Good doctor pure love diagnosis and treatment

After leaving Rao Zongyi's place, Guan Junyang really went to get some medicine. Before he left, he asked the nurse where the nearby Chinese medicine shop was.Although this visit was an unpleasant experience for him, there was no need for him to make trouble with his body.

Halfway through the car, while waiting for the red light at the intersection, he took out the prescription and took a look.

Unlike western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine cannot kill people except for deliberate poisoning.He doesn't know what effect the above medicine has, but if the four-eyed bumpkin is really as good at medicine as his friend said, he won't lose anything if he tries it.

If the health is good, then everyone is happy, if not - the rift between him and the four-eyed bumpkin will undoubtedly deepen.

Folding the prescription in half and putting it back in his pocket, Guan Junyang stepped on the gas pedal with a sneer.

The first time I entered a Chinese medicine store, the smell of Chinese medicine in the air was comparable to that in a hospital, and the staff in the store were all older people.

He handed the prescription to the pharmacist. The other party was a white-haired old man in his 60s, wearing glasses similar to Rao Zongyi's. Guan Junyang couldn't help but wonder if all Chinese medicine students looked like this.

After taking the prescription, the old pharmacist looked down, then raised his eyes and glanced at him. He didn't say anything, but told him to come back to get the medicine in half an hour.

As for what that look meant, although Guan Junyang was puzzled, he didn't know. He just obediently went to the supermarket and bought a casserole for boiling medicine.Although he has never taken traditional Chinese medicine, he still knows that medicine cannot be boiled in a stainless steel pot.

In the end, he took fifteen packs of medicine from the Chinese medicine store and went home. When he got home, it was almost time for dinner.

He usually seldom eats at home, and his cooking skills are naturally not very good. He took out some microwave food from the refrigerator, heated them briefly, and then he started to cook medicine.

When I opened the medicine bag, there were some dried herbs inside, all mixed together, and I couldn’t see what it was. There were also two packs of medicine wrapped in paper, which were to be boiled in a special cloth bag.

"What is this..." Frowning, Guan Junyang picked up a pinch of herbs and smelled it. Although the taste was not good, it was not unbearable.

According to Rao Zongyi's words, he poured the medicine into the casserole, added three bowls of water, and turned on the fire.After tidying up, he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited while reading the newspaper.

Not long after, the bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine gradually dissipated, and soon permeated the entire room.

To be honest, it doesn't smell good.

When the smell was getting stronger and stronger, almost making people have the urge to open the window for ventilation, Guan Junyang finally couldn't help frowning and put down the newspaper, walked into the kitchen and opened the lid of the casserole, and saw the brown to black concoction rolling , he frowned even more.

At this moment, as the medicinal juice boiled, suddenly something flashed past, although it disappeared quickly, he still saw it.

The long, thin—

"Bang" the lid of the pot was closed, Guan Junyang lowered his head and stared at the ground with a pale face.

Although I know that many animals can also be used as medicine, seeing it with my own eyes is still a bit scary...Damn it!This seems to be challenging not only the limit of his sense of smell, but also the limit of his psychology!

If waiting for the time to boil the medicine is a kind of torture for him, then the time to drink the medicine is definitely torture.

After finally boiling the medicine, he turned off the fire and poured out the medicine juice, during which he forced himself not to look at the contents of the pot.

A bowl full of pitch-black concoction exudes a strong smell, and most people are not used to this taste.

Guan Junyang struggled a little in his heart.It has already boiled out, it would be too wasteful not to drink, and if you don't drink it while it is hot, it will definitely be more bitter when the medicine cools down.he told himself so.

So he held his breath, picked up the bowl, and repeated it over and over in his heart, the good medicine is bitter!Good medicine tastes bitter——

Unexpectedly, the essence brewed slowly over a slow fire is different, and it can no longer be described as bitter. He almost swallowed this small bowl of medicine before swallowing it. It was so wrinkled that even the facial features were displaced.

This is definitely the bitterest thing he has ever drank in his life!

After putting down the bowl, the medicine juice seemed to be still tumbling in the stomach, continuously surging upwards, the stamina was stronger than that of wine, and even the tongue was paralyzed.

"What the hell is this?!" Guan Junyang cursed with a wrinkled face, turned around, and walked to the side with difficulty to pour water.After a few glasses of water, the taste of the medicine in my mouth was finally diluted, but my stomach was fuller.

Walking out of the kitchen and lying on the sofa in the living room, he felt worse than a hangover.

Even though he knew that the traditional Chinese medicine was not good to drink, he never expected it to be so bad!That damned four-eyed bumpkin made him drink something so bitter on purpose, right?

After this thought flashed through his mind, he immediately remembered the long——

Before he could finish thinking, there was a sudden sharp pain in his stomach.

"Hmm!" He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, and pressed his stomach with the other hand. When he realized what it felt like, he quickly jumped off the sofa and went straight to the toilet.

That night, he ran back and forth to the toilet five times, until he couldn't vomit anymore and his legs became weak, so he really understood what it means to be "deficit" in the body.

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Three days later in the morning, Rao Zongyi got up on time and went to the balcony to do a set of Tai Chi 48 postures. This is his compulsory homework every morning. No matter it is windy or rainy, it has not changed for many years.

He does not have any entertainment hobbies. His only interest is to study various ancient prescriptions and folk prescriptions of Chinese medicine. The first thing he does when he wakes up every morning is to practice Tai Chi. For the rest of the time, he either worked in the hospital or hid in his room to study herbs.

The boring life and seemingly gloomy personality make him, who is less than 30 years old, look like a middle-aged uncle to outsiders. In the eyes of his two brothers, he even has the precursor of Alzheimer's disease. Even his parents, who have been away for medical treatment for many years, expressed that they were powerless.

Rao Zongyi believes that the ultimate goal of his "health preservation" is not just to make himself live longer, but to live a healthier life.

After punching, he helped water the plants on the balcony by the way, and then went back to the room to wash up unhurriedly before he went downstairs.Unlike usual, there was no ready breakfast waiting for him in the living room today.

Facing the empty house, Rao Zongyi thought to himself: Sure enough, he is the only one who has the most leisure time.

After a simple meal, he still went out at the same time as every day, arrived at the hospital, and waited for the first patient of the day.

The temperature has dropped sharply in recent days, and the sudden cold snap has caused more and more people to catch a cold and have a fever.

After a while, the door opened, and the first patient was wearing several layers of clothes, a peaked cap on his head, a white mask and a pair of wide sunglasses, which covered him airtightly from head to toe, if he was not too tall , at first glance, it is really a bit indistinguishable.

After the man walked in, he sat down at Rao Zongyi's table and called "doctor", his voice was a bit muffled because he was wearing a mask.

Rao Zongyi was taken aback for a moment, then calmly looked at the person in front of him.

"You are—" He had a feeling of déjà vu, but he was not sure.

The man took off the mask, then the hat and sunglasses, and finally smiled at him.

"Doctor, we meet again." Guan Junyang said with a bit of complacency.

Rao Zongyi didn't understand why he was proud of meeting the doctor again in the hospital, so he just looked at the man in front of him suspiciously.Leaving aside other things, I haven't seen him for a few days, and he seems to be quite haggard.

"Doctor, I feel a little flattered by you staring at me like this!" Guan Junyang with a hoarse voice smiled, then turned his head away and coughed lightly.

"You, what's the matter?" Rao Zongyi knew that he had a cold, and it was not a mild one, but he just didn't understand. It stands to reason that after the last visit to the doctor, even if he had a cold, he would not come again. I come here to see a doctor myself.

"I have a cold! Doctor." Guan Junyang said naturally.

Rao Zongyi frowned, the person in front of him was talking about doctors, and he was so enthusiastic that he didn't look like him.

"It's hard——" Guan Junyang coughed a few more times. Apart from his hoarse voice, his face was also unnaturally red, and he could tell he had a fever.

"Besides, after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor last time, I have been having diarrhea—" After finishing speaking, my nose was flushed, and my eyes were a little bright.A cold is nothing more than these symptoms. Although it affects the beauty a little bit, it does make people feel very pitiful.

For making him become like this, Rao Zongyi didn't feel any guilt, but instead had a faint sense of accomplishment.

In the prescription given to Guan Junyang, there is a medicine called Dilong, commonly known as earthworm.

Earthworms can be used as medicine, which can dredge meridians, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and prevent cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

That is to say, this medicine is not used to cure Guan Junyang's disease at all, but if you insist on adding it, it won't do anything wrong. people know.

That was indeed a joke made by Rao Zongyi. As punishment for Guan Junyang's rude words, it wasn't too much, but it was completely malicious.

He asked with a half-smile, "You know that taking my medicine will cause diarrhea, why are you here?"

"See a doctor!" Guan Junyang said again as a matter of course, "What else can you do when you come to the hospital? And——" he lowered his head, and moved slightly closer to Rao Zongyi, "Don't you think you should be responsible—to cure me?"

Before Rao Zongyi could speak, Guan Junyang had already stretched out his hand, and placed it on the small pillow for feeling the pulse with ease.

Taking a look at him, Rao Zongyi still went to see a doctor according to the normal procedure. He did have a cold and a fever, but luckily the temperature was not too high, so he was prescribed some medicines to reduce fever and enhance resistance.

"Take these medicines and you'll be fine?" Guan Junyang looked at the prescription.

"If you want to get better quickly, I suggest you take cold capsules."

Smiling and raising the prescription in his hand, Guan Junyang stood up and said, "I'm just kidding, I really believe in your medical skills."

The almost compliment made Rao Zongyi frowned again.Has this guy lost his mind?It's so abnormal.

Guan Junyang walked to the door and suddenly turned around again, looked at him with a half-smile and asked: "Doctor, this time, there is no addition to the medicine, right?"

Rao Zongyi raised his head, and the large mirrors reflected white light.

"If you want to add something, just say so."

Originally, Rao Zongyi didn't pay much attention to Guan Junyang's appearance. It should be said that whether that person had a cold or went crazy, he was just a doctor and he only needed to do what he should do.

But unexpectedly, only two days later, Guan Junyang came again.But this time he was the last to report.

A few minutes before the off-duty time, Rao Zongyi was about to change out of his white robe when the door of the clinic was pushed open. When he looked up, it was none other than Guan Junyang.

Although he wasn't fully armed this time like last time, his face was greener than pickles.

Rao Zongyi frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you?" His tone was already unbearable.

Walking in with some staggering steps, Guan Junyang said in a hoarse voice, "After taking your medicine, it became like this." He still looked at him with a painful expression while speaking.

Rao Zongyi was even more puzzled, "You just have a common cold—"

Guan Junyang didn't answer, but coughed violently, which was definitely not a fake.

"Cough! Cough...Maybe I'm allergic to those medicines! Cough..." Holding his chest, he coughed like he was about to die.

Although allergies to traditional Chinese medicines are not common, they are not uncommon, but - Rao Zongyi looked at Guan Junyang suspiciously, and the latter asked again: "I said, you really didn't add other medicines to the medicine last time. thing?"

Not bothering to explain at all, Rao Zongyi reached out and touched his forehead, the temperature was not low, if left alone, it would soon be more than the current temperature.

"Would you like to get an IV?"

Guan Junyang shook his head, "I came to see Chinese medicine because I hate needles."

what reason?Rao Zongyi pushed his glasses helplessly, "Then I'll prescribe some fever-reducing medicine for you—"

"Well, cough, is there a way not to take medicine?" He smiled palely, "I seem to be a little afraid of medicine now."

Seeing a doctor instead of getting an injection or taking medicine is simply too much to do.Rao Zongyi didn't speak, just stared at him.

At this time, Guan Junyang's feet suddenly softened and he fell on him. Rao Zongyi subconsciously stretched out his hands to support him, but because of the height difference between the two, it was still a bit difficult.

"Sorry, I didn't stand firm." Guan Junyang smiled wryly, but he didn't seem to have the intention to stand up straight.

Rao Zongyi couldn't push him away either.The behavior of adding ingredients to his medicine last time, thinking about it, it was indeed my fault, and it was rare that this person came to him, and he didn't mean to blame him.But at the moment, all his attention was on the patient who took the medicine he prescribed and still had a cold.

Since no one would make fun of his body, Rao Zongyi thought for a moment. At this time, Guan Junyang's head was already resting on his shoulder, and he could even feel the rapid rise in the other's body temperature.

"Doctor, don't Chinese medicine have many folk prescriptions?" Guan Junyang suddenly whispered in his ear.A person with a fever even breathes hot breath, which is intentionally or unintentionally exhaled at the base of Rao Zongyi's ears.

Without moving or dodging, Rao Zongyi asked softly after thinking about it for a few seconds, "Are you sure, want to try a folk remedy?"

Rao Zongyi didn't know how Guan Junyang came to the hospital, but now he could only call a taxi if he wanted to take him back.

When getting into the car, Guan Junyang was still awake and could tell the driver his home address, but then something went wrong.

The heater was turned on in the car, but he felt that it was getting colder and colder. After driving for a long time, he, who had never been motion sick, began to feel sick.

"I think, I seem to be getting more and more serious." This was a bit beyond his expectation.Guan Junyang shook his head, and looked at Rao Zongyi with bewildered eyes, and the expression on the latter's face was also very vague.

Rao Zongyi didn't look at him, but looked ahead and said, "For a cold, this is a normal and aggravated condition."

Guan Junyang understood that even though he was a doctor, it was probably impossible to hear some comforting words from this man.But he didn't think about it anymore.

After arriving at Guan Junyang's house, Rao Zongyi dragged him to the bedroom first, and then threw him on the bed, his ungentle movements were just like his style.

Guan Junyang couldn't control that much, as soon as he touched the bed, he felt drowsy immediately, even though he didn't want to sleep, his eyelids gradually drooped despite his command.

Rao Zongyi stood by the bed and looked at him.

"Go to sleep."

Just three words in one sentence, but like hypnosis, Guan Junyang completely closed his eyes in the next second, and he didn't know if he fell asleep or passed out.

But before the last bit of consciousness disappeared, he seemed to hear the voice of Rao Zongyi holding back his laughter——

"This is what you want—"

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When he woke up, Guan Junyang felt that he was covered in sweat before he opened his eyes.Although my body was very uncomfortable with sweat, I still felt a sense of comfort throughout my body, no doubt only after the fever subsides.

After lying quietly for a while, he opened his eyes, the surroundings were a bit dark, but his own room was correct. In his memory, it was Rao Zongyi who sent him back, but there was no sign of him in the room at the moment.

have they gone?

Guan Junyang rubbed his eyes, and just moved a bit to sit up on the bed when he suddenly felt as if something was stuck in his ass.

Heck!

After being startled for a moment, he quickly reached out to touch it, and in the end, he really felt something sticking out——

His expression and body froze at the same time, he held the thing, pulled it out tremblingly, and took a look in front of him - it was half a green onion, with the white side down.

...You don't need to think about it to know what's going on. Rao Zongyi's so-called folk remedy for colds is to insert green onions into his ass!

It seems that he was really confused yesterday, otherwise his pants were taken off, and he didn't even know where they were inserted.

Holding half of the onion in his hand, Guan Junyang's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, because otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but say something not very elegant.

The "first time" behind him was taken away by the onion!

But before he had time to mourn, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Rao Zongyi who appeared was still wearing yesterday's clothes.He saw him sitting on the bed holding a green onion, the corners of his mouth were bent, and he had that expression of wanting to laugh but not laughing.

Guan Junyang knew that he wanted to laugh.

"Woke up?"

He didn't speak, and his complexion was only a little better than when he had a fever.

Rao Zongyi folded his arms around his chest, walked slowly into the room, and stood by the bed to look at him.

"how do you feel?"

"...Not bad." Moved his lips a few times, Guan Junyang gritted his teeth and spit out three words, and then asked, "You stayed here last night?"

"You have a bad fever. I can't leave the sick alone." And he's off today.Rao Zongyi stretched out his hand to support his glasses, "You look much better."

Guan Jun replied with a smile on his face, "Then I have to thank you, doctor!"

"You're welcome." Rao Zongyi nodded, accepting his thanks without guilt.

For the first time, Guan Junyang felt that the man in front of him had so many unknown faces, and each one was more "dangerous".

"How? Is the folk remedy easy to use?" Rao Zongyi asked again.

Although he looked like a normal doctor asking about a patient's condition, Guan Junyang could still see a gloating look behind those glasses.

Narrowing his eyes, he asked back, "What do you think?"

Rao Zongyi shrugged noncommittally, "No allergies?"

Can anyone be allergic to onions? "Doctor, are you gloating?" Guan Junyang glared at him.

Rao Zongyi stretched out his fist and put it under his nose, coughed softly to hide his smile. "Since your cold is gone, it's none of my business, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute!" Guan Junyang called him immediately, and got out of bed at the same time. As soon as his feet landed, he felt chilly in his lower body.

Guan Junyang and Rao Zongyi bowed their heads at the same time, Rao Zongyi reacted first, turned around slowly, pushed his glasses, "Put on your pants first."

Guan Junyang looked at his naked lower body, a pair of strong and slender legs would never be afraid of being admired, and the masculine symbol between the legs would never make him feel inferior even in a deep sleep.It's just that Rao Zongyi's innocent reaction made him raise the corner of his mouth playfully.

"Doctor, you helped me take it off yesterday, right? Don't you get used to it?"

Rao Zongyi didn't turn around, but still stood where he was.

Guan Junyang smiled meaningfully, walked up behind him, and asked, almost half on his back, "You are a doctor, aren't you afraid of looking at other people's naked bodies?"

"It's just out of respect." Rao Zongyi finally said, "Besides, there is nothing worthy of my observation about your external genitalia."

It's a poisonous tongue that people can't refute. This man can always say embarrassing things with a serious face, so he can only stare at him to vent his anger.

Rao Zongyi didn't care, and turned to leave, but before he lifted his feet, his arms were pulled again.

"We're kind of familiar with each other, right?"

Rao Zongyi turned his head and looked at him strangely.The so-called "familiarity" does not mean much to him.

But Guan Junyang didn't wait for him to speak, or didn't give him a chance to speak at all, so he put his arms around his shoulders, like two good brothers.

"It's come to this point, it's too weird for us to pretend to be strangers, how about it? Let's make friends?" The tone and expression are absolutely sincere.

make friends?With doubts in his eyes, Rao Zongyi looked up at him.

"Why, think I'm not qualified?" Guan Junyang looked disappointed, seeing that he didn't speak, he was even more frustrated and wanted to let go, "Then think I'm doing too much—"

"No." Subconsciously, Rao Zongyi said.

In fact, he has never had any friends.The regularity and lack of social life made him have very few friends from childhood to adulthood, and there are only a handful of friends who can really be called friends.

Also because of his dark personality and boring personality, very few people offered to make friends with him, or they would eventually leave because of his eccentricities, so now in his life, besides traditional Chinese medicine and folk prescriptions, the people he has the most contact with Man also has only his two brothers.

Seeing the hesitation in his eyes, Guan Junyang decided to strike while the iron was hot, and didn't let go.

"We don't know each other. You are the first person who made me hate you so much that I wanted to beat you, but I couldn't do it." Looking at Rao Zongyi's side face, the lines are soft and the skin is not bad. Zhang Lian, how can he do it? "Even if we can't call each other brothers, we are still better than strangers, right?"

Rao Zongyi blinked twice, pushed off his heavy glasses, "That's it?"

"that's all."

Seeing Guan Junyang's sincere expression, he thought for a while, and finally let out a soft "hmm".In his view, one more friend is no different from one less.

Guan Jun raised the corner of his mouth and leaned closer to him, "Doctor, we are friends now, do you want to say something?" No matter how you look at it, it feels like a child's excitement when he gets a new toy.

"Well——" Rao Zongyi turned his head away, looked ahead, and said softly, "Can you put on your pants first?"