Suddenly, the entrance to the restaurant was in a mess.
There was an unpleasant sour smell in the air.
"Oh, sir, if you want to vomit, don't vomit here. This...this...oh."
The owner of the restaurant walked over and complained unhappily.
Business people pay attention to auspiciousness. It was noon at this time, and there were many people coming to dine.
As a result, Ni Changyu was fine and vomited yellow and white stuff all over the floor.
The guests who originally planned to come pinched their noses and turned around to leave.
"sorry."
Ni Changyu's face turned blue and white. It was really embarrassing.
He drank less than ten glasses of wine before and after, which was only four or five liang of white wine. He really couldn't figure out how he got drunk.
I even wondered if the liquor was fake.
At this time, the entourage came running over in a hurry.
"Master Ni, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Ni Changyu shook his head and raised a hand, "I'm... fine, you pay... the boss, let's go!"
He suppressed his dizziness and staggered towards the parking lot.
Before I had taken a few steps, there was another upheaval.
He rushed to the nearest green trash can, held it with both hands, stretched his neck, and vomited loudly.
At this time, the spoiled Ni Changyu couldn't care less about the stench in the trash can.
After finally vomiting, I felt like my eyes were spinning, and I finally fell down next to the trash can.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yulan, Wu Wenli, and Lin Zixi were stunned.
If he came over excitedly for a toast, he wouldn't be so drunk.
"Hey, what a pity the food on this table is." Qin Fan said regretfully.
Phoenix Girl and Xiao Wen both laughed. Probably only Qin Fan could come up with this method.
After Ni Changyu's entourage paid the bill, they hurriedly took him away.
The flies were finally no longer annoying, but with such a fuss, several people lost their appetite.
"Okay, okay, we finally got rid of the flies." Lin Zixi said: "Sisters, there is a restaurant next to it, why don't we find another one."
"Haha, we've almost eaten, Xiao Xi, it's time for us to go home. Let's get together again when we have the opportunity." Zhou Yulan said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll make an appointment with you another day and let's exchange phone numbers."
Lin Zixi exchanged phone numbers and WeChat messages with several people.
Afterwards, several people returned to the parking lot and drove away.
In the remote suburbs of Melbourne, Australia.
Today is the time for Xiao Jie, Wang Yingsi, and Xiao Zhan to be buried.
Wang Yifan, Wang Xirong, Wang Yi, and Wang Qiang arrived in Melbourne yesterday.
According to Western rituals, a priest was invited to preside over and the ashes of the three people were buried here.
The wind was strong, making the clothes on my body rustle.
There was no trace of sadness on Lu Zhiwen's face, and Xiao Yingying lost a lot of weight.
Back at the manor, Lu Zhiwen asked Zuo Xin to settle Wang Yifan and Wang Xirong.
Then he and Wang Yi came to the path in the manor, and they talked while walking.
"Zhiwen, my condolences. Now that my aunt and uncle are gone, you are the closest person to Yingying."
"Well, I know, cousin, you will go back to China tomorrow, and I would like to ask you to help me bring someone back."
Wang Yi did not hesitate and nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, it's a small matter."
He knew what Lu Zhiwen wanted to do, and he didn't ask specifically who he wanted to take back.
"Zhiwen, don't be too impatient, just take your time and figure it out."
"The cunning rabbit has three burrows is an idiom. Although it has a derogatory meaning, if you think about it carefully, it is very strategic."
"Similarly, there is also an idiom called "Sleeping on fuel and tasting courage."
Lu Zhiwen was startled and immediately understood what Wang Yi meant.
He is not the Lu Zhiwen he was more than two months ago.
"Well, I know, the world is so big, there is always a place for me."
Wang Yi admired Lu Zhiwen for revealing everything at one point and stopped in his tracks.
"His morale is now strong and he has extensive connections. Even though you have left the capital, with his carefulness, he will not let down his guard for the time being."
"Huh, as long as I don't go back to China, there's nothing he can do to me." Lu Zhiwen said coldly.
Indeed, Qin Fan has a wide network of contacts, which can only be limited to China.
If you go abroad, this energy will be greatly reduced.
Wang Yi patted his shoulder and said, "Just understand. Don't worry, my cousin will help you secretly."
The next day, Wang Yifan, Wang Xirong and others hurried back to the capital.
No one was alarmed, but there was an extra Zuo Xin among the people traveling with him.
Time flies and several days pass by.
This morning, Qin Fan had just finished diagnosing a patient.
A military jeep parked urgently at the entrance of Bian Que Hall, and Zhang Feng jumped out of the car in casual clothes.
He strode into the hall and saw Qin Fan at first sight.
Without caring about politeness, he shouted: "Mr. Qin, come with me quickly."
Qin Fan was shocked when he saw it was Zhang Feng. He thought there was something wrong with Mr. Zhang.
He took his satchel and hurriedly walked out with Zhang Feng.
"Oh, Zhang Feng, what happened?"
"I have a son of a comrade-in-arms. The current situation is very pessimistic. Please go over and take a look at it for them."
Hearing what Zhang Feng said, Qin Fan felt relieved again.
At the same time, at the General Staff Hospital in Beijing.
A major general wearing a military uniform and carrying a gold star on his shoulder walked out of the special care ward. His name was Chang Jiexiong.
"How is it? General Chang." Ma Yizhou, director of the Department of Internal Medicine of Traditional Chinese Medicine, asked hurriedly.
Chang Jiexiong shook his head with a very serious expression.
"It still doesn't work. Xiaojun still can't urinate when he goes to the bathroom, bit by bit."
At this time, a young woman next to Chang Jiexiong asked anxiously: "Dean Wei, Doctor Ma, is the dose of the medicine not enough?"
She is Song Jiehui, wife of Chang Jiexiong, and the one who is sick is their son Chang Xiaojun.
Dean Wei's full name is Wei Youde. He has a ruddy complexion and is in his fifties.
He looked at Chang Jiexiong and Song Jiehui.
"The medicine prescribed by General Chang, Mrs. Chang, and Director Ma has taken into account Xiaojun's specific situation, and the dose is considered to be very large."
"If it is edema caused by ordinary difficulty in urinating, any prescription of Wuling Powder and Zhuling Decoction can solve it."
When Song Jiehui heard this, she couldn't help crying again and sat down on the chair outside the ward.
"This is how to do ah!"
It turned out that a few days ago, Chang Xiaojun suddenly developed a fever, sneezing, and runny nose, and was initially diagnosed as a cold.
Treated with cold granules and western medicine, the symptoms of the cold will be suppressed quickly.
However, edema occurred, and after examination by Western medicine, he was diagnosed as tubulonephritis.
After a series of treatments, instead of getting better, the symptoms got worse.
Now it has spread to the whole body, the limbs are severely swollen, the scrotum is as big as a fist, the navel is protruding, the face is swollen, and the eyes are like slits.
Due to inability to urinate, asthma, chest swelling, inability to lie down, dry skin, no sweating, fever and irritability.
Only then did traditional Chinese medicine intervene, which was the last resort for many large hospitals and a common practice.
This does not mean that Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine, it is the last straw.
But the preferred treatment method for modern people is Western medicine. Only when there is no choice will they let Chinese medicine treat a dead horse.
After Ma Yizhou underwent four rounds of traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis, he was prescribed Wuling Powder and Zhuling Decoction for treatment.
Half an hour after taking the first decoction, Chang Xiaojun wanted to go to the bathroom.
Chang Jiexiong went there in person holding the child.
But the results were not ideal. It was still like the effect of Western medicine treatment, which could only produce bits and pieces.
In other words, the urine is still unable to be discharged, a large amount of liquid still remains in the human body, and the edema naturally cannot be eliminated.