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Chapter 112

In front of his son's rocking chair, Shen Baicheng held his breath, not even daring to breathe, for fear of affecting the performance of this miracle doctor.

This miracle doctor was carrying a dilapidated rucksack slantedly on his body, and the coat on his body was so worn that the original color could not be seen.

He put his hand on the child's wrist inscrutablely, crushed the circle of mustache on the chin, nodded pretendingly, and sighed occasionally.

"Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, let's take a step to talk."

"Okay." Shen Baicheng opened one hand, and made a gesture of invitation to the miracle doctor.

He really didn't trust these quacks, but he was a doctor after all, so he couldn't make mistakes if he did his best.

Shen Baicheng led him all the way to the living room, and he asked as he walked, "Doctor, what's wrong with my son? Why is it so serious? I can't even get out of bed these two days holding my stomach."

The miracle doctor nodded, indicating that he had listened to Shen Baicheng's words. He opened his hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and shifted his suggestive gaze to Hou Cuicui.

Hou Cuicui understood, and quickly took out 200 yuan from her bag and handed it to the genius doctor.

The genius doctor spit on his fingers, crushed the banknotes, and then exposed them to the sun before putting them in his jacket pocket with confidence.

"Your illness can be big or small." He sniffed, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Shen Baicheng's face, "Your child, it's all because of the deficiency of Qi in your body."

Hearing the word qi deficiency, Shen Baicheng's complexion changed, and his complexion gradually became gloomy.

What is qi deficiency?

He, Shen Baicheng, can still climb three floors without panting, why is he so weak?

"Do you often sweat, especially in the middle of the day, and you can't sleep well? When you wake up, you often have a back sweat?"

"Did you often feel powerless in recent years? Even snoring while sleeping?"

Shen Baicheng shifted his gaze to Hou Cuicui, and saw her silently nodded to him.

It seems that the snoring thing is gone.

"Do you often have chest tightness, shortness of breath, or just get tired after running for a while?"

The more Shen Baicheng listened to it, the more he felt it made sense, and he looked at this miracle doctor with a little more admiration.

Sure enough, he was still an expert among the people, and even he went to the hospital to check the illness, but this genius doctor could tell at a glance.

He cast approving eyes on Hou Cuicui, then put his arms around the shoulders of this miracle doctor, and sent him directly into the reception room.

"Look at my qi deficiency, how should I treat it?" He let the genius doctor take the main seat, and then graciously refilled the tea for him, "I and my son's illness, I will trouble you to worry about it!"

"Good talk, good talk."

The miracle doctor responded immediately, and for a brief moment, he felt a little guilty.

"Brother Chen, let me tell you, how to treat this disease." He slapped his thigh, as if to embolden himself, "Go to the hospital, of course it can be cured, but this kind of treatment, alas, I didn't say it, it's really It's too aggressive."

"Think about it, it will take at least half a year to cure this disease with the methods of Chinese medicine, but it will be cured within three weeks in the hospital."

"what's going on?"

Facing the genius doctor's question, Shen Baicheng honestly shook his head, took out the notebook he was carrying with him from the side, and prepared to take notes.

Seeing Shen Baicheng's stubborn look, the genius doctor pretended to be distressed, touched his chest and let out a sigh.

"Oh, this is taking your son's life to live!"

The miracle doctor quietly lay beside Shen Baicheng's ear, looked around carefully, and made sure that there was no one around, and then said in a secretive way: "It means that I have a destiny with you, if I am not happy today, this sentence would have been originally It cannot be said."

"Think about it, people must endure hardships in their whole life. Who doesn't suffer? Your son should suffer for half a year, and you should be sent to the hospital. Oh, the hardships will be over in three weeks. What about the extra suffering? manage?"

The genius doctor patted Shen Baicheng on the shoulder, and said the serious consequences: "Shouldn't your son use his life to offset the unfinished suffering?"

Shen Baicheng had a strange expression on his face. In the moment of the short conversation, countless weird thoughts popped up in his mind, and the world view was reshaped after being beaten.

Hou Cuicui looked at Shen Baicheng's colorful facial expressions, and complained a little more about this swindling charlatan.

Relying on the information she revealed, it would be fine to simply deceive Shen Baicheng, but how could it have risen to the level of theology? Now it's all right.

If Shen Baicheng notices that something is wrong, then all the hard work will be over.

Hou Cuicui smiled embarrassingly, and then shouted: "Cure your illness well, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Enough is enough. Shen Baicheng loves his son, but he is not a fool. How could he be convinced by a set of theories?

Shen Baicheng suddenly stretched out a palm, restraining Hou Cuicui's movements with one hand, a strange light glowed in his eyes.

"Shut up! I don't know much!" He cast a disdainful glance at Hou Cuicui, then put his legs together, as if humbly asking for advice, "Master, I have an epiphany!"

The moment the master said these words, Shen Baicheng felt as if his soul had been sublimated, and he suddenly realized that the holy light shone on him. It seemed that he had experienced the purest baptism and had been reborn. He is no longer the previous one who was knocked down by a bunch of chores.

Not seeing the master is like an eternal night, and the sun is silent and invisible.

"I understand Master, people come to this world, and the suffering they suffer is limited. If I suffer today, I will enjoy happiness tomorrow!"

All these are tests.

The wife is unreasonable, the son is suddenly critically ill, the daughter is ungrateful, and the company building will collapse.
All this is a test!
As long as he crossed this threshold, he would be able to enjoy leisure at home with peace of mind for the rest of his life.

Shen Baicheng's face was dyed with a strange light, he rubbed his hands, and walked slowly to the doctor: "That. Is there any way to reduce the suffering that a person has suffered in this life?"

Hou Cuicui's complexion turned dark, this old guy, even said the classic "I have a friend" words, he really doesn't think it's embarrassing.

She was a little anxious, you said that this genius doctor is also, just accept it when it is good, don't drill up if you see a little benefit.

While no one was paying attention, the genius doctor gave her a look from a distance, and made two "fives" with his hands.

The meaning is clear and clear: after the matter is completed, the account will be divided fifty-fifty.

(End of this chapter)