Huang family, kitchen.

The whole sheep feast is served.

Stir-frying, stewing, steaming, boiling soup, not seeking the chef's refinement, only seeking the original taste, each dish is a delicacy.

The family was reunited, the words were smiling, and everyone was eating with their mouths full of oil.

Especially Huang Zhen, who completely let go of his belly in front of his relatives, like a gluttonous monster in ancient times, eating a lot and having no scruples.

With a grunt, Huang Zhen swallowed a large mouthful of shredded cold carrots to remove the greasy, and stretched his chopsticks to a piece of skinned leg meat again......

Syllable!

Huang Jianwen picked up his chopsticks and hit Huang Zhen's chopsticks, the two pairs of chopsticks exchanged blows, and a crisp sound sounded: "Stinky boy, take it easy, don't eat the spit!"

"Yes, son, your lifeless way of eating makes my mother rise!" Zhang Qingmei echoed her husband and prevented her son from eating mutton again.

Before and after, Huang Zhen killed at least three catties of mutton, which frightened the couple.

However, Huang Zhen only felt aggrieved.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing his flat belly: "Dad, Mom, do you look like you're full?"

Huang Laohan looked at the belly of the eldest grandson with a smile, and made a final decision: "I have the final say here, Ah Zhen can eat as much as he wants!"

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Huang Zhen clamped the leg meat and put it in his mouth to chew.

After a while, he picked a piece of good meat and ate it vigorously, without stopping.

The original full pot of meat, as time passed, gradually only half of the pot remained.

This is a large stainless steel basin, which can be loaded with more than ten or twenty catties, but half of it was killed by Huang Zhen, and the belly is flat as before, not at all.

Witnessing the whole process with his own eyes, Huang Laohan's original smile, as well as Huang Jianwen's surprise and Zhang Qingmei's doubts, all disappeared, and all became serious.

They really couldn't figure it out, why did Huang Zhen become so edible?

However, Huang Jianwu has studied medicine for many years, and his knowledge far exceeds that of a few people here.

He remembered a disease and immediately asked for confirmation: "Is the mutton uncomfortable?"

"It's delicious, it's not uncomfortable, I can eat a lot!"

"When you eat, do you have a violent and shy mood?"

"I enjoyed eating, I didn't have a grumpy mood, but what the hell was shy?"

"How often?"

Huang Zhen immediately disagreed, and immediately retorted: "Uncle, this question is very vulgar and disgusting!"

"I'm asking for a consultation, not a joke, you should be serious and answer the questions!"

Huang Zhen glared at the uncle and replied seriously: "As before, pull once a day, I promise to be very healthy and not sick at all!"

"It doesn't seem to be bulimia. Huang Jianwu made a diagnosis in a certain tone, and then suggested, "Why don't you go to the hospital with me for a checkup?"

"If you don't go, you won't die!"

Huang Zhen categorically refused, but he also understood that he couldn't eat it anymore, otherwise it would be a flaw, and the stuffing would be exposed.

In the future, we must pay more attention to the fact that we can no longer reveal abnormalities, and we must regard the secret of the meridian diagram as the unspeakable secret of the highest level!

"I'm full!" ......Huang Zhen pretended to burp, wanting to divert everyone's attention, but accidentally found something abnormal, "Hey, uncle, you don't seem to be right!"

His gaze kept on meeting Huang Jianwu's, and he finally saw a trace of weirdness.

It was a strange feeling.

Facing a thirty-year-old uncle is like facing a dry and rotten wood.

Disheartened and depressed.

Forced smile, boring.

However, Huang Jianwu denied it: "Nonsense, what's wrong with me?"

Under the perception of the meridian diagram, there is a trace of panic that is not easy to detect, there is nowhere to hide, there is nothing to hide.

Huang Zhen is completely sure: Uncle must have a problem!

"Uncle, I remember that your beard and eyebrows used to be thick and thick, why have they become much thinner now?

Huang Jianwen and Zhang Qingmei glanced at each other, and instantly achieved a tacit understanding, and couldn't help but be surprised by their son's acumen.

They were aware of it, but they were not able to speak. After all, everyone is an adult, and they are very concerned about their privacy, so they can't be asked.

It's just that Huang Zhen is still young, and he doesn't have so many people in the world, so he is blunt.

Groov!

Huang Jianwu's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

Huang Laohan shook his head, sighed, and asked, "Xiao Wu, even Ah Zhen can see it, how long do you want to hide it?"

"Dad......" Huang Jianwu covered his face in pain, secretly wiped away his tears, and when he looked up again, he had already made a decision in his heart, "It's not that I don't want to say it, but it's unspeakably ashamed to say it!"

Huang Laohan disagreed, and asked repeatedly: "These are all blood relatives here, what can't be said? Isn't it just the man's illness? Isn't it just that the husband and wife are divorcing? Do you really think that I am old and dizzy, and I can't see the changes between you and Xiaoyue in the past six months or so?" Hmph!"

Huang Jianwu was speechless, and his heart was silent. He thought he could hide it, but in fact it was full of flaws.

A lot of things are like that, and once it's broken, it's nothing.

Huang Jianwen pouted at Zhang Qingmei and motioned for his wife to come forward and say.

Zhang Qingmei comprehended, faked a cough, and cleared her throat: "Xiao Wu, when did you fall into the root of the disease? You yourself are a doctor in the andrology department, can't you be cured? Yang Yue and you have known and loved each other since they were in college, and their relationship is very deep, even I look at it red-eyed, and in the blink of an eye, she decided to leave you, is it too hasty?"

Huang Jianwu's eyes were unfocused, and he responded in a low voice.

"More than a year ago, Xiaoyue decided to have a child, but I was kicked by someone, and since then I have fallen ill, and I have never had a bit of heroism. ”

"Strangely, with modern medical technology, the lesion can never be found, and even the cause cannot be analyzed, and there is no way to talk about treatment. ”

"I've been to big hospitals in other provinces, and the results are the same. Experts say that incurable diseases are difficult to treat. ”

"Later, Xiaoyue found a lot of home remedies, and I also drank a lot of decoctions, but it still didn't work. ”

Gradually, I quarreled more with Xiaoyue. ”

"Yesterday, Xiaoyue officially filed for divorce. ”

"I love her, I didn't say yes. ”

She also loved me, she said, but didn't want to lose her right to be a mother. ”

Xiaoyue was very conflicted and painful, regretting that she didn't have a child earlier. ”

"She wants a child and I can't do anything about it, what can I do?"

Huang Jianwu's voice became deeper and quieter the more he spoke. In the end, it is as thin as a gnat, almost unsmellable.

An inexplicable sorrow then emanated, gradually surrounding the blood relatives under the same roof.

The atmosphere was solemn, and everyone was silent.

If Yang Yue chose to divorce because she couldn't bear loneliness or had a broken relationship, it would be nothing.

But Yang Yue is not.

Since college, the two have known and loved each other, and to graduation and work, the two have rarely achieved positive results and entered the marriage hall, I don't know how many people are envious.

If it weren't for an accident that caused Huang Jianwu to be no longer heroic, the love story between the two would definitely be a model of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son".

Zhang Qingmei's face was full of bitterness, and she didn't know how to comfort her.

sighed helplessly in my heart: It's a pity for this love, that bastard who kicked people should really be cut with a thousand cuts!

Let's go!

Huang Zhen put one hand on the uncle's shoulder, stretched out three fingers, touched the carotid artery, and made a posture of Chinese medicine to check the pulse!

That's right, it's to take the pulse.

Huang Zhen decided to use [Qi Acupuncture Therapy] to save his uncle's family.

Even if you leak the secret of the meridian map, you will not hesitate to do so.

However, the ideal is very satisfying, but the reality is very skinny.

Can the most basic and simple acupuncture technique outperform modern medical technology?

Huang Zhen said that he was not sure, but he still had to try.