Siheyuan: The Days of Happy Life

In the car, Director Yang looked anxious and kept urging the driver to drive faster.

Director Yang didn't say anything, so Li Guoqiang didn't ask any more questions.

This is the first time Li Guoqiang has made a small car from the 1960s.

It feels much worse than in the 21st century.

There was a lot of banging and banging on the road. If Li Guoqiang hadn't been in good health, most people would have been knocked to pieces.

Li Guoqiang feels uncomfortable riding a bicycle by himself.

The cars of this era are not even remotely inferior to the cars of the 21st century, and their shock-proof facilities are extremely poor.

About ten minutes later, the car drove outside a compound in Sijiu City.

Li Guoqiang looked inside through the glass and discovered that this was actually the Pingtian Courtyard.

This reminded Li Guoqiang of the old lady whose bag was robbed by a thief last time. She seemed to live in the second building of Pingtian Courtyard.

There was a security check outside the Pingtian compound, and after seeing a familiar license plate, vehicles were allowed to enter.

To Li Guoqiang's surprise, the car happened to stop at the second building.

"Guoqiang, this time it's up to you. You have to use all your abilities!" Director Yang said.

Then he and Li Guoqiang pushed open the door and walked in.

The decoration inside the villa is not so magnificent and is more classical.

Following the guidance of Director Yang, Li Guoqiang arrived at a room on the second floor.

I saw an old lady guarding a middle-aged man in the room.

The middle-aged man was wearing an oxygen mask and seemed to have difficulty breathing.

"Boss, I brought the people!" Director Yang said.

From what Director Yang said, the person on this bed must have a much higher status than Director Yang.

Li Guoqiang looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed.

The middle-aged man is probably under fifty years old and has a serious face.

The old woman guarding him also looked haggard.

When Li Guoqiang saw the old woman turning around, he was shocked. Isn't this the same old woman he met in the park last time?

"Is that you, young man?" The old woman also recognized Li Guoqiang at a glance and was very surprised.

The middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed also took off his oxygen mask.

"Director Yang, are you sure he can do it?" The middle-aged man asked in disbelief when he saw Li Guoqiang's age.

I went to many high-end hospitals and invited famous experts to see my illness, but nothing was cured.

Looking at this young man at such an age, would he be able to do anything about his illness?

"Boss, Guoqiang saved my life. I believe in his medical skills, maybe he can really cure me." Director Yang said kind words for Li Guoqiang.

Since Western medicine has no solution, we have to use traditional Chinese medicine passed down from our ancestors.

Maybe it will work wonders.

"Let him try! Maybe it can work! This young man really has a few tricks up his sleeve." The old woman also said good things to Li Guoqiang.

Her son's illness only occurs from time to time.

But once an attack occurs, you will have chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing.

I went into shock several times and almost didn't survive. Recently, the frequency of attacks has become more and more frequent.

So I can only hope that Li Guoqiang can be treated.

The last time we met in the park, the old lady was in a hurry to deliver medicine to her son.

And unfortunately, the medicine happened to be in the bag. So the old lady tried her best to chase it. If the medicine was lost, her son's life might be lost.

I saw the old lady saying this.

The middle-aged man could only nod. Now he can only treat a living horse as a dead horse.

Anyway, the treatment was not good, and he felt that he did not have much time left.

Then the old lady and Factory Manager Yang left.

"Guoqiang, it's up to you. If you can cure the leader's disease, you will be great!" Director Yang patted Li Guoqiang on the shoulder and left.

After the two people left, Li Guoqiang began to check the leader's illness.

Factory Director Yang didn't say what the leader did, so Li Guoqiang naturally didn't ask any more questions.

If you ask too many questions, you may get into trouble.

After careful observation, Li Guoqiang discovered that leadership symptoms also appeared in the heart.

"Leader, you have left heart failure, which makes it difficult for the ventricle to pump blood out, leading to poor blood circulation and pulmonary congestion. The main problem is not the lungs, but the heart!"

Li Guoqiang affirmed.

The leader's eyes widened immediately after saying this.

It seems that this kid really has a problem. I just don’t know if his condition can be cured. Who can’t talk about it? It’s better to see the curative effect.

"Are you sure it will be cured?" the leader asked.

If Li Guoqiang hadn't improved his medical skills to a great level, he probably wouldn't have been able to cure such a serious illness. But now he has a great level of medical skills.

I am still very confident about this disease.

"I will try my best!" Li Guoqiang responded.

This made the leader smile slightly, thinking that he was bragging.

His illness is maintained with medication, and it is almost impossible to recover.

Therefore, the leader did not take Li Guoqiang's words too seriously.

"Cough cough"

After speaking, the leader quickly put on the oxygen mask and felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

Li Guoqiang also saw the disbelief in the leader's eyes, but he didn't pay much attention.

After all, Director Yang invited him here because he believed in his medical skills. This disease must be cured and he must be cured.

In the future, with Director Yang as the line, Li Guoqiang’s future will basically not need to be considered.

Even if Deputy Director Li becomes the top leader in the future, he can guarantee that everything will be safe and sound. And it will be extremely nourishing.

Then Li Guoqiang took out the silver needle and asked the leader to take off his shirt.

According to the records of traditional Chinese medicine handbooks, twenty-four methods of Tianming acupuncture must be used for this disease.

Twelve needles are placed on the chest, six needles are placed on the top of the head, and six needles are placed on the soles of the feet.

This can quickly restore blood throughout the body and reactivate the failing left atrium.

As long as the left and right atria are normal and the congestion in the lungs is eliminated, the disease can be cured.

The silver needles fell one after another, and the stinging feeling made the leader frown, but he also felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

After a while, the leader felt that his whole body began to become hot, his breathing became short of breath, and his heart beat extremely violently.

"Wow--"

The next moment, the leader felt his throat swelling, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After landing, it turned black.

After spitting out the congestion, the leader immediately felt much better and his breathing became much easier.

He looked at Li Guoqiang with an extremely grateful look in his eyes.

At first I thought this guy was just a charlatan who only knew how to deceive people.

Unexpectedly, it actually happened twice.

"This is congestion, it will be better if it is drained out!" Li Guoqiang explained.

"Well, I underestimated you." The leader responded.

About half an hour later, after the leader vomited out another mouthful of blood, Li Guoqiang slowly retracted the injection.

At this moment, the leader no longer uses oxygen masks at all, nor does he speak hastily.

"I really didn't realize that you have such powerful medical skills at such a young age. Who did you learn it from?" the leader asked curiously.

"I learned it from my grandpa when I was a kid," Li Guoqiang said, still using the same rhetoric.

"It's not easy! Your grandfather's medical skills must have been even better back then." The leader sincerely praised him.

"Boss, your disease is only half cured now. You will need another injection in half a month, and you will probably be cured!" Li Guoqiang responded.

He can be cured with just one acupuncture, which Li Guoqiang cannot do now.

"good!"

As long as it's good, don't say it twice, even if the leader is willing to do it eight times out of ten.

Hearing the conversation between the two people inside the house, the two people outside opened the door and walked in.

"Xiaohui, are you okay?" The old woman stepped forward and asked anxiously.

The old woman was shocked when she saw the blood on the ground.

But seeing that my son's face is rosy and his breathing is stable, there shouldn't be any problem.

"Mom, I'm fine, much better!"

After speaking, the leader looked at Director Yang again and said, "Director Yang, this young man, your medical skills are indeed amazing. We have found a treasure!"

Director Yang originally brought Li Guoqiang to see the doctor with the intention of giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, it would only take less than an hour.

Li Guoqiang actually made his leader's condition improve, even he didn't expect it.

"Yes! The traditional Chinese medicine passed down by our ancestors is reliable. Guoqiang, you are so amazing." Director Yang also praised from the bottom of his heart.

If anything goes wrong in the future, the first person Director Yang thinks of will definitely be Li Guoqiang.

This guy seems to have no disease that he can't treat.

"Boss, Director Yang, you are overly generous. I am just trying my best." Li Guoqiang said modestly.

It made the two of them chuckle happily.