Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 260 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (50)

When he arrived at the old man's house, he moved out a few low benches and an old wooden table from the front of the house.

"I'm sorry, my family is not very well-off. Please forgive me for making fun of you."

Jiang Qiuchen smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't care about these things.

"Come on, old man, sit down and let my brother take a look at you."

"Hey, that's good."

Hearing this, the old man sat down obediently, rubbing his hands nervously as he waited.

Wen Rushi also smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and sat down.

With just a quick glance, one can tell that the old man's complexion is dull and a little yellow, which is a sign of qi and blood deficiency.

"Old man, come closer so I can see your eyes."

When you lift up your drooping eyelids, you can see cloudy eyeballs, tired and lifeless eyes, lack of luster, and your mental state is not very good.

"Open your mouth."

The tongue coating is thin, white and cracked, which seems to indicate spleen and stomach dysfunction and insufficient Qi and blood production.

"Old man, have you been feeling weak in your limbs, easily fatigued, having poor sleep quality, and waking up easily from dreams? Are you also experiencing symptoms such as palpitations, chest tightness, and shortness of breath?"

"Yes, yes, that's right!"

Wen Rushi blinked, exchanged a few simple words with the old man, and then listened carefully to his voice.

We found that although the old man looked relatively healthy, his voice was sometimes low and weak, his breathing was short and weak, and he had coughs and wheezes. This should be due to insufficient lung qi or internal obstruction of phlegm and dampness.

"Uncle, please stretch out your hand so I can feel your pulse."

After the other party adjusted the position of his hand, Wen Rushi reached out his hand and placed it on top, carefully sensing it.

The pulse is stringy and thin, relatively slow, indicating weak Qi and blood, and insufficient Yang Qi.

After a series of observation, listening, questioning and palpation, Wen Rushi had the answer in his mind.

The old man was not seriously ill, but the long-term labor had taken a toll on his body, so he protested.

For this symptom, the most important thing is to let the patient get proper rest.

But it is easier said than done to take a rest, but it is not so easy for those who make a living by physical labor.

Once this person stops, the work in the fields will also stop. During the busy farming season, it will be a big problem.

"My dear, how is my body? How can I take care of it?"

"Ah, actually it's not painful or itchy, I just feel weak and can't muster the energy to work."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Rushi spoke slowly.

"It's okay. I'll prescribe a prescription for you to take care of yourself. However, this disease has accumulated over a long period of time. If you want to treat it, it will not be cured in just a few days."

"Don't be impatient. Take it according to my prescription. At the same time, remember to take a proper rest and don't work too hard."

"There is always more work to do in the fields, but you only have one life. If you sacrifice your life, it will really be a loss."

"This prescription is decocted in water and taken once a day, divided into morning and evening doses. As long as you take it on time, the effect will be very obvious. After taking the first dose, you will feel much better the next day."

The old man took the prescription and squinted his eyes to read the small words on it, feeling a little puzzled. "Doctor, this prescription requires a lot of medicinal materials, right? Where can we find them in our small village?"

Jiang Qiuchen had already expected this result. He stood up, took the prescription, took a look at it and said.

"Uncle, we know that it's not easy for you to go to the city, not to mention that everyone has so many things to do."

"How about this, if you trust us, just wait for a day. We will bring the herbs to you tomorrow, and you can give us the money for the herbs then."

"Of course, the premise of doing this is that we trust each other. If you think we are cheating you out of your money for the herbs and making a profit from it, then our good intentions will be wasted."

This is a thankless task. In fact, Jiang Qiuchen is too lazy to do it. He just feels that these people have a hard time and wants to help.

"I believe you! I believe you! Then please make the trip."

The old man has lived for most of his life, so he has some vision when judging people. These two young men have pure eyes and are full of passion, not like those mean people.

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuchen and Wen Rushi also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the old man knew what was going on. If they had met someone who was rude and unreasonable, they probably wouldn't even bother to say a word and would have just walked away.

I had just finished looking at this place and hadn’t taken a few steps when I was stopped by other villagers.

Faced with so many people, Jiang Qiuchen raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

He did not refuse latecomers, nor did he fool people. As long as they came forward and invited him, he would help take a look.

Sometimes, they would also encounter some bored hooligans who loved to play pranks. Seeing that both of them were good-looking, they would tease them and even try to take the opportunity to threaten and blackmail them for a fortune.

"Hey, dear sister, my heart is always itchy, and I don't know what's going on."

"Your brother is so busy right now, why don't you come and take a look for me?"

"Do you want me to take off my clothes first so that you can put your little hand on my chest and touch it?"

He spoke in a greasy voice, and the teeth he showed were blacker than the stepping stones next to the toilet. Jiang Qiuchen rolled his eyes when he saw him.

She just looked soft, but she was not a real bun made of dough. How could she just take the bullying so obediently? So she retorted without any politeness.

"Given your little problem, there's no need to go through so much trouble."

"Your chest is itchy because you haven't scrubbed your body for a long time. The dirt on your body is thicker than the patina in the grooves of a pig pen."

"Or else, when you are sleeping in the middle of the night, a cockroach will crawl onto you and shit on you. It will shit day after day and night after night. The water will drip through the stone and finally settle on the dirt."

After hearing this, the gangster's mouth twitched wildly. How could such a little beauty say such words right away?

The words may be rough, but the logic is sound. But this is too rough!
"You! You are such a bitch! I respect you and I am giving you face! How dare you talk like that? Are you asking for a fight?!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuchen narrowed his eyes and moved his wrist joints.

When the opponent's big palm was about to attack, he decisively punched him in the chest.

"What are you doing? I'm punching you in the chest with my little fist..."

After one punch, the gangster sat down on the ground. He rubbed for a long time before stopping and vomited out a mouthful of leftover food in an instant.

"vomit--"

The gangster only felt stars in front of his eyes, as if a pig was flying in the sky.

In contrast, Jiang Qiuchen didn't say a word of nonsense throughout the whole process. His movements were clean and neat, and he did it in one go. He didn't even bother to give the other person a single extra glance.

This gangster usually had a bad reputation in the village. Now that he was taught a lesson, people felt very happy. No one would bother Jiang Qiuchen at all.