Master Doctor in the City

Since Ye Chen said that, Liao Bingxue and Huang Xiaowei could only listen to Ye Chen's words. Ye Chen stopped a tricycle at will. After Ye Chen and the two girls got on the tricycle, the Vietnamese woman asked Ye Chen where the three were going. ?

When Ye Chen talked about the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel, it might be because of a speech communication problem. Ye Chen thought she couldn't understand it.

Ye Chen said it several times, and after the other party had confirmed that it was the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel, he drove to the Golden Lotus Hotel.

"Ye Chen, did he understand it?" Liao Bingxue asked.

Now that Liao Bingxue is sitting in the middle of the tricycle seat, and Ye Chen is sitting on the other side of Liao Bingxue, Huang Xiaowei naturally still doesn't want to have too much contact with Ye Chen.

However, when Liao Bingxue asked, Ye Chen really understood the importance of this translation. If Wu Yu, a female university student volunteer, was here, it wouldn't be so much trouble.

However, now that the tricycle driver understands, there is no other problem.

Along the way, the two women of Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue looked outside and found that there was a lot more lively outside than when they came in the morning, and most of the people on the road were women.

It is said that during the Sino-Vietnamese War, there were no girls left in Vietnam, so that the proportion of women in Vietnam has always been higher than that of men.

Therefore, many bachelors in China paid money to buy women from Vietnam to get married when they could not find local girls to get married.

Now the three of them saw that many of the women were wearing clothes similar to cheongsam. From the information on the Internet, Ye Chen knew that this was Vietnam’s national dress Ao Dai.

In fact, the so-called Ao Dai is the original local ethnic costumes in Vietnam. After imitating the cheongsam of the Qing Dynasty, this kind of clothing was formed.

Of course, in addition to women's clothing, there are also men. This is the same as the nature of Chinese Tang suits and tunic suits.

"Are those clothes pretty?" Huang Xiaowei asked.

"Not bad." Liao Bingxue said.

Seeing them not only riding a bicycle and wearing Ao Dai, but also wearing a pointed bamboo hat. Of course, these are very Vietnamese national characteristics, seeing them dressed like this, you know that you have come to Vietnam.

"Do you think cheongsam is good-looking?" Ye Chen asked back.

Huang Xiaowei didn't know what Ye Chen meant, but he seemed to have other meanings in it.

After squeezing through tricycles, motorcycles, bicycles, and other large vehicles, about 30 minutes later, I arrived at the entrance of the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel.

Ye Chen could confirm that the other party understood the word nasturtium he had said in Chinese just now.

When he got out of the car and took out fifty yuan in cash, he thought that the other party would get the yuan back to himself.

However, the other party took a look and took it. After confirming the authenticity, he retrieved two 10,000 Vietnamese dong banknotes and gave them to Ye Chen. These Vietnamese dong banknotes were worthless, and Ye Chen knew very well.

However, since it was like that, I took it myself and didn't say anything. When I returned to the hotel, Ye Chen took the two women directly to the restaurant for dinner.

"Sister Bingxue, do you eat Chinese food or Western food?" Ye Chen asked.

"Look at how their Chinese food is doing?" Liao Bingxue said.

Ye Chen called the waitress in the restaurant, brought the recipes, and ordered the Chinese dishes here. It didn’t take long before Ye Chen found out that the Chinese food they sent was really different from the domestic ones. They were mainly based on seafood. A lot of sugar is added to each dish.

Both Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue had no appetites.

It seems that the only way to eat Chinese food is to go back to China. In foreign countries, the tastes of the Vietnamese are different from those of the Chinese.

The three of them simply finished eating, because they had to check out before leaving the hotel. Now the waiter took away the order menu signed by Ye Chen, and the three of Ye Chen could leave and return to the double luxury suite on the third floor of the hotel.

When entering inside, Ye Chen asked the two women to rest in the room, while he took out the "I Ching" analysis book he had brought and lay on the sofa outside to read.

Liao Bingxue and Huang Xiaowei washed in the bathroom, wiped their sweat, and then went back to the big bed in the room to rest.

Originally, Ye Chen wanted to see other places in Hanoi, but he was not familiar with the place where he was born, and he didn't understand Vietnamese, so even the usual car communication was troublesome.

Therefore, he thought for a while, and waited until the female volunteer Wu Yu had time before he was ready to go around Hanoi.

Of course, in Ye Chen's view, Hanoi is similar to domestic third- and fourth-tier cities in all aspects, and may not be as good as some third- and fourth-tier cities.

He lay there reading a book until more than two o'clock in the afternoon. Huang Xiaowei got up first, got out of the room and sat opposite Ye Chen to look at him. Ye Chen asked, "Miss Huang, what are you looking at?"

"I want to drink medicine." Huang Xiaowei said.

Soon, Ye Chen thought that she had prescribed Huang Xiaowei's first-visit prescription for 14 doses in half a month. She had already drunk it. If it hadn't been for coming to Vietnam to participate in the Eastern Medicine Competition, Ye Chen would have prescribed her second-visit prescription.

"Then you have been taking the medicine for half a month, what symptoms do you feel?" Ye Chen asked.

"I still feel tingling in the left chest, pain in the shoulder joint, and sometimes dizziness and palpitations." Huang Xiaowei said.

To say that this medicine has no effect, it is definitely impossible. At least every time the illness attacks, it is not as frequent as before, and she still feels much better.

However, if the precordial area is still terribly painful during the attack, Ye Chen needs to give her acupuncture in time.

"Did you bring the medical record of the first consultation?" Ye Chen asked.

"In my travel bag." Huang Xiaowei said.

When Ye Chen asked her to go in and take out the medical records of the first consultation, he asked her to sit in front of him, and Ye Chen naturally checked her pulse and tongue.

After reading this, after Ye Chen confirmed that there were no other problems, he picked up the medical record of the first diagnosis and wrote under the prescription of the first diagnosis: "Second diagnosis: The patient has occasional tingling in the left chest, shoulder joint pain, sometimes dizziness, and palpitations. Examination: Tongue Symptoms: red tongue tip, white fur. Pulse condition: pulse count. Treatment: still use the top to remove Pueraria lobata root plus 10 grams of turmeric and 12 grams of polygonatum. 14 doses, decoction in water.

After Ye Chen finished writing, he confirmed that there were no other problems, and said, "Actually, if you want to cure this disease, if you just drink Chinese medicine, it will take longer."

"Then how do you treat it?" Huang Xiaowei asked. She naturally wanted to cure herself of this disease as soon as possible, and not to suffer from this disease anymore.

However, the treatment for so long before has no effect.

Ye Chen looked up at her and smiled and said, "Acupuncture, acupuncture every two days."

"You." Seeing Ye Chen's smile, Huang Xiaowei felt that Ye Chen was a little sloppy, and now looking at her with that gaze, it was like seeing through her upper body.