Chapter 128: Seeking Medicine and Curing Illness
Old Man Gong's eyes held a complex mix of emotions. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "I'm fine, but I've caused a lot of trouble for a group of people, especially Old Man Hua. I've dragged him into this."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Old Man Hua heard this as soon as he reached the door. He was somewhat exasperated. He went inside and said angrily, "It's been more than ten years, and you're still so pretentious."
Old Man Gong was so angry at his rebuke that he blew his beard and glared.
Old Man Hua ignored him and looked at Shang Ziming, "What's going on with you, kid?"
"Old Hua."
"Hey, just call me Old Man Hua."
After all, their identities cannot be openly revealed.
"Okay, Mr. Hua, cough cough." Shang Ziming respectfully changed his address.
"Hmm, stretch out your hand." Without further ado, Old Man Hua began to take his pulse.
Shang Zimu also explained his situation to him.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. After a series of procedures, the old man frowned and pondered.
The room fell into an eerie silence.
Old Man Gong was the first to lose his temper. He shifted his body and urged, "Old Man Hua, say something!"
Shang Ziming also spoke up, "Elder Hua, you don't need to feel burdened. I have already consulted too many famous doctors. No matter what the situation is, I can accept it."
"Hey, who do you think you are?" Old Man Hua was displeased and banged on the table in a fit of rage. "There's no illness that I can't cure. Your situation is complicated, but it's not entirely hopeless. However, the medicinal herbs needed are too rare and I'm afraid they will be hard to find."
Shang Ziming's eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled, "What medicinal herbs do you need? I'll have someone find them."
"Alright, you might be able to find it." With that, the old man slowly recited a long list of medicinal herbs.
As Shang Ziming left, his mind was filled with the names of medicinal herbs. He suddenly smiled and shook his head helplessly.
"Old Man Hua, does he need so many medicines to cure his illness?" Old Man Gong asked, somewhat puzzled. After all, when he took Old Man Hua's medicine, it was always just two or three kinds of herbs boiled together.
"Hehe, of course not that many. But it's rare to find such a sucker. Would it be too much for me not to charge him a little more for the medicinal herbs?" Old Man Hua looked innocent, but a sly glint flashed in his eyes.
"Not excessive." What else could Old Man Gong say? He shrank back, trying to make himself less noticeable.
"Hmph." Old Man Hua hummed a little tune, put his hands behind his back, and walked away.
Actually, he prepared many of the medicines for Old Man Gong and Sweetie, sigh, what can you do when they're so poor and destitute now?
Shang Ziming returned to the educated youth compound just as lunch was served.
"Brother Mu, you're back! Perfect timing for dinner," Fang Minghao greeted Shang Zimu.
Shang Ziming gave a soft "hmm" and walked over, but his gaze remained fixed on Su Xiao, who was fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks.
When he went to the farm just now, he bumped into Su Xiao. But this time, he clearly noticed that the little girl's smile was much fainter when she saw him.
Su Xiao was indeed avoiding him somewhat; she just felt that she had been too relaxed these past few days and needed to straighten out.
As I was holding the bowl, lost in thought, a piece of braised meat suddenly appeared in the bowl. I looked up and was instantly met by a pair of deep, dark eyes.
"Thank you, thank you," she said timidly.
"Eat more." Shang Ziming smiled, a different expression suddenly appearing on his usually cold and serious face...
He has become increasingly handsome and extraordinary, especially his eyes, which are absolutely captivating and mesmerizing when he smiles.
"Fairy."
"Huh? What did you say?"
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