Chapter 324: Frog in the Well
Yao Cang was not an old-fashioned person who would not change. Instead, he was a person who knew how to learn and ask for advice. When he saw that Chen Yimin's tone was not good, he took the initiative to help Mr. Zhou take his pulse.
Mr. Zhou's pulse was still a little weak, not particularly obvious, but it was much better than the weak pulse mentioned in the previous case.
After just a few injections, Mr. Zhou's pulse changed so much that Yao Cang was extremely surprised, and looked at Chen Yimin with complicated eyes.
Yao Cang bowed and apologized to Chen Yimin: "I never thought that I, Yao Cang, would become a frog in a well one day. I apologize for what happened today. Please forgive me for offending you."
After saying that, he sighed again, thinking that he was too impulsive today.
Chen Yimin's move shocked him so much that he was speechless.
Yao Cang lowered his head even more and asked Chen Yimin carefully: "I wonder what your previous acupuncture method was called, sir?"
The people of the Yao family actually asked an unknown outsider for advice on medical skills, which made the people of the Zhou family open their eyes wide in surprise. They didn't know who Chen Yimin was.
Old Master Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly. He was just watching the fun and doing it casually, but he didn't expect that this young man would bring him such a big surprise.
Zhou Zheng originally thought that Chen Yimin was just a charlatan, but he never thought that the Yao family would ask him for advice. Zhou Hao was even thinking about how to apologize to Chen Yimin.
After all, ever since Chen Yimin proposed to treat his grandfather, he has been speaking ill of him and has never truly recognized him.
Chen Yimin took in everyone's expressions. Facing Yao Cang's good attitude, he did not get angry. Instead, he answered his question: "This set of acupuncture is called Turning the World Around."
Turn the world around. Yao Cang chewed on these words carefully, his eyes lit up. It was really wonderful!
Half of it is a living acupoint, and half of it is a dead acupoint. It is no exaggeration to say that it can turn the world around.
Yao Cang's eyes fell on the trash can again. Inside was the Yao family's silver needles. He asked, "Sir, you don't have your own silver needles yet? How about my Yao family give you a pair?"
"I forgot to bring it."
Chen Yimin took out the paper and pen he had brought with him and wrote down all the medicinal herbs needed this time.
He looked a little more serious. "Take three doses of this medicine a day. You need to boil it three times before you can drink it. After that, I will come to give you acupuncture every two days. After ten times, you will be cured in three months of taking the medicine."
Chen Yimin paused, and then carefully said some precautions, "During this period, spicy and cold food are prohibited. It is best not to drink this tea, and you can't touch cigarettes or alcohol. The old man needs to go to bed early at night, and it is best to walk for half an hour after dinner..."
Zhou Zheng listened and took note of his words carefully .
Then Chen Yimin ignored everyone and turned away.
Yao Cang had a lot of questions in his mind and wanted to chase after him to ask, but he never expected that Chen Yimin ran too fast and directly left him behind.
Yao Cang had no choice but to go back. He picked up the prescription from Chen Yimin and thought it was really ingenious. He wanted to take it back and study it carefully, but he saw the resentful eyes of the Zhou family.
He coughed, and after getting permission, he took a photo with his mobile phone. He decided to ask Chen Yimin again in two days.
Afterwards, Yao Cang also left, and the Zhou family had no time to keep him.
Mr. Zhou picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip, but he put it down again when he remembered what Chen Yimin said. He looked at Zhou Hao and said, "When Mr. Chen comes in a few days, you should apologize to him properly."
Zhou Hao nodded, and Zhou Zheng couldn't sit still any longer. He asked hurriedly, "Dad, who exactly did you invite? Why have I never heard of him before?"
Mr. Zhou shook his head and recounted what happened yesterday.
Chen Yimin walked on the streets of the capital . The bustling metropolis was somewhat different from where they were. He walked aimlessly on the street, and the surroundings became more and more desolate.
Mr. Zhou lives in a villa area, a little distance from the city, and there is actually a racing track here.
Chen Yimin looked curiously at the door, and a girl walked out. She had a high ponytail, flushed cheeks, and was wearing a black tight leather jacket.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took Chen Yimin's wrist and led him inside, mumbling as she walked: "Why did you come just now... Do you know that everyone has been waiting for you for a long time? The game is about to start. You are so slow."
Chen Yimin pursed his lips , not quite understanding what she said, but followed her in anyway.
There were quite a few people inside, and most of those who could come here were from wealthy families. They were all dressed in branded goods, and any watch on their wrist was worth millions.
Chen Yimin was pushed into the locker room by the girl, "Hurry up and change your clothes, the game will start soon..."
What the hell is this...
Chen Yimin was confused and asked, "Miss, you seem to have recognized the wrong person."
She glanced at Chen Yimin. They said he was wearing a white shirt and black pants, so there was nothing wrong with that. And at that time, Chen Yimin was the only one outside looking in.
If not him, who else could it be?
She frowned, her face showing displeasure: "What do you mean, do you think the money we give you is too little, so you don't want to come? I tell you, if you dare to go back on your word today, I will not let you go."
As she said this, she winked at the person next to her, and stuffed the clothes in the other person's hand into Chen Yimin's arms.
"Hurry up, go in and change your clothes."
Chen Yimin was helpless and was pushed into the locker room.
He just hadn't been to the racetrack very often, so how could he be mistaken for someone else when he was just looking around from outside?
This face should not be very common, Chen Yimin sighed, but he was still very curious about racing. He changed his clothes and put on his helmet.
I don't know why, but the clothes in my hands fit me exceptionally well.
Walking out of the locker room, Mu Ran was satisfied. He even dared to say that it was not him. The clothes fit him so well, how could it not be him?
Mu Ran pulled Chen Yimin and took him to the racetrack, next to a black racing car. Mu Ran's brows were stained with seriousness, patted his shoulder, and said to him: "Don't be stressed, come on."
Chen Yimin was pushed into the car and sat in the driver's seat. Although he had never driven a racing car, he still knew roughly how to drive the car after just a quick glance.
With a whistle, the cars on the track rushed out.
This is a racing track, a mountain track racing track. After driving around the mountain, you will finally return here. However, this mountain is very steep and accidents can happen if you are not careful.
There are many surveillance cameras here, and people in the stands can check the vehicles they want to see through the panels.
