Matsui-style residences are not far from Yukimi's room, separated by a small lake formed by a pool of hot spring water; There are wooden corridors connected to each corner, and at each bend stand two big men in brown kimonos, and they bow their heads when they see Yukimi Iike.

It's different, there was no such security in Jiujin before; Could it be that the Ichi family is an underworld? It costs a lot of money to feed such a large group of thugs, right?

The clogs made a crisp sound of hitting the ground, and when Zhu Tong walked in with Ichi Yukimi, Bai Jiashu was playing Go with Matsui Shiki, and Zheng Shurong and several Japanese doctors were busy in the next room against a bunch of instruments.

Seeing Zhu Tong, Bai Jiashu and Matsui Shiki both smiled ambiguously, and didn't say anything, a trace of blush flew on Ichi Yukimi's cheeks.

Zhu Tong is very generous, anyway, he didn't do anything unseemly, others misunderstand or not, the little liar has never cared, as long as Ye'er doesn't misunderstand.

"Is Mr. Matsui better?" Zhu Tong naturally sat down on Matsui's left hand and pulled up his wrist pulse.

"Very well, I feel like I'm back 10 years ago." Matsui had a good complexion, and Zhu Tong and the doctors knew that the danger still existed.

The lazy butterfly god was urged by Zhu Tong and forced to contact Purple Butterfly, reflecting everything in Matsui's body in front of Zhu Tong's eyes.

The word "Zhumen" only replenishes Matsui's fragile vitality and temporarily inhibits the development of cancer cells. Zhu Tong can feel that there are nineteen black spots of different sizes in Matsui's body, all over various organs, those should be the lesions that have spread, right? These cancerous lesions are temporarily dormant and can recur at any time.

Zheng Shurong was like a competent assistant, sending a sorted medical record to Zhu Tong; He knew that Zhu Tong could not understand too professional things, and tried to express the esoteric English technical terms in plain Chinese.

"What do they think?" After Zhu Tong read the medical records, he asked Zheng Shurong. They are referring to the doctors who have been in Kutsunai.

As he estimated, Matsui's cancer cells were still present; It's just that Zhu Tong felt nineteen, while the medical record showed fifteen, and there were four hidden lesions that were not discovered by modern instruments.

Zheng Shurong glanced at Matsui Shi, a little hesitant; It seems to be wondering, is it appropriate to say the condition in front of the patient?

"Zheng Jun, old Matsui has already died once, this life was renewed for me by Mr. Li, and I will earn one more day now, Zheng Jun said." Matsui smiled heartily, and coughed violently due to excitement and overexertion.

Bai Jiashu hurriedly stood up to soothe him, and waited for Matsui to calm down before Zheng Shurong said.

"The professor at Kyoto University believes that it is better for Mr. Matsui to receive chemotherapy right now, because if the lesion worsens again, no one may be able to save him."

Are those professors of medicine? Zhu Tong glanced at the few people next door, and sure enough, they all had the temperament of a professional doctor.

"Chemotherapy?" Bai Jiashu chuckled lightly and slapped a sunspot on the chessboard. "Mr. Matsui's current condition is temporary, and although on the surface it seems that the indicators are stabilizing, he cannot withstand the side effects of chemotherapy and will kill him."

A doctor in his fifties walked over from next door, and after exchanging a few words in English with Zheng Shurong, he said something in Japanese to Matsui Shiki.

"Western medicine can't cure my illness, you can go, get out of here immediately. In the future, I will only be treated by Dr. Lee and Dr. Bai. "Matsui waved his hand;" You don't need to say more, my illness started with your treatment, is it effective? Go back and tell Dean Jimi that the Iike family is ready to cancel their sponsorship of Kyoto Medical Center. ”

"Grandpa Shi, you can't be angry." Yukimi Iike had been sitting quietly on the side, but at this moment she stood up, whispered something to the middle-aged man, and sent him out of the room.

Zhu Tong heard her gentle tone, although he couldn't understand Japanese, he could vaguely feel that Matsui Shiki and Ichi Yukimi were singing duets in front of these doctors; Maybe it's to establish the prestige of Yukimi Iike, the new owner of the family.

Yukimi Iike is back, still sitting quietly on the sidelines; Zhu Tongbian made a Matsui-style diagnosis, thinking: This old guy is so cunning and domineering, if he fully recovers his health, will it be good or bad for Yukimi Iike?

The eyes of the two people met, and Ichi Yukimi showed a slight surprise, as if she could sense what Zhu Tong was thinking; Then she also fell into deep thought.

Kazuo Ikeda walked in, his face flushed, and it seemed that this time he had received a great benefit. The worry and frustration that Zhu Tong felt in him before was replaced by irrepressible excitement.

"Mr. Li, are you okay? In order to treat Mr. Matsui, it is really worrying that you will faint from exhaustion for two days. After greeting Matsui, Ikeda sat down next to Zhu Tong with a smile on his face.

"Yes, the doctor's parents, we are also very happy to see that the patient can get better." Zhu Tong's fingertips turned out Long Xinghao, shook it in front of Ikeda, and stabbed into the Matsui-style shoulder well hole; "Speaking of which, it's really a shame that you gave me these two magic needles. Mr. Matsui's illness still needs to be observed, Dr. Haku, what is your opinion? ”

Both Ikeda and Matsui's eyes fell on Bai Jiashu, and in the past two days, Hui Heji has been strictly forbidden by Matsui Shiki to enter his room; The prescription prescribed by Bai Jiashu is also cooked by a special person. One of the reasons why Chinese medicine is mysterious and profound is that it is impossible to understand the mystery without reading medical books and exploring by yourself.

Although Hui Heji is known as a master of acupuncture, it is the result of his own understanding of several ancient books that were lost to Japan during the war; When encountering Bai Jiashu, who was born as an authentic doctor, there is a clear difference between the prescription and the effect of the prescription. The core of TCM dispensing is its theory that the five elements of yin and yang are mutually reinforcing, and each case is ever-changing, which cannot be understood just by reading a few more books.

"I didn't do anything, mainly to maintain the foundation that Dr. Li laid for Mr. Matsui, the specific condition...... As Dr. Lee said, it still needs to be observed. Bai Jiashu's heart was very puzzled by the change of Matsui, according to the convention, a dying person suddenly regained his vitality, it was just a legendary thing. In the past two days, he has indeed been using acupuncture and decoction to regulate and maintain Matsui's condition. He was more confused about what to do next than Kazuo Ikeda, who was not a doctor.

In fact, now Matsui-style life and death are between Zhu Tong's thoughts.

Although the purple butterflies produced by the butterfly god this time are small, they are full of vitality; Zhu Tong had already urged it to devour a lesion in this moment, the one in the Matsui-style pancreas that had the greatest impact on the body. Purple Butterfly seems to be reluctant to do so, and after swallowing the cancer cells, she becomes black and immediately hides in the Matsui-style dantian to sleep.

Maybe in about a month, Zhu Tong can completely remove the lesions in Matsui's body with the help of purple butterflies; Of course, Bai Jiashu's cooperation is also needed. Matsui Shiki is old in the end, and without Bai Jiashu to regulate with traditional Chinese medicine, the foundation laid by the surgical character will be consumed by cancer cells sooner or later, and the little liar has no ability to use the surgical character again, it will be fatal.

"What did everyone watch me do?" Zhu Tong took out Long Xinghao and carefully scrubbed it with alcohol; "Mr. Matsui should maintain an optimistic attitude, don't be in a hurry and don't think cranky, the main thing is not to have too many negative emotions. Since we are in Japan, we will definitely do our best. If nothing else, I can guarantee that Mr. Matsui's life will not be in danger for at least 100 days. ”

Kazuo Ikeda smiled with a hint of relief, but Matsui Shiki looked a little disappointed, and only Yukimi Iike remained silent and nodded slightly.

Zhu Tong took everyone's expressions into his eyes, and what he said was ambiguous, and it was applicable to almost any terminal cancer patient; Of all the information, only Iike Yukimi can sort out a little indication: whether Matsui Shiki is dead or alive depends on what she thinks.

"The same medicine can sometimes cure diseases, and sometimes it is deadly poison." The little liar began to use his eloquence, and talked endlessly about the principle of Hui Hejina to pay the medicine. This is the most obvious and most interesting topic for everyone, including Bai Jiashu, who is very strange that Zhu Tong insists on letting Matsui drink the same medicine.

According to common sense, since the first bowl of medicine almost killed Matsui, the patient must not be allowed to drink the second bowl.

"Master Hui Heji may have good intentions, thinking that the older the ginseng, the better it is for the patient. In fact, Dr. Bai was drugged by others, and Mr. Matsui's body was weak and needed to be slowly adjusted; The medicinal power of 100-year-old ginseng is sufficient. Mr. Hui Heji used 500-year-old mountain ginseng, and the medicinal power was too strong, and Mr. Matsui couldn't stand the strong medicinal power, so he almost had an accident. Later, after I used the magic needle to stimulate Mr. Matsui's life potential, he already had enough resistance, and the second bowl of medicine was used at the right time for Mr. Matsui. ”

"Ah, Chinese medicine is amazing. What an amazing skill he has in his medical skills. Kazuo Ikeda applauded, and Matsui smiled happily.

The setting sun brought the last shimmers of splendor to the other side of the mountain, and it was time for dinner.

Zhu Tong didn't eat much, under the pretext of freshening up, he went back to the courtyard where he lived first, and pulled the phone under the porch before the lights were turned on, and talked to Ye'er.

There has been no news of her lover for two days, and Ye'er is indeed anxious; According to Bai Jiashu's statement, the little liar accidentally dropped his mobile phone into the water, and he couldn't carry his mobile phone for the treatment of patients, so Ye Er was reassured.

"When will you be back? I've missed you already. "Ye'er's soft coquettishness makes the little liar's heart warm; When the two were together, although Ye'er was also tender, she had never been so coquettish.

Fortunately, Ye Er knew that she couldn't talk for a long time on the phone, so she told Zhu Tong to take care of herself, so she hung up.

Zhu Tong dialed Wang Xiangzhen's phone again, greeting and reporting to work, which was out of politeness. then dialed the phone of the network information center and chatted with Chen Yiyi; Finally, I dialed the phone number in Aunt Die's flower shop.

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