At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Baoshan came over with Chen Wenli.
Instead of driving his old Jetta, he switched to a Lexus.
Chen Wenli wore a large scarf to cover her head and face, leaving only her iconic big eyes exposed.
I guess if it wasn't dark and inconvenient, I would have to put on sunglasses anyway.
Before coming, Zhang Baoshan said that reporter Chen's face was too familiar to the local people, so he would come later, and asked me to keep quiet.
To be honest, I still feel that this is a feudal superstition, and I am afraid that it will have negative consequences if it spreads.
I was doing evening classes to practice Chinese calligraphy, and I was still nearly thirty words away from finishing. When I saw Zhang Baoshan bringing people in, I didn't stop and just let them sit down first.
Zhang Baoshan couldn't sit still, so he came over to watch me write. While reading, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. Chen Wenli coughed lightly, so he took out the cigarette again and put it under his nose to smell it. non-stop.
Chen Wenli sat for a while and felt bored, so she came over and blurted out, "Good word" after just blinking.
I didn't even raise my head, "Do you know how to read?"
Chen Wenli said: "I have practiced calligraphy since I was a child. I studied seriously with Mr. Wei for three years. Although my writing is average, I have some appreciation skills."
Zhang Baoshan added, "Mr. Wei is a well-known calligraphy and painting master and collector in the country. Last year, a painting, what was it called, sold for 8 million in Hong Kong."
Chen Wenli said: "Autumn Mountains, Rivers and Moon, Mr. Wei's proud work. If it weren't for the money needed to collect antiques, he would not be willing to put it up for auction."
I said, "It's a rare opportunity to have this kind of calligraphy master as my teacher. Why don't you study for two more years?"
Chen Wenli said regretfully: "My mother felt that schooling was the first priority, so she didn't let me go after primary school."
Being able to learn Chinese calligraphy from masters of calligraphy and painting in primary school is not something you can do just by having money.
The more this kind of calligraphy and painting happens, the more people need to raise their own status. As long as their status is raised, money is not an issue.
Educated people talk about being noble, so naturally you cannot use money to impress them.
No wonder Zhang Baoshan said that curing her would bring great benefits.
Zhang Baoshan laughed and interrupted, "Mr. Zhou is also an expert. It's normal for his handwriting to be beautiful. Experts all have good calligraphy."
I was just finishing the last stroke, and glanced at Zhang Baoshan with my pen.
Zhang Baoshan winked at me.
I smiled, stopped teasing Chen Wenli, put down my pen, asked them to sit down on the sofa, poured hot tea, and then said: "Reporter Chen, have your symptoms become more serious in the past two days? Go to the hospital for further checks." Nothing wrong?"
Chen Wenli asked: "How do you know?"
I smiled and said: "It can be seen from the contact that day that you are a very independent person, and you don't really believe in my stuff. It's not just Captain Zhang's persuasion that makes you put aside your prejudices and come to me for consultation."
Chen Wenli smiled calmly, "I have met many masters over the years. Each one boasts louder than the other, but has no real ability. But Uncle Zhang said that you have real ability, so I will give it a try. My symptoms , It’s the same as what you and Uncle Zhang said, but in the past two days, I have suffered from dizziness and palpitations. My head feels heavy and stuffy every morning when I wake up. I don’t know if you can solve it.”
"No rush, let's check the pulse first."
I stretched out my palm, still feeling for pulse first, then pinched my fingers, looked at the back of my palm, and finally asked her to lift her hair, carefully observed her facial features, forehead, neck and cheeks, and finally looked at the back of her neck.
Reporter Chen's skin on his hands, face, and neck is all delicate and smooth. It can be seen that he has been pampered since he was a child, and his fingers have not been touched by spring water since he was a child.
Especially those hands, as soft as boneless and delicate as porcelain, like a perfect work of art.
It's different from Sister Miao's and Feng Juan's hands.
Sister Miao's hands were skinny and tight, but solid and powerful, like steel.
Feng Juan's hands are soft and delicate, but the skin is slightly rough, which is the trace left by years of housework.
In comparison, I prefer Sister Miao's hand. The feeling when holding it is extremely powerful and reassuring.
That was the most solid support I could grasp when I was young.
No matter how good the hand in front of you is, it is not as good as Sister Miao's hand.
After looking at everything carefully, I glanced at Zhang Baoshan, and then said to Chen Wenli: "In the past ten days, have you come into contact with corpses or antiques?"
Chen Wenli said: "I haven't touched the body, but I did enjoy a piece of porcelain from Mr. Wei's new collection a while ago. Does this have something to do with it?"
"It has something to do with it. Many antiques originate from the ground and contain evil spirits. If you are weak, the impact will have adverse effects. Reporter Chen, have you been frail and sick since you were a child? You have irregular menstruation all the year round, and you also have... Are the menstrual cramps severe?"
Chen Wenli was a little surprised, "Can this be seen? I thought you people who treat external diseases only understand the gods and ghosts."
I smiled and said: "External path disease looks at the Yin pulse condition. The Yin pulse theory was first proposed by Master Ge Hongxian in "Miscellaneous Theory of Pulse Conditions". Master Ge Xian is a famous doctor of the generation, and we orthodox disciples must also understand the medical theory. , otherwise, you cannot prescribe medicine to treat physical injuries. Your problem is not big. I will prescribe a medicine for you. A course of treatment lasts for fifteen days. I will also write down how to cook it for you. Drink it before nine o'clock every night, and drink it continuously. Three days can relieve most of the symptoms. After one course of treatment, come back again and I will see if you need to adjust the medicine again."
Chen Wenli looked even more surprised, "Is it okay to just prescribe medicine? I see other doctors who treat external diseases, chanting sutras and dancing, making it very lively. Don't you need to do this?"
"You are not in shock. You don't need these methods. It can be solved by taking medicine. When looking at external diseases, you should also treat them symptomatically. You can't just ask the gods to recite sutras."
I wrote a prescription, took out a finger-sized wooden ax pendant, and gave it to her.
"This is a mahogany axe. It will hang on for the first three days after taking the medicine. Do not take it off even when sleeping. If the ax head is cracked, come and find me."
Chen Wenli took the mahogany ax and said with a smile: "This is a bit like a normal gentleman. Without this procedure, I always feel that I am missing something. I really want to treat you as an ordinary Chinese medicine doctor."
I didn't take her word for it.
It could be heard from her tone that she was actually not very convinced of me.
In this case, there is no need to say more.
Not enough words to speculate.
I have successfully established myself in Jincheng, so there is no need to go up and try to please the powerful.
Chen Wenli was not interested in chatting with me anymore. After getting the prescription and peach wood ax, she left with Zhang Baoshan.
I packed up my pen, ink, and paper, and still went to the yard to do evening classes and boxing.
After finishing the boxing, tidying up, and lying on the bed, Zhang Baoshan's call came over.
"What was Chen Wenli's situation just now? Why didn't you tell her face to face?"
