Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 69 Miraculous Treatment

Ye Changqing was also a little surprised when he saw Xiao Qingfeng.

He had to suspect that this guy was the culprit. It was such a coincidence that Wang Beishan refused to sell Fengnian Group's medicines.

This guy showed up here.

I know today's issues are not easy to resolve.

When Xiao Qingfeng saw Zhao Qiuyan, his eyes lit up. Her pretty face, as cold as an iceberg, looked even more charming with the wine-red shirt.

The more I watch, the happier I am.

He has played with many beauties and met even more, most of whom are vulgar.

Only Zhao Qiuyan's cold, proud and unworldly temperament intoxicated him.

But until now, it can only be viewed from a distance.

This made him even more eager.

Zhao Qiuyan saw Xiao Qingfeng staring at her intently, feeling a little embarrassed: "Xiao Qingfeng, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Xiao Qingfeng woke up from his trance: "Oh, Mr. Wang doesn't understand many things about his work, so he asked for my advice.

I will guide the work.”

He spoke in a very arrogant tone, as if he was Wang Beishan's boss.

A trace of worry appeared on Zhao Qiuyan's pretty face, as if Xiao Qingfeng was hinting at something.

She could only pretend not to know and turned to greet Wang Beishan: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry for disturbing you so unexpectedly today."

Wang Xiangbei smiled and said, “I have always wanted to meet the legendary number one beautiful CEO.

I finally got to see him today." Wang Beishan is in his fifties, with double eyelids, big eyes, short hair, and a very energetic look.

It was fine when he didn't smile, but when he smiled, his mouth became a little crooked. He seemed to realize that his expression was wrong and tried hard to control his muscles, and the muscles in his mouth twitched a few times.

His smile became even more distorted.

Zhao Qiuyan was startled and wanted to ask if there was anything wrong with his body, but she felt it was too abrupt since it was their first meeting.

I could only pretend not to see it and told him the purpose of my visit: "Mr. Wang, we have cooperated for so many years, why do you suddenly stop selling our company's products?"

Wang Xiangbei coughed and said, "Traditional Chinese Medicine...is too unscientific. Things like metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, yin deficiency, and yang deficiency are all feudal superstitions.

There are also medicines made from grass roots and tree barks.

Can it cure diseases? "

Zhao Qiuyan was caught off guard and was stumped by the question. She didn't know what to say, and then Ye Changqing next to her spoke up, "Boss Wang, why don't you seek treatment for your facial paralysis?"

The longer the delay, the harder it will be to cure it completely.”

Wang Beishan glanced at Ye Changqing and asked Zhao Qiuyan, "Who is this?"

Zhao Qiuyan smiled and said, "This is my driver."

Wang Beishan's face immediately darkened: "What do you, a driver, know? This is not called facial paralysis, this is called facial neuritis or facial nerve spasm.

I've been in treatment.

But this disease cannot be cured in a day or two."

Xiao Qingfeng said from the side: "Boss Wang, that's not necessarily true.

I know he knows some Chinese medicine, maybe he can cure your illness.

And it's cured immediately." He knew that facial neuritis was extremely difficult to cure, so he deliberately gave Ye Changqing a difficult time.

Make Ye Changqing embarrassed.

Wang Beishan was a little surprised when he heard Xiao Qingfeng say this: "Really?

Forgive my ignorance, but can Chinese medicine really treat facial neuritis?"

Ye Changqing nodded: "Yes, and the effect is very fast, just like Xiao Qingfeng said.

After treatment, he recovered immediately.”

Xiao Qingfeng didn't expect that Ye Changqing would still brag. The last time Ye Changqing was in the hospital, he cured the patient. He felt that there was an element of luck.

This time is different from the last time. It has been a month since the treatment.

None of them were cured, as Chinese medicine is slow to take effect.

He didn't believe that Chinese medicine was so effective. "Boss Wang, why don't you let him try?

If he fails, it will just prove that Traditional Chinese Medicine is feudal superstition. From now on, your chain pharmacy will completely remove Chinese medicine from the shelves."

Wang Xiangbei was worrying about how to get rid of Zhao Qiuyan, and this was a good excuse.

Looking at Ye Changqing, he asked, "Are you sure you will recover immediately after treatment?"

Ye Changqing nodded: "I'm sure, half an hour will make you return to normal."

Xiao Qingfeng curled his lips beside him.

The biggest characteristic of traditional Chinese medicine is that it takes a long time to take effect. Ye Changqing actually dared to say such a thing.

He glanced at his watch and said with a smile, "It's nine o'clock now. We'll see at half past nine."

Zhao Qiuyan couldn't bear it any longer. Traditional Chinese medicine treatment required boiling the medicine, which would take half an hour. Xiao Qingfeng was being too harsh.

I couldn't help but say, "The medicine should be prepared, let's start calculating the time."

Xiao Qingfeng smiled and said: "

Let’s be frank, Mr. Wang doesn’t believe in Chinese medicine at all, and letting him waste half an hour is already the maximum he can afford.

If that doesn’t work, forget it.”

Zhao Qiuyan knew that he could not buy time. He looked at Ye Changqing with a worried look on his face: "What if there is no time to make medicine?"

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "It's just to treat a minor facial paralysis, what kind of medicine do you need to boil?

No need to boil medicine!

Half an hour is more than enough!"

Zhao Qiuyan was surprised when she heard this: "How can we cure the disease without making medicine?"

Wang Beishan, standing next to her, was even more surprised than her. Just now, he had thought there was a one percent chance of recovery. Now, he had completely given up hope.

He wanted to see what kind of farce this driver was up to.

Beside him, Xiao Qingfeng sneered.

A good cook cannot cook without rice, and a good doctor cannot heal without medicine.

He crossed his arms and waited for the joke to happen.

Ye Changqing saw the reactions of the three people, but he remained calm: "Find a hot pot, add water and heat it up.

Ask the cleaners to go to the green belt to sweep up some fallen leaves, and try to find those that are rotten.

Don’t take the good leaves.”

Rotten leaves?

hot pot?

Zhao Qiuyan was the first one who couldn't stand it any longer: "Changqing, you...you use these to treat facial paralysis?

Isn’t it too…” She wanted to say it was too frivolous, but considering Ye Changqing’s face, she didn’t say it after all.

Wang Beishan felt like he was watching a farce, and said jokingly, "Okay, I'll tell someone to prepare it right away."

After saying that, he called the secretary and gave the order.

Ten minutes later, a cleaner brought a garbage bag of rotten leaves.

There is also an electric hot pot stove.

Ye Changqing filled a pot with water, turned on the fire, picked out some relatively rotten leaves, and put them into the pot.

Zhao Qiuyan's pretty face became uglier and uglier. She boiled rotten leaves, but even if she fed it to a dog, the dog wouldn't drink it, let alone let Wang Beishan drink it.

She didn't know how it would end.

Xiao Qingfeng looked at Ye Changqing as if he were a fool, and couldn't help but say, "Traditional Chinese medicine is not only feudal and superstitious, but also ignorant and stupid.

Using these rotten leaves to make medicine is not curing the disease, it is killing people!"

Wang Beishan's face turned pale at this time as he watched the rotten leaves cooking in the boiling water.

He wanted to vomit, he couldn't stand it anymore: "I shouldn't have let you mess around.

I will never drink this medicine, throw it away immediately."

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "This medicine is not for you to drink."

Wang Beishan frowned: "If the medicine is not to be drunk, what is the point?

Do you want me to smell it?"

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Yes, I'll let you smell it. Smell it for fifteen minutes and your illness will be cured."