A man who was clearly having trouble breathing and was dying of illness was not sick.
Even if Zhang Dachuan said this to Liang Yueying and others, he would find it ridiculous.
But this is an indisputable fact before him.
He believed that what he saw with his clairvoyance ability was correct. There were no problems with any of Liang Jingtian's body organs and he was healthier than the elderly of the same age. But what could be the explanation for his current condition?
Just when Sister Liang Yueying was so anxious that she was about to cry, and Liang Qianhao's family of three were watching with cold eyes, and they were so happy that they wanted to dance to celebrate, Zhang Dachuan suddenly had an idea and thought of something.
He remembered the Xuanyin wood Buddha amulet he had taken off from Liang Jingtian's neck when he first treated him on the high-speed train.
At that time, there was nothing abnormal about Liang Jingtian's health. It was just because he wore the evil Buddha amulet that he got sick again and again.
In an instant, Zhang Dachuan understood everything.
He turned back and glanced at the cup of high-grade black tea that was still warm on the coffee table. He turned to Sister Liang Yueying and Mr. and Mrs. Liang Guodong and said slowly:
"Don't worry, I've found the cause."
Hearing this, Liang Yueying and others were overjoyed, but Liang Qianhao's lips curled up slightly, and he could hardly help but laugh loudly.
At this time, Zhang Dachuan is still bragging.
The old man is not sick at all, so where is the cause?
He suppressed his laughter and planned to see how Zhang Dachuan could fulfill this lie. Once the old man died, he would immediately attack and kill this thorn in his side!
But then, Zhang Dachuan's operation made Liang Qianhao's scalp numb, and his heart fell to the bottom.
Zhang Dachuan first asked Liang Yueling to help Liang Jingtian sit upright, then took out the silver needle, and before anyone could react, he suddenly inserted it into several acupuncture points in Liang Jingtian's abdomen.
Liang Jingtian reacted immediately when the three key points on his stomach, Shangwan, Zhongwan and Xiawan, were stimulated by silver needles.
His eyes suddenly bulged, and after a surge in his throat, he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of dark red liquid.
It was the fine black tea he drank earlier, mixed with some pastries he had eaten before.
boom.
Seeing this scene, Liang Qianhao felt as if he was struck by lightning. He took several steps back with a look of disbelief on his face.
"This, this is impossible!"
He murmured and looked at Zhang Dachuan as if he had seen a ghost. He never imagined that the other party could find the root cause of his disease in the black tea he had just brewed.
How can this be!
He is just a doctor, how could he know Feng Shui?
Subconsciously, Liang Qianhao looked at Liang Jingren.
The latter's eyes were equally obscure and shocked, but fortunately he was not shocked at all. He gently patted Liang Qianhao's shoulder and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Don't be afraid. Our methods are very subtle. Without real evidence, there is no way to pursue the case."
"Most of this person... just guessed that there was something wrong with the tea. He probably hasn't found the specific root cause."
After hearing this, Liang Qianhao temporarily suppressed the horror in his heart and stared at Zhang Dachuan's back.
At this moment, he finally felt afraid of this country bumpkin.
After vomiting, Liang Jingren's pain disappeared instantly.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and slumped down on the sofa. His whole body was filled with the comfort and joy of surviving the disaster.
The old man waved his hand gently, forced out a smile, and said to Liang Yueying and others:
"Okay, it's okay. Grandpa feels much better now."
"It was Doctor Zhang who saved my life again today."
After hearing this, Liang Yueying and Liang Yueling were so excited that they almost cried. They held each other's hands and said happily:
"Great, Grandpa is fine."
"Miracle Doctor Zhang has done great work again, thanks to him being here tonight!"
Liang Guodong wiped the corners of his father's mouth and wiped the corners of his eyes happily:
"Doctor Zhang is the savior of my Liang family. Dad has been saved by him twice."
"Fortunately, I believed in Doctor Zhang just now, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
After several people rejoiced, Liang Jingtian waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
He grabbed Zhang Dachuan's hand and said:
"Doctor Zhang, the Liang family now owes you a favor, and I don't know when I will be able to repay it to you."
Zhang Dachuan shook his head:
"Old man, as I said before, it is your duty to treat illnesses and save people. Don't say disrespectful words."
Liang Jingtian said firmly:
"What needs to be said, what must be said, in your eyes is a duty, in the eyes of us patients, it is a life-saving kindness, and must be said."
"However, old man, I want to ask you clearly, what is going on with my body? Why do I get sick without any warning?"
Hearing this, Liang Yueying and others also looked at Zhang Dachuan with great confusion.
Liang Qianhao, who was doing the whole thing, naturally had a puzzled expression on his face.
At Liang Jingtian's position, not to mention the professional medical team in his family, there are definitely many medical experts in the network of contacts he has access to. However, since Liang Jingtian became ill, what he has learned from these people is vague. There are various speculations, but no one has ever given the correct treatment and accurate cause.
Only Zhang Dachuan, with two successful and precise shots, saved Liang Jingtian from the brink of death.
Therefore, Liang Jingtian was very curious about the cause of his illness.
Zhang Dachuan stood up and came to the coffee table, picked up the black tea that Liang Jingtian had just drank, and said lightly:
"The problem lies in the cup of black tea you just drank."
"It's what almost killed you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was stunned.
Liang Jingtian looked at the cup of tea in disbelief. While his face was serious, his words were full of questions:
"Can a cup of tea have such power? It's impossible. I drink tea every day."
"Moreover, the tea today was brewed for me personally by my eldest grandson Liang Qianhao. It is still a very precious black tea. There is no way it can go wrong."
Unless, there is something wrong with the person making the tea.
Liang Qianhao, who felt guilty, saw this and immediately echoed:
"That's it, Zhang Dachuan, stop talking nonsense. My grandfather has been drinking tea for decades and has never had any problems. Why do you say that today's cup of tea almost killed him?"
"Did you know that I was the one who picked it up, so you wanted to frame me deliberately?"
After speaking, he faced Liang Jingtian and explained:
"Grandpa, Zhang Dachuan and I had some personal grudges when we were in college. He has always wanted to take revenge on me over the years. What he said just now was simply him taking the opportunity to frame me. You can't believe it."
Zhao Yuhuan was also anxious, because she found that Zhang Dachuan seemed to have seen through their conspiracy. At this time, she could only help without hesitation:
"Yes, dad, Ganhao was not sensible when he was young, and he had a conflict with this miracle doctor Zhang over a woman. This man suddenly appeared in Dongjiang some time ago and threatened to seek revenge on Ganhao. You can't believe a word he said. ah."
