Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 454 Earthworm Green Tea Water

In fact, if it wasn't because Mr. Gong didn't take traditional Chinese medicine, Zhao Yifan could just prescribe him a prescription, which would be enough to cure Mr. Gong's illness.

After being surprised, Liang Bin snorted coldly and said, "Then I will listen to Master Zhao's treatment plan with all my ears!" He deliberately bit the word Master Zhao very hard.

Old Feng didn't hide the disdain on his face at all, it's just that he thought about his identity and didn't say anything to ridicule Zhao Yifan.

From Elder Feng's point of view, Zhao Yifan's words and deeds were too arrogant. He dared to say that he had a treatment plan without even giving Mr. Gong the most basic pulse diagnosis.

Do you really think you are Bian Que?
"Doctor Zhao."

Hearing what Zhao Yifan said, Jiang Tao kindly reminded him: "Mr. Gong doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine. If you can use acupuncture and massage..." At this point, he shook his head. considered.

I have also consulted other health doctors, including old Chinese doctors with superb medical skills, but basically, there is no good way, and they all admit that for Mr. Gong's condition, acupuncture and massage alone are not enough.

"Well, I know Mr. Gong doesn't take traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhao Yifan nodded to Jiang Tao, smiled, turned around, and said to Mr. Gong, "Mr. Gong, is there a kitchen at home?"

"What do you want to do?"

Gong Lin frowned when he heard the word kitchen. His first reaction was, Zhao Yifan wants to use the kitchen to boil Chinese medicine?

"Of course there is."

Mr. Gong glanced at Gong Lin, and asked Zhao Yifan curiously: "Xiao Zhao, you said you have a treatment plan, can you tell me about it?"

Indeed, Mr. Gong was very curious.

After all, among the people present at the moment, Mr. Feng is a figure in the field of Chinese medicine, and Liang Bin is the director of the Third Hospital of Kyoto City. The Third Hospital is not only in Kyoto City, but also in China. big hospital.

Liang Bin was able to become the dean of the Third Hospital, not to mention anything else, he must be outstanding in terms of medical skills.

The treatment plans proposed by the two people with outstanding medical skills were all rejected by Zhao Yifan, which made Mr. Gong very curious.

"of course can."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "But wait a minute, I have to prepare something first." Then, he said politely to Jiang Tao: "Doctor Jiang, can you do me a favor?"

"Doctor Zhao, tell me."

Jiang Tao nodded.

"Let me borrow your pen and paper."

Zhao Yifan smiled.

Jiang Tao handed the pen and notebook to Zhao Yifan, and he took it without thinking, wrote a line on it, and handed it to Jiang Tao. Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Dr. Jiang."

"You're too polite, Doctor Zhao."

Jiang Tao nodded, glanced at the line above, his face became a little weird, raised his head, glanced at Zhao Yifan, and asked Zhao Yifan silently with his eyes.

Zhao Yifan nodded with a smile.

Jiang Tao thought for a while, turned around and walked out in a hurry.

Liang Bin saw the eye contact between the two, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Judging from Jiang Tao's expression, what Zhao Yifan wrote must be extremely weird!

In addition, the taxi driver called Zhao Yifan the so-called "Master" before, which made Liang Bin maliciously think that he might have given Mr. Gong some kind of "fushui" or something like that!
If you add the method of opening the altar, it will be even more interesting!

"Mr. Gong, your illness, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than senile fever. On this point, Mr. Feng's judgment is not wrong."

After Zhao Yifan handed the things to Jiang Tao, he turned around and said to Mr. Gong with a smile.

Old Feng next to him snorted when he heard the words, and thought to himself, I thought you kid could come up with other tricks!
After a pause, Zhao Yifan continued: "Old Gong, in fact, to put it bluntly, the reason why your illness has changed now is because your stomach qi is weak and almost non-existent. If you have stomach qi, you will live, and if you have no stomach qi, you will die. For your fever, the first step is to restore your stomach qi first, so that you can take medication."

"Oh."

Mr. Gong nodded lightly, feeling a little disapproving.

Because what Zhao Yifan said was not long ago, Mr. Feng also said it, and now Zhao Yifan is almost tantamount to repeating Mr. Feng's words again.

"Pick up people's teeth."

Liang Bin couldn't help snorting, and said sarcastically: "I thought Master Zhao had some superior opinion, but I didn't expect that he was stealing from Mr. Feng."

Zhao Yifan didn't even bother to look at Liang Bin, and said to Mr. Gong, "Mr. Gong, my treatment plan is very simple. First, wake up your stomach qi, let your intestines recover and let your internal organs return to normal circulation..."

"Zhao Yifan."

Hearing his words, Old Feng frowned, couldn't help but interrupt him, and said coldly: "Just tell me directly, how do you plan to give Old Gong medicine!"

"Yes."

Liang Bin went on to say: "We all understand what you said, you just say how to give Gong Lao medicine."

"Doctor Zhao."

At this time, Jiang Tao walked in quickly from the outside.

Liang Bin didn't bother to ridicule Zhao Yifan anymore, and quickly looked at Jiang Tao.

I saw that Jiang Tao was holding a rice cooker in his hand. Apart from that, his hands were empty and he had nothing else.

This can't help but disappoint Liang Bin. He didn't see the Fushui Taomu sword and the like in his imagination.

"Is everything in there?"

After Zhao Yifan took the rice cooker, he asked Jiang Tao with a smile.

Jiang Tao nodded, hesitant to speak, but there were 1 whys in his heart.

"Doctor Zhao, what are you packing here?"

Feng Lao and Liang Bin really wanted to lift the rice cooker in Zhao Yifan's hands to see what was inside, but they were too embarrassed to speak out because of face, but Gong Lin didn't have such worries, so he just didn't worry about it. He looked at Zhao Yifan bluntly.

Zhao Yifan lifted the lid of the rice cooker and showed Mr. Gong and Gong Lin a look.

There was half a pot of water in it, and at the same time, there was steeped green tea, but other than that, there was nothing to see.

"tea?"

Old Gong frowned and looked at Zhao Yifan suspiciously.

"Doctor Zhao, what do you mean? This is your treatment method?"

Gong Lin looked at Zhao Yifan in astonishment, his face slightly displeased, what kind of messed up doctor did Mr. Lin recommend?

"Yes."

Zhao Yifan smiled lightly.

"Hmph, I know some medical skills."

Mr. Feng said coldly: "Green tea does have the effect of clearing the spleen and strengthening the stomach, but Mr. Gong has no stomach qi now. It would be too ridiculous to want to stop vomiting with mere green tea." After a while, he continued: "Besides, Mr. Gong doesn't drink water and rice now, and your green tea still doesn't have any effect. If you drink it, you will spit it out."

Zhao Yifan glanced at Mr. Feng, ignored him, and said to Mr. Gong with a smile: "Mr. Gong, let's go to the kitchen and stay, okay?"

"Doctor Zhao, if you plan to let my grandpa drink tea, then forget it."

Gong Lin raised his brows, and said bluntly: "I don't agree with your so-called treatment plan. It's useless at all. Please go back."

Seeing Gong Lin directly expelling Zhao Yifan, Liang Bin was almost overjoyed!

"Gong Lin, what are you talking about?"

When Mr. Gong heard Gong Lin's words, he gave him a displeased look.

"Whether it's useful or not, you'll know if you try it."

Zhao Yifan didn't argue with Gong Lin, and said in a low voice, "It's not a big deal anyway, what do you think of Mr. Gong?" He looked at Mr. Gong.

Mr. Gong thought for a while, nodded, and agreed.

As Zhao Yifan said, it's not a big deal anyway.

Compared with the living room, the area of ​​the kitchen is undoubtedly much smaller. Mr. Gong and Gong Lin, together with Zhao Yifan and a chair, have almost no room for other people.

Jiang Tao, Feng Lao and Liang Bin were all standing at the door of the kitchen.

Turning on the rice cooker, Zhao Yifan stood there leisurely.

Mr. Gong waited patiently.

As for Gong Lin, he looked impatient.

After a few minutes, small bubbles appeared in the water in the rice cooker.

The curling steam mixed with the fragrance of tea rose up, filling the kitchen space.

Everyone had their own thoughts, silently watching the rice cooker boiling with boiling water.

Feng always looked disdainful.

Liang Bin sneered, thinking about how to make fun of Zhao Yifan in a while.

Jiang Tao, on the other hand, was full of curiosity.

Because among the crowd, apart from Zhao Yifan, I am afraid that Jiang Tao is the only one who knows that there are two earthworms in the rice cooker!

The prescription Zhao Yifan gave Jiang Tao just now has only one line of words on it, which is very simple - one rice cooker, half of the water, one or two Qingming tea, and two live earthworms.

Fortunately, there were vegetables and other crops planted in Mr. Gong's yard. After digging the soil a few times, Jiang Tao found two earthworms.

Otherwise, this thing is really hard to find for a while!

In Jiang Tao's mind, he had been thinking about whether he should tell Mr. Gong that besides the tea leaves, there were two earthworms in the pot.

Because Jiang Tao was afraid that Zhao Yifan would let Mr. Gong drink the "tea" in the pot later, wouldn't that be the same as drinking "earthworm water"?

Take a step back.

If Mr. Gong's illness is cured after drinking this earthworm green tea, then that's fine; what if it doesn't work?Looking back, will I be reprimanded by Mr. Gong?

After much deliberation, Jiang Tao decided to make a decision based on the situation.

In case Zhao Yifan really asked Mr. Gong to drink this "earthworm green tea", then he had to explain if he couldn't say it.

"...Well, this tea is very fragrant."

As the water in the rice cooker boiled more and more intensely, the aroma of tea leaves became stronger and stronger. The kitchen was filled with a strong tea aroma. Mr. Gong, who was sitting on the chair, felt the smell of tea leaves. , It seems to smell very fragrant and refreshing, and I can't help but say something.

"This is Qingming tea."

Zhao Yifan smiled when he heard the words, and explained: "It is the latest first tea of ​​the year. In spring, the temperature is moderate and the rainfall is abundant. At this time, the tea leaves are green in color, fragrant, mellow and beautiful in shape. They are the best among teas... "

Before he finished speaking, Liang Bin said coldly: "Master Zhao, you are here today to treat Mr. Gong's illness, not to treat Mr. Gong to taste tea, let alone to give us the science of tea. You figure out your identity and purpose!"

(End of this chapter)