Save the Bachelor of Heaven

It's not that Xiang Nan doesn't want Meng Qinghe to die. He even wanted to take a knife and cut Meng Qinghe alive if he could.

However, he is not Xiang Nan now, he is Xi Laile now.

To put it nicely, Xi Laile is a good old man with noble medical ethics, compassion, a bodhisattva heart, and a pot to help the world.

Wang Tianhe tried to harm him many times, not to mention verbal slander, sarcasm, and just killed him several times. For example, he set fire to Yixiaotang, sent killers to assassinate him, and ordered Lu Zhong to hunt him down. In the end, he forced the Hu family to death, owed a lot of blood debts, and committed more crimes than Meng Qinghe.

Even so, Xilaile finally wrote a prescription to save Wang Tianhe. It can be seen that in his heart, doctors' morality is higher than personal grievances.

If Xiang Nan uses medical skills to harm others, it will be against Xi Laile's nature. At that time, it will affect the mission rewards. Xie Yongqiang's Yin Jian is not far away, Xiang Nan doesn't want to take risks.

After all, the reason why he chose this world was because of Xilaile's medical skills. If he couldn't get it, or if he got it incompletely, then his hard work was in vain.

In Ah Q's mind, for a scoundrel like Meng Qinghe who died of a sudden illness in a muddle-headed way, it would really be a bit of an advantage to him. It's better to wait until Ge Ge's illness is cured, and borrow the prince's knife to deal with Meng Qinghe.

He colluded with the government, bullied the market, manufactured and sold counterfeit products. Once these crimes were confirmed, it would not be too much to punish him for ransacking his home and beheading him. That is the true punishment of evil and promotion of good.

...

Thinking of this, Xiang Nan sighed.

"Boss Meng, I'll cut your pulse for you to see if I can cure it." Then he cut Meng Qinghe's pulse, "Oh, your pulse is not right, it looks like internal poisoning is onset. With all due respect, this I can't cure the disease."

Although he couldn't put Meng Qinghe to death on purpose, refusing to treat him was not a violation of medical ethics.

"Ah?! Don't you claim to be a miracle doctor? Such a small sore can't be cured?" Meng Qing said angrily when he heard it.

"Boss Meng, you run a pharmacy, and there must be a doctor in the store." Xiang Nan smiled slightly, "If it's just a small sore, you can take care of it in your own store, so why come to me?"

"..." Meng Qinghe was speechless.

There are indeed several doctors in his pharmacy, and it is true that he consulted them first when his small sore first broke out. But they used decoctions, pills, patches, and ointments, both internally and externally, but nothing worked, so he came to Yixiaotang for medical treatment.

Therefore, he knew that the small sores he got were definitely not "so small", but very severe and difficult to cure snakehead sores.

"It's just a small sore, Xi Langzhong, don't make it so serious, just help me cure it." Meng Qinghe said cheekily.

"Boss Meng, this is not a small sore. You run a medicine store and often come into contact with medicine. The so-called medicine is three-point poisonous. Not to mention, you also manufacture and sell counterfeit medicines, which are more toxic.

Over time, these poisons penetrate your body through your eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and stagnate in your internal organs. From the inside to the outside, your fingers have such a big sore.

So your disease, which seems to be just a small sore, is actually rooted in the viscera. "Xiang Nan explained.

He inherited Ji Xiaolan's eloquence and is familiar with medical principles, so he speaks clearly and clearly. Meng Qinghe had a guilty conscience in the first place, so he believed him 70% to 80% immediately.

But his mouth was still stubborn, "Hey, who manufactures and sells counterfeit goods, I am a serious businessman."

"Bah!" Defu was watching, and when he heard what Meng Qinghe said, he immediately spat, "You are still a serious businessman?! You sold fake bezoar last year, which killed three people."

"Don't spout blood, what evidence do you have?" Meng Qinghe said at the top of his voice, the government didn't even deal with him, and he was afraid of a fellow.

"Defu, shut up~" Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at him and said, quarreling with this kind of shameless person who is as shameless as a city wall is futile, "Boss Meng, please go back, I really can't cure your disease."

"Don't tell me, Xi Langzhong, I beg you, I beg you, can't you do it? You have to save my life." Meng Qing immediately lay down on the table and said sternly.

"Hey, by the way, you said that there is no cure, that is to say, there is still a possibility of treatment?" He suddenly raised his head and said.

"If there is a way, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it." Xiang Nan sighed.

"You say, you say, as long as it can save my life, I will agree to any method." Meng Qinghe said immediately.

"Hey, it's not me you should be asking for, but yourself." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "I have only one solution, don't go to the medicine shop again."

"Ah?! Then what about my business?" Meng Qing asked in surprise.

"The poison in your body is already very deep. If you go to a medicine store again, the poison will accumulate and your illness will become more serious." Xiang Nan explained, "So if you want to survive, at least within half a year, you should stop drinking it. Go to a pharmacy. Meditate and recuperate at home, so you can survive for a few more years. Otherwise, within half a year, you may be in danger of life. I'm done here, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

Meng Qinghe's complexion changed, he didn't know whether he should trust Xiang Nan or not.

If he didn't go to the medicine shop to guard it, but only sent someone to take care of it, his subordinates would inevitably steal and fill their own pockets. He himself is a villain, so he naturally knows the evil of human nature.

But if he went to the drug store to guard, he would only have half a year to live. At that time, if he dies, he will not be able to take away his wealth. His wife and children are still young, so he doesn't know who will be cheaper in the future.

"Hmph, you can't cure even a small sore, and you are called a miracle doctor. If you don't cure it, I'll find someone else to treat it." Meng Qinghe immediately turned his face and cursed, and walked away with his dog legs.

Although Xiang Nan knows that he is a wolf cub, his bad habits are hard to change, and he is ruthless. But seeing that he begged his grandpa to sue his grandma just now, he wished he could kneel down to himself, and when he made it clear that his illness could not be cured, he would immediately turn his face and be ruthless.

"This bastard!" Xiang Nan couldn't help cursing.

"Hey, you haven't paid your bill yet?" Telford called.

Meng Qinghe pretended not to hear, and left in a hurry without stopping.

...

"Master, Meng Qinghe's sore is really hard to cure?" Defu asked curiously when he came back later.

"Oh, it's not curable." Xiang Nan waved his hands.

In fact, the sore on Meng Qinghe's hand can be cured, but it is not easy to cure.

People with good medical skills can cure their illnesses as soon as they take the medicine. People with rough medical skills may not be able to manage things even if they spend hundreds of catties of medicine.

As for the Chinese medicine practitioners in the world, it is no exaggeration to say that there are few clever ones and many misunderstood ones. Even the majestic imperial physician Wang Tianhe, who claims to be the best in the world in medical skills, is actually no more than mediocre.

Otherwise, Empress Dowager Cixi would not have asked Xilaile to enter the palace several times to treat herself, concubines, and ministers.

Xiang Nan deliberately said that it was not curable, just to scare Meng Qinghe. At that time, he would be worried about his life and safety, and he would definitely seek medical advice everywhere, and he would be in constant fear.

This way, there will be fewer unethical things to do.