"Don't talk about your so-called academic qualifications. Academic qualifications only allow you to understand these things. Real strength is empathy and the accumulation of experience. In my opinion, your so-called academic qualifications are just words on paper. Don't think that you are superior to others just because you have returned from overseas.
"Chen Yu responded unceremoniously.
"I have never seen someone as arrogant as you. I don't believe that a cup of tea from you can cure Mr. Hong's illness." Yu Lei said angrily.
"If you don't believe me, just watch carefully. I'll teach you a lesson today." Chen Yu smiled: "Mr. Hong, let me borrow the tea set."
A set of purple clay teapots belonging to Mr. Hong has been put up. He is a tea lover himself, so this set of purple clay teapots is almost never left behind.
Chen Yu used his hands to heat the pot. After a while, a cup of tea was ready.
"Mr. Hong, please." Chen Yu made a gesture of invitation.
"Okay." Mr. Hong nodded, picked up a cup of tea, put it to his nose, smelled it, and then took a sip.
"Good tea." Mr. Hong praised it profusely: "Xiaoyu's tea skills are really good."
"Mr. Hong, tea is like life." Chen Yu said with a smile: "Do you still remember the battle ten years ago?"
"I remember, how could I not remember?" Mr. Hong said sadly: "In that battle, almost all the nearly a hundred close followers I led perished, and my son also died in that dispute."
"Actually, Mr. Hong's injury is not important. What is important is his mental illness." Chen Yu said.
"Heart disease?" Mr. Hong looked at Chen Yu in surprise.
"Please drink this cup of tea." Chen Yu said.
Mr. Hong said nothing, picked up the tea in his hand, and drank it all.
"Mr. Hong is also a master of the family. The injuries he has suffered over the years have not healed. Firstly, it is because he was too seriously injured. Secondly, it is because he lost his beloved son and hurt Qiqing." Chen Yu made him another cup of tea.
, and put it into his hands.
"The so-called seven emotions are joy, anger, sadness, thought, worry, sadness, and surprise. The seven emotions are related to the five internal organs, also known as the five wills. Mr. Hong lost his beloved son, so he had long-term emotional stimulation, which caused qi and blood disorders in the internal organs.
, causing the seven emotions to be hurt.”
"Is this the reason why my injury is bad?" Mr. Hong's hand holding the tea trembled slightly: "My only son has never left any blood in this world. In fact, I should not let him take this path.
Road."
"Mr. Hong, please have some tea." Chen Yu extended his hand.
Mr. Hong had a worried look on his face. He picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
Chen Yu made another cup of tea and put it into his hand.
"You are such a bastard." Yu Lei couldn't stand it any longer. She stepped forward and was about to curse, but Chen Yu's cold look made her swallow the rest of her words.
"It's been ten years. If there is reincarnation, your child should also be ten years old." Chen Yu said.
"Yes, if there is, he should be ten years old." Mr. Hong was very excited. He held the cup of tea in his hand and brought it to his lips. He drank it in one gulp regardless of the boiling water.
"But fate should be like this. Life and death are determined by God. People cannot predict the future, so things like this can only be determined." Chen Yu stared at Mr. Hong and said: "The living are like passers-by, and the dead are nobles."
"Your fate with him only lasted ten years. Since it is a destined fate, instead of falling into grief and unable to extricate yourself, why not clear away the thick clouds and find a glimmer of light?"
Mr. Hong said nothing, his hands shook even more violently, and he murmured: "Yes, why can't we get over this hurdle?"
"So, when you have to let go, you must let go, but you will show kindness where there is kindness. Mr. Hong, why don't you wake up?" Chen Yu stared at Mr. Hong, and his spiritual thoughts followed his deep shout.
Mr. Hong's body trembled. Chen Yu's words shocked him, especially when the tea he just drank exploded like strong wine. The picture in his mind was fixed on the day when his son died. This picture was like a mirror.
Usually in his mind.
Suddenly, there was a bang, and the mirror shattered into thousands of fragments. Each small fragment contained the picture. These fragments became blurred in his mind, and eventually gradually disappeared.
Mr. Hong's face turned red, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Mr. Hong, what's wrong with you?" Yu Lei shouted, "Quickly, call an ambulance, and contact the medical team immediately to send equipment."
"Don't panic, don't panic." Mr. Hong waved his hand slightly and said, "Thank you very much, Xiao Chen."
"Congratulations to Mr. Hong, you have recovered from your serious injury." Chen Yu bowed slightly to Mr. Hong.
"Haha, this bruise in my heart is also the pain that I can't let go of these years. If I can't let go of the pain of losing my son, my injury will never heal. Thank you, Xiao Chen."
"You are right. If there is reincarnation, my son will be ten years old this year. When you have to let go, you must let go. Time is also fate." Mr. Hong looked up to the sky and sighed: "Jun'er, if you know something under the spring, you should rest in peace."
Already."
"Mr. Hong, please sit down quickly. The medical team will be here soon." Yu Lei said nervously: "This is a medicine that activates blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Take it quickly."
"No, I don't need to take medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis anymore." Mr. Hong shook his head with a smile and said: "Xiao Lei, thank you for the past two years. If you hadn't used extraordinary means to treat me, I'm afraid it would have been me."
I can’t wait to see Xiao Chen again.”
"Mr. Hong, are you okay?" Yu Lei looked at Mr. Hong in surprise, seeing that his face was rosy and he spoke with a strong voice, which was very different from his previous appearance.
She is Mr. Hong's personal doctor. She knows how serious Mr. Hong's illness is, but he just fell ill. How can he just sit down and chat with Chen Yu for a while?
Did Chen Yu really heal his injury with a few cups of tea? Is this true?
"It's okay." Mr. Hong said with a smile: "Actually, what Xiao Chen said is absolutely right. The reason why my injuries have not healed for a long time is not because of the severity of the injuries, but because I can't let go of the pain of losing my son.
"
"The few cups of tea and a few words just now have made me completely transcend nature. The pain in my heart has been relieved, the congestion has been vomited out, and the injury has naturally healed."
"Mr. Hong, I don't believe that he can cure your illness with just a few cups of tea. To be on the safe side, you should follow me back to the hospital to rest. This guy is talking nonsense. I think he is just talking nonsense." Yu
Lei snorted coldly.
She was unwilling to admit that Chen Yu had really cured Mr. Hong's disease. After all, the disease had lasted for ten years, and with the current medical level, Mr. Hong's condition was at best under control and could not be cured.
"Xiao Lei, didn't you say that our Chinese qigong is all illusory?" Mr. Hong said with a smile: "Before, most of my internal strength was used to suppress the wounds in my heart, so in your opinion, I
He has always been a sickly old man, who gets out of breath after walking a few steps."
"Now that my injury is healed, I no longer need to suppress it with internal force. How about I show you my hand?"
"Mr. Hong, what do you mean?" Yu Lei was slightly stunned, not quite understanding.
"Haha, joys and sorrows come together over a glass of wine, thousands of miles from north to south, east to west, Xiao Chen, I will come to the door someday to say thank you and say goodbye." Mr. Hong said, taking a step forward, his figure flashed, and the person was already three feet away. He took a few steps
Step out, laugh loudly, and disappear without a trace after a few breaths.
