National Hand Medicine

Chapter 52
A generation of famous craftsmen, full of momentum.

At this time, Su He glanced at the old man several times, but suddenly asked: "Is Mr. Zhao not in good health recently, can't whet his appetite, and is always drowsy?"

Her words shocked the other two elders.

"Haha! Xiaohe! You can't be a doctor anymore!" Mr. Tang said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Su He nodded, looked at the two of them very seriously, and said without any falsehood: "Yes, I am indeed a doctor, to be precise, a Chinese medicine doctor. I have been studying with Master for five years. .”

The smiles of the two old men froze—is this little girl a Chinese medicine doctor?How could a pretty and innocent little girl get hooked up with an old-fashioned traditional Chinese medicine?It's... how weird!

However, the two old men did not scoff at Su He's words. On the contrary, they took them very seriously.

One of the reasons is that what Su He said completely hit the current situation of Mr. Zhao.

"Xiaohe, are you... an inspection?" Old Mr. Tang asked cautiously, with a very serious attitude, and he didn't think that Su He was joking or talking nonsense.

Su He nodded: "I just watched Grandpa Zhao's complexion before I could say something like this. If it's possible, can I give you a pulse?"

Mr. Zhao also nodded readily: "This is fine!" After saying that, he stretched out his hand in front of Su He.

Su He put his finger on his wrist, with familiar movements and a serious expression, it didn't look like he was joking or joking at all. Slowly, the two of them completely recognized Su He who looked young. It's actually what a Chinese doctor said.

Su He took the pulse of Mr. Zhao, and the pulse was exactly as she thought. It seems that she was very prepared for the inspection just now.

In fact, Su He is very talented in the field of observation. With a glance, she can grasp the changes in people's complexions. She can also know even the slightest changes. Maybe this has something to do with her talent of living spirit.So every time Su He looked at him, he could know exactly what kind of disease this person had.

However, Su He didn't underestimate the function of Tengmai. Just like her master Lin Xuanqing has always taught her, she must not be impetuous when dealing with illnesses, but must be taken seriously.

"How is it?" Mr. Zhao's eyes widened curiously. This old man who is usually grumpy now looks like an old child.

Su He smiled faintly, with a slightly different taste from before: "Grandpa Zhao, it's not that there is something wrong with your body."

Mr. Zhao didn't question it, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Su He's smile deepened a bit, and he only uttered two words: "Heart disease."

Mr. Zhao's body shook, and he immediately showed a complicated expression.

He took a deep look at Su He, then sighed——

"It seems that little girl, your medical skills are not bad. I don't know who is your teacher?"

Su He shook his head: "Master always doesn't like me revealing his name, so... I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Mr. Zhao didn't care much about this. He knew that some masters just had a bad temper. It is indeed the way of masters not to let their disciples reveal their names!

So both he and Mr. Tang wisely chose not to continue asking.

When Mr. Tang heard Su He say the word "heart disease", he frowned and thought about it, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Mr. Zhao pointingly: "Could it be...that matter of yours hasn't been resolved yet? ?”

Mentioning this, Mr. Zhao only had a wry smile on his face: "It's not something that can be settled in a while."

At this time, he did not hide his distress.

Anyway, it has been seen by others, so what else is there to cover up?
Old Mr. Tang also nodded slightly in understanding, and sighed: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite."

Probably what Mr. Zhao is worried about is related to his children.

However, Mr. Tang still did not forget to ask Su He: "Since Xiaohe, you can know that Mr. Zhao's illness is a heart disease, is there any cure?"

"Heart disease requires heart medicine." Su He said.

That's true, Mr. Zhao's health is not good recently, and he was checked by a family doctor and a big hospital, but there are different opinions, and there are hundreds of treatment methods, but none of them are effective.

Mr. Zhao hadn't noticed it before, but now that Su He had found out so much, he also realized that he had a heart disease.

Since it's my own heart disease, even if others persuade me to the point of drooling, I can't see it, what else can I do?

However, neither of them expected that the phrase "heart disease needs heart medicine" was only the first half of Su He's sentence, and she paused for a long time before saying it out——

"I can help Grandpa Zhao, but this method is just an introduction. Whether you can see the blue sky through the clouds and mists depends on you, Grandpa Zhao."

Mr. Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded—"Okay!"

Su He pulled his backpack and took out a jade flute from it.

This jade flute was naturally the one she brought down from the mountain and was carved from a whole block of suet white jade.

As soon as he appeared, Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhao praised in unison——

"What a jade flute!"

This jade flute is obviously of extraordinary origin, and it is an absolute master's work, which can make these two old people who are used to seeing all kinds of treasures exclaim in awe.

Su He smiled, the innocence on his body completely faded away, and his whole demeanor took on a new look.

She brought the jade flute to her lips, and sang a chant of pure heart.

The world is complicated, why bother...

The world of mortals is noisy and chaotic, and my heart is alone...

In the tone of voice, there is a kind of majesty that encompasses everything, a kind of vicissitudes and sobriety that sees everything in the world.If Mr. Tang and Mr. Zhao were not sitting in front of the player who played the tune, I am afraid they would definitely think that the person who played such a tune with such a charm must be an outsider who thinks he can see through the world.

But in fact, this person is just a little girl who has just grown up.

They don't know how to express it other than admiration.

After the song was over, Mr. Zhao still had his eyes closed, and the past flashed before his eyes one by one.

Suddenly, he felt that his heart, which had been shrouded in dark clouds and haze for a long time, seemed to be illuminated by a ray of sunshine, and those troubles and irritability left him one after another.

Sometimes, a breakthrough in thinking only takes a moment.

(End of this chapter)