The next day.
Zhou Chen carried a snakeskin bag and took a taxi to Cai's house.
The snakeskin bag contained prepared Chinese medicine, which Grandpa asked him to bring to Cai Yameng's grandfather.
Cai Yameng was standing in front of the gate. When she saw Zhou Chen coming, she went to greet him.
While in the car, Zhou Chen sent a message to Cai Yameng, telling him that he would come to visit Mr. Cai today.
Cai Yameng did not look down on the Chinese medicines just because they were packed in snakeskin bags.
In fact, she had heard from her grandfather since she was a child that Grandpa Zhou Chen had extremely superb medical skills and was a hidden master.
So she also told her father to visit Zhou Chen's grandfather and find a way to cure cancer.
But Cai Yameng's father felt that he was in the wrong and was too ashamed to face Mr. Zhou.
He also believes that since even world-renowned cancer experts cannot cure the disease, even if Chinese medicine has ways to treat it, it cannot cure it completely.
Rather than going to the Zhou family and being looked at differently, it’s better not to go.
It takes several minutes to walk from the gate to Mr. Cai's residence.
On the way, Cai Yameng looked back at Zhou Chen from time to time. She always felt that Zhou Chen's temperament had changed and he became more confident.
As an ordinary person, the fact that he remained calm in the face of such a luxurious manor as the Cai family is enough to show how extraordinary Zhou Chen is.
Unlike what Zhou Chen thought, Mr. Cai’s residence was an old house with a very old feel.
There are armed guards guarding the door.
Only after confirming that there were no dangerous items on Zhou Chen's body or in the snakeskin bag did they let Zhou Chen in.
"Grandpa, Zhou Chen is here."
This was an old man with thinning hair, who looked to be in his nineties, and had an air of decadence about him.
However, his eyes were sharp and bright. As a soldier, even though he was a decaying body, his heroic spirit remained.
Zhou Chen bowed and said, "Grandpa Cai, I am Zhou Guangxi's grandson. Today, I am here to bring you some Chinese medicine for your health."
Cai Zhongying smiled on his wrinkled face. "So he's Brother Guangxi's grandson. He looks a lot like him when he was young. No wonder I felt such a sense of familiarity the moment we met."
The guard beside Cai Zhongying couldn't help but look at Zhou Chen a few more times.
Although I have been taking care of this old senior for many years, this is the first time I have seen Tsai Chung-ying speak to a young person with such a sense of intimacy.
Most of the comments about the rich second generation are flashy and superficial;
The evaluation of the second generation of officials is basically hypocritical and insidious;
The evaluation of the second generation of military personnel is better, but the attitude is relatively harsh.
The young man looked very ordinary in his clothes, but as soon as they met, Mr. Cai actually said that he felt a sense of familiarity with him and was willing to take the initiative to build a closer relationship with him.
Zhou Chen naturally holds a respectful attitude towards the predecessors and martyrs who protected the country and the people.
"I'm here to say hello to you on behalf of my grandfather. He also asked me to take your pulse and see how your health has been in recent years."
Cai Zhongying nodded and said with a smile: "Brother Guangxi, you have a successor. It seems that your medical skills are better than your father's."
As he spoke, Cai Zhongying stretched out his wrist.
The guard hesitated and put his hands behind his waist.
This is the preparation to draw the gun and shoot if something goes wrong.
Cai Zhongying waved his other hand, signaling the guards not to do these actions, which would make Zhou Chen feel disappointed.
Zhou Chen placed his fingers on Cai Zhongying's wrist.
After tapping on it a few times, I determined the Guan, Cun and Chi points, which correspond to the index finger, middle finger and ring finger respectively.
After taking the pulse of both hands, Zhou Chen nodded slightly, indicating that it was okay.
Cai Zhongying's situation is well known.
Cai Zhongying was a little nervous. Although he was not afraid of death, the longer he lived, the stronger the Cai family would be.
"Xiaochen, how are you? How long can my old bones last?"
Zhou Chen shook his head: "Taking your pulse can only reveal your current physical condition, but it cannot tell how much life you have left."
"Your physical condition is fine, but you have several hidden injuries, one of which is in your liver, which affects your body's detoxification function."
"Have you been feeling weak, tired, or sleepy lately? Have you lost your appetite? Are you also nauseous and want to vomit when you see greasy food?"
Cai Zhongying couldn't help but brighten up his eyes. What Zhou Chen said was absolutely right.
"Yes, yes, my appetite has been very poor recently. I don't even have an appetite for my favorite braised lion's head."
"When we were fighting with the Japanese devils, I was shot in the liver. Fortunately, I was rescued in time, otherwise this old bone would have been lost on the battlefield." Cai Zhongying sighed and recalled the dangerous scene.
Then, Cai Zhongying asked, "Is there any way to cure this hidden injury? Grandpa Cai is not afraid of death, but it is really hard for me to enjoy a peaceful life now. I am suffering because I have no appetite."
Looking at Cai Zhongying's childlike hopeful eyes, Zhou Chen smiled slightly.
"It's okay. Grandpa knows your physical condition, so among the Chinese medicines he asked me to bring this time, there are some that are specifically for warming and nourishing the liver."
"But in the last two months, try not to eat greasy or spicy food to avoid putting too much strain on your liver."
"Once your liver is well, not only will your appetite improve, but you'll be able to eat whatever you want."
Cai Zhongying repeatedly assured him, "Of course, of course, I will definitely avoid certain foods. The problem is, even if I wanted to eat right now, I don't have the appetite!"
Cai Yameng found it unbelievable to see Zhou Chen acting like a little miracle doctor and making his grandfather as obedient as a primary school student.
Is this really my high school classmate who I have been with for three years?
How come I didn’t know that he could also take pulses and cure illnesses?
For a moment, in Cai Yameng's eyes, Zhou Chen added a layer of mysterious filter.
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