Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

Lao Pei hadn't arrived yet, but he had already told the people in the Chinese Medical Center that someone was coming to see him. Then, Tong Yu and Huo Xiang were placed in the lounge.

Sitting in a chair, Tong Yu looked at the door from time to time, quite nervous.

After leaving the hospital last time, he had inquired about this old Pei in many ways, and the status of the other party was higher than what his friend said.

The heir to a century-old family of Chinese medicine, his medical skills are very superb, and there are few diseases he can't diagnose, but such a respected Chinese medicine master has rarely visited doctors, and it is even more difficult to make an appointment with his account.

When I contacted Mr. Pei today, Tong Yu was still very uncomfortable, and finally the other party readily agreed.

He looked at Huo Xiang and once again said, "Huo Xiang, be polite later. This kind of Chinese medicine master is willing to see you. It is really rare."

Huo Xiang wore a mask on his face and gave a vague ‘um’.

At three o'clock in time, Elder Pei finally came, and the apprentices below called Tong Yu and Huo Xiang into Elder Pei's exclusive consultation room.

After the door to the consultation room was closed, Tong Yu respectfully nodded to Old Pei, then pointed at Huo Xiang beside him and said, "Old Pei, this is my friend."

After a pause, he deliberately explained: "My friend, it may not be convenient for him to take off the mask..."

Old Pei indifferently raised his hand, "It's okay, sit down first."

Tong Yu asked Huo Xiang to sit down in front of the examination table, and then put the things in his hands on the table, "These are all the medical records that my friend has checked and treated abroad before."

Elder Pei put on his glasses, picked up the medical record and looked at it. A few minutes later, he put it down, without saying anything extra, just let Huo Xiang stretch out his hand.

After the pulse was diagnosed for a while, Elder Pei withdrew his hand, "Your pulse condition is a bit strange. Have you been poisoned some time ago?"

Hearing this, Tong Yu was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "My friend suffered a bone injury just a few months ago, but when he went to the hospital for an examination, the doctor said that there was nothing serious. The spinal nerves are severely damaged, but the poison... this is not detected."

Old Pei stroked his gray beard, thought for a few seconds, and said: "I also told you last time that some blood tests in the early stages of poison may not be able to be detected."

Tong Yu scratched his head, "According to your diagnosis, my friend is caused by the poisoning, so as long as he detoxifies, he will be completely healed?"

Hearing this, Old Pei looked at Tong Yu suspiciously and said, "His poison has been cured."

"Ah? Already solved? I don't quite understand what this means." Tong Yu was stunned.

"If my diagnosis is correct, your poison was only resolved recently, right?" Old Pei's gaze fell on Huo Xiang's body. Although it was a questioning tone, the words were sure.

Huo Xiang was taken aback, almost immediately thinking of the medicine his sister asked him to drink this morning.

And Tong Yu heard what Elder Pei said, "Is it the medicine I looked for last time? He has been taking that recently."

He remembered that Elder Pei said at the time that the medicine was detoxifying and could repair damaged nerves.

Hearing this, Elder Pei couldn’t help but remembered his ignorance when he saw Tong Yu last time. He took a deep breath and didn’t want to look at Tong Yu. His voice became heavy: "If you have been taking that medicine, it should be. Up."