Old Mrs. Hu is 69 years old this year. She is suffering from a serious illness and does not look well.

She sat weakly in a wheelchair. Qu Miao first took her pulse and then asked about the medicines she took daily.

These are necessary processes that you learn when you are in school.

Up to this point, she was still very normal, but after Qu Miao checked the old lady's pulse, he let her lie on the bed.

He took out an incense burner, silver needles... and a radio from his bag.

"Why is there a radio here?"

Hu Yao couldn't understand Qu Miao's actions.

Qu Miao explained, "I need to use the Zhuyou technique to treat the old lady. In our village, we all play drums and sing, but playing music on the radio can barely make it work."

Hu Qing sneered and said, "Second brother, you even brought the charlatan here this time?"

Qu Miao frowned, "I hope that all irrelevant people will leave and not disturb me."

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at the Hu siblings and Zhang Wanqiu, "Then let's go and wait."

Hu Qing: "How can that be! How can I let my mother be alone with such an unreliable person?"

Ye Xiaoxiao: "Doctor, we are going to perform surgery. Does Ms. Hu have to accompany me in the operating room? Our Rendetang is a well-known hospital. I hope you can give us more trust."

Hu Qing was about to say something, but Old Lady Hu patted the bedside vigorously.

"Everyone go!"

Hu Yao said: "Mom, we'll be waiting at the door. If you need anything, just call us!"

Then I took the others there.

Since we were standing at the door, it was easy to hear the pure music playing inside.

Zhang Wanqiu: "Mr. Hu, forgive me for being frank, I have never seen such a treatment method, it doesn't look like medical treatment, but more like shamanism."

Ye Xiaoxiao had learned about the art of incantation. This seemingly mysterious treatment method actually had a scientific basis.

Moreover, Qu Miao is a student of traditional Chinese medicine. He said that the art of incantation is only used in conjunction with treatment, so it certainly does not rely solely on those few pure music pieces.

But no one else trusts each other very much, and Ye Xiaoxiao is looking forward to the moment when Qu Miao will slap her in the face.

The treatment process of Qu Miao is relatively long, and there is no progress after an hour.

Hu Qing wanted to knock on the door, but was stopped by Ye Xiaoxiao.

"You should think carefully. If the treatment fails due to your actions, you will be fully responsible."

Hu Qing lowered his raised hand again, but looked at Ye Xiaoxiao with an unfriendly look.

"I'll let you guys be proud for a while. If you fail to cure my mother, I will definitely make sure you can't survive in the capital."

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't take this threat seriously at all.

If you want to make it out of Beijing, the Hu family is not qualified.

An hour and a half later, Qu Miao opened the door.

The room was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

Before anyone else could speak, Qu Miao handed over a prescription and said, "Go and boil the medicine."

Ye Xiaoxiao: "Take the prescription and go directly to Ren De Tang to get the medicine. It can save a lot of time."

Hu Yao immediately ordered someone to do it.

I peeked through the crack of the open door and found my mother sleeping on the bed. She didn't seem to have any adverse reactions.

His mother hasn't had a good night's sleep for three years since she got the strange disease.

Although Zhang Wanqiu was able to relieve her mother's diarrhea, it only lasted from one hour to three hours.

Even so, the Hu family was willing to pay a price to keep Zhang Wanqiu.

"Why isn't the old lady talking? Is there any problem?"

Zhang Wanqiu said worriedly from the side.

Hu Qing wanted to rush in immediately.

Qu Miao looked at her coldly, causing Hu Qing to pause slightly.

"The old lady is asleep. You can go in and check on her, but be gentle. If you wake her up, it will affect my subsequent treatment."

Hu Yao thought that there was no time to lose, so he firmly grabbed Hu Qing.

"You let your mother have a good sleep."

Hu Qing looked at the bedroom door unwillingly, but finally did not force his way in.

It took another hour to boil the medicine.

Ye Xiaoxiaoguang could tell the ingredients in the soup just by smelling it: Pseudostellaria heterophylla, Atractylodes macrocephala, Poria cocos, Coix seeds, White hyacinth bean, Chenpi... Saposhnikovia divaricata, Black Plum, etc.

Just as she thought, this prescription would be used for a week. If it was effective, a second prescription could be prescribed to gradually alleviate the old lady's problem.

Qu Miao woke up Mrs. Hu and asked her to drink the medicine.

To be honest, Mrs. Hu usually didn't even dare to drink more water, so she felt very stressed when she saw such a bowl of medicine.

She just had a good sleep and felt very comfortable. The quality of her sleep was very high, as if she had made up for all the sleep she had lost in the past three years.

Qu Miao has a very cute face, but he has a bad temper and a tough attitude.

Mrs. Hu didn't want to take the medicine, so he said directly, "Then you will never be cured of your illness."

It blocked everything Mrs. Hu wanted to say.

The old lady could only drink it in one go.

Hu Yao and Hu Qing looked at the old lady very nervously.

Normally, the old lady would go to the toilet immediately.

Sometimes it doesn't come, and it may even go into your clothes.

The two of them couldn't imagine what would happen if the old lady did it in front of everyone...

But ten minutes had passed after Mrs. Hu finished drinking the medicine and she still showed no intention of going to the toilet.

Hu Yao's heart was beating like a drum. Could it be... could it be that he really found a reliable expert this time?

They say old doctors are good at fortune-telling, and Doctor Qu is too young.

Half an hour later, Mrs. Hu said she wanted to go to the bathroom.

But it's not an uncontrollable situation, and the abdominal pain has eased.

After coming out of the bathroom, Old Mrs. Hu looked at Qu Miao more affectionately than she would her grandson.

"Doctor Qu, can my illness really be cured?"

Qu Miao: "Take the medicine I gave you for a week, and come back to see me at Ren De Tang after a week."

Mrs. Hu: "Good, good, I feel much better than before."

Zhang Wanqiu glared at Mrs. Hu when she heard her say that. "This is impossible! Even if it can be cured, it can't be so effective so quickly. He may have used an overdose of medicine, or an illegal medicine..."

Hu Yao said unhappily, "Doctor Zhang, I've seen that prescription. It contains all very familiar medicines, and there are no illegal drugs.

You have worked hard these days. I will ask the housekeeper to pay your wages for the past few days and you can move in tonight."

In order to take care of Mrs. Hu more conveniently, Zhang Wanqiu and Wang Lei both lived in the Hu family villa.

Now at Wang Lei Hospital, Zhang Wanqiu is about to be sent away.

Zhang Wanqiu's face twisted, "Boss Hu, you must trust this unknown doctor. It's easy for me to leave, but it's not so easy for me to come back."

Hu Yaobang had a sullen face. He hated being threatened the most.

Hu Qing's expression changed quickly. He just defended Zhang Wanqiu, but now he said directly: "Doctor Zhang lives in my house as my mother's private doctor, working for a high salary. It's a matter of mutual consent.

Why does it sound like our Hu family is begging you when Dr. Zhang says this? "