Chapter 62: Closer
Qi Ling couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he was very proud.
Meng Huan was born with a baby face, and when he said this, the proud expression on his face was like that of a modern elementary school student showing off his toys to his classmates, which was a little funny.
But it's no wonder that Meng Huan said this, the location of their medical hall is indeed too remote and not easy to be discovered, if it weren't for Meng Huan's medical skills here, there would be no one in their shop.
Qi Ling is the soul of a modern person, and naturally knows the importance of geographical location for doing business.
Although it is said that "the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys", this is not the case for business, and the same two stores may be very different because of their geographical location.
Otherwise, there is a reason why the rent of the so-called "prosperous shops" in the city is several times higher than that of ordinary shops.
"Then why didn't you move earlier?" Qi Ling was a little curious.
Meng Huan sneered. "You think the shops in the city are so easy to find? We still have to look for this shop for a long time to find it. ”
Gu Jinfeng also nodded, "Indeed, if there are no special circumstances in the shops in the city, basically no one will change hands." ”
It turned out that it was so difficult to find a shop, Qi Ling was a little worried, and when it was time for him to open a rouge shop, what if he couldn't even find a shop.
So she hesitated and said to Gu Jinfeng: "Then do you think I want to find a tooth from now on to help me find a shop?" ”
"You don't have to worry, the last time you told me that you wanted to open a shop, I told Ya Yu that he would come and inform us as soon as there was a suitable one."
Gu Jinfeng didn't look at Qi Ling, and still said coldly.
But Qi Ling felt as if he could feel the warmth in his heart from his cold tone.
Obviously, the two of them just said a few casual words, so he took these things to heart, and thought about himself so thoughtfully, Gu Jinfeng, he is really a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
At the beginning, Qi Ling felt that Gu Jinfeng was too "cold", and when he got along with him, he always felt that he would frostbite himself, but as he slowly came into contact, Qi Ling found that he was just a shell, and the real Gu Jinfeng actually had a temperature, but this was only for those close to him.
So, is he the closest person to him now? Qi Ling looked at Gu Jinfeng's angular side face and couldn't help but ask himself.
"Qi Ling, you see that we are going to move the shop, how can you say that this is also a happy event, so do you want to make some food to celebrate?"
Meng Huan also remembered Qi Ling's spicy sauerkraut fish last time.
Qi Ling laughed when he thought of the last time he had to take several sips of water after taking a bite. "Aren't you afraid I'll make it spicy?"
"Of course it won't work, this time you can help me cook a dish that is not spicy!" Meng Huan looked at Qi Ling's eyes full of flattery.
The scene of the two of them talking and laughing somehow made Gu Jinfeng a little uncomfortable, and he said coldly:
"If you really want to eat, go to our house, Uncle Zhao, who you have seen a doctor before, is now better, and it is okay for him to cook a table of dishes."
Meng Huan looked surprised: "His illness turned out to be cured?" It's not like it's my own good, who cured it, I want to meet this person. ”
Although he is always a little immodest on weekdays, he is very serious about medical skills, so after hearing that Uncle Zhao's illness has been cured, he really wants to get to know the person who treats him.
Qi Ling curled the corners of his lips, "That person is far away in the sky, close in front of him." ”
After hearing this, Meng Huan grabbed Gu Jinfeng's arm with a hurt expression on his face.
"Brother, why have I been hiding it for so many years, I didn't know that you were still a master of the apricot forest, you hid it from me!"
Gu Jinfeng couldn't get used to him like this, so he pushed him away, and Meng Huan, who was pushed away, held his heart and pretended to be sad.
"Meng Huan, in addition to Gu Jinfeng here, there is also me, why don't you guess it's me?" Qi Ling looked at Meng Huan and asked.
Meng Huan pursed his lips, "How could it be you, if it were you, next time you make any spicy dishes, I will even eat all the soup and water!" ”
Hearing him say this, Gu Jinfeng interjected coldly, "It's her." ”
Qi Ling also had a smug expression on his face, "Hahaha, it's me!" Meng Huan, then you can be careful, next time I will put half a pot of chili peppers to make a good dish for you to taste. ”
Meng Huan's face was full of disbelief, "How could it be you!" Then last time you were hit*, why didn't you consciously cure the drug? ”
"That's because I can only treat Uncle Zhao's disease!" Qi Ling said word by word to him.
Meng Huan put away his other expressions at this time, and said with a straight face: "Then tell me quickly, what kind of disease is he had?" Why can't I find him when I searched through the medical skills? ”
Qi Ling thought about how to explain to him in a more popular way, thought for a while, and spoke.
"Meng Huan, you see that if something is wrong in a person's body, sooner or later it will always manifest itself, you can also diagnose it by looking, hearing and asking, this is called a physical disease."
After listening to her words, Meng Huan thought about it, and indeed had a heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, no matter where there was a problem, it could be diagnosed by various means.
Qi Ling continued: "But if there is a problem with a person's thoughts, or if he has any obsession or heart disease, this will actually affect his physical performance, but if you are diagnosed, you will not be able to detect anything. ”
"You mean, heart disease can also affect a person's body?" Meng Huan muttered to himself.
"Of course, on weekdays, if a person has something on his mind, he may have trouble sleeping, or have no appetite, but if this heart disease is serious, he will be like Uncle Zhao, he doesn't even dare to go out of the door, and he will tremble when he sees people."
Qi Ling tried his best to explain to him in words that Meng Huan could understand, after all, it was difficult for people in this dynasty to accept the concept of "mental illness".
"Then what is Uncle Zhao's illness?" Meng Huan was still a little puzzled.
Qi Ling said patiently: "Uncle Zhao's illness is because after he had a problem with his leg, he couldn't accept his cripple like this, and he was ridiculed again, and the double blow made him close himself. ”
"Closed?" Meng Huan repeated these words.
"Yes, it's to close himself and the world around him into two parts, one part that he thinks is safe, and the other part that he is afraid to go out.
The reason why I was able to cure his illness was to guide him to break this barrier on his own, and to discover little by little that the outside world was not as dangerous as he thought. ”
Meng Huan listened to it and was silent for a long time, for him, Qi Ling's rhetoric had exceeded what he had known in medical skills before.
But in the end, he still praised Qi Ling sincerely, "Count you as powerful, I admit punishment!" ”