Wu Lao, who was lying on the hospital bed, was unable to answer, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Seeing this situation, Wu Zhongjun immediately cast a gaze at Yang Luo and said anxiously: "Doctor Yang, what's wrong with my dad?"

"Vice Mayor Wu doesn't have to worry too much, I'll give Mr. Wu a pulse. With that, Yang Luo walked to the side of the bed, grabbed one of Wu Lao's hands, and put two fingers on Wu Lao's hand artery, feeling the fluctuation of the pulse.

"Vice Mayor Wu, if I'm not mistaken, Wu Lao's stomach is not very good? Yang Luo let go of Wu Lao's hand and turned his head to look at Wu Zhongjun.

"Yes, my dad's stomach is not very good, and he is not spicy or happy, and he has to eat spicy food at almost every meal. Wu Zhongjun was surprised. How did Yang Luo know this?

Yang Luo nodded, and he already had a certain number in his heart. At first, he thought it was strange. He gave Wu Lao acupuncture last time, and it stands to reason that Wu Lao's condition is unlikely to worsen. It turned out that there was a problem with the diet.

"Vice Mayor Wu, you have to remind Elder Wu from time to time in the future. During this period of time, Wu Lao could no longer eat spicy food. Wu Lao's stomach is not good, and eating spicy food is undoubtedly an additional burden on the stomach. In addition, Wu Lao's illness has not been cured, and it has become like this. Yang Luo analyzed.

"Doctor Yang, what can you do about it? As long as you cure my father, you will be the benefactor of our Wu family. Wu Zhongjun said hurriedly.

"Vice Mayor Wu can rest assured that this is not a difficult matter. Give me ten minutes, and I'll guarantee that Wu Lao is okay. Yang Luo said.

After speaking, Yang Luo took off the clothes on Wu Lao's upper body, and his luck and needles were done in one go.

Ten minutes later, Yang Luo collected the needle, and Wu Lao had already woken up.

Yang Luo took out a bottle, poured out a black pill, and handed it to Wu Zhongjun: "Vice Mayor Wu, feed Wu Lao to take this medicine." ”

Wu Zhongjun brought another cup of warm water and asked Wu Lao to take the medicine.

"Doctor Yang, my dad should be fine, right?" Wu Zhongjun asked again after feeding Wu Lao the medicine.

As soon as Wu Zhongjun's words fell, Wu Lao, who was lying on the hospital bed, jumped up and said vaguely: "Help me go to the toilet." ”

"Doctor Yang, my dad ......" Wu Zhongjun was startled.

"Vice Mayor Wu doesn't have to worry. What you just fed Wu Lao was a medicine that induces vomiting. I have already said that the chili pepper is in Wu Lao's stomach, and it is a burden for Wu Lao's stomach, so it is better to spit it out and be happy. Yang Luo said lightly.

"In that case, my dad is fine?" Wu Zhongjun finally showed a smile on his face.

"Theoretically, it's not a big deal. As long as you pay attention to rest, eat more light food. In addition, I will come to Wu Lao once a week to give acupuncture, and after ten or twenty days, he should be cured. Yang Luo said.

"Yes...... Something, I've got something. ”

With the support of Wu Qingshu, Wu Lao, who had already vomited, came back.

Now Wu Lao's face has recovered some of his complexion, which is much better than when he was lying on the bed.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Wu Zhongjun asked.

"It's okay for me to skip meals, but I can't stop eating spicy. If I wasn't allowed to eat spicy food, I'd rather die. Wu Lao sat on the edge of the bed and said angrily.

Chili peppers have accompanied Wu Lao for decades, and he can't do without chili peppers at every meal. Suddenly making him unable to eat spicy food makes him worse than killing him?

Wu Zhongjun smiled bitterly when he heard this. He is a father, he knows that his current physical condition can't help but eat spicy, but he still can't help but eat it, what else can he say?

"Xiao Yang, is there any way you can make me not have to quit spicy? As long as you can make me eat spicy, let me do anything. Wu Lao looked at Yang Luo again and asked expectantly.

Yang Luo also smiled bitterly when he heard this. Wu Lao is really spicy. Leaving the spicy, the whole person is uncomfortable.

"There are solutions. Wu Lao can't eat spicy food now, it's just that his stomach can't withstand the stimulation of chili peppers. My master, the Sanqing Daoist, has developed a prescription that can well neutralize the spicy taste. However, the taste is very difficult to drink, several times more difficult than ordinary Chinese medicine. Old Wu, do you really want this prescription?" Yang Luo couldn't cry or laugh.

"Yes, as long as you can eat spicy food, you can do anything. When Wu Lao heard that he could eat spicy food, he smiled and left everything that was difficult or difficult to drink behind.

Yang Luo took out a pen and paper, wrote down this prescription, handed the prescription to Wu Zhongjun, and instructed: "Vice Mayor Wu, find a Chinese medicine shop to catch medicine according to this recipe, boil it with three bowls of water to one bowl, and drink it within half an hour after eating." ”

"Xiao Yang. Your deputy mayor and deputy mayor's call is a little out of sight. Why don't you leave it like this, how about you call me Uncle Wu from now on?" Wu Zhongjun saw that Yang Luo had this ability, and he also had a heart of love for talent, and he admired Yang Luo in his heart.

"Uncle Wu, then I'll climb high. Yang Luo said with a smile.

"You're welcome, Xiao Yang, I like talented young people like you. If you have something to do in the future, you can come to me directly. Wu Zhongjun laughed.

Wu Lao's illness was solved, and it was also regarded as this matter, and Wu Zhongjun was in a good mood.

"Then thank you Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu, I still have to go back to the hospital, so I will leave first. In a few days, I will come to the door for the next treatment of Wu Lao. With that, Yang Luo was about to leave.

"Qingshu, send Xiao Yang. Wu Zhongjun said to his son Wu Qingshu.

"Yes. Wu Qingshu agreed, and sent Yang Luo out of the door of the Wu family.

"Yang Luo, your medical skills are very clever. No matter how many medical experts can't cure my grandfather's disease, you solved it as soon as you came, it's really amazing. By the way, you should have a mobile phone, right? What is the phone number, and if you have the chance, let's go and play together. Wu Qingshu said with a smile.

"Okay, no problem. Yang Luo also happily exchanged mobile phone numbers with Wu Qingshu.

Yang Luo took a taxi back to the hospital, and Lin Jianzhong asked Yang Luo to go to the dean's office.

"Yang Luo, how is the situation over there over there?" Lin Jianzhong asked with a smile.

"Dean Lin, you can rest assured. Wu Lao's condition has stabilized, and he will be cured in another ten or twenty days. Yang Luo replied.

"Good, good, good. Lin Jianzhong smiled, and the big stone hanging in his heart finally landed. When Wu Zhongjun went to the hospital to ask for someone, he said that Wu Lao was about to be unable to hold on, but he was frightened.

It's good now, everything is peaceful, nothing happens.

"Yang Luo, do you know that Huang Delai is secretly harming you?" Lin Jianzhong remembered something and said again.

"Huang Delai, he wants to harm me, why does he want to harm me?" Yang Luo was puzzled, he didn't know anything about what happened today. was caught in a daze and taken to the county bureau, could it be Huang Delai's ghost?