The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Medicine is a science, but it also has a bit of metaphysics.

Different people have the same disease, and the same doctor adopts the same plan to treat them, and the results may be very different.

Everyone's physique is different, and more importantly, everyone's mental state is also different.

This is very evident in cancer patients.

Some people have always been in good health and strong as a cow. Once they are diagnosed with cancer, their whole body collapses. In just one or two months, they become as thin as bones and leave in a hurry.

Some people have been sick all the time, and they still live as usual after being diagnosed with cancer, but they can delay it for three to five years.

Cancer is indeed a terminal illness, but it is really the king of Hades who told you to die in the third watch, can't you stay until the fifth watch?
In fact, not necessarily, it is not easy to cure, but there is no problem in delaying a little more time.

Many people were frightened right away, unable to eat, unable to sleep, extremely depressed mentally, thinking wildly all day long, and ended up leaving earlier than expected.

When Huang Xiaolong was healthy, he was so awesome, he was so angry, he didn't expect that after being poisoned, he found that his legs were about to fail, and he was hit, and his spirit collapsed all of a sudden.

This person may be a strong person in terms of strength, but on the psychological level, he is an out-and-out weak person, and he will die when he enters adversity.

To put it bluntly, this person kills a lot when the wind is favorable, and when the wind is headwind, his mentality will collapse and he will explode the crystal. No matter how strong his strength is, he is still a cancer.

Judging by this point alone, his future achievements are limited, and it is difficult to say whether he can hold up the banner of the Huang family in the future.

Seeing Han Xingye coming in, Huang Xiaolong, who had an unlovely expression on his face, finally got a little angry.

Literally angry.

"You still have the face to come here?" Huang Xiaolong stared at Han Xingye with resentment, wishing he could eat him alive.

"I thought you were poisoned and dumb. I once wondered if there was something wrong with my poison, but now I'm sure it's okay. It's not that you can't speak, it's just that you don't want to."

Han Xingye turned his head and said to the old patriarch: "This account has been abolished. It doesn't make much sense to continue practicing. It's better to open a small account again."

The old patriarch was stunned: Are you teaching me how to do things?
As an old man, he can't understand the terminology in the game, but the general meaning is still clear, let him choose another heir to support, Huang Xiaolong is a waste material, not of much use.

In fact, Han Xingye could see it, but how could the old patriarch not see it.

Huang Xiaolong was something he had grown up with, and his mental fragility was not only shown through this incident.

The old patriarch has seen countless people, and he knows better than anyone else what kind of material Huang Xiaolong is.

So he only let Huang Xiaolong practice kung fu, he didn't pass on medical skills to Huang Xiaolong, otherwise with Huang Xiaolong's heart, he didn't know how many people would be killed.

Logically speaking, the heir of the family should not be passed on to such an unsupportable Adou, but this matter is like the ancient emperor passing on the throne, the so-called capable people are just lip service, the real decisive factor is still the emperor My thoughts.

The old patriarch has six sons, to be precise, the eldest son and five other brothers.

From this sentence, it can be seen that in his eyes, the eldest son is completely different from the other five sons.

His eldest son is indeed very powerful, with great prestige in the entire clan, and a proper banner for the future.

It's a pity that there was an accident and he died young, leaving only one son, Huang Xiaolong.

From that day on, the old patriarch poured all his love for his son into Huang Xiaolong, pampering him infinitely.

In analogy, it's a bit like Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite prince Zhu Biao died, and instead of passing the throne to his other sons, he gave it to the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunqi.

Zhu Yuanzhang is such an awesome person, can't he see Zhu Yunqi's problem?
Of course it's impossible, in order to prevent Zhu Yunqi from being unable to control the situation, he deliberately killed a lot of high-ranking heroes.

The results of it?
Everyone knows what happened afterwards, Zhu Yunwen personally cooperated perfectly with his uncle Zhu Di and killed him himself.

Even if he makes a little mistake in this process, Zhu Di cannot succeed.

Therefore, the mud will always be mud, no matter how hard you cultivate it, it will not be able to support the wall.

Even people like Zhu Yuanzhang would make this kind of mistake, and it was not difficult for the old patriarch to insist on letting Huang Xiaolong be the future patriarch.

Han Xingye persuaded him to change someone, how could he agree.

"This is an internal matter of our Huang clan, so I don't need you to worry about it."

"It's not to worry, but to offer some personal suggestions."

"You should take care of yourself first." The old patriarch said, "Did you bring the antidote?"

Han Xingye took out a pill and handed it to the old patriarch.

The old patriarch put the pill under his nose, sniffed it lightly, and handed it to the people around him.

"Let Xiaolong take it."

Han Xingye asked: "You can rest assured that you are not afraid that I will poison your precious grandson again?"

The old patriarch said: "If you were a smart person, you wouldn't do this, because it would only do you harm, not good."

Huang Xiaolong took the pill, and it took effect very quickly, and he felt much better.

His spirit also recovered from the previous decadent state, and he became proud again.

He said to Han Xingye: "Just wait, I will make you die a miserable death."

Han Xingye said lightly: "Friendly reminder, it takes two courses of treatment to recover, so don't think that you are already cured."

Huang Xiaolong choked suddenly.

Han Xingye said to the old patriarch: "It's time to pay the consultation fee."

"Come with me to the study."

The old patriarch led Han Xingye to the study again, and then pressed a switch from a hidden compartment of a bookshelf. The mechanism in the wall was activated, and a compartment appeared, containing an iron box.

The old patriarch took out the iron box, gently wiped the dust on the box, unlocked the box, and took out the book inside.

Han Xingye glanced at it. The quality of the book was not good. The paper was thin and brittle, and it was easily damaged.

There are no words or pictures on the cover.

"I'm giving you the book now. You must store it carefully and don't damage it." The old patriarch handed the book to Han Xingye with great care.

Han Xingye took the book, opened it and took a look, feeling a little dizzy.

There was a bunch of traditional Chinese characters. Han Xingye knew every word when he took it apart, but when put together, he didn't know what it meant.

No wonder the old patriarch didn't learn it after studying for most of his life.

Han Xingye pondered in his heart: Could it be a translation of a certain language like the Nine Yin Manual?