Chapter 138 Mysterious Oriental Medicine

Xia Wu relayed Mr. Yang's question to Annie. Annie shook her head and said, "I'm in good health. I don't have any weakness in my waist or knees, tinnitus, or hair loss..." She looked at the amount of Xia Wu's hair, and remembered her own helplessness when combing her hair, so she stopped talking.

As for menstruation, Annie said that she would take painkillers every time she had her period and never paid attention to the time. It would come when it came, and not come when it didn't.

Old Master Yang shook his head after hearing this. "No wonder you're so weak. If you keep going like this, you'll have trouble conceiving when you get married."

The old man didn't say it directly, but the blonde woman in front of him was in poor health and had kidney blood deficiency, which was obviously a sign of excessive indulgence.

Foreigners don't pay attention to maintenance either. They rarely have the concept of drinking hot water in their lives. Even in winter, they don't like to wear thick clothes. Some of them wear down jackets on the upper body and insist on exposing their legs on the lower body. I don't know why. Many people say that foreigners are healthy. This is a healthy lifestyle worth learning.

But in fact, there is data to support the fact that foreigners abuse painkillers. They take painkillers for headaches, toothaches, and menstrual stomach pains. As for old age, they take painkillers without limit.

It's suppressed by taking painkillers, so you definitely won't feel any pain.

Annie felt it was amazing. She had never been pregnant since she started indulging in sex in high school, including many times engaging in risky behaviors. Of course, she had also checked her ovarian function, and it would be difficult for her to get pregnant. The clinical manifestation in medicine was polycystic ovary.

"It's amazing! How can you diagnose these problems just by feeling the pulse? I still can't believe it."

Annie kept shaking her head. This magical way of diagnosis by taking the pulse was still too mysterious to her.

There was still a long time before dinner, and Mr. Yang wanted to warn the two foreigners to be more careful, so he called Qi Wei to come over.

Qi Wei has uremia and has been recuperating in Yanggou Village for more than two months. He has no money to get a kidney transplant and can only rely on medication to keep his creatinine level from deteriorating. But if he doesn't get a kidney transplant, he still can't live like a normal person.

After meeting Mr. Yang, Qi Wei thought of giving it his all. He couldn't find a suitable kidney donor, and it seemed he had to take a radical approach to survive, so he put his life in the hands of Mr. Yang, who took his pulse, diagnosed him, and treated him.

After more than two months, Qi Wei's treatment began to show results.

Qi Wei stayed at the home of Mr. Yang Si. He couldn't do any heavy work, so he usually came to help Xia Wu pack express deliveries to earn some money for food. Mr. Yang Si felt sorry for him because he was alone and sick, so he didn't charge him for accommodation. As for food, the people at the villa didn't mind having an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, so he didn't charge for food.

As for Mr. Yang's treatment of Qi Wei, it was mostly experimental in nature, and even if it cost money, it would not be much.

Qi Wei is also a person who knows how to be grateful. When Master Yang Si went to work at the cattle farm in the mountains, he worked at Master Yang Si's house, helping to look after his old friend. When he was free, he would plant vegetables and water them.

When Mr. Yang called him, he was leading the buffalo back, planning to go to the mountain for dinner. On the way, he came to Xia Wu's house. Seeing many people in the house, including two foreigners, Qi Wei was puzzled.

Old Master Yang waved him over and said, "Xiao Qi, these two foreigners are also doctors. Come over and let them take a look at you."

Qi Wei obediently went over and sat down next to him.

Old Master Yang said, "Xiao Wu, ask them if they can tell what's wrong with Qi Wei."

Xia Wu acted as an interpreter between them. Annie looked at Qi Wei carefully, and Marco also joined the game.

Qi Wei is completely different from when he first arrived in Yanggou Village more than two months ago. When he first arrived, his face was yellow and swollen, and his whole body looked swollen. Now his skin color is still a little yellow, but he doesn't look so swollen, and his spirits are much better. He is still young, and his creatinine level is so high that he was diagnosed with uremia, but the disease has not yet fully developed.

Anne and Marco could only tell that he was sick, but they couldn't tell what ails him.

He threw up his hands helplessly, "Maybe he's not sick at all, he's just malnourished?"

When Mr. Yang heard this answer, he laughed out loud. The two silly foreigners were just joking.

He asked Qi Wei to stretch out his hand and let Annie feel his pulse. Annie could feel the pulse, but everyone has a pulse, so what does this mean?

When they learned that Qi Wei had uremia, Annie and Marco expressed disbelief.

Their team has taken over many patients with uremia. Even if the kidney transplant is successful, these patients still have to rely on medication to maintain a normal life. Look at Qi Wei again. Apart from his yellow face that looks a bit like malnutrition, he doesn't look like he has uremia at all.

Until Qi Wei took out his cell phone and found his diagnosis report from the photo album.

The two foreigners could not understand Chinese, but they could understand the numerical values ​​in the diagnostic part. These data showed that Qi Wei was clearly diagnosed with uremia.

And looking at the date, it happened at least half a year ago. Qi Wei now doesn't look like a patient with severe uremia at all!

"Incredible, did you cure him?"

Old Master Yang smiled and shook his head, "He's not fully recovered yet. He may need to take medicine for a while longer. I think it's under control for now."

"What medicine?"

Old Master Yang took them to a pharmacy, where the medicine cabinet was filled with various Chinese medicinal herbs. When they learned that Qi Wei had recovered his health quickly by eating these grass-like things, Annie and Marco found it very magical.

She asked Ji Yunzhou: "Is what he said true?"

Ji Yunzhou nodded, "It should be true. There is no need for him to lie to you about such a thing."

"It's amazing," Annie said, curiosity surging in her eyes. She asked Xia Wu solemnly, "Can this old man also cure my problem?"

Xia Wu asked his grandfather, "Grandpa, can her illness be cured?"

Old Master Yang nodded. "Of course she can. If she follows my method for two or three months, her menstrual period won't hurt."

Xia Wu told Annie, who instantly became much more polite. She said to Ji Yunzhou, "Mr. Ji, I would like to ask this old man to treat me. Is that okay?"

After all, she was here to take care of Ji Yunzhou, and it was working hours every day. There was no reason for her to treat herself during working hours. If her employer minded, they could not behave like this.

Ji Yunzhou smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Old Master Yang prescribed some medicine for Annie, asking her to take it for seven days before coming back to check her pulse. Marco, standing by, was eager to take the medicine. "Can I see it too?"

Ji Yunzhou treated them all equally and agreed.

Old Master Yang took Marco's pulse and then prescribed medicine for him. He thought to himself how come these two foreigners had similar problems. They looked tall and strong, but in fact they were very weak inside. They were like silver-plated spears!

There were children nearby, so he calmly added some good stuff to Marco's medicine. He estimated that Marco would feel the benefits after a while.

When the meal was ready, there were only a long table for everyone to sit at. After everyone took their seats, Xia Wu and Yang Guojun ran back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. Ji Yunzhou, unwilling to be lonely, sat in a wheelchair to help her get the dishes and chopsticks.

“Serve the food!”

"Let me get two bottles of green plum wine. We're happy today, so let's drink a little. Ji Yunzhou, can you drink?"

"You can drink a little."

"Then drink some. Plum wine tastes better after being soaked for a long time. Do you want some ice cubes?"

"Come on, please."

The weather is hot now. Although there is a breeze when sitting in the aisle, it is still a bit hot when the steaming hot food comes.

Annie and Marco didn't know how to use chopsticks, so Liu Guizhen found them forks.

The two of them followed the local customs. There was rice on the plate in front of them, and the table was filled with various hot dishes that were completely different from the food in foreign countries. For some reason, Marco was reminded of Indian food.

He had been to India for a while and his impression of it was not very good.

Thinking of that bad experience, Marco became restless. He was thinking about what excuse he could come up with to escape from the meal without being scolded by his employer.

But before he could make up his mind, Liu Guizhen took her seat and politely used a serving chopstick to pick up food for the two foreigners, and asked them to try the food to see if it suited their taste.

Annie and Marco didn't understand a word she said. Ji Yunzhou translated the meal for his future mother-in-law, and now Marco couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

but……

The food here seemed to be very different from Indian food. It smelled very fragrant and tempting. Marco's mouth started to water before he even started eating. After the heat dissipated, he could see the food on the plate clearly. The colors were distinct and made him salivate.

"Yunzhou, you eat too. Here's the chicken leg for you to eat. It's good for your health." Liu Guizhen picked up another piece of food for Ji Yunzhou. Ji Yunzhou was flattered and thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you, Auntie. I will definitely take good care of myself."

"Yes, the body is the capital of the revolution. Nothing is more important than the body. Just relax. We have a quiet place here. Don't worry about anything every day. Just eat, drink, sleep and have fun. You will get better slowly."

"No wonder my uncle and aunt look younger. It turns out they have a good attitude."

"Oh, kid, you really know how to tell jokes. How can you be young? You're almost sixty."

Xia Wu asked his father not to pick up food for Ji Yunzhou, but Ji Yunzhou agreed. Hearing how Ji Yunzhou made his mother smile, Xia Wu also smiled. He hadn't even become a son-in-law yet, but he had already started to please his mother-in-law.

"I'm not joking. Auntie, you've really become younger. I remember you had some white hair here before, but now it's gone," Ji Yunzhou had a good memory. He tapped his left ear and gestured to Liu Guizhen.

If you said it with such certainty, it wouldn't sound like a compliment. Liu Guizhen asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Xia Wu leaned over to take a look and nodded firmly: "Yes, there are no white hairs anymore, Mom, you are going to be rejuvenated!"

Not only Liu Guizhen and Yang Guojun, but also Old Man Yang is in much better health than before.

After turning seventy, Mr. Yang hadn't ridden the family bicycle. It was an old-fashioned bike that required sweeping your legs to ride, and he couldn't lift them due to his age. Whenever he saw a patient, the patient's family would come to pick him up, or Yang Guojun would ride his motorcycle to take him there. If the distance was close, he would walk.

As a result, recently, he tried riding a bicycle, and he didn't know if it was because practicing Tai Chi was helpful or what, and he felt that it was not as difficult as he thought, and his legs and feet felt much lighter.

"I feel that Brother Xiaowen is better than before," Ji Yunzhou looked at Yang Hongwen who was eating next to Xia Wu. Apart from being still not very talkative like before, he had actually changed a lot.

At least there are fewer stereotyped movements.

These changes happened right under the noses of the Yang family. They were seen everywhere and no one noticed them.

It was only after Ji Yunzhou hadn't been back for a few months that he could see the changes in them.

Xia Wu felt a little guilty. These changes were probably related to the spiritual spring water. Although she knew it, she couldn't say it!

I can only steer the topic in another direction.

"Maybe if I eat more healthy food and have a normal sleep schedule, my body will slowly recover?"

Ji Yunzhou smiled and said, "It's possible. Many wealthy people abroad prefer wild foods. The food they eat is the best, pollution-free, and healthy. They do look younger than the average person."

Xia Wu breathed a sigh of relief. During the time they were chatting, Marco and Annie were busy eating, and they didn't look like they were not used to the oriental diet at all.

Let’s not talk about them. Xia Meng is a child from a wealthy family. She has eaten all kinds of delicious food, but she is also addicted to eating.

The fried chicken is so delicious!

Marco had finished all the food on the plate. He tried to pick up a piece of meat with his fork. It was so soft that he couldn't tell what part it was. When he put it into his mouth, there was not even a bone in it. It melted in his mouth.

The chicken liver is soft and tender, and is stir-fried with green peppers grown in our own vegetable garden. It has a slightly spicy taste that masks the unique smell of the internal organs, and it tastes so good!

Marco felt that this was the most delicious meat he had ever eaten in his life. He asked what kind of meat it was, and Xia Wu told him it was chicken.

Marco thought for a moment and said, "This is much tastier than the turkey we have back home, and it's also better than fried chicken."

The most common chicken eaten by people in their country is probably various fried chicken nuggets. Some housewives and restaurants also make curry chicken and General Tso's chicken, but the taste is very average. Compared with the dishes on the table, they are simply worlds apart.

Xia Wu poured plum wine for everyone, a small cup for each person. After drinking the wine, the atmosphere at the table became even more lively.

Qi Wei also ate with everyone. He couldn't eat dishes with strong flavors, so Liu Guizhen scooped some chicken from the chicken soup for him, and it tasted very good.

I didn’t dare stew the chicken soup for too long because the chicken is not old. If I stew it for too long, the bones will rot and it will not taste good.

But the chicken soup is still very delicious.

Especially the wild mushrooms inside. As a rice dumpling, Xia Meng is willing to give it the highest praise.

They kept chatting during the meal, and Annie and Marco learned that the food they had for today was all produced by Xia Wu's Villa. They thought Xia Wu was a farmer. Ji Yunzhou explained to them the difference between farmers in China and those abroad. Annie and Marco became more interested now. They wanted to see what the difference was between Xia Wu's Villa and those abroad.

After dinner, we took a short rest. The clouds outside were very considerate and blocked the sun. There was a cool breeze and it wasn't so hot anymore.

Xia Wu pushed Ji Yunzhou, and everyone walked along the path in front of the door towards Yantou Mountain.

"The scenery here is very different from what I expected. It's like a small village I visited when I was in Europe," Marco praised as he looked at the mountains in the distance. The weather was so good that the sky was a clear blue.

After getting over the psychological concerns about food, he suddenly began to look forward to this business trip.