Cheng Wei sat in the lobby and said to several people: Let the patient come up and I will take a look.

Several people couldn't help but look at each other, and an older man came forward and said: Little doctor, my brother sometimes hurts people, so we dare not let go.

Then you help the person. Cheng Wei got up and walked forward a few steps, half a foot away from the patient, observed about a cup of tea, returned to sit down, and asked: May I ask, in your tribe, there are other people who have become sick besides him, such as his grandfather, father, brothers, sisters and other close relatives.

The few people changed their qualities. The older person worked hard for a while before he said: We have an uncle who is also a lunatic, but we have been gone for a long time.

That's it. Cheng Wei nodded. His disease is hereditary.

The inheritance of several people spoke in unison, looking confused.

Master Cheng San put down the teacup and stood up with his ears waiting for Cheng Wei to continue talking.

Cheng Wei explained: In other words, this kind of madness is hidden in your family's bloodline, and every generation may have a disease. Moreover, this disease is often not born, but is induced by some greater stimulation after growing to a certain age.

It was exciting. My second uncle took my cousin to the river to fish for fishing a few years ago, but my cousin got mad and didn't float up again and drowned. Then my second uncle became like this. A young man in his twenties said in a lost voice.

Cheng Wei asked him: Are you still a little rational at the beginning and able to recognize people, but gradually it became serious.

Yes, yes. That's it

Several people nodded repeatedly, and their faces turned like earth.

The more accurate the little doctor said, the more outstanding her medical skills were. And she was the more outstanding her medical skills were. Isn’t it true that everyone in the clan might get sick?

Little, little miracle doctor, what should I do

Uh, do you think about the patient? Cheng Wei pondered.

The young man had already kneeled down with a plop, and looked excited: And we, we won’t become my second uncle like this, the little genius doctor must save us. I haven’t married yet

Cheng Wei couldn't help laughing and said with a stern face: You can get up, kneeling down will not solve the problem.

The young man was still hesitating. He was pulled up by the older person: the little miracle doctor gave in and listened to the little miracle doctor.

Cheng Wei smiled faintly: You don’t have to call me that. I used to be in the Jishengtang for treatment, but now I am in Xuanqing Temple and meditating. Just call me Master Xuanwei.

She looked at the patient again and said: Because it is family hereditary. Once induced, it is impossible to cure it completely. However, if you take care of it slowly, it can relieve his symptoms.

Taoist priest, what will my brother be cured like?

If it goes well, he can keep calm and not get sick most of the time in the future, and even do some simple tasks. However, once he is stimulated, he will still make trouble, so it will be fine. If you think it can be cured like this, I will give him a pair of medicine first, and you will take him to Xuanqing Temple every seven days. I will continue to condition him. After about 7749 days, there will be no need to go again.

The older man became excited and thanked him repeatedly: If my brother can really become what the Taoist priest said in the future, then we will set up a tablet of immortality for the Taoist priest at home and burn incense.

Cheng Wei was quite helpless: There was no need to do this, I went to prescribe medicine for him.

She turned around and wanted to leave, and the young man hurriedly shouted: Taoist priest, then, what about us

You Cheng Weishang, aren’t you doing well?

The young man was almost crying: But you said that you might get sick at any time in the future

Cheng Wei spread his hands: You said, this guy, it may become a disease in the future. How can I treat the good people now? This is just a possibility. The probability is very small. There is no need to worry about it.

After Cheng Wei finished speaking, he went into the inner room and used blood as a guide to prepare the talisman water and took it out.

Although she is unwilling to abuse her own essence and blood, she sometimes has to.

For example, this madness disease and the technique of promoting yin and yang are involved in human intelligence and soul, so the effect will be much better with her own blood.

In this extraordinary period, if she wants to attract the Queen Mother, she can no longer be stingy with her essence and blood.

Under the attention of everyone, the patient was pressed to drink the talisman water.

About a quarter of an hour passed, and the young man screamed: Dad, have you seen it? Second uncle seems to be much better.

As a family member who is together day and night, he can immediately detect the subtle changes in the patient's condition. After drinking the talisman water, the irritable aura on the patient's body decreased significantly, and even Master Cheng San, who had been observing his eyes, could see it.

It's really effective, it's really effective, little doctor is very kind, thank you

The older person will bow down, and Cheng Wei avoided it and said: I still have something to do. Remember to go to Xuanqing Temple every seven days to find me, and then you can report my Taoist name.

Yes, yes, we must remember.

Finally, a few people were sent away, and Cheng Wei said goodbye to Master Cheng San: Uncle San, today is my grandfather’s birthday, I’m going to go there quickly, it’s not good if I’m late.

Then you go quickly.

Cheng Wei nodded and suddenly remembered something: Uncle San, why didn’t you see Brother Xue?

Brother Xue is Xue Rong, a nerd who exposed the fraud case in the spring exam. Later, he did not continue to take the exam and became a accountant in Jishengtang.

Mr. Cheng San smiled bitterly and said: Mr. Xue is a straightforward person. He heard that you had cut off your relationship with the uncle's family, so he resigned from me. He said that even if he had received your favor, he would not be able to repay you, at least he would not do anything for the people who bullied you.

Cheng Wei felt warm in his heart. Thinking that Xue Rong had lost his fame and fortune, he was a little stupid, and couldn't help but worry: Uncle San knew where he went

At that time, he insisted on leaving, but I was a little worried, so I sent a friend to follow him quietly and found that he had settled in the Dongjie Market, making a living by selling calligraphy and paintings and writing letters for others.

I understand. Uncle San, then I'll leave first.

Master Cheng San kept delivering Cheng Wei to the door and watched her carriage go away before sighing and turning around and entering.

Cheng Wei sat in the carriage and thought for a while, and ordered the coachman to walk around the East Street Market.

It happened to be in the market, with crowds and hawkers shouting incessantly, which was particularly lively.

Cheng Wei was not convenient to get off the bus, so he ordered Huanyan to go down and find someone: If he meets Brother Xue, please invite him to see me.

Huanyan received the order and squeezed into the crowd, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Wei took the opportunity to close his eyes and rest.

About two quarters of an hour later, a breathtaking voice came: Girl, my maid invited Mr. Xue.

Cheng Wei hurriedly lifted up the curtain and looked out, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Huanyan grabbed Xue Rong's collar with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other. Poor Xue Rong was a weak scholar, but he was splashed ink but couldn't move. Poor Baba and his eyes were full of anger against Cheng Wei's eyes. To be continued.
Chapter completed!