Chapter 274

An Mou: 【Hello, may I ask if this is Professor Ge? I was introduced by Sister Ma Cuifeng. She said that after listening to Professor Ge's health lecture, she followed the medicine scripture to regulate, and now her presbyopia is better, her cervical spine is not numb, and even her nocturia is gone... May I ask, can I sign up to participate?】

Professor Ge: 【Hello, Professor Ge is currently giving lectures to students. I am his assistant, Xiao Wu. Can you tell us what symptoms you have? The lecture held by our Professor Ge is mainly based on recuperation. If you are suffering from an acute illness, we suggest that you stabilize your condition now and then assist with health recuperation.】

An Mou: 【Just kidney deficiency with a bit of impotence, and because of sitting for a long time, the hemorrhoids are the size of a fist, and not a child's fist, but my wife's fist size. If it can be cured, I'm quite anxious. My wife is threatening to divorce me because she has to stuff it back for me every day!】

Professor Ge's WeChat on the other side was silent for a long time, as if his brain had been violated by text, and the whole person was stupid.

Some things really don't need to be described so vividly. As a little girl, I can't look at these.

Professor Ge: 【Sir, your situation cannot be explained clearly on WeChat in a moment. If you have time, you can come to the Bu Ye Cheng Hotel, and after Professor Ge finishes the health lecture, please ask him to diagnose you.】

An Mou: 【Thank you, thank you so much. If it can really be cured, I will give you a check.】

Ch... check? What an unfamiliar word. Assistant Xiao Wu looked at the mobile phone screen with a confused face.

"Could it be that I caught a big fish?" Xiao Wu, who was sitting behind the stage, looked at Professor Ge on the stage, who was energetic and didn't look like an old man in his eighties, and muttered.

On the other side, the black commercial vehicle drove quickly toward the Datang Bu Ye Cheng Hotel after learning the address.

"..."

Lin Ying, who was holding Lord Fuli in her arms, witnessed the whole process of Lord Fuli's swindling, as well as the content of his chat on WeChat. Lin Ying was silent, and a stormy sea gradually surged on her calm face.

The buff of a middle-aged man's pain was fully stacked.

But where did Lord Fuli learn it? Although they were all objective and unspeakable hidden illnesses, writing them from the hands of a little fox who liked to be naughty made Lin Ying feel that Lord Fuli had been tarnished.

"Lord Fuli, your medical terms are quite professional. Can you tell me where you learned them?"

"Mm... heard it from Su Qiyuan's mouth." Lord Fuli's clear childish voice sounded.

"Oh." Hearing Su Qiyuan's name, Lin Ying nodded lightly with understanding and didn't ask anything else.

The whole village of Zhangxizhen knew that Su Qiyuan suffered from severe hemorrhoids.

Even because of the tea competition, the tea farmers in the neighboring village knew about it. Lin Ying, who didn't chat much about gossip, had also heard of it.

If it was Su Qiyuan, then these things were not strange. A flash of pity passed through Lin Ying's eyes, and she gently stroked the fur on Lord Fuli's belly.

【Su Qiyuan seems to be only in his early thirties, right? Is he like this at such a young age? How pitiful... — Lin Ying recalled Su Qiyuan's deeds, shook her head gently in her heart, and wondered if she should hire a famous anorectal doctor in Shancheng for him. After all, he had taken good care of Lord Fuli, and it was too miserable to have collected all the unspeakable hidden illnesses at a young age...】

【Wish fulfilled: Ga!】

"???"

An Sheng's fox face showed a strange expression, and he looked at Lin Ying.

A famous doctor was probably not needed.

That guy Su Qiyuan had money to cure it, but because he was busy with work, he couldn't find time to cure it. If you have the heart to help, just buy him two boxes of sanitary napkins with stronger stickiness and send them over.

"You guys wait for me in the parking lot! In a while, An Mou is going to beat the big swindler with a stick. Watching it will cause phantom pain."

Arriving in front of the Bu Ye Cheng Hotel, An Sheng said to Lin Ying.

Facing the scum who swindled the elderly's money, in Xia Dong, he would be caught and tried in the ancestral hall, and then put into a pig cage and blanched for about three or four days.

Of course.

Because of limited conditions, An Sheng could not find a pig cage to invite Professor Ge to live in.

But An Sheng had the "Shattering Overlord Fist," which could fully help him run for a hundred meters and kick Professor Ge in the philtrum, shattering Professor Ge's champagne beauty dream and sending him to pick up soap.

The little fox climbed up from the glass curtain wall and walked to the window of the banquet hall on the fifth floor.

The fifth floor of the Bu Ye Cheng Hotel was the place where Professor Ge rented to hold the health lecture.

An Sheng glanced inside, preparing to find an open window to enter.

But it was because of this glance that the whole little Fuli was stunned on the spot.

Professor Ge on the banquet hall stage was chattering to his believers and students, talking about the health theory in the Baopuzi Inner Scripture. When he was excited, Professor Ge slapped the lecture table with one hand, pinched the corner of the solid wood long table, and directly lifted the two or three hundred jin long table.

"Boom—"

The long table, about 1.5 meters long, 5 centimeters thick, with metal lifting legs, smashed heavily on the stage, making the old men and women listening to the lecture under the stage, as well as some middle-aged people, look at this scene with shock.

The dull sound of the solid wood long table smashing on the stage exploded in everyone's heart like thunder on a dry land.

A strong old man in his sixties or seventies, pinching the table leg of the solid wood long table with one hand, lifted it up easily?

Such a shocking scene, solid and real, without any fraud, happened before their eyes.

"Hahaha, sorry, the old man was excited."

Professor Ge pretended to be stunned, smiled and laughed at everyone present:

"Mentioning Traditional Chinese Medicine now makes me angry. They are all quack doctors who mislead students!"

"Medicine? What is medicine? True medicine is a spiritual object that absorbs the essence of the sun and moon and gradually matures after the precipitation of time. And what about Traditional Chinese Medicine now? They are all a group of nerds who read dead books!"

"They neither understand the metaphysics behind pharmacology nor know how to fear the mystery of time. In order to make a profit, they take herbs cultivated with fertilizer and sell them as elixir to ordinary people who don't know the mystery! Little do they know, because herbs absorb turbid energy, they become poisonous drugs that harm people!"

"Patients hold hope and expectation to find a doctor, and doctors without medical ethics sell poison to ordinary people. Some even more unscrupulous ones use concentration extraction technology to concentrate turbid energy into liquid and sell it to patients at a high price, shamelessly claiming that the effect is better! Afraid that patients will live too long!"

"It is precisely because of those quack doctors and those stakeholders without virtue that our Traditional Chinese Medicine is being smeared and slandered. Who would have thought that the island nation's pharmaceutical companies bought so many of our medicine fields and prescriptions? If there is really no effect, why would they buy them?"

"Are they stupid? They are refined! They are bad!"

Professor Ge spoke with deep emotion and righteous indignation, raised his hand and slapped the solid wood long table heavily. The whole stage shook slightly with the palm force.

And on the solid wood long table, a clear palm print appeared.

One could even see the broken wood fibers in the solid wood long table from the cross-section of the palm print.

"Turtle, turtle..."

An Sheng looked at Professor Ge, who slapped the long table into a palm print, with a suspicious face:

"It seems that a kick cannot cure it. I have to lift the marble Roman column at the door of the banquet hall and slap it!"

"The mouth must be stewed in a pressure cooker."

"Otherwise, the mouth is too hard to deal with."

(End of chapter)