When Hao Jianshe heard Qingshan say this, the excitement on his face gradually disappeared. He sighed and said, "Doctor Chen, what you said is exactly the same as what the old Chinese doctor who treated me said. They both treated it according to the cold syndrome, but it's useless!"

Qingshan glared at him: "You haven't even tried it yet, how do you know my method won't work?"

After saying that, Qingshan reached out and pressed Hao Jianshe's stomach. The fitness coach with eight-pack abs felt unbearable pain and jumped high with a cry of "Ah".

"It hurts! Ouch, Doctor Chen, please be gentler!"

Qingshan picked up his brush and explained to Hao Jianshe while writing the medical record: "You drink cold drinks all year round. The blood vessels in your stomach and intestines are stimulated by the cold water and suddenly tighten, causing the cold air to be trapped in your body and unable to dissipate. First, your abdominal muscles become as hard as cast iron and painful to the touch. Over time, the cold air spreads to your limbs and bones, causing symptoms such as chills, loose stools and diarrhea."

Hao Jianshe thought carefully and recalled that in his early years, he sweated after playing basketball and drank a bottle of orange-flavored Peking Ocean ice soda, which resulted in severe abdominal pain. He thought he had appendicitis, but the pain went away after a while. Looking back now, it seems that he started to be afraid of cold from that time.

"It seems... that's the truth! Go on!"

Qingshan continued, "Your condition has reached the point of severe body coldness, and your kidney Yang Qi is insufficient, so naturally, it's difficult for you to have children. I suspect your uncle who works at the soda factory is in a similar situation, and his childlessness is likely also related to his body coldness."

Hao Jianshe slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's right! My uncle drank a lot of soda when he was young. We are the same, we both wear long-sleeved clothes in the summer. I thought it was hereditary!... Hey, so my uncle has no son because he drinks too much soda? The old man is a good person, how can he say such things..."

Hao Jianshe sighed and asked Qingshan nervously, "Doctor Chen, can you treat my condition?"

Qingshan picked up the written list, blew the ink dry, and said, "Yes! A seven-year illness requires three years of moxa treatment. Moxibustion is the best way to dispel the cold. After seven days of moxibustion, the chills will be relieved. Then drink warming and dehumidifying Chinese medicine for three months to consolidate the effects. Okay! But don't eat raw or cold food anymore."

Hao Jianshe is a true Kanye, and he does what he wants: "Doctor Chen, I have a few cigars at home. I don't smoke anyway. Can I light them up and do moxibustion at home?"

"...How can they be the same? I smoked a roast duck using a coal stove and told you it was roasted using Juquande fruit wood. Even if you believed me, would the taste be the same?"

Hao Jianshe thought about it and shook his head like a rattle: "It's really different!"

Qingshan rolled his eyes at him and said, "That's right! The heat from burning moxa is closest to the body's thermal energy. Moxibustion with moxa can create a harmonious resonance, allowing the heat to penetrate deep into the body and dispel cold and dampness. If you use cigars or six filter cigarettes tied together, not only will it be ineffective, but you'll actually get heat poisoning, making your condition worse!"

"Alright! All yours! And let me ask you, do you know of any hotels in the village? It's not easy to come here, I want to find a place to stay so I don't have to travel back and forth for seven days!"

Qingshan handed the medical form to Hao Jianshe and replied, "There's accommodation in my clinic. The room rate is 200 yuan a day, and you have to provide your own meals. There's a small restaurant at the entrance of the village. The food is pretty good. You can go there to eat. If you think the price is acceptable, go talk to my apprentice. After he gives you moxibustion, he'll take you to pick a room!"

Hao Jianshe is a coach at a high-end fitness center, specializing in personal training for high-income people. A muscle shaping class costs him five or six hundred yuan, and he makes a lot of money. This rent is a small amount for him, so he naturally nodded in agreement and left with the medical form.