69novels Chapter 185 Curly hair?
Chapter 185 Curly hair?
He Yushui, with a big belly, was busy in the kitchen, assisted by several servant robots. She was strictly forbidden to go out during her pregnancy, so she had to read books, take a walk in the yard or study cooking at home every day.
Chen Mu walked forward and hugged He Yushui from behind. He Yushui smelled a familiar fragrance and knew that he was back.
"You're back so early?" He Yushui asked with a smile.
"There are no patients. I came back early." Chen Mu said with a smile, "Do you want to make some delicious dishes?"
"Tan family cuisine. Since you always don't let me go out to work, I study the recipes at home." He Yushui said with a smile.
"I'm worried that it will be a burden on your body. After all, you have two babies." Chen Mu explained, "Let me help you."
"It's just the last bit left. You can taste the results later." He Yushui replied with a smile.
"Okay." Chen Mu had no choice but to watch from the side.
Soon, the food was cooked and Chen Mu helped to carry it. As the others had not returned home yet, He Yushui whispered in Chen Mu's ear: "Brother, I found out in a book that pregnant women can also eat it, just be careful."
The two had not slept together since she became pregnant, and He Yushui was looking forward to it. After listening to her, Chen Mu smiled and said, "I will fulfill your wish tonight."
"Yeah," He Yushui, with a blushing face, slightly opened her red lips.
Chen Mu was very eager to bring a child into this world as soon as possible, otherwise Chen Mu would only be able to accompany her and her sisters every time, which made her feel extremely painful.
So, after enjoying some meals, Chen Mu picked up He Yushui and returned to their room. As a doctor, Chen Mu naturally understood how to take care of the safety of mother and baby without affecting the child's growth.
He Yushui's body was completely cured once again.
A few weeks passed in a flash, and Chen Mu's Miracle Doctor Clinic in Beijing received one or two appointments every weekend. The situation in ** was even more exaggerated, with many wealthy people coming here because of its reputation. For example, Mr. Li's wife's heart disease was completely cured, and she paid the final payment of 10 million yuan, and praised the Miracle Doctor Clinic's unique technology in the circle of wealthy women.
The person infected with AIDS also recovered under Chen Mu's care, at a cost of 120 million Hong Kong dollars.
Since then, the reputation of the Miracle Doctor's Hall has been rising like a raging fire. The schedule is busy, with patients coming in every day, most of whom are wealthy people from **, and there are even some foreigners.
For outside patients, Chen Mu would naturally charge an appropriate high fee.
In the Sijiucheng Divine Doctor Hall,
It was another Saturday, and the old man surnamed Tong, his son, daughter and two caregivers came again. This time, they were not as fond of giving lectures as they were last month, and their attitude became much more polite. The reason was that after a whole month of conditioning with Chinese herbal soup, the old man went to the hospital for a check-up yesterday, and his stomach cancer condition miraculously turned from late stage to mild early stage.
This incident shocked the doctors at the hospital. After only one month of drug treatment, he was almost cured. The hospital initially estimated that he only had about three months left to live. This completely slapped the hospital's face.
Therefore, Grandpa Tong knew that he had met a true medical prodigy this time, a true divine doctor.
Chen Mu smiled at the old man's family and the little girl who stuck out her tongue at him. He Hongling next to him pouted and thought: Why are you pretending to be shy?
He Hongling cannot come here often due to her studies. She only helps with chores and bookkeeping on weekends and takes the opportunity to practice the violin.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Doctor Chen, this is our old man coming for another checkup. Could you please take a look?"
Chen Mu glanced at the old man and replied, "Yes, the recovery effect is better than expected. The medicine costs three thousand yuan, which is worth it, right?"
The old man said somewhat embarrassedly: "Well, it's barely OK." Then he put it on the pulse pillow.
Chen Mu responded with a smile. The old man seemed a little stubborn, but he still took his pulse.
"The cancer cells have been mostly eliminated. Just observe after one course of treatment." Then, Chen Mu packed thirty pieces of herbal medicine and put them on the table. "Take it once a day before going to bed. It is expected that you will recover within a month."
"Really?" the middle-aged man asked doubtfully.
"Have you gone for a check-up before? You should have noticed the changes yourself." Chen Mu said.
The middle-aged man looked embarrassed for a moment. He was also worried, so he brought the old man to confirm again. It has been confirmed that after taking the medicine prescribed by Chen Mu, the old man has indeed recovered significantly. Now he can eat two large bowls of rice at a meal.
At this time, the little girl asked, "Big brother, can I study medicine?"
Chen Mu saw the little girl's intelligence and asked her, "What's your name?"
"My name is Tong Xiaomei, brother. I really love medicine. You can even cure my grandfather's disease. If I can learn it, I can save more people."
"Tong Xiaomei?" Chen Mu was slightly surprised to hear the name. It turned out that the lively little girl in front of him was also the gentle and kind Tong Xiaomei in the dream sea incident.
Studying medicine is no joke, and perseverance is more important than talent. Chen Mu said to the little guy, "You know that medical skills are not easily acquired. In addition to talent, you also need a tenacious and hardworking spirit. You are still young, and you may change your career to do something else in the future."
"Oh, Doctor Chen, Meimei admires your medical skills very much. Don't worry about becoming your disciple. We will take care of the etiquette and the money. Just name the price." said the middle-aged man.
However, Chen Mu looked at Tong's father with contempt, "Do you think that with my medical skills, I would still worry about money?"
Mr. Tong scolded his son, "Stop talking nonsense." Then he turned to Chen Mu and said with a smile, "My child, look at your miraculous skills. In today's society where Western medicine is popular, it is rare to find a master of traditional Chinese medicine like you. Have you ever thought about whether you can promote traditional Chinese medicine?"
"I do want to do so, but a doctor cannot teach his medicine to others casually. Medical skills are profound and extensive. If someone learns it but has bad intentions, the consequences may be beyond your imagination." Chen Mu replied.
The little girl Tong Xiaomei looked at him expectantly: "Brother, I really want to be a doctor. Please promise to teach me. I promise to work hard to become a good doctor." Her clear big eyes revealed great sincerity.
Chen Mu was touched by her kindness and simplicity. He took a medical book from the bookshelf and handed it to her, saying, "If you can recite the contents of this book correctly within a month, I may consider taking you as my apprentice. Otherwise, it means you are not suitable to learn my medical skills."
The book is titled "Detailed Explanation of Medical Principles", written in poetic style, easy to read and recite. The 8000-plus words are full of the essence of medicine. However, it contains many uncommon words and phrases, and it is not easy for non-medical students to remember them all in a short period of time.
Hearing this, Xiaomei's eyes lit up and she replied confidently: "Brother, I will do it, please wait for me!" She understood that this was a test, and if she couldn't recite it, it would mean losing the chance to become a master.
"We'll talk about it later. Remember, you have to return the books to me within one month." Chen Mu emphasized again.
Xiaomei agreed: "Don't worry, brother. I will never let you down."
Seeing the sincerity of the father and daughter, and Chen Mu's nod of agreement, both Mr. Tong and the commander were very happy. If this was true, it would be a great thing for their family. Not long after, some more patients came to see the doctor, and everyone was busy until lunch time, which was already past 11 o'clock.
He Hongling asked Chen Mu with a puzzled look: "Why do you want Xiaomei to be your disciple?"
Chen Mu replied: "The little girl has clear eyes and is spiritual, which makes her suitable for medicine. But it is not easy to become my apprentice. If you can improve your musical talent, I will suggest that you also study medicine."
"Hehe, then am I also a **?" Hong Ling asked with a smile on her lips.
"As my disciple, you must first serve tea and water." Chen Mu leaned back in his chair, pretending to be stern. "Damn it, serve tea to the master quickly."
"Yes, Master." Hongling immediately went to pour tea with a smile on her face.
In the next few days, Qin Huairu was very panicked because she couldn't find Qin Xianglin. She also noticed that Yi Zhonghai was a little strange recently. His eyes were often disturbingly cold.
Qin Huairu gradually felt frightened. But until this moment, she had not realized the huge amount of money she had lost.
Finally one day, several police officers walked into Building 95, and their target was Qin Huairu.
"Excuse me, police officer, what do you want to talk to me about?" Qin Huairu walked out with a swollen belly, feeling a little uneasy.
"You are Comrade Qin Huairu, right?" the police officer asked.
"Yes." Qin Huairu replied.
"Do you know Qin Xianglin?" the police officer asked.
Qin Huairu's heart trembled slightly when she heard Qin Xianglin's name, but she immediately remained calm. After a little thought, she said, "This name sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember who it is. Police comrade, what happened?"
The police noticed that Qin Huairu looked a little strange and answered seriously: "Comrade Qin Huairu, we checked in Qinjia Village. Last year, Qin Xianglin came to the city to look for you, but was arrested for theft. After he was released from prison, some neighbors in the tube building reported that you had visited Qin Xianglin many times."
"Comrade police officer, I don't understand what you mean. The Qin Xianglin you are referring to is... Curly-haired?" Qin Huairu suddenly had an idea and realized that it was unwise to hide it. There might be some hidden story here.
The two officers looked at each other and then asked, "Are you finally admitting it? Where did you go last Saturday?"
Qin Huairu was a little puzzled: "What happened? Police comrade, I have no idea what's going on."
At this time, Yi Zhonghai walked up to them and asked, "Excuse me, police comrade, what can I do for you?"
The police officer looked at him questioningly: "Who are you?"
"I am Qin Huairu's husband. I just heard you asking about what happened last Saturday. Qin Huairu had a severe stomachache last Saturday, so I sent her to the hospital for a check-up. I don't know what the problem was." Yi Zhonghai explained.
Qin Huairu was shocked when she heard this: "That's right, police comrade, gynecologist Dr. Yan can testify for me. I was not feeling well that day and went to the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for two days before being discharged. This matter really has nothing to do with Qin Xianglin."
"But the investigation results show that your relationship with Qin Xianglin is unusual. Before and after the incident, he had no contact with anyone else except you." The police stared at Qin Huairu and said.
Hearing the word "death", Qin Huairu's heart beat faster: "What? Dead? You said Curly is dead?" She subconsciously glanced at Yi Zhonghai, her thoughts in confusion. Did Yi Zhonghai kill Qin Xianglin?