The president's wife with one child and five treasures is the favorite of the group

"I've already said, I'm not in the mood today, and I won't see anyone. You should hire someone else!"

Old doctor Huo directly bypassed him, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

"Mr. Huo!"

Mu Jingchen followed behind him, ready to persuade him again, but found that the door of the hotel was opened, and Li Yue walked out with his back supported.

Seeing her pale face, he walked over quickly and held her arm without caring about anything else.

"Liyue, how's it going?"

She held her forehead with her hand, and said weakly: "His head is sweating all the time, and he has no strength in his body. Jingchen, Mr. Huo, have you invited me?"

Just as Mu Jingchen was about to speak, Old Doctor Huo suddenly came over, put his hand on her pulse, and diagnosed her condition.

"It's because you haven't fully recovered from your fetal gas last time, and you're catching a cold. Go back to the house quickly. The weather is cold sooner or later, so it's not suitable to go out."

Mu Jingchen helped her into the room, poured another cup of tea for Mr. Huo, and put his hands in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo, for being willing to see my wife."

Old Doctor Huo took out the wooden medicine box and said, "You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank your own wife!"

Huangfu Liyue and Mu Jingchen glanced at each other, unable to understand what he meant.

He raised his hand to signal Huangfu Liyue to lie down on the recliner beside him, and took out the silver needle from the medicine box.

"I was humiliated by the Tian family just now, and I didn't want to see anyone today, but seeing this girl, I changed my mind."

While speaking, he sterilized the silver needle neatly and pierced Huangfu Liyue's body acupuncture point.

Huangfu Liyue glanced at the silver needle on her body, and asked, "Old man, why?"

"The last time you went to see a doctor at my place, I saw it. You are young, but you have acquired good medical skills, and you will be formidable in future generations."

Old Doctor Huo skillfully applied the needle, and continued: "I have lived for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen a young girl learning Chinese medicine, especially a girl from the city like you, which is even rarer.

Although I am a resident of the ancient town, I also walked out of here when I was young. The times are developing rapidly. In the outside world, I don’t know when Western medicine has been trusted more than Chinese medicine. "

Speaking of this, there was a bit of regret in his tone.

"If this trend continues, the things left by our ancestors will be forgotten one day."

He looked at Huangfu Liyue with a smile on his lips: "Fortunately, there are still young people who are willing to learn Chinese medicine. I feel very relieved, girl, I hope you don't give up."

After a few injections, the soreness in Huangfu Liyue's waist relieved a lot, and her head was no longer so groggy.

"Mr. Huo, don't worry, I love this industry, and I will definitely not give up. It's just that I have little talent and learning. It's better for the old man not to make jokes."

Mr. Huo shook his head and said with a smile: "The industry of Chinese medicine requires long-term study and experience. You are still so young, and you will have plenty of learning opportunities in the future."

After finishing speaking, he said with regret: "It's a pity that you are not from our town, otherwise I would definitely accept you as an apprentice. In this way, at least there will be someone who will inherit the mantle in the future."

She casually asked: "Mister, why don't you pass on your medical skills to your children?"

"I think, it's a pity that the children and grandchildren have the pursuit of their children and grandchildren. They yearn for a prosperous life in the city and have no interest in Chinese medicine. They left here long ago to live in distant big cities."

Mr. Huo was a little emotional.

From his words, Huangfu Liyue could also hear deep thoughts.

"Everyone has their own aspirations."

"Yeah, people have their own aspirations, so I didn't force them, let them pursue their own lives, I stay here alone, it's fine."

Huangfu Liyue smiled, but did not answer.

Old Doctor Huo asked, "Do you feel better physically?"

She nodded: "It's much better."

She admired this old gentleman's medical skills from the bottom of her heart.

The needle was inserted steadily and quickly, without even a slight pain, and the technique was precise, which could heal her discomfort very quickly.

Grandma was not so powerful when she was alive.

If she is not leaving here soon, she really wants to learn from him.

Dr. Huo saw that her symptoms were relieved, and her complexion improved a lot, and said: "You just caught a cold, and after the acupuncture and moxibustion, you will be almost fine, so I won't prescribe this medicine for you, but, these two days It's best not to go out to see the wind, and don't be tired, just exercise properly."

"Thank you, sir."

Mu Jingchen thanked him, and then asked casually: "We originally planned to leave the ancient town in the next two days. According to what you said, my wife's body should stay for a few days to recuperate?"

"The physique of a pregnant woman is inherently worse than that of ordinary people, and the long drive will put a burden on her body. My suggestion is that it is not too late for you to leave after your body is fully recuperated."

"Thank you for reminding me, old man. Then we will leave after my wife recovers."

After speaking, he took out some money and handed it to Mr. Huo.

"Mr., I wonder if this fee is enough for the consultation?"

Mr. Huo saw that his generous spending was in stark contrast to Cheng Cuixing next door, and he immediately thought of Cheng Cui's face before.

"Forget it, it's easy to do, it's not easy for you to go out, so I won't charge your consultation fee this time."

As he said that, he sighed: "People are really different. Some people are willing to spend a lot of money for a little wind and cold, and some people are dying, but they don't want to get rid of it."

Mu Jingchen asked in puzzlement, "Who is the old gentleman talking about?"

"The Tian family next door to yours came to me to see a doctor but didn't want to spend money to buy medicinal materials. Their son is dying of illness, but they still think I'm talking nonsense. It's really ignorant."

Mr. Huo shook his head while calculating the time.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he took off the silver needle from Huangfu Liyue's body.

"Okay, it's getting late, I should go back."

"Jingchen, send the old man off."

Mr. Huo waved his hand to stop Mu Jingchen.

"No, you can stay with her well. Remember, don't go out to blow the wind for the next two days, and rest at home."

After the explanation, the old man put on the medicine box and left.

Huangfu Liyue regained her strength, her body was much more comfortable, she stood up and moved around a few times.

"Jingchen, this old gentleman's medical skills are very good. If I have the opportunity, I have to learn more from him."

"There must be a chance."

He responded, looking towards the door.

Huangfu Liyue thought about what the old man said just now, and guessed: "The terminally ill person that the old man said just now should be Cheng Cui's son."

Mu Jingchen didn't care about these insignificant people, so he said indifferently: "Cheng Cui has a bad mind and has done so many bad things. It seems that this retribution has been reported to her son."