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Chapter 70: Turning Decay into Magic

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Wang Beishan's expression relaxed a little, as long as he was not allowed to drink.

But looking at the black water bubbling in the hot pot.

Steam was rising from above.

He had a look of disgust on his face. His disease was called facial neuritis, not something like sinusitis.

She didn't believe that smelling it could cure illness: "Forget it, I've never heard of smelling it being able to cure illness. That's ridiculous."

Beside him, Xiao Qingfeng intended to embarrass Ye Changqing and persuaded him with a smile: "Boss Wang, give him a chance.

Even if the disease cannot be cured, it will make people give up hope."

He winked at Wang Beishan while speaking. Wang Beishan nodded: "Okay, just treat it as killing time."

As he spoke, he put his head above the pot.

Use your nose to smell the smell of rotting leaves cooking in the hot pot.

But the taste is not strong.

But the hot pot was steaming, and his whole face appeared above the steam.

He raised his head suddenly: "No, it's too hot."

Ye Changqing said on the side: "This is the only chance to recover, otherwise you will end up with a root cause of the disease after taking medicine.

The mouth is crooked and the eyes are slanted.

It's up to you. "

Crooked mouth and slanted eyes?

Wang Beishan saw that Ye Changqing looked serious and didn't seem to be joking.

He was terrified. He couldn't believe he would have to spend the rest of his life with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes. How could he face people?

I put my face over the hot pot again and smelled the steam.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Xiao Qingfeng was sitting on the sofa next to him, looking at Ye Changqing coldly.

I almost laughed out loud.

Smell the odor of boiling rotting leaves.

Can it cure diseases?

That's fucking bullshit!

After only half an hour, Ye Changqing was embarrassed.

Zhao Qiuyan frowned and looked at Ye Changqing worriedly. She knew that Ye Changqing was an excellent doctor.

This time the treatment method was too bizarre.

She also lost her confidence. Wang Beishan's face was covered in sweat from the steam, and the burning sensation was unbearable.

I want to interrupt the smell treatment.

He thought it would only take about ten minutes, so he held back.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Only one minute left.

Xiao Qingfeng couldn't wait any longer: "Boss Wang, that's enough, it's time."

Wang Beishan was sweating profusely from the steam. He found a towel and wiped the sweat off his face while complaining, "What the hell is this?

It’s so hot.”

Xiao Qingfeng stood up without even looking at Wang Beishan's condition, because he knew that this treatment was just a joke.

There will be no effect at all. He walked up to Ye Changqing and said with disdain: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Wang has been smelling the smell of rotten leaves for fifteen minutes. It's useless.

What else do you have to say now?

Ye Changqing, you have to recognize your own identity. You are just a driver, a lousy driver.

You still think you are a real doctor.

Don't you think it's ridiculous? "

Ye Changqing acted as if he didn't hear anything. He just stared at the expression on Wang Beishan's face without blinking.

Wang Beishan wiped his face clean, threw the towel on the desk, and glared at Ye Changqing: "What the hell.

I never believe in Chinese medicine.

Only traditional Chinese medicine can come up with such a strange and bizarre treatment method using the leaves of these broken trees.

Why don’t you give me incense ash and talisman water?

It's pure feudal superstition!

You're treating me like a fool, making me sweat profusely. Do you really think I have nothing to do?

Mr. Zhao, cooperation is impossible!

Go back!"

Zhao Qiuyan sighed. As expected, she knew this method wouldn't cure the disease. "Changqing, stop looking. Let's go."

Ye Changqing's eyes were still fixed on Wang Beishan. When he heard Zhao Qiuyan calling him, his expression remained unchanged: "Who said there is no effect?

Mr. Wang now speaks with a natural expression, and his eyes and mouth are no longer crooked.

Healed! "

……

Everyone in the room looked at Ye Changqing with surprised expressions.

It's as shocking as seeing someone in the countryside pointing at wheat and calling it leeks.

Under the strange gazes of the three people, Ye Changqing took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, and said to Wang Beishan's face: "Look for yourself!"

Wang Beishan subconsciously looked at his phone and saw his image.

He tried to smile.

When he saw the image with natural expression on the phone.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he made a crying face. His facial expression became natural and symmetrical, and the uncontrollable twitching of his facial muscles disappeared.

He looked at the result in shock: "Okay?

How could it get better?

Why is it good?

I just smelled it, how could it be better?"

Xiao Qingshan's face next to him gradually became ugly, and he carefully observed Wang Beishan's expression.

The expression is indeed natural. But...

He couldn't figure it out.

Why can facial neuritis be cured by smelling the scent of boiled, rotten leaves?

Zhao Qiuyan's pretty face was full of surprise.

She knew that Ye Changqing was an excellent doctor, but using rotten leaves to treat illnesses was too outrageous.

There was a curious expression in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Ye Changqing.

Looking forward to Ye Changqing’s answer.

Ye Changqing said to Wang Beishan calmly, "I can give you the answer.

Actually, I was just joking when I said that smelling can cure diseases.

The cause of facial paralysis is that after sweating, the pores open and cool air enters the body.

The real reason for curing the disease is the boiling steam, which opens the pores and eliminates wind evil.

In traditional Chinese medicine, this treatment method is called fumigation." Wang Beishan suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's how it is.

I never thought that Chinese medicine is so magical. It does not require any medicine or injections.

Just using some rotten leaves, it healed instantly, it was like turning decay into something magical."

Ye Changqing said calmly: "Traditional Chinese Medicine has many ways to treat diseases, and this little trick is just a drop in the ocean.

Do you believe in Chinese medicine now?"

Wang Beishan's face was a little embarrassed. He was a living example, and it was impossible not to believe it: "I believe it!

And I admire it very much.

Mr. Ye, let's add each other's contact information. I'll inevitably have to trouble you if I have any headaches or fevers in the future."

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "I'm sorry, my friend list is full.

If you have any questions, please go to Zhao Qiuyan."

Wang Beishan was a little disappointed. He finally met a doctor who convinced him, but was rejected.

Xiao Qingshan didn't expect things to turn out like this, and prepared many words to humiliate Ye Changqing.

Not a word was uttered.

It took a lot of effort to convince Wang Beishan to refuse cooperation with Fengnian Group.

Seeing that Ye Changqing's few words had turned the situation around.

He couldn't bear it any longer: "Ye Changqing, what do you mean?

Mr. Wang wants to be your friend, and you refuse?

Do you look down on Mr. Wang?"

Ye Changqing shook his head slightly. Not to mention Wang Beishan, all the people who came to him for treatment before were big shots. Liu Hengyu spent 50 million to cure his illness.

I wanted to add him as a friend, but he didn't agree.

Wang Beishan is even less qualified.

But today, due to Zhao Qiuyan's face, he couldn't say that. Ignoring Xiao Qingfeng, he asked Wang Beishan directly: "If I look down on you, there is no need for me to treat you.

I cured your illness.

Do you think I look down on you?"

Wang Beishan hurriedly shook his head: "No, I don't look down on me.

I am very grateful that you cured me.”

Ye Changqing turned to look at Xiao Qingfeng: "Mr. Wang doesn't think I look down on him.

Do you have an opinion? "