doctor magician

Chapter 68 Ginger is old and spicy

The car came to a villa residential area. From the heavily guarded security guards, we could tell that the people living here were not ordinary people.

Zhang Jinhui peeked at Xiao Ying out of the corner of his eye again, seeing that he didn't care, he didn't look around at all, and he was completely unmoved by the luxury of this high-end community, he was even more secretly surprised.I thought to myself that this young Dr. Xiao is really well-informed. He has seen many people enter this kind of noble residence, and it feels fresh everywhere like looking at a diorama. respect.

In fact, he didn't know that Xiao Ying came from the future. He lived in an era more than 20 years later, which was far more prosperous than it is now. He also worked in the Ministry of Health and went abroad many times. He has seen high-end residential areas in developed countries, and he has also been to many places in the capital. Compared with this high-end and high-end villa area, this provincial capital villa area is far behind the old nose, so of course it will not feel novel.

The vehicle stopped in front of a small courtyard of a two-story villa. The concierge opened the gate, and the car slowly entered the courtyard.

The shape of this building is a Chinese-style structure, simple and elegant. Since the old lady likes Chinese medicine, she should have a special liking for Chinese culture, so the decoration of the house is of course Chinese-style.

Hearing the car horn, Long Qingquan had already come out of the house, stood on the balcony on the second floor, saw that it was indeed their car, and immediately walked downstairs to the yard.Xiao Ying got out of the car, Long Qingquan held his hand, patted his shoulder affectionately, and led him into the house: "We are old friends, and we haven't invited you to our house as a guest. Today we will have a good drink." A cup. I'll take you to meet my grandma first."

The two entered the living room. The living room was very large, and the decoration and furnishings were all in Chinese style. There was no sofa, only mahogany Chinese style chairs.The tea table is also of quaint Chinese style.

At this moment, a thin old lady was sitting on a mahogany bench in the living room watching TV.The hit TV series "Longing" was playing on TV, and the old lady was so engrossed in watching it that her eyes were red from crying, and she kept wiping her tears with a tissue in her hand.

Seeing the two of them coming in, the old lady stood up.Long Qingquan hurried forward to hold her arm, and said, "Grandma, that's what I told you. My good friend, Dr. Xiao, is very skilled in medicine."

Grandma Long looked Xiao Ying up and down, and saw that he was wearing a double-breasted Tang suit, satin knickerbockers, black-faced white-soled cloth shoes, a folding fan in her hand, and a set of pure Chinese attire. Qingquan said: "Hurry up and invite the guests to sit down!" Then he ordered the babysitter to make tea.

The little nanny was about to make tea, but Long Qingquan waved his hand and said, "I'll do it, you go and do your work. Today is Xiao Xiao's first visit to our house, and I want to make him a cup of Kung Fu tea myself."

There was a set of exquisite tea sets on the tea table, Long Qingquan was very skilled and started to dance the tea ceremony with a little show off.

Xiao Ying sat on the single mahogany chair next to him and looked at it with a smile: "You are still a set, I didn't know you knew the tea ceremony!"

"My grandma taught me since I was a child. I have more than ten years of experience in this craft. I wouldn't make tea for you if I wasn't a good friend!" give him.

This tea cup is not much bigger than a wine cup. Xiao Ying doesn't know how to drink tea, and he doesn't usually drink it. However, he has seen other people's tea ceremony and knows that this kind of tea is for tasting, not for quenching thirst, so he said thank you after taking it. , took a sip, smacked his lips, seemed to be tasting the taste of tea, and then took a sip before admiring: "It's very fragrant! It's a pity that I don't know tea, and I don't know what kind of tea it is."

"This is Tieguanyin. Oh, you are a Chinese medicine student, so you should also know how to drink tea. Tea culture is a traditional Chinese culture!" Long Qingquan said.

"Chinese traditional culture is extensive and profound. If I have to learn every one of them, how can I have time to learn Chinese medicine?"

Grandma Long looked at Xiao Ying curiously: "Doctor Xiao is a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Xiao Ying said vaguely: "I'm not good at learning art, let the old man laugh at me."

"He is very good at Chinese medicine!" Long Qingquan said with a smile, beckoning Zhang Jinhui to take out an evening newspaper from his bag, open it, and point to an article on it to Grandma Long: "You read this article first, and I will give it to you later." You talk about Dr. Xiao's medical skills."

Grandma Long took the evening paper, and the nanny hurriedly brought her reading glasses to put on, and looked at them carefully, only looking at these few lines, she couldn't help being surprised, and looked at Long Qingquan.

This piece of news was in an important position on the front page of the Evening News. The headline was "National Famous Singer Long Qingquan Sudden Loss of Voice at a Concert". It reported what happened the day before. Restore your throat.

Grandma Long didn't finish reading the news, so she anxiously asked her precious grandson, "What's going on?"

Long Qingquan moved his body and leaned against her. Grandma put her arms around her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, grandma. I'll be right in front of you, right? But last night was really thrilling. I suddenly lost my voice when I was singing. Fortunately, Xiao Xiao was the doctor of the medical team of the concert. He used two silver needles for acupuncture and moxibustion. In just a few minutes, my throat was cured and my pronunciation was restored. His acupuncture is really amazing. Superb, I think Grandpa Dong’s acupuncture is nothing more than this! If it weren’t for him yesterday, I would have been miserable. It’s because he helped me so much, so I invited him to have a meal at home today to express my gratitude. grateful."

The grandfather Dong mentioned by Long Qingquan was named Dong Guigui, who was a professor at the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a doctoral supervisor, and the director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine affiliated to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.The famous old Chinese doctor in the whole country is the guest of Grandma Long's house.

Grandma Long nodded, but she didn't quite believe Long Qingquan's words, especially the statement that Xiao Ying's acupuncture was similar to that of a well-known old Chinese doctor in the country.

Seeing that Grandma Long didn't believe it, Zhang Jinhui also beat the side drum to create an atmosphere: "Old man, you don't know how nervous we were at that time, we were going crazy, Brother Fei Long couldn't even speak normally, let alone sing, he really was in a hurry Like ants on a hot pot, Dr. Xiao’s acupuncture skills are superb, with two whizzing sounds, like strolling in a garden, and his fingers twisted and thrust, and clicked, just like playing the piano. Are you I didn’t see it at the scene, but we saw it, and there was only one word——so handsome!”

"This is three words, okay?" Grandma Long gave him an angry look, and then looked at Xiao Ying curiously: "Which master did you learn acupuncture from?"

"I learned it in school."

Long Qingquan interjected, "Grandma, now you learn Chinese medicine in a Chinese medicine school or a medical university. Unlike the old society, it's an old way to have Master Bai and the teacher."

"It's better to use the old method. Look at your grandpa Dong. He learned it from an old Chinese doctor when he was a child. That technique is really brilliant. It really cures the disease!"

Long Qingquan muttered and said: "The medicine is cured, so why is your illness always cured?"

Grandma Long's face darkened: "You are not allowed to say that about Grandpa Dong! I almost starved to death because of the famine when I was a child. I ate bark and grass roots, and I even ate Guanyin soil, which completely ruined my body. The disease, this disease is at the root, even the gods can't do anything about it."

Xiao Ying said with a smile: "Yes, some diseases can only be recuperated, and decoctions cannot be used. No medical method can cure them fundamentally, but the body can be healed slowly through recuperation."

"Doctor Dong has been treating me. If my bones hadn't been treated by him, I would have gone to the underworld to meet Feilong and his grandfather."

Xiao Ying heard that she admired Dr. Dong so much, it seemed that if Grandma Long wanted to build confidence in another doctor's medical skills, words alone couldn't achieve it. For this kind of old man, it is difficult to change things once he is convinced. , unless the facts speak for themselves.

Xiao Ying said to Grandma Long: "Dr. Dong is a well-known old Chinese doctor in the field of Chinese medicine. I have always admired him as a master. It's just that I don't have the chance to meet him to ask for advice. I really hope that one day I can get his advice. That's good for me. His medical skills will be of great help, but I don’t know if there is such an opportunity.”

Xiao Ying's very sincere learning attitude immediately won Grandma Long's favor, nodded frequently and said: "This is no problem, Dr. Dong will come to my house to see me every now and then, and he will be invited to treat me when I am sick. We will meet each other by chance. ——There are not many studious young people like you. After learning medicine for a few days, they all think they are great. They don’t respect the elderly at all. In Chinese medicine, Jiang is still old and spicy. ah!"

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