"It's not a big deal, it's just that I've been feeling a little unwell lately, and I want to find you to recuperate."

Zhao Xiaolong also said in a calm tone.

"Oh, come on in."

Li Maoyang said abruptly as he walked into the consultation room.

did not invite Zhao Xiaolong to take the slightest hospitality.

Of course, he has always been like this, unless he meets an elder he respects and values before he asks the other party to enter the door.

When he met Zhao Xiaolong, he naturally wouldn't use this set of hospitality.

So arrogant, Zhao Xiaolong looked at Li Maoyang's tall, broad and sturdy back and thought, this guy, even this back is full of arrogance.

However, after entering the consultation room, Li Maoyang still poured a glass of water for Zhao Xiaolong.

This made Zhao Xiaolong's heart feel a little more comfortable.

In fact, even he didn't realize that in the short period of less than two minutes when he first came into contact with Li Maoyang, his psychological expectations of Li Maoyang's attitude towards him had dropped a lot.

Otherwise, in this place of Maixiang Town, no matter where he goes now, as long as others know that he is Zhao Xiaolong, who was admitted to Huaqing University in Qunan Village, they are all amazed, praised, and sit, please sit on such a set of reception gift packages.

But here in Li Maoyang, just by handing him a glass of water with a calm expression, he felt a little satisfied as if he had been courteous.

"What is wrong with you?"

Li Maoyang sat down at the consultation table and took a sip of water and asked.

"Well, my memory seems to have deteriorated a lot in the past year." Zhao Xiaolong said, and then felt that this was a little unfriendly to him, so he further explained, "In the past, I could memorize more than 1,000 words in ten minutes, but in the past year, I can only remember more than 700 words in ten minutes. ”

Li Canyang, who was sitting on a chair reading a book, was taken aback when he heard Zhao Xiaolong's words, and raised his head to look at him.

"Severe memory loss, huh?" Li Maoyang calmly recorded this sentence in the spread notebook, and then continued to ask, "What else?" ”

"I used to be able to sit still and read for five or six hours in a row, but now I can't support my back after reading for two or three hours."

Zhao Xiaolong said again.

"What else?"

Li Maoyang recorded it and continued to ask.

"Then there's the chest—the heart, to be precise, which often feels uncomfortable, stuffy, and sometimes a little nervous."

"What else?"

As soon as Li Maoyang's words fell, Qiao Guoguo came with his younger brother Qiao Langlang.

His eyes were attracted to it, and he made a look at Qiao Guoguo who walked into the house.

Qiao Guoguo gave him a look back.

Li Canyang noticed that after the two exchanged glances like this, his heart suddenly felt a little jealous, but he couldn't guess what the two were communicating.

In fact, the content of the exchange between Li Maoyang and Qiao Guoguo is very simple.

Li Maoyang was asking Qiao Guoguo why he brought her brother Qiao Langlang over, and Qiao Guoguo replied with a "He wants to come, no way" look.

"Qiao Guoguo?"

Zhao Xiaolong turned his head and saw Qiao Guoguo, stood up and greeted with a smile.

"Zhao Xiaolong? When did you get back? Qiao Guoguo asked with a smile.

"I came back the day before yesterday." Zhao Xiaolong said, "Is your dad okay?" ”

"Okay." Qiao Guoguo said, "Are you here because you feel a little uncomfortable?" ”

"Well, it's kind of uncomfortable." Zhao Xiaolong nodded, "Are you still studying Chinese medicine in Qingcheng?" ”

"Hmm." Qiao Guoguo said and poured a glass of water.

Zhao Xiaolong couldn't find any words, but he still looked at Qiao Guoguo.

"Tell me about it?" Li Canyang looked at Qiao Guoguo and said.

"Zhao Xiaolong, we are the only one here who has passed the test so far. A top student of Huaqing University. Qiao Guoguo introduced, "This Li Canyang, our alumnus. ”

"Hey, you're a Huaqing college student!" Li Canyang looked at Zhao Xiaolong in surprise.

"Now I'm twenty-four, and I've started grad school." Zhao Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Oh~, Master, Ph.D.?" Li Canyang asked.

"My family was sick that year, and I was worried that my family would not play well, so I got a master's degree and then transferred to a doctorate." Zhao Xiaolong said.

Li Canyang sighed, said hello to Qiao Langlang, and sat down to read his book again.

Qiao Guoguo took the water cup and handed it to his younger brother, poured another glass of water and held it in his hand, and went to the consultation table to look at the records made by Li Maoyang.

"Are there any other symptoms that you don't have?" Li Maoyang continued to ask Zhao Xiaolong.

"That's all." Zhao Xiaolong obviously didn't want to say more.

"I'll look at your tongue."

Zhao Xiaolong stuck out his tongue.

Li Maoyang looked at it and made a record: the tongue is thin.

Now he is more fluent in the observation of tongue images.

Then he took the pulse pillow and began to give Zhao Xiaolong the pulse.

After putting his left and right hands together for more than five minutes, he made a record: the left inch was slightly late, and the right ruler was slightly late.

He leaned closer to look at Zhao Xiaolong's eyes.

Zhao Xiaolong was a little uncomfortable stared at by him, so he smiled: "Can you see the problem in this eye?" ”

"Of course." Li Maoyang said calmly.

I watched it for four minutes, but I didn't record it.

He still can't get sure of his eyes, but he still has to show people eyes every time.

It's still his old saying, just pretend.

Therefore, if he can't understand, he must pretend to understand and insist on showing the patient's eyes.

Maybe this is a kind of data accumulation, as long as you accumulate enough data, it becomes experience, and then you can distinguish the various situations of the eye with experience.

And these various circumstances are the basis of dialectic.

"Then Dr. Li, what kind of situation is this?"

Zhao Xiaolong's title for Li Maoyang this time has become "Doctor Li".

This is often the case between people, as long as one party's posture is hardcore enough, the other party will often gradually lower its own posture.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that overwork leads to heart yang deficiency, and the kidneys are also deficient, so it's good to recuperate."

Li Maoyang quickly reported his diagnosis to the system this time, and the system passed it.

On the one hand, Zhao Xiaolong is a small situation, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to show cowardice in front of Zhao Xiaolong.

"Kidney deficiency?" Zhao Xiaolong's eyes flashed with strong suspicion, "Doctor Li, are you a little mistaken, I never come nonsense in life." ”

Li Maoyang smiled: "Do you have some misunderstanding of kidney deficiency, kidney deficiency is not something that can be broken by nonsense in life style, and long-term overwork in study and work will also lead to kidney deficiency." ”

"Oh......", Zhao Xiaolong stopped talking when he heard Li Maoyang say this.

If you continue to talk about it, not only does it seem that he is ignorant as a high-achieving student, but also seems ungraceful.

He decided to trust Li Maoyang.

After all, several well-known Chinese medicine halls in Kyoto are quite expensive, and he looks down on them, and Li Maoyang's reputation has been heard since he got home, and he should have some real medical skills.

"Shura Warrior God"

"I'll give you a pair of cinnamon and licorice soup, which is to nourish the heart and yang, and you can take the Jingui Kidney Qi Pill with it, which is to nourish the kidney yang. The first stage of conditioning should be fine. ”

Li Maoyang deduced the back road through the systematic efficacy.

Zhao Xiaolong nodded, he really didn't know anything about Chinese medicine, so he could only listen to Li Maoyang.

In his cognition, even if Chinese medicine has no curative effect on eating, it is generally not bad for people.

And in his situation, it seems that he can only find a Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate.