Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Yang Lisheng looked at the unfamiliar and familiar scenery passing by the window, and there was a trace of memory in his eyes, "I haven't returned to the capital for a long time, I don't know what has changed in the capital." He is a native of Beijing, and this land has left He brought back a lot of memories, including joy, pain, reunion, and parting.

Li Meixiang nodded, "When the old man Song is over, we will take Xiaoning for a walk in the capital. Anyway, it's still a while away from school."

"Yeah." Yang Lisheng looked at Song Yanning, reached out and touched Song Yanning's hair, there was a hint of heartache in his eyes. This was supposed to be where Xiao Ning grew up, but this time it was her first time here.

Song Yanning smiled at Yang Lisheng, "Grandpa, grandma, I heard that the roast duck in the capital is delicious, will you take me to eat it?" She naturally knew what Grandpa was thinking, but what if the capital was prosperous? She is not uncommon at all. If she is asked to choose, she would rather choose Huashang Village, where there are mountains, waters, and her favorite spirit grass. Although they are all low-level spirit grasses, they are better than nothing.

"Okay, then my grandmother and I will take you to Quanjude to eat roast duck, shabu-shabu, and pot stickers, and the buns are on fire." Yang Lisheng couldn't help swallowing when he thought of those delicacies. He hadn't eaten Beijing's food for many years.

"Help! Come and help!" There was an anxious cry for help from the next carriage.

"I'll take a look." Yang Lisheng quickly stood up and walked quickly to the next carriage. Calling for help on a train must have been something terrible.

"Grandpa, I'll go with you." Song Yanning got up and followed Yang Lisheng.

There was a lot of noise in the carriage, and everyone gathered in the middle to watch the excitement.

"Comrade, what happened ahead?" Yang Lisheng asked a middle-aged man next to him, unable to squeeze through.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Yang Lisheng, "That old man has asthma, and he didn't bring any medicine."

Yang Lisheng frowned, and immediately shouted to the person in front: "Please let me go, I am a doctor, please let me go."

Hearing that there was a doctor, everyone gave way to both sides.

"Everyone, get out of the way, don't surround the patient, and keep the air circulating, otherwise it will aggravate the patient's condition." Yang Lisheng said as he walked towards the front.

The one who was sick was an old man, and there was a young man beside him. It was the young man who just called for help.

When the young man saw Yang Lisheng coming, he immediately looked at him pleadingly, "Doctor, please save my grandfather, he has asthma." He was so confused that he even forgot his grandfather's medicine in the hotel.

This time, he accompanied his grandfather to Jiujiang for a trip. When he checked out, he specially checked it and found nothing missing. Only after getting on the train did he realize that he had left his grandfather's medicine in the hotel. Damn he, if anything happens to Grandpa, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Yang Lisheng squatted down, picked up the old man's wrist to take a pulse for him, and then massaged the Lieque point on the old man's hand with his index finger.

Seeing Yang Lisheng's actions, the young man and the crowd watching the excitement were full of surprises.

"What is he doing?"

"Does this still cure asthma?"

"Doctor, are you treating my grandfather?" He has never seen such a treatment for others. Is this really okay?

"This acupoint is called Lieque Point. Massage Lieque Point can relax the muscles and collaterals, and treat cough, asthma, headache, sore throat and other symptoms." Yang Lisheng explained.

"Oh!" The young man nodded in understanding. As long as I can save my grandpa.

With Yang Lisheng's massage, the old man's wheezing gradually diminished, and his pale face slowly returned to rosy. He looked at Yang Lisheng and nodded gratefully to him, "Doctor! Thank you!" He just thought that he It really died this time.

"Grandpa!" The young man looked at the old man in surprise. Grandpa can speak, does that prove that grandpa is all right?

The old man shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm fine now." Although his chest was still a little stuffy, it was much better. It wasn't like he couldn't breathe just now.

Yang Lisheng let go of his hand and helped the young man to help the old man back to the seat. "If this happens again in the future, just massage the place with your index finger for a minute or two, and the symptoms will be relieved." He pointed to the old man. List the positions of the missing holes.

The teenager nodded, "Doctor, what if I can't find this position?"

"The acupoints are used together with the tiger's mouth. One finger is on the radial styloid process of the other hand, and the tip of the index finger is used for this acupoint." Yang Lisheng demonstrated the action.

"I understand, thank you doctor!" The young man also learned Yang Lisheng's movements, looking for the position of his own acupoints.

The old man gave Yang Lisheng a thumbs up, "I've always heard that Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and it's true! Take the liberty to ask, are you getting off the bus in the capital?" Going to the capital is naturally the best.

"Yeah." Yang Lisheng nodded, holding Song Yanning's hand, as he was about to go back to his car.

"Doctor, please treat me too, I'm dying of itching." The woman came forward yesterday. There were bloodstains all over her body and face, which looked a little scary.

Yang Lisheng recognized the other party immediately, looked at the rash on the other party's face, "I don't have any medicine on my body, so I can't cure you." I didn't expect that she would be in the same car with him.

"I know it was my fault yesterday. I apologize to you. Please help me. I'm really dying of itching." The woman looked at Yang Lisheng pleadingly.

"I can cure you, but you have to pay for the medicine," Song Yanning said.

"How much?" The woman scratched her face, eager to tear her skin off. It felt so uncomfortable.

"Five hundred and nine." Song Yanning looked at the woman with a smile.

"It's too expensive. Your grandfather just confiscated a portion of the money for his treatment." The woman pointed to the old man beside her, and she really regretted it. If she had known that she was asking for them today, she would not have done that yesterday.

"If love is not cured, it will be pulled." Song Yanning glared at the woman, took Yang Lisheng's hand and walked towards her carriage.

"Zhizhizhi, I'll give you the money." The woman took out her wallet in pain, counted six hundred yuan from it and handed it to Song Yanning.

Song Yanning took the money unceremoniously, took out a small medicine bottle and ten yuan from her pocket and handed it to the woman, "There is a medicine in the medicine bottle, just take it."

The woman hurriedly took the medicine bottle, ran quickly to her seat, took a sip of the mineral water, and ate the medicine. She is about to arrive in the capital soon, if the medicine is useless, she can still ask the other party to get the money back.

Not long after taking the medicine, she found that it really didn't itch. Just thinking of the five hundred and ninety yuan I took out, my heart began to hurt again.