Zhao Zijian had already stood up, but at this time he did not answer the question: "What treatments have you received before?"

Xie Yuqing heard this and responded: "I'll get your medical records!"

Zhao Zijian waved his hand. He didn't bother to look at those films taken by Western medicine, chemotherapy, etc. Compared with the so-called science of Western medicine, he now preferred to trust his own hands and his own brain.

"No! Just tell me what medicine you are taking now and what treatment you are receiving."

Xie Yuqing felt embarrassed for a moment when she heard this. She lowered her head and twisted her fingers together. After a while, she raised her head and smiled helplessly, saying: "We have sold everything we can at home. We can no longer afford to live in a hospital. Now...

...Conservative treatment, taking Chinese medicine. Ah..." She suddenly remembered and asked her father, "Dad, has the medicine finished? Have you taken it?"

Xie’s father smiled kindly and said, “I drank it long ago because I stayed up late in the afternoon, so don’t worry!”

Xie Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at Zhao Zijian and said, "Uh... that's it. How about I get two packets of medicine for you to take a look at? They are all prepared Chinese medicines, one packet after another."

Zhao Zijian said: "Do you still have the prescription? Show me the prescription."

This time Xie Yuqing said "yes" decisively, then went over and opened a shabby chest of drawers in the corner of the room, quickly pulled out two pages of prescription paper and took it over.

It's handwritten and a bit sloppy.

Zhao Zijian took it and carefully compared the ingredients and dosage of this prescription. He roughly understood what the doctor who prescribed this prescription meant. He wanted to remove the fire and clear the phlegm, so that he would not be too uncomfortable before he died.

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As for the treatment of cancer, there are two kinds of medicine. When I was learning Zhou's treatment method, I looked up the information and found that Zhao Zijian had seen someone prescribe it. It was said that it had some effect on inhibiting cancer cells, but in fact, it was far-fetched and nonsense.

Just talk about it. Compared with the effect of the medicine that he didn't know whether it existed, it was actually more toxic.

Shaking the prescription in his hand, Zhao Zijian asked: "Do you have paper and pen?"

Seeing that Zhao Zijian acted very professionally in every matter, Xie Yuqing quickly brought a pen and paper. Zhao Zijian walked to the chest of drawers, stood and started writing prescriptions.

The father and daughter exchanged a look at this time.

After a while, Zhao Ziang came back with the written prescription, handed it to Xie Yuqing, and said: "Don't take that prescription just now. It's of no use and the toxicity is not small. If you continue to take it, it will reduce your body's health."

Coordination skills. For my prescription, take the medicine according to the prescription, take one pill every day, boil two bowls into one bowl, let it warm and drink it."

"In addition, I don't have any needles now. Tomorrow you are responsible for going to the place that sells medical equipment and buy a set of medical acupuncture boxes. It is best to have 24 needles. If you don't have 18 needles, it will be fine. Anyway, they are all standard.

It doesn’t make much difference. I’ll come back tomorrow evening, drink the medicine in the afternoon, and then come for acupuncture in the afternoon!”

Xie Yuqing was dumbfounded.

"You...also know acupuncture?"

Zhao Zijian smiled.

At this time, Dad Xie, who was lying on the bed, was already coughing violently again.

After finally stopping coughing, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are the needles used for acupuncture expensive? Or I can just take medicine..."

Zhao Zijian smiled and said: "Uncle, I know you feel like you are waiting to die now, and you definitely won't believe that I can cure you. I can't do anything with my words. I understand this.

But you have to change your mind and think about it, no matter how expensive a set of needles is, why is it so expensive? If nothing else, it’s worth it just to show your daughter more filial piety and make her feel more comfortable. Right?

?”

Dad Xie opened his mouth, but no words came out.

At this time, Zhao Zijian felt that the matter had been done, and said decisively to Xie Yuqing: "That's it, it's getting late, I have to go back. Remember, follow my prescription to take medicine and buy injections. Don't forget it. Also

…”

After a pause, he said: "If you don't believe me, you may not lose anything, but believe me, you may be in for a surprise! ...Didi is hitting people, see you tomorrow! ...Goodbye, uncle!"

As he spoke, he quickly walked out of the main room.

Xie Yuqing chased him out and sent him out.

Having already walked out of the door, she couldn't help but ask again, "Are you... not joking?"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said: "Uncle is probably reluctant to let you buy it, so resist the pressure!" As he spoke, he put his hand from his collar into his sweater, and after a while, he took out a few wet red bills.

Come.

He himself felt a little embarrassed.

But the money he carries can only be kept in his shirt pocket.

Regardless of whether Xie Yuqing might find the smell unpleasant, he handed it over, forced it into Xie Yuqing's hand, and said with a smile: "That's all my personal money, remember to buy the needle for me."

As he spoke, he got on his bicycle, ignored Xie Yuqing's surprised look, and pedaled quickly.

"Hey, you..."

He waved to the back, "I have a navigation, I can find it! See you tomorrow, little sister!"

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When Zhao Zijian got home, it was already past nine o'clock at night.

Father Zhao and Mother Zhao didn't even sleep, so they were sitting in the living room waiting.

Seeing her son push open the door and come in, Wang Huixin was obviously relieved, but she soon became fierce again, "Zhao Zijian, why are you going? Take a bath? What kind of bath! You can take a bath later, come here! Come here! Come here!"

"

"Let me see if you are injured? There is no injury on your face, huh? What do you smell like? Zhao Zijian, why are you always so dirty lately? You smell like sweat! Why do you sweat so much in the cold weather?"

"Lift up your sweater and shirt, let me take a look!... I won't let you see, why are you so embarrassed to see you shirtless at home in the summer, let me take a look... Hey, are you not hurt? Tell your parents honestly, are you?

Did someone get into a fight?"

"No? Then why did you go? You came back at this hour! Do you know what time it is? It's half past nine! My precious son! My parents are worried to death, you know?"

"By the way, are you in love? I asked you why you are a little different recently than before, tell me! Tell me honestly, your mother doesn't discipline you, are you in love? No? No, you are not like that.

You've been here and there for a few days, and when you see Tian'er running out, you're covered in sweat when you come back?"

"Hey... I'm a little bit confused. A little boy and a girl fall in love, watch a movie and have a meal, and come back smelling good. You... you didn't make an appointment with that girl to work out together, right?"

"Can you be any more stupid, son! Did you go running together or did you go somewhere else... Hey, you..."

"Okay, why don't my son come back a little later? Look at you! Go, go, go and heat some food for him! Go ahead! Don't ask around! It's not a big deal just to fall in love! Go!"

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Night, half past ten.

After taking a bath and eating, my parents went to bed, and the room finally became quiet again.

Zhao Zijian let out a long breath, walked around the house a few times, ate happily, then took out the peach wood scraps he bought today, and found a pencil sharpener from the hole in the computer desk.
Chapter completed!