"It's starting to itch again, it's killing me with itchiness! Miss Chen, please help me stop the itch, I can't stand it anymore."
Fan Tongyi shouted and scratched his belly, leaving several bloody marks on it in an instant.
Chen Qingqing knew that itching was unpleasant, and that when it itched, one felt as if they wanted to peel off their skin. So, she decided to relieve his itching first, no matter what.
She commanded, "Lie down and don't move. I'll give you a few acupuncture needles to stop the itching."
"Okay, okay, I won't move, I won't move."
Chen Qingqing took out silver needles from her backpack, first inserting a few needles into the acupoints on his stomach, and then killing most of the lice in his navel, leaving two fat, large lice behind, all to properly punish him.
Feeling that the time was about right, he removed the silver needles. "Alright, how are you feeling, Master Fan?"
"A miracle doctor, you truly deserve to be called a miracle doctor!" Fan Tong immediately felt the itch stop, got up and felt refreshed and relaxed. "Miss Chen, you are really amazing. You cured me so quickly, the itch is gone."
Madam Fan's eyes widened, her face full of surprise and doubt. "Sir, are you really not itchy anymore?"
"It really doesn't itch anymore! Look, I'm completely cured, just like nothing happened." Fan Tong was so happy that he spun around on the spot.
Fan Hun twitched the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Father, you're not fully recovered yet, so it's not the time to be happy. Quickly ask Miss Chen to prescribe a few more doses of medicine for you, so I can find a place to clean your bladder."
Shi Taishou quickly said, "Miss Chen, my husband has been taking the medicine according to the prescription you gave him. He was worried that the medicine was not strong enough, so he specially prepared a few more pig gallbladders and collected two liters of horse urine."
At first, the medicine had a strong, pungent smell, and my husband wasn't used to it, but he still drank a large bowl of it. He gradually got used to it and took it three times a day without fail. Since this umbilical cord infection can still be treated, I'd appreciate it if Miss Chen could take the time to cure my husband's illness.
Upon hearing this, Fan Hun quickly interjected, "Yes, yes, my father followed your instructions and drank horse urine every single day without fail. Now he's addicted to it. He has to have some horse urine with every meal, otherwise he says the food doesn't taste right."
"Hun'er is right." Fan Tong looked at Chen Qingqing with a big smile. "Miss Chen, you just said that my condition has worsened. Should I increase the dosage of my medicine? Don't worry, I've had people get a lot of pig gallbladders these days, and I've collected several vats of horse urine."
Chen Qingqing shook her head. "Your illness has become more complicated now, and no amount of medicine will help."
"Miss Chen, what do you mean by that?" Fan Tongyi's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, and he felt that the problem had become very serious. He turned pale with fright.
Before Chen Qingqing could answer, Fan Hun interrupted to explain, "Dad, why are you getting more and more confused as you get older? You don't even understand what this means."
Miss Chen said your illness is very, very serious now. Even if you drink it every day, at every meal, and at all times, it won't cure you.
From now on, you should eat and drink as you please, don't take things to heart, and just try to think more positively.
"You, you, you brat, what do you mean by 'think positively'? Get the hell out of my way!" Fan Tong was so angry that his head was buzzing. "How come you're trying to kill me like this?"
Seeing her son talking nonsense, Madam Fan was so angry that she lost face. She glared at Fan Hun and said, "Hun'er, don't talk nonsense. Let's listen to what Miss Chen has to say."
"You really don't know what's good for you. Fine, I won't say anything!" Fan Hun turned his face away unhappily and stopped talking.
Madam Fan looked apologetic. "I'm so sorry, Miss Chen, you must have seen this. You said that my husband's illness is no longer being treated with medicine. What should we do? Please, Miss Chen, prescribe a few more effective remedies to save my husband!"
Chen Qingqing glanced at Fan Tong with a stern face, thinking, "Serves you right for being untrustworthy and trying to renege on your debts. If I can't deal with you, you miser, then I've lived in vain."
"Mr. Fan, it's not that I don't want to save you, but your illness is a bit tricky and difficult to treat! Although you seem like a good person after my treatment, your old illness will relapse in three days."
I explained it very clearly last time: you have umbilical rot. The navel is the foundation of the five internal organs and the root of vital energy returning to the organs. It connects to the heart and spirit above and to the kidney essence below; it is the gate of life. Now your heart and intestines have begun to rot. To completely cure this disease is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Madam Fan stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard. "Miss Chen, are you implying that my husband is beyond cure?"
Fan Tong was so terrified by Chen Qingqing's words that his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.
"Miss Chen, please save me! I don't want to die from the itching. Please, I'm willing to spend any amount of money to cure my illness."
Madam Fan panicked and said resolutely, "Yes, Miss Chen, our family is wealthy. If you can cure my master's illness, we will reward you handsomely."
Chen Qingqing felt that the timing was right. If she scared them too much, it would be bad if they became confused.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fan, let me take your pulse again."
"Okay, okay." Fan Tong stretched out his arm.
Chen Qingqing placed her hand on Fan Tong's pulse point, her face serious.
After a moment, she shook her head and said mysteriously, "Logically speaking, if you miss the best time for treatment of your umbilical cord disease, you will definitely die. But through the two pulse examinations just now, I found that Master Fan seems to have a bit more vitality in his body. May I ask if you have taken any miraculous medicine these past few days?"
Fan Tong pondered for a long time, then shook his head. "No, I haven't eaten much. I've had three meals a day, and I've been taking the medicine you prescribed."
Hearing Chen Qingqing's words, Fan Hun slapped his thigh, his face full of smugness.
"Father, luckily I took the initiative and accidentally saved your life, otherwise you would have died of rotten intestines."
"Human, what's going on? What do you mean by 'you acted on your own'?" Fan Tong was a little confused.
Fan Hun chuckled, "That's how it is. I thought heating the horse urine would definitely affect the efficacy of the medicine, so I instructed the servants to soak a few medicinal herbs, such as pig gallbladder, in the horse urine and give it to you to drink directly."
"What the hell?" Fan Tong frowned upon hearing this. "You little rascal, I was wondering why the drinks hadn't tasted right the last couple of days. Turns out you were the one behind it all."
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful."
Chen Qingqing almost burst out laughing. She tried her best to suppress her laughter, biting her lip hard, but the corners of her mouth still couldn't help but turn upwards.
"No wonder Master Fan's body showed signs of life; it turns out your son accidentally saved your life."
"What do you mean? Drinking raw horse urine can cure diseases?"
"Yes, although it can't cure the root cause, it has provided some relief and at least given you a chance to survive. However, your illness is still a bit troublesome."
When Fan Tong heard that Chen Qingqing hadn't sentenced him to death, he knew there was still hope, and he quickly said, "Miss Chen, just tell me what you want, and I promise to fulfill it."
"This..." Chen Qingqing hesitated. If she asked for payment, her motives would obviously be impure. Since the ginseng was valuable, perhaps she should do it this way...
A slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corners of her lips...
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