zhenqiang wake up, Sun Xiaobao hurriedly said into the phone: "I'm sorry, people are not dead yet, I'll call you again when they are dead!"
"Dad, what's the situation? Are you testing Sun Xiaobao?" Xu Yu frowned, and at this moment she seemed to understand something.
Hearing this, Xu Zhenqiang and his wife both showed embarrassed expressions.
Liu Rong smiled: "Actually, I don't want to be like this, it's your father who doesn't believe your classmates, so he came up with this method to test your classmates." ”
Promise asked, "What's the matter with all that blood?"
Liu Rong coughed lightly and said embarrassedly: "Your father killed an old hen and took chicken blood in his mouth, causing a sign of vomiting blood." Speaking of this, Liu Rong's expression suddenly became serious: "Husband, I remember that you only had a small mouthful of blood, but why did you vomit blood just now?"
Xu Zhenqiang smiled and didn't smile: "Not only did I vomit just now, but now I want to vomit!" said very kindly and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"This... Why is this still addictive?" Liu Rong was shocked, and her promise was even more pale.
"Aren't you angry with this?" Xu Zhenqiang pointed at Sun Xiaobao, his arm trembling slightly. The anger in his eyes grew stronger, and he wanted to beat this guy up, only in this way could he vent the anger in his heart. He didn't believe in Sun Xiaobao's skills, and wanted to test him, but he didn't expect this product to be so damaged.
"Who are you, you? Even if Lao Tzu is really dead, even if he wants to be cremated, it won't be your turn to call the crematorium, right?" Xu Zhenqiang looked at Sun Xiaobao angrily.
Hearing this, Sun Xiaobao became serious: "Hello uncle and aunt, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sun Xiaobao, and I am your future uncle!"
Burst!
Xu Zhenqiang vomited blood and shouted indistinctly: "You get out of Lao Tzu!"
Xu Zhenqiang wanted his wife to heal, but he couldn't accept that his uncle would heal his wife, and he was still dripping with gynecological diseases...
This dog is not only going to harm his daughter, but also his mother-in-law!
Hong Kong Zhen, Xu Zhenqiang can't accept this kind of thing.
"Sun Xiaobao, shut up!" Xu Yu glared at Sun Xiaobao fiercely, and then looked at his father: "Dad, do you really want to watch my mother leave us? Do you want her to be tortured to death by the disease? Don't listen to Sun Xiaobao's nonsense, our relationship is innocent." ”
"I..." Xu Zhenqiang immediately stopped talking, as a man who spoiled his wife and was crazy, he naturally didn't want his lover to die.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Zhen forcibly calmed down his anger: "Say, how do you know that I am pretending to be sick?"
Sun Xiaobao said: "Generally speaking, anger can also lead to vomiting blood, after all, qi hurts the liver, and the liver is the source of human hematopoiesis. However, I haven't heard of anyone who can vomit blood by smashing himself, and besides, if my uncle really vomits blood, why don't you call 120 or send someone to the hospital?"
"Even if you don't want to make a noise, but behind it is the martial arts hall, if you really go crazy and disrupt the furnishings in the room, it will definitely attract the attention of those disciples of the martial arts hall, right? But no one came here. It doesn't make sense for you to be waiting for us instead of calling or calling for help, so I think you're faking your illness, and the reason for faking your illness is out of a temptation to distrust me. ”
"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, my uncle is dead, and there is no need to call for help and call 120. ”
"Such a scheming?" Xu Zhenqiang was deeply surprised, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Sun Xiaobao, is this guy really a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?
Sun Xiaobao smiled slightly: "Uncle, the purpose of my coming here is to treat my aunt, so let's talk about these unnutritious lines later? Anyway, there will be time in the future." ”
Xu Zhenqiang snorted lightly, although he did not agree, he did not object.
"Xiaobao, this is Auntie's case, you can take a look at it first!" Liu Rong handed the case to Sun Xiaobao, her eyes shining with hope.
"Okay auntie. Sun Xiaobao replied politely, no way, he hasn't made the promise yet, so he will get the mother-in-law first, as long as the mother-in-law is done, will the promise be far away?
No, you can't!
It's just that when he saw the condition on the case, his expression had become much more solemn: "Now the cancer cells have penetrated into the five internal organs, although there are not many, but it is more difficult than I imagined." ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became nervous.
"But it's nothing, it's just more time-consuming, and it can be cured. Sun Xiaobao was a little lucky, glad that the disease was discovered in time, if the cancer cells spread to the entire five organs, let alone him, even if Da Luo Tianxian descended to earth, he would not be able to cure Liu Rong's cancer.
Many people are sentenced to death when they are diagnosed with advanced cancer, and in the final analysis, the cancer cells have spread to the five organs, and when the cancer cells have completely penetrated into the five organs, that is the time of death, and there is no cure for this disease.
"How to treat it?" Xu Zhenqiang asked with concern.
"Do you have pen and paper?" asked Sun Xiaobao.
"Yes!" Xu promised and hurriedly found a pen and paper.
"I wrote a few kinds of Chinese medicine, and my uncle grabbed the medicine according to the recipe I wrote, and then boiled the medicinal materials, and then put them in a wooden barrel. Sun Xiaobao wrote the names of more than 20 kinds of Chinese medicines as he spoke, and even wrote down the dosages.
"Little guy, the handwriting is good!" Looking at the regular script written by Sun Xiaobao, Xu Zhenqiang suddenly had a feeling of shock, he usually likes to practice calligraphy, but he found that he has lived for most of his life, and he is not as good as a junior. The handwriting he writes is neat and powerful, and every word has a feeling of being natural, he has seen people who can write this kind of calligraphy, but he is an old man who has practiced calligraphy for decades, and now he is not shocked to see a seventeen or eighteen-year-old junior write it?
"This guy writes very sloppily, how can he write so well?"
Soon Sun Xiaobao wrote out the prescription, handed it to Xu Zhenqiang and asked: "I wrote two prescriptions, one is to take and the other is to soak in a medicinal bath." By the way, is there more than 100 years of old ginseng?"
Xu Zhenqiang nodded: "Yes, can you also put it in it and boil it together?"
For the prescription written by Sun Xiaobao, Xu Zhenqiang felt very unfamiliar.
No, to be precise, in front of Sun Xiaobao, his knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is useless at all, and he doesn't know what the prescription written by Sun Xiaobao is.
But at this point, he can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
Sun Xiaobao said: "No, no, no, ginseng is not boiled, I will eat it later." ”
Xu Zhenqiang's face changed, and he looked at the young man with trembling all over his body: "Do you still want me to vomit blood? You actually want to eat more than 100-year-old ginseng? Aren't you afraid of being made up for death? Do you know how much a hundred-year-old ginseng is worth?"
The corners of Sun Xiaobao's mouth rose: "Is it worth more than Auntie's life?"