TCM in New York

Chapter 281 Pan Jianguo Comes Again
After hearing Scarlett's words, Ding Changsheng couldn't help frowning. He really didn't notice this situation.

"I'll give you a pulse!" Ding Changsheng said seriously.

Ding Changsheng took Scarlet's pulse carefully, and he took the pulse with both hands.

"What's wrong with me? Could it be that I'm really depressed?"

"Don't be ridiculous, how can you get depression!
Look at you now, your complexion is rosy and your spirits are radiant. How can you have any symptoms of depression?

This is a very normal situation for you.

After experiencing a lot of prosperity and desolation, my heart gradually settled down, and I began to yearn for tranquility.

This is a manifestation of human maturity. Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"Mature performance?

Am I in my forties, am I just beginning to mature? "

"Hehe! Maturity has nothing to do with age. It's a kind of experience. Some people are immature when they grow old." Ding Changsheng laughed.

Scarlett thought about it, and it seemed like this was the case. Although some people were very old, they still acted naively.

"All right!
Thank you dear!
With your words, I feel relieved, I am really worried, I am suffering from depression! Scarlett sent a kiss to thank Ding Changsheng.

"..." Ding Changsheng had no time to answer Scarlett's words, his mouth was occupied.

Ding Changsheng was still the same as usual, he drove away after eating at Scarlett's place.

As for, Scarlett naturally fell into a deep sleep after receiving Ding Changsheng's acupuncture treatment.

Ding Changsheng still didn't wake up until he finished his lunch and left.

Ding Changsheng drove back to Changshengtang.

Nowadays, more and more people come to Changshengtang to see a doctor, and the proportion of paying for medical treatment is increasing.

This is a good thing.

It shows that the reputation of Changshengtang is getting bigger and bigger, and many rich people have begun to come to see a doctor.

Ding Changsheng also sat quietly at the counter, seeing the patients who came to see the doctor.

"Longevity!" An old man walked in with the support of others, leaning on a cane.

"Hey! Mr. Pan, what's the matter with you?" Ding Changsheng looked up, and it turned out to be Pan Jianguo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

This old guy is also a fine person. After visiting Ding Changsheng a few times for medical treatment, he looked fine at first glance, but after a week or so, he would have problems with his body again.

I began to suspect that it was Ding Changsheng's fault, so I didn't come to see him again.

Ding Changsheng didn't care either.

Now he doesn't care about the blind box he got from Pan Jianguo.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for nearly a month, Pan Jianguo was supported by someone.

Ding Changsheng took a look, Pan Jianguo's situation is not very good!

Because it took a long time, the situation is a bit serious.

Ding Changsheng destroyed the body's five-element cycle, and the five internal organs would go wrong with a little external stimulation.

As for the problem with that part, Ding Changsheng couldn't control it himself.

Where there is a problem, it depends entirely on the stimulus.

For example, if you drink alcohol, you still can't help doing the things you love to do, or you get angry because of other things, you eat something cold, or you catch a cold.

These are all external stimuli. When the heart is stimulated, the site of the disease is not necessarily the heart, but may be cerebrovascular disease.

The gastrointestinal tract is stimulated, and the possible site of the disease is the spleen or the liver.

The circulation of the five internal organs is very mysterious and cannot be explained by science.

"I've had an old leg injury recently!
Moreover, I don't know what's going on, recently, there is something wrong with this body, or there is something wrong. "Pan Jianguo sat on a chair and described his situation weakly.

"You have a physical problem, why don't you come here!

If you can't come, just make a call and I can go there! "Ding Changsheng came out from the counter and said enthusiastically.

"Hey! It's not. Some time ago, there were too many people on your side. I thought I wasn't seriously ill, so I didn't come here!" Naturally, Pan Jianguo couldn't say that he suspected that his body was caused by Ding Changsheng. , I didn’t come to him to see a doctor.

Pan Jianguo guessed correctly, it was Ding Changsheng who did it, but unfortunately, he had no evidence.

Pan Jianguo guessed that Ding Changsheng was playing tricks, not because he was so smart that he could guess that Ding Changsheng was playing tricks, but that Pan Jianguo did too many dirty things, and he often used dark methods to kill his opponents.

Therefore, Pan Jianguo guessed that Ding Changsheng was playing tricks on his body by comparing his heart with his heart.

I guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no other way, there is no evidence, and it is not good to ask someone else to see a doctor.

It's fine here, but there's another problem there.

The circulation of the five viscera is damaged, which is not so easy to treat.

I can't find the direction, and there is no way to treat it.

"Mr. Pan, you go to the treatment room first. I'll come over to treat you after I've finished reading the patients in hand!" Ding Changsheng said after a few pleasantries.

"Okay! I'm not in a hurry!" Pan Jianguo said weakly.

At this point, Pan Jianguo is still trying to save face, pretending to be a generous and kind old man.

It's a pity that Ding Changsheng has seen through him a long time ago, knowing that this person is fundamentally bad, and he has committed countless crimes in the country.

Later, he cunningly fled to Myanmar, and later settled in the United States, only to escape the fate of being liquidated.

Ding Changsheng saw a doctor very quickly. In about [-] minutes, the few people who lined up at his side were all finished and took their medicines.

Then he got up and walked to the treatment room unhurriedly.

"Mr. Pan, let me take your pulse first!" Ding Changsheng said to Pan Jianguo as he stood behind the desk in the treatment room.

"Okay!" Pan Jianguo slowly put his wrist on the pulse pillow.

Ding Changsheng called Pan Jianguo for a while.

"Old Pan, give me your other hand!" Ding Changsheng said with a frown.

"Okay!" Pan Jianguo put his other hand on the pulse pillow in fear.

The older you are, the more afraid you are of death.

Especially a bad guy like Pan Jianguo is even more reluctant to die. He has so much money and hasn't enjoyed enough, so how can he be willing to die.

Ding Changsheng's expression gave him a bad feeling.

"Mr. Pan, your illness has not lasted for a day or two. If you had come half a month earlier, I would have prescribed two medicines to cure you!
You took it off abruptly for a month before you came here. Ding Changsheng sighed.

"Longevity! Tell me the truth, how long can I live?" Pan Jianguo asked with a pale face, almost frightened to death by Ding Changsheng's words.

"Old Pan, you misunderstood, I mean, you have been cured of this disease for a month, and if you want to cure it, it will not be cured with one medicine or two medicines!

No ten medicines, eight medicines, can't cure your disease!

You have to come here every day for acupuncture! Ding Changsheng said with a smile.

"You child, why are you gasping for breath when you speak? I thought my illness was hopeless, and you are not afraid of scaring me out of my wits." Pan Jianguo said with a long breath, reproachfully.

(End of this chapter)