Chen Yanggang wanted to explain that he was not a guest, but came to see a doctor for the attendant, but an old man with a gray beard walked out of the door.
The old man was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a piece of dog skin plaster on his forehead. He said to the servants with an unhappy face: "Why do you start to be lazy as soon as I come in? Why don't you sweep it up quickly?"
The servant quickly explained: "The executive's family, I'm not lazy. I just saw someone at the door and went over to send him away."
"Um?"
The old man, who was called a senior executive, frowned, tilted his head and saw Chen Yang still standing at the door, and said rudely: "Who are you? What do you want to do standing in front of Gu's house!"
"I saw your reward for seeking medical treatment, so I came here to treat the patient."
Chen Yang cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Cure? Is it up to you?"
The executive looked at Chen Yang with a look of contempt on his face.
"I have some knowledge of medical skills."
"Kick him away."
The executive turned around and waved his hand to signal the servant to drive them away.
Since the reward for finding a doctor was announced, too many scammers came to Gu's house to try their luck, but they were all exposed by the executives and sent away.
Now when they saw a young man who was less than 20 years old in front of them, claiming that he could cure the illnesses of the customer service, the executives regarded Chen Yang as a liar without even thinking about it.
"Wait a moment."
Just when several servants were waving brooms and preparing to drive people away, Chen Yang shouted.
Chen Yang saw that the executive raised his hand to cover the sore on his forehead from time to time, showing a painful expression, and knew that he was suffering from the sore.
He took out a small porcelain bottle and said, "I just have medicine here that can cure your scabies."
The executive was stunned for a moment, stopped, turned his head and snorted coldly, and said: "The last liar said the same thing, and it caused me pain for two days. In the end, I broke both of my legs. You have to think hard if you want to deceive people."
Clear."
Chen Yang's expression did not change and he said: "You will know if you try it. I won't take any money from you. If I don't cure your sore within half an hour, I will let you do whatever you want without any complaints."
The executive didn't believe Chen Yang's words at first, but there was a sharp pain from the scabies on his forehead. The pain made him grin, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I believe you once. If you can't cure me, I won't have your legs."
Chen Yang smiled and pushed aside the servants in front of him, came to the executive's house, and handed the small porcelain bottle to the executive's house.
The executive took the small porcelain bottle, opened it and smelled a refreshing fragrance. He was surprised, raised his head and asked, "What's the point of this medicine?"
"It doesn't matter, it can be used externally or internally."
Chen Yang said casually.
Some senior executives don't believe it. If you use it internally, you will die if it is poisonous.
So he poured out a handful of medicinal powder from the porcelain bottle, took off the dog skin plaster on his forehead, and applied the medicinal powder on it.
Then the senior executive showed a surprised expression.
The stinging sensation he had imagined after applying the medicine did not appear. Instead, there was a burst of coldness that suppressed the huge pain on his forehead.
The executive was a little disbelieving, so he quickly poured out more powder and boldly applied it on the scabies that was oozing with pus on his forehead.
"What's going on? Why is the sore on my forehead itchy?"
The executive's expression changed and he asked coldly.
"That's because your sore is healing."
Chen Yang said calmly.
"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm a fool? Just apply some medicine and the sore will be healed immediately?"
The executive immediately said angrily.
At this time, the servant sweeping the floor came over and said in surprise: "Executive, he is not lying. The sore on your head is really healing!"
"Um?"
The executive was doubtful and reached out to touch his forehead, then his eyes widened.