flstandardbreds Chapter 133 Overthinking
Chapter 133 Overthinking
Tan Moting was a distinguished guest. The old man had packed up early and made tea.
Shen Qiqi looked at the four men in the room and wondered, "Why is there one more person?"
At this time, the old man introduced: "This is Dr. Lin, the director of the Department of Internal Medicine of Union Hospital. He happened to come to visit, so I kept him here."
Union Medical College Hospital is one of the famous hospitals in Asia and even the world.
Shen Qiqi smiled at the old man. She might not have noticed, but Tan Moting knew that the chief doctor of Xiehe was specially called by the old man.
Everyone present, except Shen Qiqi, was not in a relaxed mood.
Shen Qiqi wanted to ask the old Chinese doctor's name, and happened to see many banners on the wall. She glanced at the banners, and she knew the name of the old Chinese doctor: Xue Huairen.
Tan Moting and Yu Lianzhou felt heavy because they were worried about Shen Qiqi's condition. Mr. Xue and Director Lin were cautious because the patient was Tan Moting.
Yu Lianzhou and Mr. Xue were masters and disciples. Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, Yu Lianzhou took the initiative to sit on the consultation table and stretched out his arms after greeting Mr. Xue.
"Thank you, Master."
Shen Qiqi sat on a bench nearby. This kind of bamboo bench was cool, maroon, and placed against the wall. It was similar to the settings in period dramas and hospital corridors.
Shen Qiqi sat there, only finding it novel and amusing. She watched curiously as Mr. Xue took Yu Lianzhou's pulse, then changed his left hand to his right. Finally, Mr. Xue said that he had been worrying too much lately, had qi congestion, fever, and endocrine disorders.
Shen Qiqi couldn't wait to know what medicine Yu Lianzhou needed to take in this situation, so he heard Mr. Xue say, "Get up early and go to bed early, eat regularly, and if you have the conditions, find a girlfriend..."
"Haha..." Shen Qiqi almost couldn't hold it back and laughed.
She could understand getting up early, going to bed early, and eating regularly, but finding a girlfriend, what kind of medical advice was this? Does Chinese medicine also care about urging marriage?
Shen Qiqi didn't understand, so he didn't understand. What Mr. Xue meant was that Yu Lianzhou had reached the age of marriage, and his desires were not satisfied, and the yin and yang were not balanced, resulting in qi congestion and blood fever.
Yu Lianzhou retracted his arm and said respectfully: "I sincerely follow Master's instructions."
As everyone knows, at this moment, he is a grown man and has lost his temper.
The second person who felt the pulse was actually Tan Moting. He followed Yu Lianzhou's example and handed over his arm.
After asking about his age, Mr. Xue took Tan Moting's pulse seriously, with a relaxed expression on his face. A few minutes later, he also prescribed medical advice: "Mr. Tan is in good health and eats regularly. His physique looks better than his actual age. It's just that Don’t worry too much.”
She was over-worrying again, and Shen Qiqi wondered, would everyone be diagnosed with over-worrying, or would rich people like Tan Moting and Yu Lianzhou be like this?
Shen Qiqi became nervous. It was her turn. She must have been overly worried.
Before Shen Qiqi came, Yu Lianzhou had already told Mr. Xue her basic situation. When Mr. Xue saw Shen Qiqi, he couldn't help but agree: "The little girl has a good face and is so lucky!"
It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and Shen Qiqi's big, clear eyes seemed to show her heart in front of others.
"Thank you." Shen Qiqi obediently handed over his arm while answering Mr. Xue's regular questions.
"What is your name?"
"Shen Qiqi."
"How old is this year?"
"23." Shen Qiqi added, "One year old."
"Are you married?"
"Well, we have been married for three months." Shen Qiqi looked at Tan Moting and received a faint smile from him.
When Mr. Xue checked Shen Qiqi's pulse, she held her breath nervously. Not only her, but also Tan Moting and Yu Lianzhou.
Mr. Xue's eyebrows sometimes relaxed and sometimes tightened, which made Shen Qiqi feel nervous.
"Relax." Mr. Xue reminded softly.
Shen Qiqi laughed awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help but feel nervous when I saw your expression."
Unlike the previous two or three minutes of checking the pulse, Mr. Xue's fingers stayed on the pulse points of Shen Qiqi's left and right wrists for a total of ten minutes.
"You can take your hand back."
Shen Qiqi received the order and retracted his hand.
She waited expectantly and anxiously for the diagnosis results. Tan Moting was more nervous than she was. When Shen Qiqi felt her pulse, he stood up nervously and walked behind her.
Yu Lianzhou was also nervously waiting for Shen Qiqi's diagnosis results. Mr. Xue was very powerful, otherwise Director Lin would not come to study with Mr. Xue every holiday.
Mr. Xue looked at Shen Qiqi's beautiful and ignorant face and asked, "Are you in school or working? What do you do?"
Shen Qiqi said: "It's time to work, I'm a producer, I make movies."
Shen Qiqi spent a minute or two explaining to Xue Lao what a producer is.
Mr. Xue smiled and asked again: "Did you sleep well?"
Shen Qiqi said: "It's okay."
Mr. Xue said: "Do you often have nightmares?"
Shen Qiqi said: "Occasionally." At least when she slept with Tan Moting, she rarely had nightmares. Of course, maybe she was too tired and had no energy to have nightmares.
Mr. Xue asked again: "Do you always feel that you have something on your mind and your heart is heavy?"
Shen Qiqi nodded, "Yes."
There were so many things on her mind, her fate, her ending.
She wondered if she would have a tragic and short life like in the script.
Mr. Xue smiled, "How old are you? Everything can be overcome. It's good for your health to think less about it."
Shen Qiqi said "Oh" obediently.
Suddenly, Mr. Xue asked her: "Be specific about your birth time, preferably to what time it is."
Shen Qiqi remembered that this came from something Liang Meiqi often said when she complained about her, "You were born at 11:50 at night, and the fortune teller said that you would punish your parents..."
Shen Qiqi had never told fortunes, but over the years, she had heard the words "punishing parents" countless times and remembered them deeply.
"Qiqi?" Shen Qiqi had been distracted for too long, and Tan Moting called her.
Shen Qiqi came back to his senses and said to Mr. Xue, "I remember."
Then she reported her date, month, day, and hour of birth, which is what people often call her horoscope.
Shen Qiqi also knew this, so he asked curiously: "What do you want from me?"
Mr. Xue said with a smile: "Get some medicine. The horoscope contains a person's innate body information. The medicine prescribed based on the horoscope will be more effective."
Shen Qiqi laughed, and Mr. Xue also laughed, "That's right, just smile more. You're fine. You're just too weak. I'll prescribe you three doses of medicine first to replenish your health."
Shen Qiqi's eyes widened: "Am I weak? I don't think so?"
If she wasn't embarrassed, she would have wanted to show off her arm and waist muscles right then and there.
"Then have you ever heard that illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a string of silk threads? If you are seriously ill, you always need to make up for it." Mr. Xue said with a smile.
Shen Qiqi nodded in approval, but did not notice Tan Moting's nervous expression.
At this time, Mr. Xue suddenly said: "Oh, there is no more angelica. Little girl, please go to the middle courtyard and ask my daughter to bring a bag of angelica."
Shen Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Tan Moting, who smiled and said, "Go ahead."
Yu Lianzhou said: "I'll go with you."
Shen Qiqi followed Yu Lianzhou out of the north room in confusion and walked to the middle courtyard. As she walked, she wondered: "It's enough for Yu Lianzhou to go, why let me go?"
Mr. Xue's order was full of loopholes. When Yu Lianzhou came with her, she gave up her doubts.
Shen Qiqi knows that "Danggui" is a traditional Chinese medicine that promotes blood circulation and nourishes blood, and can treat dysmenorrhea. "It seems that there is nothing serious about me, but Mr. Xue is really powerful. He can tell that I have dysmenorrhea just by taking a pulse."
In fact, Shen Qiqi's symptoms during her period were nothing compared to those of girls with real dysmenorrhea. At most, her lower abdomen was a little sore.
Shen Qiqi came to the middle courtyard with Yu Lianzhou, where Mr. Xue's daughter was drying licorice.
Yu Lianzhou said politely: "Aunt Xue, master asked me to get a bag of angelica."
Aunt Xue put down what she was doing, "Unfortunately, we have to wait for a while, and it will take half an hour for the medicine delivery person to arrive."
Yu Lianzhou nodded. When he saw the licorice on the shelf, he took the initiative to help collect the licorice.
Shen Qiqi stood there, not knowing whether to stay here or go back.
"Qiqi, help me." Yu Lianzhou handed a basket of licorice to his hand, "Put this basket on the grinder in the room."
"Oh, okay." Shen Qiqi had no time to refuse, but fortunately, the licorice was not heavy.
At this time, Aunt Xue looked at Shen Qiqi and said, "This girl is so beautiful!"
The straightforward compliment made Shen Qiqi blush, and she just started working here.
But Yu Lianzhou didn't really let her work. She only moved two baskets, so they stopped letting her work and started giving her licorice.
Only then did Shen Qiqi learn that Xue's family grew these licorice themselves. They allocated a piece of land in the countryside to grow herbs suitable for growing in Jiangcheng. They sold those that were not suitable for growing by themselves, such as angelica.
At this time, Tan Moting was in the consulting room, listening to Mr. Xue's diagnosis of Qiqi.
Mr. Xue stared at Shen Qiqi's horoscope and sighed heavily.