Mao Feng glanced at Dr. Li and said a little displeased: "Dr. Li, what do you mean? Don't you want my father's illness to be cured?"

Dr. Li smiled awkwardly, "I don't mean that, I'm worried that you will be cheated, so kindly reminder, kindly reminder."

"Mr. Wang is a real person. You have seen his methods just now. How could he lie to me? Dr. Li, if you have something to do, please go back first. I will ask the finance department to call you later."

Mao Renjiang was also very dissatisfied with Dr. Li. This guy came here and did nothing except make trouble.

Dr. Li's face turned red, "Cough cough, I'll take a look, I promise not to speak!" The reason he wanted to stay here was to see Wang Dachun's joke, but if this guy really had some tricks, he might be able to learn one or two tricks.

Wang Dachun ignored Dr. Li and said to Maorenjiang: "Mr. Mao, you lie down flat on the sofa with your face up." Then he looked at Mao Feng, "Go and prepare a spittoon."

"good!"

Mao Renjiang lay down on the sofa according to Wang Dachun. Mao Feng brought a spittoon over, and Wang Dachun asked him to pour a cup of boiled water to prepare.

Mao Feng couldn't help but ask curiously: "Mr. Wang, how are you planning to treat my dad?"

"Massage." Wang Dachun smiled mysteriously.

"Puff!" Dr. Li couldn't hold back his laughter.

"I said this guy is a liar, you don't believe it. I have never heard of massage that can cure asthma. It's rising posture! It's rising posture!"

"Shut up!" Mao's father and son stared at Dr. Li with their eyes, "Aren't you talking or not?"

"Uh... I don't speak, I won't speak!" Dr. Li covered his mouth.

Wang Dachun put his palms near Maorenjiang's bronchial, and a stream of true energy slowly entered his bronchial along his palms.

At the same time, the golden silkworm in his body also entered Maorenjiang's bronchial along Wang Dachun's palm.

Generally speaking, asthma is caused by bronchospasm, allergies, excessive immune system reactions, inflammation and so on.

He had already seen that Mao Renjiang's asthma was caused by inflammation, and there was a lot of garbage in the bronchials. Just clean it up and add some anti-inflammatory medicines.

As for whether it can be cured, traditional Chinese medicine is needed for conditioning.

With the stimulation of Wang Dachun's true energy, Mao Renjiang coughed violently, almost without stopping.

"Persevere, cough hard, and cough boldly, and it will be cured soon!" Wang Dachun encouraged while using real qi massage.

Coughing itself is a protective method for the body, which can cough out bacteria and viruses.

Dr. Li started shouting again, "Stop! You should stop immediately! Mao is old, so it is very dangerous. Don't let this kid mess around anymore, there will be problems!"

Mao Feng also frowned, with a look of worry on his face. This seemed to be getting worse and worse. He was a little uncertain, "Mr. Wang, is this really OK?"

At this moment, Mao Renjiang let out a mouthful of dark and thick phlegm, which was extremely fishy.

"Give him a rinse!" Wang Dachun shouted.

"Oh!" Mao Feng quickly fed his father water and rinsed his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, Mao Renjiang leaned against the sofa and gasped.

Dr. Li was a little gloating and looked at Wang Dachun and said sarcastically: "Look, I just said I can't let this guy mess around, you see, it's a mess of Mr. Mao!"

Mao Renjiang glared at Dr. Li, "Wrong, I feel much better, I feel relaxed all over, I have never been so good!"

Dr. Li: “…”

"Dad, really, that's great!" Mao Feng was overjoyed and asked Wang Dachun, "Mr. Wang, what's going on? Is my dad's asthma really healed?"

Wang Dachun nodded, "Well, your father has a lot of phlegm in his bronchial and lungs that cannot be excreted. It contains dirt and dirt, and there are many bacteria and viruses. Recently, coupled with the stimulation of mandala pollen, asthma has completely broken out."

"Now I have made out those dirty things, and it's almost gone. Just prescribe some Chinese medicine. Sometimes it's that simple to treat diseases!"

Wang Dachun looked at Dr. Li and said with a smile: "How is it, Dr. Li, are you convinced?"

"Hmph, you are just a lucky person to meet a dead mouse!" Although Dr. Li believed it in his heart, it was impossible to make him surrender to Wang Dachun.

"Dr. Li, go, Feng'er, pay him the medical fee!" Mao Renjiang directly issued an order to expel the guest. Dr. Li had no ability. When he spoke sarcastic words, he doubted whether he had hired a fake doctor.

"Ahem, I'll say goodbye!" Dr. Li also felt that there was no need to stay. Staying there would be a humiliation for himself and he had to leave in shame.

Wang Dachun prescribed a prescription on the spot, "Dr. Mao, I have written the usage in detail according to this prescription. If you persist for one month, you will definitely cure the disease!"

Mao Renjiang was overjoyed after taking the prescription, "That's great! Mr. Wang is really a miracle doctor. Asthma, which made Western medicine helpless, was cured like this! By the way, do you think other asthma patients can be cured if they follow this prescription?"

Wang Dachun shook his head, "This depends on people. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes dialectical treatment when treating patients. Even asthma is divided into many types. It cannot be generalized and must not be used casually!"

This is why Wang Dachun is not afraid of the leakage of the prescription. It is useless if there is only the prescription that cannot be treated dialectically.

Maoren Jiang nodded repeatedly, "Oh, I understand!" As he said that, he opened the drawer and took out a bank card from it and handed it to Wang Dachun and said, "There are three million here. Please accept it, Mr. Wang, as a reward for you."

Wang Dachun was surprised, "So much? Isn't it two million?"

Mao Renjiang said: "Two million yuan was used to treat the disease, and you helped me solve the Feng Shui problem and find out the traitor. This is not much money."

Wang Dachun did not take the card off as he was not pretentious. His principle of seeing a doctor was that the poor would not charge money, and the rich would not be able to charge money, but they would not accept it. Anyway, these people have money.

Mao Renjiang looked at the time, "Oh, it's getting late, let's have a meal, Mr. Wang, you must be proud of your face!"

A miraculous doctor like Wang Dachun understands Feng Shui and has to be in good faith. If you get sick or encounter trouble in the future, you will definitely have some things to ask for.

Wang Dachun did not refuse, "Okay, then I'd rather obey my destiny than respect!" After working hard all morning, Wang Dachun's stomach had already been roaring.

The three of them went downstairs to a restaurant. As soon as they entered the hall, they heard a sinister voice coming, "Oh, it turns out they are Mr. Da Mao and Mr. Xiao Mao. Such a coincidence, Mr. Xiao Mao, why are you so cute in your face hahaha."
Chapter completed!