Old Master Zhong looked like this, which not only didn't make Wang Xiaoqiang feel embarrassed, but also relieved him because he was most afraid of being watched when he was performing his duties, especially by patients.
Just now, Zhong Ping had already listed Old Master Zhong's ailnts, which Wang Xiaoqiang rembered. Old Master Zhong was angry and certainly wouldn't cooperate with the treatnt. Therefore, Wang Xiaoqiang could only use the Qi Guiding Technique now to channel Spiritual Energy into his body. Based on Zhong Ping's description of Old Master Zhong's illness, Wang Xiaoqiang carefully chose to use the Spiritual Energy. First, he channeled the vibrant Wood Elent Spiritual Qi into the old man's skull to treat his brain atrophy. Brain atrophy, simply put, is the decline and death of brain cells. Why don't young people get this disease? It's because their bodies are filled with vitality. Older people, especially those over sixty-five, are prone to this disease because there isn't much vitality left in their bodies. Given this, the vibrant Wood Elent Spiritual Qi was the perfect choice for treating brain atrophy.
Similarly, the vibrant Wood Elent Spiritual Qi could also treat the old man's heart disease, a point that had been proven in Tang Mingyuan's case.
Then, Wang Xiaoqiang used Earth Elent Spiritual Qi to treat the old man's diabetes. To put it simply, diabetes is when the body cannot fully absorb sugars, resulting in high blood sugar. In traditional Chinese dicine, this would be considered an endocrine disorder, and indeed, in contemporary hospitals, diabetes is classified under endocrinology. In the endocrine system, the spleen is responsible for tabolism; too much sugar in the body ans that the spleen's tabolic function is out of order. Ultimately, the problem lies with the spleen. Corresponding to the "Earth" aspect in the Five Elents, using Earth Elent Spiritual Qi to treat diabetes should be effective.
Then, Wang Xiaoqiang also used Fire Elent Spiritual Energy to treat the old man's high blood pressure.
In traditional Chinese dicine theory, the formation of high blood pressure is due to a disorder of the body's Qi and blood. In patients with high blood pressure, their Qi and blood behave like a mischievous child, running around chaotically. When it should return 'ho', it doesn't, and when it shouldn't, it insists on doing so; of course, this so-called 'ho' refers to the 'heart'.
The heart governs blood; all the Qi and blood in the body depend on the heart as the powerhouse. Disruption, imbalance, deficiency, disorder, and excess of Qi and blood are all related to the heart.
Therefore, the heart must also be unhealthy in patients with high blood pressure. Heart diseases often present symptoms of high blood pressure; the two are closely related. Therefore, treating high blood pressure requires starting from the heart. In the Five Elents, the 'Fire' corresponds to the heart, so using Fire Elent Spiritual Energy to treat high blood pressure couldn't be more appropriate.
Because Old Master Zhong had many ailnts and because Wang Xiaoqiang was using the Qi guiding technique to treat him, this treatnt exhausted him greatly and also consud a lot of Spiritual Energy. If it weren't for Sister Ping's father, he wouldn't have made such a large investnt.
During Wang Xiaoqiang's treatnt, Old Master Zhong comfortably fell asleep.
Seeing that the old man had fallen asleep, Wang Xiaoqiang felt relieved, then pulled open the door and walked out of the ward.
Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang walking out in a sweat, Zhong Ping knew this treatnt had taken much effort, and she couldn't help feeling worried. She imdiately went up and took Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, "Little Qiang, are you alright?"
"Sister Ping, I'm as sturdy as an ox, what could be wrong with ?…" Wang Xiaoqiang shook his head lightly. Although the treatnt had exhausted him greatly, the four Spiritual Springs within his body couldn't be compared to before. At this mont, Spiritual Energy continued to emanate from his forehead, nourishing his brain and allowing Wang Xiaoqiang to quickly recover his Vital Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
"You've worked hard, Little Qiang," Zhong Ping's voice was sowhat choked up.
"Really, it's fine, Sister Ping, please don't be like this. It makes feel bad too," Wang Xiaoqiang patted Zhong Ping's plump shoulder, feeling her shoulder tremble with each pat.
"Alright, Sister Ping, the old man is asleep now. This treatnt should be effective. If there are any issues in the future, just tell , and I will definitely co back to see Old Master Zhong…"
Zhong Ping dabbed at her tears and nodded happily. Just then, her cell phone rang. She pulled it out and saw that it was a call from the police station.
Zhong Ping's face brightened, and she imdiately answered the call.
"Hello, Ms. Zhong, good day. I'm from the city police departnt. The theft case has been solved, and all the stolen items have been recovered. You can co and collect your belongings now…"
"Uh, okay, I'll be right over…" Zhong Ping said happily.
"Ms. Zhong, there's another matter I regret to inform you about. When we originally investigated the cri scene, the snuff bottle you reported as missing was also found, but unfortunately, it was damaged by the thief…"
"Uh…" Upon hearing this, Zhong Ping was montarily stunned. However, given her composure, she naturally wouldn't lash out at the caller, but simply said, "No problem, I'll be right over."
"Sister Ping, you've been busy all day. Let go get it for you…" Wang Xiaoqiang said. "Besides, Old Master Zhong also needs soone here,"
Zhong Ping was indeed tired that day, emotionally more than physically, so seeing Wang Xiaoqiang say this, she nodded, "Alright, Little Qiang, be careful on the road…"
Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and left.
Zhong Ping called the police station back, informing them that Wang Xiaoqiang would collect the items on her behalf.
Wang Xiaoqiang arrived at the city police departnt, collected Zhong Ping's lost items, and indeed found a damaged snuff bottle among them. Despite the piece being broken, the police still apologized and handed over the snuff bottle along with the broken piece to Wang Xiaoqiang.
Wang Xiaoqiang didn't say much, took the items, and left. Back in his Humvee, after driving away from the police station, Wang Xiaoqiang pulled over, then took out the damaged snuff bottle and repaired it using Earth Elent Spiritual Qi, reattaching the broken piece until the snuff bottle appeared as good as new, showing no signs of damage.
"Ha, this little thing really does look nice, no wonder it's worth over a million," Wang Xiaoqiang manipulated the snuff bottle in his hand for a mont, but since he had no interest in collecting, he put it back in the bag and then drove back to the hospital.
Back at the hospital, he showed the retrieved items to Zhong Ping. Seeing the snuff bottle in perfect condition, Zhong Ping curiously said, "Huh? Didn't the police say the snuff bottle was broken? Were they joking with ?"
"Sister Ping, do you think the police would joke with you?" Wang Xiaoqiang countered.
"Then where did this snuff bottle co from? It couldn't be you…"
"Sister Ping, actually, this is still that sa snuff bottle, I just repaired it..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Repaired it?" Zhong Ping said in surprise, "You have that skill? That seems unlikely..."
"Sister Ping, I know you can't believe it, but it is true. As for how it was repaired, that's not sothing you need to worry about. What you need to do now is to take this snuff bottle and use it to cheer up the old master..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
Although Zhong Ping was amazed, she was not a young girl after all; seeing Wang Xiaoqiang talk like this, she naturally did not delve deeper and smiled happily at his words, "Xiaoqiang, good brother, you are indeed my benefactor!"
"Sister Ping, don't you know I co from a peasant family? How co I'm noble now..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Pfft, you little rascal, why are you splitting hairs... I just ant that you brought good luck to your sister..." Zhong Ping teased Wang Xiaoqiang with a flirty glance, then took the snuff bottle and went into the sickroom.
Soon, the sickroom was filled with the happy laughter of Old Master Zhong, along with Zhong Ping's screams, "Ah, Dad, you, you can get out of bed..."
Wang Xiaoqiang, hearing this, guessed that his "treatnt" for Old Master Zhong had taken effect. The Old Master, overjoyed at seeing the snuff bottle, forgot about his illness and got out of bed. However, due to the effective treatnt, the frail old master had no issues after getting up.
Wang Xiaoqiang's guess proved correct. Overjoyed, Zhong Ping imdiately called Wang Xiaoqiang into the sickroom, "Xiaoqiang, you're amazing. The Old Master has been too weak to get out of bed for days, and now, thanks to your treatnt, he's up and about like he's not even sick..."
"Uh..." Old Master Zhong looked slightly startled as he gazed at Wang Xiaoqiang, "Little Ping, are you saying this young man cured my illness?"
"Yes, Dad, let introduce him," Zhong Ping introduced Wang Xiaoqiang, "His na is Wang Xiaoqiang, he's like a younger brother to . Don't let his young age fool you, he's done big things. He has his own company, and he cooperates with foreign companies. Of course, he can also treat illnesses with Qigong..."
"Uh, why have I never heard you ntion him before..." Old Master Zhong said, extending his hand to Wang Xiaoqiang eagerly, "Wang Xiaoqiang, that's a plain na, much like mine. I'm called Zhong Xiaobing... hehe..."
Seeing the old man reach out, Wang Xiaoqiang imdiately extended both hands to shake his, "Good to et you, Old Master..."
"Dad, those two orchids I bought for you last ti were actually grown by Xiaoqiang..." Zhong Ping intentionally bragged about Wang Xiaoqiang in front of her father.
"Oh? Xiaoqiang, where did you get those two orchids from..." the old master was greatly surprised.
Wang Xiaoqiang replied nonchalantly, "I dug them up from the mountain."
"Then that mountain must be a treasure trove. Hey, Xiaoqiang, how about we go dig for orchids together tomorrow..." Old Master Zhong said like a child.
"That sounds great, but Old Master, although there are many orchids on that mountain, the rare and valuable ones are extrely rare; it might take years to find even one..."
"Uh... I see..." the old master sounded a bit disappointed. However, after being treated by Wang Xiaoqiang's therapy and able to walk around, and seeing that his body seed strong and his Vital Essence, Qi, and Spirit were satisfied, he then had a new idea, "Xiaoqiang, how about we go to the auction tomorrow to see if there are any interesting items, okay?"
"Dad, you're free, but Xiaoqiang might be busy, he can't accompany you, I'll go with you instead..." Zhong Ping knew that ever since her father suffered from brain atrophy, his thinking had beco more childlike. Whatever he thought of, he would do impulsively and never listen to reason.
"Uh, no problem, I'm free tomorrow..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Tsk, Xiaoqiang just said he's free, how can you say he's busy? Are you just trying to contradict ?" the old master got annoyed.
"Alright, alright, let Xiaoqiang accompany you tomorrow..." Zhong Ping had to persuade him like coaxing a child.
For the ti being, Old Master Zhong still stayed in the hospital. Zhong Ping hired professional dical staff to take care of him around the clock, so she did not need to stay the night, and thus she went ho with Wang Xiaoqiang.
Zhong Ping rode in Wang Xiaoqiang's car. On the way, she kept looking at Wang Xiaoqiang with eager eyes, just like a girl experiencing her first crush. Wang Xiaoqiang felt his heart pounding nervously...
They arrived at the villa. Zhong Ping personally prepared a bath for Wang Xiaoqiang, telling him to go ahead and bathe. After Wang Xiaoqiang had finished bathing and was just about to go to sleep, Zhong Ping stopped him, "Xiaoqiang, wait, co chat with for a while..."
Wang Xiaoqiang nodded sowhat guiltily, fearing that the conversation would lead to more "programs."
After her bath, Zhong Ping ca out wearing a bathrobe. Under the light, although her voluptuous body was wrapped in a large bathrobe, her plump and fair long legs were mostly exposed; she approached Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "Sister will help you massage a bit more, okay?"
"Sister Ping, you don't have to, it's getting late..." Wang Xiaoqiang recalled the embarrassing mont when Zhong Ping had massaged his bones last ti, and he couldn't help but blush, "Besides, you've had a long day, you must be tired..."
"How about you give a massage then..." Zhong Ping said and without further ado, climbed onto the couch.
"Sister Ping, I, I don't know how..." Wang Xiaoqiang stamred nervously, to be honest, the scent of her body was quite tempting, let alone touching her, he was afraid he couldn't control himself.
"It's okay if you don't know how to massage, just pinch the shoulders, pound the back, you can do that, right..." Zhong Ping's voice was languid, and she turned her beautiful face towards him, her eyes fixed on Wang Xiaoqiang with intense anticipation. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote and support it at qidian. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.)
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