Chapter 253 An unexpected surprise
Third Senior Brother's words were naturally polite.

Unexpectedly, Wang Furong glared at him and scolded him: "If everyone thinks like you, you will never become a master in your life."

He Yuzhu quickly interrupted and said, "Master, you must not get angry easily in the future.

Hehe, that’s good too.

If I make a mistake in the future, Master, you can’t beat me.”

Wang Furong rolled his eyes at He Yuzhu, but also started to laugh.

Why should he care about anything when his two disciples care about him so much?
To put it bluntly, I am used to teaching my apprentices. In fact, I don’t know how happy I am now!
He Yuzhu had no choice. He heard that the old man's headache had worsened recently, so he dared to bring up this matter.

If I bring up this matter without any symptoms, I might even be blamed by my master and his wife.

This is how things work. You can only attract the other party's attention by bringing up the matter at the most appropriate opportunity.

The reason I bring this up at this time is that the old man has indeed been very angry recently.

The third senior brother in the previous life also said that the old man had an accident after the Chinese New Year.

This means that Wang Furong drank too much during the New Year holidays.

Hypertension is a chronic disease. If Wang Furong meets the right doctor and has the connection with his third senior brother, he will definitely give him a thorough examination.

It is impossible to be effective with just one injection.

But it is quite careful to provide appropriate conditioning recipes, scientific eating habits and precautions.

The third senior brother helped Wang Furong in, He Yuzhu held the hand of Wang's waiter, and also supported the master's wife and followed behind.

The person who was the most frightened today was my master’s wife. She didn’t even have the strength to walk and her legs went weak.

The third brother said he was a young man, but he was in his forties, not much younger than Wang Furong. He was thin, had a simple face, a dull expression, and a pair of round-framed glasses, which made him look a bit like a nerd.

The doctor was explaining some precautions to the master and his mistress. He had originally intended to tell the third senior brother and He Yuzhu, thinking that the two were Wang Furong's sons.

When he heard that the two were just Wang Furong's disciples and the cause and effect of the matter, he praised them again and again: "Good, good, good... Old comrade, you have accepted two good disciples!"

Wang Furong looked at He Yuzhu with resentment. He Yuzhu avoided his gaze, but forced a smile at Wang Furong, turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

There is naturally a reason for this interaction between the master and the disciple.

According to the doctor's advice, Wang Furong will have to become a monk from now on.

Things like smoking, drinking and perming hair are basically a thing of the past for him.

The key is that there is someone who can take care of him. Just now, Sister Wang asked Third Brother to write down all the instructions word for word.

So Wang Furong could only remain silent, but resentment was inevitable.

Just as everyone was about to leave after expressing their gratitude, they were stopped by the doctor.

The doctor walked up to He Yuzhu, took the hand of the second son of the Wang family, and began to feel the child's pulse.

His expression was three points more serious than before.

After the doctor finished the whole process of observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, he returned to his desk and asked Wang Furong: "Has your son always been sick since he was young?
It's not a serious illness, just a cold, and it's quite difficult to recover?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Every time he has to take medicine for a long time. From childhood to adulthood, the medicine pot in our home has never been idle." Mrs. Wang interrupted again.

Junior brother He Yuzhu is indeed weak. He is two years older than Yu Shui, but now he is not even as tall as Yu Shui and is extremely thin.

To put it bluntly, it's almost like having tuberculosis.

I also visited many "famous teachers", but there was no way.

Later, it was the master's wife who took her child to the gate of a mountain, kowtowed and made a wish, and only then did her health get a little better.

According to He Yuzhu's observation, this child is like a leaky pot. Whatever he eats leaks out from somewhere.

After He Yuzhu became a master, he once advised his master and his mistress to take their children to see a doctor. He didn't know whether they accepted their fate or went there privately, but it didn't work.

Like now, I am dark, thin, listless and without energy.

The doctor flipped through an ancient book and asked Mrs. Wang for help while comparing it.

Finally, he heaved a long sigh and said: "...My skills are still a little lacking in this matter.

If you two trust me, I will make an appointment and take the child to see my master. It may be difficult to cure the disease that was born in the womb, but if it is properly adjusted and the child grows up healthily, there should be no problem. "

Upon hearing this, Wang Furong and his wife knelt down on the ground.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu looked at his third senior brother, but could only kneel down on the ground.

Wang Furong trembled and said: "As long as my son can be cured, I will sell everything I have and go bankrupt..."

The third brother continued: "Master, don't get excited.

The doctor doesn't let you get excited.

You and Master's wife don't have to worry about the money. There are also me, Zhuzi, and us disciples!
Junior brother has something to do, we are not here to eat for nothing."

“Buddha can save those who are destined to be saved, and medicine can cure the immortal body.

It is fate that you two have found me. Since I said that my master should be sure, it means that he has encountered this disease before.

Don't worry, don't worry, even if it costs money, it is within the range that ordinary people like us can afford." The doctor smiled and helped Wang Furong and his wife up, and comforted them.

Doctors these days are called doctors, medical practitioners, and physicians...

It's not just nonsense, nor is it self-praising.

That is the most accurate adjective given by the common people to this group of people as a result of thousands of years of practicing medicine.

He Yuzhu was feeling dizzy, but he followed his master and senior brothers in thanking the doctor again and again.

Xiao, Doctor Xiao, He Yuzhu remembered this person.

I will repay you when I have the chance in the future.

When they returned to the Wang family, Wang Furong and his wife were still extremely excited.

Wang Furong looked at his son and then at his two apprentices, feeling inexplicably grateful.

To be honest, he doesn't care about his illness.

According to the older generation, one knows the will of heaven at the age of fifty, so he is not too resistant to birth, aging, sickness and death.

But the second child is the only child in the Wang family.

It turns out that we have always been treating the symptoms rather than the cause.

But today, after being examined by Dr. Xiao, the couple was so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats.

According to Doctor Xiao, this child has been sick since birth and has been weak and sickly since childhood.

The big hurdle will come when the child grows up.

How can I describe this?

In other words, if you break through the past, you might be like a normal person. But whether you can have children is a question.

But if you can't break through, you might be destined to die young.

He Yuzhu didn't know much about the specifics of this thing. Anyway, at this age, there is still a cure.

It is enough to know this.

Wang Furong kept stroking his big bald head with few hairs, and his trembling hands were so clear.

Fortunately, the old man had just received acupuncture from the doctor, otherwise He Yuzhu was afraid that the old man would have a stroke now.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but said worriedly: "Master, please don't get excited. The better the news is, the more you need to calm down now."

"Yes, yes, calm down!" Wang Furong took two deep breaths and forced himself to calm down.

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