The Best Cultivation Master in the City

Chapter 24 Do you still want me to vomit blood?

"Cremate your uncle?" Xu Zhenqiang looked at Sun Xiaobao angrily.

Seeing that Xu Zhenqiang woke up, Sun Xiaobao quickly said to the phone: "I'm sorry, I'm not dead yet, I'll call you when I'm dead!" He hung up the phone.

"Dad, what's the situation? Are you testing Sun Xiaobao?" Xu Nuo frowned, and she seemed to understand something at this moment.

Hearing this, both Xu Zhenqiang and his wife showed embarrassing expressions.

Liu Rong smiled coyly: "Actually, I don't want to do this either. It's your father who doesn't trust your classmates, so he came up with this method to test your classmates."

Xu Nuo asked again: "What happened to the blood?"

Liu Rong coughed lightly, and said in embarrassment: "Your father killed an old hen and took a mouthful of chicken blood, which caused a sign of vomiting blood." Speaking of this, Liu Rong's expression suddenly became serious: "Honey, I I remember that you only had a small mouthful of blood, but why did you vomit blood again just now?"

Xu Zhenqiang put on a fake smile: "Not only did I vomit just now, but now I'm going to vomit too!" He spat out another mouthful of blood kindly.

"This...why are you still addicted to vomiting?" Liu Rong was shocked, and Xu Nuo's pretty face turned pale.

"Aren't you mad at this guy?" Xu Zhenqiang pointed at Sun Xiaobao, his arms trembling slightly.The anger in his eyes became more and more intense, and he wished he could beat this guy violently, the only way to vent the anger in his heart.He didn't believe in Sun Xiaobao's ability at first, and wanted to test him, but he didn't expect this thing to be so damaged.

"Who are you, you? Even if I'm really dead, even if I want to be cremated, it's not your turn to call the cremation site, right?" Xu Zhenqiang looked at Sun Xiaobao angrily.

Hearing this, Sun Xiaobao became serious: "Hello, uncles and aunts, please allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sun Xiaobao, and I am your future uncle!"

puff!
Xu Zhenqiang vomited blood, and shouted vaguely: "Get out of here!"

Xu Zhenqiang really wanted his wife to recover, but he couldn't accept that his uncle healed his wife, and it was a fucking gynecological disease...
This bastard not only wants to harm his daughter, but also his mother-in-law!
Hong Kong, Xu Zhenqiang can't accept this kind of thing.

"Sun Xiaobao, shut up!" Xu Nuo gave Sun Xiaobao a hard look, and then looked at his father: "Dad, do you really want to watch my mother leave us? Do you want her to be tortured to death by illness? You Don't listen to Sun Xiaobao's nonsense, our relationship is innocent."

"I..." Xu Zhenqiang fell silent immediately. As a man who spoils his wife like a madman, he naturally didn't want his lover to die.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Zhenqiang forcibly calmed down his anger: "Tell me, how do you know I'm pretending to be sick?"

Sun Xiaobao said: "Generally speaking, anger can also lead to vomiting blood. After all, anger hurts the liver, and the liver is the source of human blood. However, I haven't heard of people who vomit blood when they hit themselves. Besides, If uncle really vomits blood, why not call 120 or send someone to the hospital?"

"Even if you don't want to say anything, there is a martial arts gym behind you. If you really go crazy and mess up the furnishings in the room, you will definitely attract the attention of those martial arts disciples, right? But no one came here. You husband and wife You didn’t make a phone call or call for help, but you were waiting for us, which is completely unreasonable, so I think you are pretending to be sick, and the reason for pretending to be sick is because of your distrust of me.”

"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, uncle is dead, and there is no need to call for help or 120."

"So scheming?" Xu Zhenqiang was deeply surprised, and his eyes were full of curiosity when he looked at Sun Xiaobao. Is this guy really a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?The mind is too delicate, right?
Sun Xiaobao smiled slightly: "Uncle, the purpose of my coming here is to treat my aunt, so, can we talk about these unnutritious lines later? Anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Xu Zhenqiang snorted softly, and although he didn't agree, he didn't object either.

"Xiaobao, this is Auntie's case, you should take a look first!" Liu Rong handed the case to Sun Xiaobao, with hope in her eyes.

"Okay auntie." Sun Xiaobao replied politely, there's no way, he hasn't settled the promise yet, so he's going to settle the mother-in-law first, as long as the mother-in-law is settled, will the promise be far behind?

I can't!

However, when he saw the condition in the case, his expression became a lot more serious: "Now the cancer cells have penetrated into the five internal organs. Although there are not many, it is more difficult than I imagined."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions became tense.

"But there's nothing wrong with it. It's just time-consuming. It can be cured." Sun Xiaobao is a little thankful that the disease was discovered in time. If the cancer cells spread to the entire five internal organs, let alone him, even the Great Luo Tianxian can't cure Liu. Rong has cancer.

Many people were sentenced to death when they were diagnosed with advanced cancer. In the final analysis, the cancer cells spread to the five internal organs. When the cancer cells completely infiltrate the five internal organs, it is time to die. There is no cure for this disease.

"How to treat?" Xu Zhenqiang asked concerned.

"Is there any pen and paper?" Sun Xiaobao asked.

"Yes!" Xu Nuo quickly found a pen and paper.

"I write several kinds of traditional Chinese medicines. Uncle grabs the medicines according to the prescriptions I wrote, then boils the medicinal materials, and then puts them in wooden barrels. Well, I will let my aunt take a medicinal bath later." Sun Xiaobao wrote more than 20 times while talking. The name of the traditional Chinese medicine, and even the dosage is written out.

"Little guy, your handwriting is good!" Looking at the regular script written by Sun Xiaobao, Xu Zhenqiang suddenly felt astonished. He usually likes to practice handwriting, but he found that he had lived most of his life, and he couldn't compare to it. A junior.The handwriting he wrote is neat and powerful, and every word has a natural feeling. He has seen people who can write this kind of calligraphy, but they are old people who have practiced calligraphy for decades. Now I see a seventeen or eighteen-year-old How can you not be shocked by the juniors who wrote it?

"This guy's handwriting is very sloppy, how can he write so well?" Xu Nuo was also inexplicably shocked.

Soon Sun Xiaobao wrote out the prescription, handed it to Xu Zhenqiang and asked: "I wrote two kinds of prescriptions, one is for taking, and the other is for soaking in medicinal baths. By the way, there are more than 100 years old wild ginseng ?"

Xu Zhenqiang nodded: "Yes, do you put them in and cook together?"

Xu Zhenqiang felt very unfamiliar with the prescription written by Sun Xiaobao.

No, to be precise, his knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is useless in front of Sun Xiaobao. He doesn't even know what the prescription written by Sun Xiaobao is useful for.

But things have come to this, he can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Sun Xiaobao said: "No, no, ginseng is not boiled, I will eat it later."

Xu Zhenqiang's face changed, and he looked at the boy tremblingly: "Do you still want me to vomit blood? You want to eat ginseng that is more than a hundred years old? Are you not afraid of being killed? Do you know that a plant with a hundred years old How much is the old mountain ginseng worth?"

The corner of Sun Xiaobao's mouth turned up: "Is it worth more than Auntie's life?"

(End of this chapter)