Chapter 258 The Second Treatment Plan
Hearing this, Chen Zhancai almost dropped his jaw in shock, "Is it that simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple. Do you think a beast can have any ideas?" Chen Qingqing chuckled and shook her head. "Okay, now you know you are indeed sick!"
"No, I'm not sick. It's just that the question you asked was too tricky. If you change it to another one, I'm sure I can guess it right."
"Forget it, you'd better stop guessing. It's useless to guess anymore."
"Please, Qing girl, this is the last time. If I can't guess it again, it means that there is something wrong with my brain."
"Well, since you don't give up, I'll test you."
When Chen Qingqing said this, she suddenly remembered a good joke she had seen before, and almost laughed out loud. She thought she might as well use this joke to amuse the fool.
Thinking of this, she cleared her throat and said, "Master Scholar, let me give you a simple arithmetic problem. Please listen carefully. There is a monkey riding on a tree and a monkey on the ground. How many monkeys are there in total?"
Chen Zhancai listened attentively, but he didn't expect the question to be so simple. He wanted to answer it immediately, but he was worried about making a mistake. He calculated it several times in his mind before he opened his mouth.
"There's no mistake this time. It must be eight monkeys."
"Wrong again."
"What? Wrong again!" Chen Zhancai's eyes widened in disbelief. "There are seven on the tree and one on the ground. That's not eight, so how many is it?"
Chen Qingqing almost couldn't help laughing. "I said 'ride' a monkey, as in riding a horse, not seven monkeys."
"It's 'riding' a monkey. I thought it was seven!" Chen Zhancai regretted it deeply. He had messed up such a simple question. It was really wrong.
He frowned and shook his head. Why couldn't he think straight?
He couldn't even answer such a simple question correctly. Could it be true, as this damn girl said, that he had gone insane and that there was evil spirit in his body?
Now it seems that I am right, otherwise my brain would not be so stupid and dull...
The corners of Chen Han's mouth rose uncontrollably, and his entire face flushed red.
He was really about to suffer internal injuries from enduring it. Wasn't his sister teasing Chen Zhancai?
Such a tricky question, not to mention Chen Zhancai, it is estimated that no one can answer it correctly.
Wu Baoan was also confused. How could he play like this? This question was obviously tricky. No matter how he answered it, it would be wrong.
It seems that Qing Yatou is obviously playing tricks on Chen Zhancai.
Wu Baoan saw through it but didn't say anything. Chen Zhancai was so arrogant that he really needed to learn a lesson.
Chen Qingqing chuckled and asked Chen Zhancai, "Master Xiucai, now you believe that you are sick, right? If you still have questions, I can give you a few more questions."
"No, my head hurts a bit now. I guess I can't guess it anymore. Let's forget it!"
Chen Qingqing raised her eyebrows. It was right that she had a headache. This was a trick to fool people. Whoever answered would be confused.
"Well, you have to hold on. I'm going to give you an acupuncture now."
"No, no, no, please don't prick me anymore." Chen Zhancai looked at the gleaming needle tip and shuddered all over. "Qing girl, I believe I'm sick, but pricking your fingertip is too painful. Can you try another treatment method?"
Seeing Chen Zhancai trembling all over, Old Lady Chen felt pain in her heart.
She really wanted to suffer for her son, but if her son's madness was not cured, the future of the Chen family would be completely hopeless.
She hurried forward and stroked Chen Zhancai's hair, and said lovingly,
"Son, please stop making such a fuss. Our family still depends on you for its prosperity. If anything were to happen to you, how would I live?"
"Mom, it's not that my son doesn't want treatment, but the pain from the needle is so excruciating that I wish I were dead. If I continue, I'm afraid my son will die from the pain."
"You endure the pain, it's your fault you're sick!"
"No, I really can't stand it anymore." Chen Zhancai shook his head and looked at Chen Qingqing, his face full of begging, "Qing girl, please consider it as your uncle begging you, think about it again, besides acupuncture, is there any other way to get rid of the evil wind?"
Chen Qingqing felt relieved, and the pain in her ten fingers was relieved.
But just a few needles wouldn't torture Chen Zhancai to death, as he had never touched water or stepped on dust!
Let's humiliate him today and make him lose all face.
Having made up her mind, Chen Qingqing pretended to think for a while.
"There are other methods, but I'm afraid Master Xiucai won't be able to accept them."
"What method? Tell me quickly. As long as it doesn't involve acupuncture, I can drink the medicine soup eight times a day." Chen Zhancai's eyes lit up.
Old Mrs. Chen was also delighted when she heard this. "There is another way. That's great. Why didn't you tell me earlier? You made my son suffer so much."
Chen Qingqing snorted coldly, "Although acupuncture is painful, it works quickly and can be completely healed in less than half an hour. Other methods are slower, and most importantly, I'm afraid of affecting the scholar's reputation."
"How much is your face worth? Health is the most important thing." Chen Zhancai quickly interrupted, "Qing girl, tell me quickly. As long as it doesn't involve acupuncture, I'll agree to any method."
"Wait a minute." Chen Qingqing looked at Old Lady Chen, "Does the family agree?"
"I agree. As long as my son's insanity can be cured, anything is fine."
"Okay, then let's use the second treatment plan." After Chen Qingqing finished speaking, she tried hard to suppress her laughter and ordered, "Go find some fresh Bai Lingxiang now."
Old Mrs. Chen was stunned when she heard this. "What is Bai Lingxiang?"
Chen Qingqing said, "You don't even know this. Bai Lingxiang is cow dung, and cow dung is Bai Lingxiang."
"My family doesn't raise cattle, and we need fresh dung. Where can I find it?" Old Mrs. Chen was in a dilemma. She looked up and saw Liu Laohan in the crowd. She hurriedly called out, "Old Han, go home and get some cow dung."
"Okay, you wait." Liu Laohan knew that saving people was important, so he turned and left the yard.
Chen Zhancai was puzzled and couldn't help but wonder what this damn girl was doing looking for cow dung?
You don't want him to eat cow dung, do you?
There is no reason to use feces to treat people's illnesses. This is obviously a prank!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask, "Qing girl, what do you want the cow dung for?"
Chen Qingqing looked serious, "Of course it's to treat your illness. Cow dung is also known as Bai Lingxiang, and it's a traditional Chinese medicine."
"Don't do anything stupid. That thing looks disgusting. How can I swallow it?"
"Who told you to eat it? I want to use Bai Lingxiang to make a good medicine."
"Just don't eat it." Chen Zhancai breathed a sigh of relief, his doubts gone.
After a while, Liu Laohan hurried back and put the bamboo basket on the ground. "Qing girl, I brought all the freshest, steaming cow dung from my cowshed. This half basket is enough, right?"
Chen Qingqing smiled and nodded, "It's enough, it's enough."
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