193 I Can't Cure Her
Sun Sicheng visited the prefect's home. The old man had all kinds of minor ailments, so he gave him acupuncture and prescribed some medicine. Before he even left the house, the old man's complexion looked much better.
Magistrate Ma and his wife called the eldest son a miracle doctor.
Only Sun Sicheng knew that acupuncture was indeed useful, but ultimately the old man himself did not have any serious problems. He only had minor illnesses and disasters, and his body must be feeling uncomfortable. It is true that the older you get, the more afraid you are of death.
He is known as a miracle doctor and has an aura around him.
There are still very few doctors who are good at acupuncture. After his operation, the old man felt a change in his heart. He felt relieved and naturally felt much more comfortable.
As Ping An said, this is a psychological tactic and also a method of spiritual victory.
Spirit is spirit, how can it be called a method of victory?
What a kid.
The fee was confiscated, and after saying goodbye to Mr. Ma's family, he turned around and went to the Huang family. The Huang family was a nice group of people, and they were all frightened this time. Sun Sicheng was deeply touched, and Mr. Huang invited him on the way.
When we arrived at Huang's house, we met the Huang family members who had just returned from outside as soon as we got off the car.
Only then did he realize that someone had gone to his house to give him gifts.
The Huang father and son were very happy to see the eldest son come in person to treat their family members. Mr. Huang was full of praise for his apprentice Ping An, saying that Ping An was good in every way.
Sun Sicheng felt very happy about it.
How could the only disciple he had in his life be bad? But no matter how good the person was, he was still his, so it was useless for others to care about him.
After the Huang family left, Sun Siyuan looked through the gifts. Apart from some supplements and tonics, they were worth quite a bit of money.
Ping'an opened the gift box in front of his uncle. There was a bag of gold leaves, which he liked, and a bag of silver peanuts, which was quite a lot, which he also liked. There was also a box of silver ingots, each weighing ten taels, which was exactly twenty in total. This gift was not light.
There is also a set of writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, which are used by people of their age and are of above average quality.
"Well, the Huang family is still decent people, about four hundred taels." Sun Siyuan said.
The gift to the Sun family converted into silver is about the same amount.
This gift is just right, neither too light nor too heavy.
If the gift is too expensive, it will be like buying off the favor in one go; if the gift is too light, it will make people feel that the lives of the two young ladies of the Huang family are worthless.
This father and son are both very smart.
"Ping An, put them all away and treat them as pocket money."
"Uncle Master, this is not good, right? Four hundred taels is too much, isn't it?"
"What more? If it weren't for you, the Huang family would have spent 10,000 taels of silver and still not been able to find the child. The Huang family has money, but they don't want to buy off the favor all at once, otherwise they wouldn't have taken this little bit of silver."
To Sun Siyuan, the second son of the Sun family who grew up in a wealthy family, a mere few hundred taels of silver were not much of a sincere gift.
Ping An was just pretending to refuse, he definitely accepted it, and he well deserved the gift.
When Sun Sicheng came back and asked, he just nodded.
He did not go out in the afternoon. He told his little apprentice in detail about the conditions of the two patients he had seen in the morning. It seemed as if the master and apprentice had never experienced kidnapping.
This also made Sun Siyuan curious, and he wondered if he should find an apprentice to teach him.
Of course Huo Zhi also knew about the Huang family's gift-giving. Ping An was also his benefactor, and he hadn't given him any gifts yet. He was thinking of asking people to prepare more gifts tomorrow. Since Ping An liked gold and silver, he would just give him these, which were simple and practical.
When Ping An knew what he was thinking, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Huo, what is our relationship? Do we still need these empty gifts? You don't have to give me any. Really, I won't be happy if you give me any. I like shiny things, but I don't like you giving me gifts because of this. It feels weird."
Huo Zhi was happy: "Well, I won't give it to Ping An. When we get to Jiangnan in the future, I'll accompany you around."
Ping An took out the jade pendant and said, "Brother Huo, take a look. Is it yours? It was dark that day and I wrapped myself in the quilt before leaving. I just remembered it yesterday. When I saw the word Huo on it, I felt it should be yours."
Huo Zhi smiled happily: "Thank you Ping An, it is indeed mine. I didn't bring any jewelry with me when I went out this time. This was given to me by my grandfather when I turned one year old. The jade quality is not very good, but it is only available to the eldest son of my Huo family, so it is very precious. Ping An, thank you very much."
Ping An breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. It would be a pity if it was lost."
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Sun Sicheng once again stepped into the Qi family's door, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
But when he saw his cousin Qi, he was really shocked. He was so thin that he seemed to have aged ten years.
The man, who was a little less than fifty years old and had traveled all over the country, was now lying on the kang listlessly. Sun Sicheng still felt a little sad in his heart.
"Why are you so thin?"
Qi Wei felt sad. He wanted to say that his father was worried about his sister, but he was afraid that Sun Sicheng would be unhappy, so he hurriedly said, "I was in a bad mood after I got sick, and I couldn't eat."
This is indeed true.
"Uncle, are you awake?"
"Sicheng, you're here."
Sun Sicheng found that his voice was obviously much more vague than before. This cousin used to be a very efficient businessman, except that he was not clear about his children.
Sun Sicheng sat down on the kang and said, "Uncle, don't talk. I'll examine you."
Qi Shanxing sighed and slowly closed his eyes.
A quarter of an hour later, Sun Sicheng wrote a prescription: "Cousin, have someone follow Ruyi to get the medicine. Stop taking all the medicine he took before. I will give him acupuncture for a few days, and then give him the medicine. It would be best if he could be sent to Yong'an Prefecture. Your family has a house there. To be honest, I can't stay here to treat him all the time, but if I'm in Yong'an, I have a month to treat him. With so much time, I'm sure I can cure him."
Qi Wei nodded quickly: "Of course, but I may have to run back and forth in the meantime, as business is busy at the end of the year."
"It's okay. As long as someone takes care of the house, it doesn't necessarily have to be you."
Quarter of an hour later, Ruyi followed the housekeeper to buy the medicine, and Sun Sicheng also put away the silver needle.
"Cousin, you must take the medicine three times a day. If possible, come back to Yong'an Prefecture with me tomorrow."
Qi Shanxing opened his eyes: "Sicheng, can you take a look at Jiaojiao? If you can, I will ask someone to bring her back. Her temper is getting more and more irritable. I am worried that she is sick?"
“Uncle, I don’t think she’s sick at all. She’s always been self-righteous and likes everyone to revolve around her. I don’t want to irritate you, but you should know that because of her selfishness, Ping An’s grandparents died within two years of each other, both before they were forty.
Cousin, I am leaving now. There are still many things to do at home. Uncle, I advise you to calm down and get treatment. I am still confident that I can cure you. If you insist on worrying about things that are not worth it, you may end up lying on the kang for the rest of your life, and it won’t be long.”
His words were simple and direct. This was the only way he would speak to someone like his cousin Qi, otherwise he would not be afraid.
He should be afraid of death. No one wants to leave their children and grandchildren to reincarnate before they are too old.
Qi Wei pursed his lips and followed Sun Sicheng out. His father was a good man in every way except that he was too vague in front of his sister. He couldn't love his child so much. If he had been strictly disciplined, his sister should have a harmonious family now, with a husband and children.
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