Shi Taishou gritted his teeth, his eyes wide with anger, "Miss Chen, just consider me blind today. You'd better leave now. If you dare to speak recklessly again, don't blame me for being impolite."
Chen Qingqing said calmly, "Butler Shi, what I just said is the truth. If you don't believe me, ask your young master if he has been feeling dizzy, having tinnitus, cold limbs, and being afraid of the cold and wind lately."
Fan Hun shook his head. "Yes, I still feel a little cold."
"You have a typical case of kidney deficiency."
"Kidney deficiency?" Fan Hun chuckled nonchalantly. "As the saying goes, nine out of ten men suffer from kidney deficiency. I thought it was some serious problem."
My family has plenty of ginseng, deer antler, lingzhi, and bird's nest. I drink a bowl in the morning and a bowl at night, and it only takes a few days for me to naturally replenish my nutrients.
It's not as bizarre as you say, dying every three to five years? That's utter nonsense.
"I haven't enjoyed enough of life's good times yet, why would I die so easily? I think you're just a quack."
Chen Qingqing raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Don't be so skeptical. You think you can recover just by drinking some ginseng? You're overthinking it."
To tell you the truth, never underestimate this back pain; the kidneys are the residence of the kidneys.
Your backache, leg cramps, blurred vision, tinnitus, and trembling hands are all caused by kidney disease.
You may appear energetic, but in reality, your kidneys are severely strained, and toxins are quietly spreading.
If you don't heed my good advice, then not even a god could save your life, let alone me.
"You, you, you, you're talking nonsense." Fan Hun was a little scared when he heard this. He knew in his heart that he had indeed been a little weak in that area these days, and he would run out of steam after only a few tries. If what she said was true, he wouldn't have many days left to live.
No, he still has several wives. If he really kicks the bucket and goes to heaven, then he won't be able to enjoy them...
Thinking of this, a chill ran down his spine, his legs went weak with fear, and he grinned widely, pouting and acting coquettishly.
"Mother, I'm scared! I don't want to die! Please, you have to find a way to save me!"
Madam Fan glared at Chen Qingqing with displeasure.
“My silly son, you actually believed her lies? I think she’s just talking nonsense to scare you and try to cheat us out of some money.”
"No, Mother, she's right. I've been feeling dizzy and lightheaded these past few days, and my hands and feet are always cold. I'm afraid I really don't have long to live!"
Upon hearing this, Madam Fan's heart skipped a beat. She had given birth to this precious son at the age of thirty, and she relied entirely on this only son to gain status as a mother.
If anything were to happen to her son, it would be the death of her!
As the saying goes, it's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't.
Upon reflection, what Ms. Chen said made sense; her son spent all his time having fun with women, and even a body of iron couldn't take it.
If we let him continue to act recklessly, he'll surely be close to death...
Thinking of this, she completely lost her previous arrogance and her face was full of smiles.
"I was really offended just now, please don't take it to heart, Miss Chen. According to you, how should my son's illness be treated? Please prescribe a good medicine, which can save my son's life."
Chen Qingqing thought smugly, "You little brat, you think I can't handle you?"
If you know what's good for you and show some respect, I won't hold this against you. But if you dare to flirt with me again, I'll make sure you're scared to death with some poison.
She smiled faintly, "Don't worry, Madam Fan, your son's illness is not too serious yet. He doesn't need to take any strong tonics or prepare any traditional Chinese medicine to nourish his kidneys. As long as he pays attention to his personal conduct, abstains from sexual activity, and does some light physical labor, he will recover in less than half a year."
“That’s wonderful. Miss Chen is truly a skilled doctor. My son has never liked taking medicine since he was little. I never thought that with just a little attention, his illness would heal itself. Unlike those unethical quacks who prescribe dozens of doses of herbal medicine no matter what the problem is.”
Madam Fan looked at Fan Hun with a loving expression and instructed him, "Hun'er, you can no longer go out and fool around. Stay home and help your father manage the business, understand?"
Fan Hun pouted, "Mother, I'll do anything you ask, but it's a bit difficult for me to give up women. Could you let me find one every other day?"
"Nonsense! Didn't you hear what Miss Chen just said? If you continue to seduce women, even a god can't save you."
Fan Hun looked like a wilted eggplant, his face contorted with grief. "Fine, then I'll try my best to endure it for the next six months."
Madam Fan was overjoyed. She had always tried to persuade her son to abstain from sex, but he always ignored her. Now, this girl had convinced him with just a few words.
Regardless, it seems he does have some skill, and his gaze towards Chen Qingqing softened.
Seeing this, Shi Taishou tentatively said to Madam Fan, "Madam, the master is still itching in the back room. Why don't we let Miss Chen take a look first?"
"Look at my memory! I was so worried about my son that I forgot my husband is still suffering in the back." Madam Fan smiled. "Miss Chen, please come to the back room and give my husband a check-up."
Chen Qingqing nodded. Although an itchy belly could be caused by sores, pruritus, dermatitis, or eczema, a diagnosis could only be made after a medical examination.
"Please lead the way."
Upon arriving at the back courtyard, before even entering the house, they heard a series of cries of "ouch, ouch, ouch!"
"Ouch, it's so itchy! Help! Help! Where have you all been? Come here and scratch me!"
Shi Taishou pushed open the door and entered the room, bowing his head respectfully, "Master, I've arrived."
"Damn, this shit stinks! Where have you been? Come here and scratch it for me."
"Master, have you forgotten? Didn't you send me to the countryside to post notices hiring a doctor?" Shi Taishou explained while helping to scratch his itch.
Fan Tong grimaced, itching, "Ouch, I'm dying of itching! Have you gotten a doctor yet?"
"Don't worry, sir, I've brought the doctor, and he's waiting for you in the outer room!"
"You idiot, what are you scratching me for now? Hurry up and invite the doctor in!"
"Alright, alright, I'll be right there." Shi Taishou jogged to the outer room, cupped his hands to Chen Qingqing, and said, "Miss Chen, you heard it too, my master is itching so badly, please go in and take a look, and prescribe some medicine to stop the itch."
"Okay, show me the prescription, I'm writing it."
When Chen Qingqing entered the inner room, she saw a large, fat man lying on the bed. His belly was unusually large, like a large pot that had been turned upside down.
He silently grumbled to himself, "His name truly reflects his character; he really deserves to be called a glutton..."
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