Lin Wanqing quickly noticed something was wrong with Qin Ming and gently pushed Qin Ming's arm.
"Mr. Lin, your hall is gray, your corners are blue, and you are going to die soon..."
Qin Ming blurted out.
"What?"
When Qin Ming said this, it was like a bombshell that almost stunned Lin Wanqing and others.
Mr. Lin just took a sip of tea and spurted it out.
"Boy, you must be sincere. My dad invites you here with good intentions, but you dare to curse him to death!"
"Are you tired of living?"
Lin Tenghui was furious, slapped the table and stood up.
Mr. Lin's face also darkened. Just now he had doubted whether Qin Ming was playing hard to get.
Now it seems that Qin Ming is really being mysterious and doesn't know what tricks he wants to play.
For a time, the good impression he had on Qin Ming immediately disappeared.
"Qin Ming, what's the matter with you? My grandfather is in good health. What nonsense are you talking about!"
Lin Wanqing also looked at Qin Ming unhappy.
"I......"
"Maybe I saw it wrong. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."
Qin Ming's face turned red, and he quickly apologized, secretly complaining that he was too talkative. He was like a ghost just now, talking nonsense.
"Forget it, maybe it's just a misunderstanding..."
Mr. Lin's expression softened a little, but his impression of Qin Ming was already extremely bad.
If it weren't for the fact that Qin Ming had saved Lin Wanqing's life, he might have issued an eviction order by now.
At this moment, rapid footsteps sounded, and a housekeeper walked quickly into the main hall from outside.
"Master Qi, the master of Chinese medicine, Mr. Qi, is here..."
"Invite him in quickly."
Mr. Lin said quickly.
Soon.
An old man with gray hair, about sixty or seventy years old, walked in from outside with an assistant behind him.
"Mr. Qi, please take a seat!"
Mr. Lin and others greeted him with a very respectful and polite attitude.
This Qi Lao Qi Wenzheng is a leading figure in the medical community in Jiangcheng. He has superb medical skills and acupuncture. He has very high attainments in both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. He is regarded as the master of Chinese medicine and is also revered as the "King of Acupuncture" by many people.
!
In terms of status, background or family fortune, Qi Wenzheng is definitely far inferior to a large family like the Lin family, but in terms of reputation and status, he is not inferior to Mr. Lin in the slightest.
After all, everyone gets sick sometimes. Mr. Qi is recognized as the number one doctor in Jiangcheng. Many rich and powerful people in the circle have asked him to see a doctor and have great respect for him.
"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to bother you this time. I want to check you again..."
Mr. Qi cupped his hands and smiled.
Half a month ago, Mr. Lin suddenly fell ill and suffered from chest pain and difficulty breathing.
Later, it was Mr. Qi who cured Mr. Lin's illness.
The two parties agreed to conduct a reexamination in half a month. If there are no problems during this reexamination, it means that the condition has been completely cured.
"Mr. Qi, I'll help you."
"Mr. Lin, you're polite, that's what you should be doing."
After the two sides exchanged a few simple polite words, Mr. Qi motioned for Mr. Lin to sit down, and then he began to take Mr. Lin's pulse, and from time to time he also looked at Mr. Lin's complexion.
His face gradually became serious.
Lin Tenghui's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Qi, how is my dad's condition?"
"Mr. Lin's complexion doesn't look very good. His Yintang is gray and the corners of his head are blue and purple. This seems to be an ominous sign..."
Mr. Qi frowned and said.
"Yintang turns gray?"
"The Cape is blue?"
Lin Tenghui and others were shocked and couldn't help but look in Qin Ming's direction.
They remembered very clearly that this is what Qin Ming said just now!
"But don't worry, Mr. Lin's pulse is normal and there should be no problem..."
Mr. Qi consoled him.
"That's good."
Lin Tenghui and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the conclusion Qin Ming just came to is completely different from that of Mr. Qi, Mr. Qi is a master of Chinese medicine, so of course they believe in Mr. Qi more.
"Well, in order to avoid any accidents, I will use the instrument to check Mr. Lin carefully."
Mr. Qi pondered for a while and said.
Lin Tenghui nodded, "Okay, there are instruments upstairs, which are the most advanced medical equipment."
Afterwards, Mr. Qi, Lin Tenghui and others went upstairs together. Lin Wanqing followed because she was worried about her grandfather's health.
Qin Ming was left standing alone in the hall in embarrassment. It was neither appropriate nor appropriate to leave.
Soon.
After the inspection, Mr. Qi, Lin Tenghui and others came down from upstairs.
"Everything in the inspection just now was normal. I guess I was worrying too much."
"The old man's complexion is not very good. It may just be a loss of qi and blood. I will prescribe a medicine to replenish blood and qi first. Take it for a few days and see."
Mr. Qi wrote the prescription and gave it to Mr. Lin, then said goodbye and prepared to leave.
Mr. Lin opened his mouth to say something, but a sharp pain suddenly hit his heart. Then he coughed violently, his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Tenghui was shocked and hurriedly half-supported and half-hugged Mr. Lin, only to find that Mr. Lin's eyes were closed tightly and he had passed out.
"Mr. Qi, what's going on? Why did my grandfather suddenly faint..."
Lin Wanqing asked anxiously.
"This... shouldn't be!"
"Don't worry, I'll take his pulse later."
Mr. Qi was also surprised. He quickly squatted down and took Mr. Lin's pulse.
Mr. Lin's originally strong and normal pulse had become weak and disordered at some point. Even his heartbeat had weakened a lot, and his life was in danger at any time.
"The old man's situation is very bad. Bring me the needles and I'll give him a few injections!"
Mr. Qi is truly a master of Chinese medicine. He never panics in the face of danger. He took a box of silver needles from his assistant and began to inject Mr. Lin's needles.
His technique was crisp and neat. The first needle was inserted into the Neiguan point, and the second needle was aimed at the Shenmen point...
"Wait a moment!"
"You can't do acupuncture like this!"
"This will kill the old man!"
Just when Mr. Qi was about to get the second injection, he was suddenly stopped by Qin Ming next to him.
"Who are you?"
"Why, are you doubting my medical skills?"
Mr. Qi glanced at Qin Ming with a displeased face.
"I'm not doubting..."
"In short, I think the first needle should be inserted into the Zhuanzhong point, and the second needle should be inserted into the Shenque point..."
A map of acupuncture points on the human body appeared in Qin Ming's mind, and he read it subconsciously.