Chapter 11 Are You Cursing Me?
Although his face was swollen, the doctors hurriedly surrounded him, his face turned red and his heart was beating, "No wonder my little brother is so arrogant. It turns out that he is the descendant of the Medicine King. Please come in!"
Lin Yang said with a smile: "Don't you need a medical qualification certificate now?"
Everyone felt that the temperature on their faces was getting higher and higher, but they could only smile and said, "What are you kidding?"
What other crap qualification certificate does the successor of the Medicine King need?"
Everyone agreed, and a person with low emotional intelligence smiled and said, "Even the little genius doctor in Huichuntang doesn't need to be proved, let alone you?"
"Puff--" Yao Shicong felt that he was punched in the center, and a mouthful of old blood almost came out.
I glared at the person who was talking, and took several deep breaths to calm down.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to tease you! I have to treat Mr. Qin quickly!"
As he said that, he glanced at the butler next to him: "Remember to remind you, please prepare the money for me quickly!"
The butler Qin Chun was also shocked by Lin Yang's identity. He did not come back to his senses until this time. He quickly overhauled the past and shouted: "There is someone coming to Medicine King Valley. The master's illness is saved!"
As soon as Lin Yang raised his feet, he heard Yao Shicong snorting coldly: "Slow down, we have to at least say we'll come first and then come!"
Lin Yang was stunned at first, then shook his head helplessly: "Then let it go! Anyway, you double-standard dogs like you have always been reasonable!"
"Hmph, when I cure Mr. Qin, it depends on how arrogant you are!"
After saying a harsh words, Yao Shicong strode into the Qin family's door.
When Lin Yang walked into the living room, Yao Shicong was talking to an old man: "Old man, my grandfather asked me to see you. I had already told me that I would not receive a reward of tens of millions of dollars for you, but only charge a normal medical fee..." As he said that, he looked at Lin Yang provocatively, as if he was looking for money before despising him.
At the same time, he also felt a sense of superiority - look, how grand our Huichun Hall is, if you say no to the reward of 50 million, just don’t want it! "Sure enough, heroes are a young man!"
Qin Ruoxu smiled and said, "As long as you can treat my illness, you won't lose any money!"
Perhaps these 50 million are astronomical in the eyes of many people, but in Qin Ruoxu's eyes, it is just a drop in the bucket.
At this time, the butler Qin Chun quickly welcomed Lin Yang in: "Master, this is Mr. Lin Yang, the descendant of the Medicine King!"
Qin Ruoxu was stunned. Of course, he knew that the Medicine King had disappeared twenty years ago. At this time, a successor suddenly appeared, and 80% was a liar.
However, he did not get angry, but instead said with a smile: "Okay, it's true that the Yangtze River is pushing the previous wave. Now it's really the world of young people! I'll trouble you later!"
"Old Qin, won't you start treatment now?"
Yao Shicong was afraid that Lin Yang would be taken first, and his expression seemed a little anxious.
"If you look at it now, I'm afraid I can't find out anything!"
Qin Ruoxu waved his hand and sighed: "I have also looked for someone before. Traditional Chinese medicine is fine, but Western medicine cannot find it at all.
It is precisely because of this that I have never traveled outside again in recent years! However, even if traditional Chinese medicine is effective, it can only be seen when my illness occurs..." "This is a bit strange. I'll take your pulse first?"
Qin Ruoxu nodded with a smile. Yao Shicong's face changed suddenly after he started taking the pulse: "Sure enough, your Mai Xiang is very peaceful, and there is no sign of the disease..." Lin Yang, who had not spoken, smiled and said lightly: "Don't worry, about half an hour later, the old man's illness will attack!"
Yao Shicong's face suddenly sank: Why are you everywhere?
Didn't you see that I'm treating someone?
What the hell are you messing around?
However, before he could speak, he heard Qin Ruoxu say in shock: "How did you know when I was onset?"
Yao Shicong was stunned, a sense of depression in his heart, his face became a little hot, as if he had been swollen again.
"I have also learned about your condition before, and it will be noon in half an hour.
The temperature rises and the virtual fire rises, which can easily cause headaches..." Qin Ruoxu nodded with a smile, and immediately put away his prejudice against Lin Yang.
However, Yao Shicong snorted coldly, and a trace of disdain appeared on his face.
Half an hour passed in a flash. Just when the sun was in the sky, Qin Ruoxu, who was originally calm and breeze, suddenly turned pale, and a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
He hugged his head tightly with both hands, and his painful teeth were trembling.
"Old Qin, please bear with it first!"
Yao Shicong hurriedly helped Mr. Qin lie on the bed, and quickly took out the needle bag. In the blink of an eye, he laid more than ten needles on the old man's head and neck, and kept gently twisting and rubbing with his fingers.
Lin Yang nodded. Although this kid is a little famous, he is still a bit real.
As time passed, Qin Ruoxu's face became more and more rosy, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief: "The little genius doctor in Huichun Hall is indeed well-deserved!"
The butler Qin Chun was also overjoyed and bowed to Yao Shicong repeatedly: "Thank you little doctor, thank you little doctor!"
"Too polite, not worth mentioning!"
As he said that, he turned to Lin Yang not far away and said condescendingly: "Sorry, I have cured Mr. Qin and have not left you a chance. The 50 million reward you want can only fail..." Qin Ruoxu was stunned. He did not expect that Lin Yang was really making the 50 million idea.
However, a person with his identity will not be angry, and he smiled and told Qin Chun: "It is rare that Mr. Lin is full of heart. You can give him a red envelope of one million and then send it out!"
Apart from the stubborn disease, the old man was in a particularly happy mood.
After learning about Lin Yang's true purpose, his previous affection for him also disappeared.
Qin Chun nodded, walked quickly to Lin Yang, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Lin, please come with me..." Lin Yang was unmoved and still sat on the sofa.
Yao Shicong's face suddenly became ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yang, why haven't you left yet? Haven't you heard Mr. Qin's words?"
Qin Chun's face was also a little unhappy. Although he hoped that Lin Yang would cure the master, but now that things have come to this, we can't let the master get sick again, right?
"Mr. Lin..." "Don't worry, it won't take long to get Mr. Qin's condition will happen again..." Before Lin Yang finished speaking, everyone's faces changed.
Even the living room has become accustomed to the point of falling needles.
Even Qin Ruoxu, who had always been kind, frowned: "Young man, are you cursing me?"
Chapter completed!