After Yun Yi drove Peng Chong and others away, Cheng Peng came out.
He smiled and said to Yun Yi: "Good boy, why didn't you tell me that you have the method of diagnosing pulses with silk threads?"
Yun Yi smiled and asked: "Teacher, do you want to learn?"
"Yes I do!"
Cheng Peng nodded quickly.
"You can't learn."
Yun Yi said helplessly: "Teacher, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that there is a certain age limit for the ability to diagnose pulse with silk threads."
"Teacher, you are of a certain age, and your hands are calloused due to work, and your perceptual ability is much worse than that of young people, so it becomes extremely difficult for you to diagnose the pulse with a thread.
Already."
"That's true." Cheng Peng nodded, having to admit this.
Yun Yi said: "As for me, my perception is very keen, which is why I can make a diagnosis faster than Peng Chong."
After Yun Yi explained, Cheng Peng, a man who was obsessed with medicine, had to give up.
Yun Yi smiled and said: "Moreover, the purpose of learning Chinese medicine is not to show off your skills, but to actually save people."
"This so-called pulse diagnosis with hanging wires just looks a bit magical, but its actual effect is not as practical as direct pulse diagnosis with fingers."
"That is."
Cheng Peng laughed and said, "It's because I got caught up in the phase. I didn't expect that I would learn from you instead."
"That's because, teacher, you are too obsessed with Chinese medicine."
Yun Yi sighed: "So, it is a blessing for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to have a doctor like you as the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and it is also a blessing for the entire Traditional Chinese Medicine community."
Cheng Peng was so excited by Yun Yi's words.
It was already time to get off work at noon. Yun Yi changed his clothes and walked out of Baicaotang. A black Geely Xingyue L stopped in front of him.
Lu Zijin stuck his head out and said, "Get in the car."
"What are you doing in the car?"
"Just come up."
"I won't get in your car until you make it clear."
Lu Zijin rolled his eyes and said, "You are now the family doctor contracted by our Lu family. I want you to treat me at the head office, right?"
"Can I treat your irregular menstruation?"
"yes."
Lu Zijin wanted to get out of the car and strangle Yun Yi to death, but this guy even shouted loudly. Did he want everyone to know that he had irregular menstruation?
Yun Yi smiled and got in the car.
"I didn't expect that, don't your Lu family have a high status in Qingyang City? You drive a car worth more than 100,000 yuan and go out so low-key?"
"What do you know?"
Lu Zijin said angrily: "Grandpa doesn't let us drive too cool cars to avoid being too ostentatious."
Yun Yi nodded.
Being rich but knowing how to keep a low profile is like Shen Qingxue's restriction on Shen Qingwu. This idea is actually quite good.
"And don't underestimate my car."
Lu Zijin said proudly: "This car has been reinforced and modified in various ways, and it has bulletproof functions."
Yun Yi sweats, rich people are afraid of death.
"You should be having lunch after get off work at this time, right? I pulled you out like this and I should treat you to a meal. Tell me, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you."
"I want to eat fried rice noodles." Yun Yi said.
"What?"
Lu Zijin said unhappily: "What? You look down on me? Do you think I can't afford you a nice meal?"
"No."
Yun Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Eating fried noodles and eating fast food are normal life for me. There is no need to eat too good."
"no."
Lu Zijin refused very domineeringly: "After all, I am asking you for something. If I treat you to fried rice noodles, it would seem that I am too petty. Come on, I will treat you to Xinghai to eat Western food."