"A piece of paper?"

Zhou Shutong could understand the usefulness of a pair of medicines, but he was quite puzzled by a piece of paper and wondered.

"Hmm!", Li Dajiang nodded, and continued to say with relish: "His aunt often has insomnia and dreams, and Qingwa writes the word 'tranquility' on a piece of paper!

"I have seen some landscape paintings of Chinese painting masters before, and when I appreciate them, it is like a person swimming in the painting, unless Mr. Li Changqing's calligraphy level is very high with the landscape painting of Chinese painting masters, and the artistic conception between the lines can achieve the effect you say!"

Zhou Shutong once worked in a well-known auction company, and has a little experience in calligraphy and antiques.

"At a young age, he has deep attainments in the fields of mathematics, medicine, and calligraphy, but he does not seek fame and fortune and lives in seclusion in the mountains, which is rare in today's society.

Li Changqing's knowledge and character are very appetizing to Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Zhou is not stingy with his praise words.

Guan Feng knew very well that it was very difficult to learn medical skills alone, and taking care of several fields at the same time would lead to greed and chewing, and in the end, each field was only a little superficial, and he felt that Mr. Zhou believed in others too easily, but it was not easy to speak.

The vehicle made nine turns and eighteen turns on the mountain road and finally arrived at Lijiaao.

Some villagers in the village have turned their homes into restaurants, and some have turned their homes into vegetable markets, which has a bit of a street meaning.

"Every day, many people come to Lijiaao to listen to Qingwa's reading and buy vegetables, but Qingwa's vegetables are limited to purchase, and the supply exceeds demand, so the talents in the village have the opportunity to set up stalls with them, which is better than working outside!"

Li Dajiang saw Mr. Zhou, Zhou Shutong, and Guan Feng looking blindfolded, and explained.

"Hehe, one person changes the fate of the entire village!"

Zhou Shutong smiled between his eyebrows, and became more and more curious about Li Changqing.

Li Changqing led the way in front and parked the car directly in front of Li Dajiang's house.

The car was parked, and Li Dajiang took Zhou Mengsheng to the prepared guest room.

"Grandpa, take a break!"

Mr. Zhou was not in good health, and he was running all the way, Zhou Shutong persuaded with some concern.

"I haven't been here for decades, so help me go around before you close your eyes!"

Mr. Zhou's body was a little tired, but his expression was quite excited.

"Okay!"

Zhou Shutong knew his grandfather's character very well, and said helplessly.

"Mr. Zhou, I have long heard the second child say that you are coming, the road is hard, take care of your body. ”

Li Dahai met Mr. Zhou back then and specially came to visit.

"Are you ......?"

Mr. Zhou has some impressions of Li Dahai, but he is very vague.

"My brother Dahai, Qingwa's father!", Li Dajiang introduced.

"Haha, come to think of it, you gave birth to a good son in the sea!", Mr. Zhou said with a smile.

"You're always saying that. Li Dahai said proudly.

"Old Zhou, remember me, Li Jianguo?", Li Jianguo leaned over and said.

"The one who used to wet the bed back then?", Mr. Zhou thought

"Look at what you said, why do you ...... mention that", Li Jianguo said embarrassedly.

Some elderly people in the village went to Li Dajiang's house to catch up with Zhou Lao.

Li Dajiang called the people in the village to come to his house for dinner, while Mr. Zhou walked around the village a few times surrounded by a bunch of people.

Except for the green mountains, there is no trace of the year.

Mr. Zhou had mixed tastes, tiredness welled up in his heart, and he returned to Li Dajiang's house to rest with the support of Zhou Shutong.

"Mr. Li Changqing, I heard that you have excellent medical skills?"

After Mr. Zhou fell asleep, Zhou Shutong asked Li Changqing.

"I know a little bit about fur!", Li Changqing said.

"Mr. Zhou, liver cirrhosis, gastrointestinal disorders, bronchial asthma, cor pulmonale, all of which are all diseases. Every disease is a stubborn disease that is difficult to cure, and Mr. Zhou's body is very weak and he can't take heavy medicine, so he has to take careful care of him to prevent him from getting sick, and it is difficult to completely cure it! I don't know what Mr. Li's high opinion is?"

Guan Feng buried the pit first and waited for Li Changqing to jump in.

From the point of view of traditional Chinese medicine, when a person is 50 years old, the liver qi begins to decline, and the person shows symptoms such as easy tiredness, dizziness, discomfort in the two flanks, and weak pulse; at the age of 60, the heart begins to decline, and the blood qi gradually relaxes and disperses; at the age of 70, the spleen becomes weak and the skin begins to wither. At the age of 80, the lung qi is declining, with shortness of breath, cough, fatigue, night sweats, edema, etc., and at the age of 90, the kidney qi is exhausted, and the meridians of the other four organs are also empty. ”

"Mr. Zhou should only be in his seventies, but he has kidney qi failure, and his body functions like a ninety-year-old man!"

Li Changqing saw and observed Zhou Laoxian's complexion when he was at the intersection of the expressway, and he was in poor physical condition and his organs were aging in advance, and analyzed.

"Although it is different from the presentation method of Western medicine, it is basically correct! You can know this by observing it with the naked eye, can it be said that he really has some ability?"

Guan Feng was quite surprised when he heard this, and speculated in his heart.

"It's the same as what Mr. Sun of Renhetang said, Mr. Li, is there any way?"

In addition to the normal methods of Western medicine, Mr. Zhou also went to Renhetang to see, and Zhou Shutong was emotional.

Renhetang has been inherited for hundreds of years, and has a significant prestige in the Chinese medicine industry, and Mr. Sun Mingren, a famous old Chinese medicine doctor, sat in Renhetang and personally showed Mr. Zhou, and said exactly the same thing as Li Changqing, but failed to give an effective plan, only saying that he was powerless.

"It's hard, it's hard!", Li Changqing shook his head and said.

"You're just saying it's difficult, there should be a way?", Zhou Shutong pleaded.

"No medicine can be cur......ed!", Li Changqing said softly.

"Mr. Li, what did you just say?", Zhou Shutong didn't hear clearly, and asked anxiously.

"When I get back to the mountain, try to make a pair of medicines, and I'll talk about it in three days!"

Li Changqing is not 100% sure, so he can only do his best.

"Uh-huh, thank you, Mr. Li!", Zhou Shutong said.

In the evening, every family in the village sent a representative to Li Dajiang's house for dinner, which was very lively.

Li Changqing drank a few glasses of wine with the elders, ate something casually and returned to Zhong Nanshan.

After finishing the book, enter the Tiangong Pavilion T-shaped laboratory and go directly to the bottom floor.

Li Changqing has been interested in electromagnetic fields since he was in high school, and after reading the "Sutra", he wanted to explore the problem of electromagnetic fields in the laboratory.

The electromagnetic waves generated by the interaction of electric fields and magnetic fields, and the phenomenon of electromagnetic waves emitting or leaking into the air is called electromagnetic radiation.

Electromagnetic radiation is a special form of matter that cannot be seen or touched.