Big Data Cultivation

"Hua Peng!" Yuan Huakun yelled at his brother's more and more outrageously, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's not my bullshit," Yuan Huapeng spread his hands. He always had some opinions about the second sister-in-law. "The second sister's family is too snobbish. This is to see that the old man is not good, and no one is coming."

"Aren't you bullshit?" The second sister did not agree, and her face and eyebrows were all raised up, "Hua Peng, you are in guoqi, it doesn't matter if you just walk for half a month, can your brother-in-law be the same?"

"Pull it down," Yuan Huapeng sneered. "If this matter rests on his old man's head, do you think he has time?"

"You just lift the bar!" The second sister cried out angrily, "Dad and father-in-law ... can that be the same? The men of the Yuan family are all dead, and it is his turn to get him?"

Yuan Huapeng continued to sneer, "Dad broke his leg seven or eight years ago. He can run diligently ... Am I wrong?"

"Everyone," the doctor named Ye Lao kept arching his hands and said with a wry smile, "This is a ward, please whisper a few of you?"

"Okay," the eldest sister came out to play the round. "The two younger brothers, Ruofang and Li Ting, are here ... there is still something to be done, let's not quarrel."

Yuan Youwei is already on vacation, but there is not much free time for the English, Chinese studies, martial arts and calligraphy classes.

That is to say, happy education is fooling the general public, and the next generation of the Yuan family, all kinds of small classes are able to fly.

Xiao Youwei visited once on the day when Grandpa was in critical condition. Today is the second time.

Boys are usually more indifferent, and Yuan Youwei is no exception, but he also knows that grandpa is the one who hurts the most. When he sees the thin, unconscious old man lying on the bed, he ca n’t help crying again. .

Then he heard that the uncle was arguing with the aunt, and his father was arguing with the second aunt, and he was even more unhappy.

However, he still raised his ears and listened. Xiao Youwei was 13 years old in the second half of this year. He felt that he was an adult. He hoped to find some mistakes from his second aunt to support his father effectively.

He missed it, but he didn't find it, but from the uncle's mouth, he heard a deceptive word-context.

He turned his head and whispered to his mother, "Mom, what is the vein, meridian?"

Li Ting did not study medicine and could not answer accurately, but she still did her best to explain to the child.

When Yuan Youwei heard that grandpa was suffering from cerebral palsy because his veins were blocked, he became a vegetative. He blinked his eyes and asked seriously, "Willn't the veins get through?"

"Everyone thinks so," Li Ting touched his son's head, and said softly, "It's right for you, but it's really difficult to get through ..."

Yuan Youwei blinked his eyes and asked, "Why do I find it easy?"

"Because you don't understand the difficulty of making connections," his second aunt turned his head and spoke very seriously.

She didn't intend to make trouble for this little kid, they were all a family. She stayed in the past and she would tease this nephew and tease him, but she is also in a bad mood today, so she must tell him to save the child from the world Produce wrong perceptions.

"It's really easy, second aunt," Yuan Youwei was anxious. "I want to know, can you wake up grandpa if you get through it?"

"Your boy ..." His second aunt is also impatient, "Hua Peng, let your family be quiet for a while, everyone is in a bad mood."

Yuan Huapeng glanced at her angrily and glanced at his son impatiently, "I have seen Grandpa, and I will go back home to write homework in a moment ... Don't intervene in your speech when the adults speak!"

Yuan Youwei felt aggrieved. After sipping his mouth, his eyes rolled and he quietly pulled his mother's hand.

Li Ting glanced at him and said softly, "Don't make trouble, you are already a big kid, be polite."

"I really didn't make trouble," Yuan Youwei pouted, whispering, "Isn't it to clear the meridians?"

"Huh?" Li Ting glanced sideways at him, always feeling where he had heard the word-or, in what TV series? "Do you really know?"

Yuan Youwei rolled his eyes very exaggeratedly, patted his belly, and quietly asked, "Mom, you forgot, how did my weight drop to 130?"

"Uh," Li Ting suddenly stunned.

"Huh?" Yuan Huapeng was debating with the second sister, but after hearing this sentence, he couldn't help looking sideways. "You mean ..."

"Hush ..." Yuan Youwei raised an index finger and put it on his lips.

"Oh, it's a master," Yuan Huapeng reacted, and then he remembered that Master Feng had repeatedly told him not to publicize it-thinking that at the beginning, Xu Ruofang's younger brother had leaked the news, and he was scolded by the master.

Then he glanced at Li Ting, "Master, what kind of medicine ... Can you clear the meridians?"

"It seems ... forging body pill?" Li Ting replied indefinitely. In fact, her memory is very ordinary, that is, the pill, which is related to her son's body. There may be needs in the future. She remembered this. Drug name.

Maternal love is so great, involving her son, she has no memory, and she still remembers it.

But she really doesn't know whether this pill can clear the meridians-the aura of the master is very sufficient, basically there is no explanation.

When Yuan Youwei's aunt heard this, her eyes suddenly lighted up, "Hey, Xiaowei is really thin ... Is it clearing the meridians?"

"Well," Yuan Youwei nodded and replied proudly. "The master said, forging body Dan can strengthen the body and clear the meridians. Until now, I haven't even had a cold."

The eldest sister hadn't had time to speak, and the second elder sister hurriedly answered, "Hua Peng, what are you waiting for? Quickly invite people."

"Slow down," the eldest sister stopped them and turned to look at Dr. Ye. "Lao Ye, you learned Chinese and Western. Have you heard of this medicine?"

"No," Ye Lao shook his head altogether-strong muscles and clearing the meridians, is this not the way of Jianghuye?

But he didn't dare to say this in his heart. The reason is very simple. The children of the Yuan family have taken this medicine.

This medicine is not effective, he is not clear, but he is very clear, now the children, at home are little emperors-who dare to give the emperor something unknown to eat?

So he replied cautiously, "My understanding of Chinese medicine is just fur. To be honest, many folk folks have little experience."

"Let me ask," Yuan Huakun took the initiative, "Ye Lao, the pill that dredges the meridians ... is it symptomatic?"

"This ... what do you say?" Ye Lao bitterly laughed, "In Chinese medicine, cerebral infarction is a type of stroke. Drugs that remove wind and relieve muscles and blood circulation will have certain effects."

The second sister heard this and asked anxiously, "Can my father take this medicine?"

This question asked Ye Laozhi to roll his eyes, did you ask that? If you are me, how do you answer?

Intellectually speaking, he did not believe in this kind of pill. So many top three hospitals in Beijing can be said to have gathered the essence of the national medical profession, but I have never heard of this medicine. Is this treatment normal?

But from the emotional point of view, he suggested to use it. Anyway, people are already like that. Try more, and the big deal is useless.

But as an expert, he can't recommend taking it, nor can he deny it all at once. He is responsible for every sentence he says.

After thinking about it, he tentatively asked, "Is there a prescription for this child? Can I have a look first?"

Yuan Huapeng and his wife looked at each other, or Yuan Huapeng shook his head, "No, the child is taking medicine."

Ye Lao pondered for a while, and asked again, "Is it convenient to ask him ... dialectical principles?"

He originally wanted to continue to ask for prescriptions, but when he thought that they were all medicines, there was no need to make changes for different patients and conditions. In other words, he could get the prescriptions for production and exchange money.

It is not appropriate to directly ask for prescriptions, but it is not so sensitive to ask about pathology and solutions.

Yuan Huapeng hesitated and shook his head. "This ... is estimated to be choking. That person is not easy to deal with."

As soon as the second sister was anxious, she spoke directly, "Give me the phone number, and I will tell the master."

She remembers her husband's business. This year is the key to his progress. Missed it. That is, one step at a time, one step at a time. In case there is a difference, she will be caught up and down, and that will be the case in her life.

"Don't make trouble, won't you?" Yuan Huapeng glanced at his second sister helplessly. "You have such a temper, you have to choke on others."

He knew very well, how strange that Master Feng's temper was.

"Huh ..." The second sister was not convinced. What else did she say, Yuan Huakun asked aloud, "Hua Peng, do you feel like Master Feng, can't you?"

"Oh ..." Yuan Huapeng thought about it, and finally shook his head. "This is not easy to say."

The second sister diligently chimed in, "It's hard to say, you have to make a phone call and ask."

Li Ting saw her aggressive and couldn't help but say, "Hua Peng, shall I ask Master Feng?"

"Then you ask," Yuan Huapeng waved his hands helplessly, "I don't dare to disturb the temper of that fellow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I can really cure my dad, he can make a phone call with his scalp, but ... … He was not optimistic.

Li Ting quickly got on the phone. Rarely, she found that the master seemed to be in a good mood today.

But for Li Ting ’s request, Master Feng still refused very clearly, “The patients are all in their 80s, which is impossible ... Apart from saying nothing else, you are sure that he can withstand the forging body when taking the medicine. s pain?"

Li Ting only remembered that when his baby son took the medicine for the first time, he was tied to bed by Master Feng, and his cry was extremely tragic. For this, Gao Qiang also started to work with the master.

Grandpa Yuan is now more than eighty. In case of a three-for-two, she, the daughter-in-law, cannot afford this responsibility ...

She thanked her, hung up the phone, and talked about the situation.

Xiao Youwei nodded vehemently and testified for his mother, "This is, it really hurts."

The second sister asked impatiently, "Don't tell me if it hurts, he said it can be cured or not?"