Chapter 407: Ten-fold Tonic Pill
He Shu had said similar words to Qian Xiangxiang before, but he didn't expect that Uncle Yu would use them on himself today.
"He Shu, do you know what kind of people often miss the past?"
"It's for those who are not satisfied with their current life. How about you? Are you satisfied with your current life?"
He Shu barely hesitated and replied softly, "Satisfied."
"What are you satisfied with? I heard from your uncle that you once lived alone and your life was very hard, so are you satisfied that you no longer have to go hungry and cold?"
"No." He Shu paused and said, "I don't have any material requirements. It's because I have many people around me who care about me, so I think now is good."
"So what are you dissatisfied with in your current life ?"
Yu Boqing continued to guide, turning the silver needle on He Shu's head from time to time, which could help He Shu stabilize his emotions.
He Shu didn't say anything, and Yu Boqing didn't urge him. The fact that he didn't say anything meant that he was indeed dissatisfied with something.
"I'm quite familiar with your uncle. He's actually a very good person. Others say he's too straightforward and has a bad temper. What kind of person do you think your uncle is?"
As long as he was not questioned, He Shu was willing to cooperate with Uncle Yu, so he told him what he thought of his uncle.
"I also think that my uncle is a good person, a man who speaks tough words but has a soft heart."
"Haha, if your uncle heard this, he would be so touched. But you are right, he is indeed hard on the outside but soft on the inside."
"What about your grandpa ? What do you think of him?"
He Shu pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa is a very wise old man, very kind."
"Hmm..." Yu Boqing nodded: "Where is your aunt Qi Xue? I heard that you have a very good relationship with your aunt. Can you tell me why?"
He Shu, who had been answering questions well, fell silent again. However, Yu Boqing was not in a hurry and started talking about other things about Qi Xue.
"Your aunt is a beautiful girl in the army. I don't know how many people think it's a pity that she doesn't get married."
Yu Boqing smiled and said, "At first I wanted my son to pursue your aunt, but after thinking about it I decided not to. Although my son is younger than your aunt, he is still not worthy of her."
Hearing Uncle Yu's teasing, He Shu relaxed a lot: "My aunt wasted her youth because of her duties."
"Do you like your aunt's personality?"
"Um."
"Have you ever thought that it would be nice if your aunt was your mother? Or if your mother was your aunt, someone who dares to love and hate?"
He Shu paused for a moment, and Yu Boqing spoke lightly about something else, then removed the needles one by one.
"What do you think of your aunt?"
He Shu adjusted his breathing and said, "My aunt is very kind, very gentle, and also... very pitiful. She is a good mother."
"Alas, life is not always satisfactory, but Zhu Yu is also very lucky because she waited for you."
Yu Boqing disinfected the needle again and carefully put it back into the needle bag: "Does your aunt's kindness to you put pressure on you?"
He Shu did not hide it: "Yes, there are some."
"Are you willing?"
"I would like to. If my aunt recovers, the mood of other people in the family will also improve."
Yu Boqing smiled and patted He Shu's hand: "So it's hard to choose after weighing the pros and cons, right?"
"Let's talk about your girlfriend. What kind of girl is she?..."
On this day, He Shu talked a lot with Uncle Yu, and almost everyone around him analyzed their personality traits from He Shu's perspective.
In He Shu's eyes, these people are his closest relatives, so all he said were their merits.
Yu Boqing did not hear any shortcomings about these people from He Shu.
They chatted in low voices like this, with Yu Boqing pressing a few acupoints on He Shu from time to time. He actually fell asleep again while talking.
After washing his hands, Yu Boqing opened the door and walked out, returning to the office where Qi Zhijun was sitting alone drinking tea.
"Are you really free now? Are you really not going there?"
"No. How's my nephew?"
Yu Boqing shook his head: "Heart disease is difficult to cure."
Qi Zhijun's eyes widened: "Didn't you say that it would be fine if I didn't have nightmares?"
“If the fundamental problem is not solved, there will be no improvement.”
"What should we do? Old Yu, you can't just ignore it. This is a problem caused by your students."
Yu Boqing showed a dissatisfied look: "Don't accuse me. This is obviously a problem that your nephew already had, but my students helped him expose it earlier."
Seeing Qi Zhijun about to go berserk, Yu Boqing smiled again: "Alright, alright, I was just kidding you. You are old but still not as steady as your nephew."
After joking, Yu Boqing said to Qi Zhijun seriously: "Doctors are not omnipotent. It depends on whether they can face the problem themselves."
"It's the same as if you didn't say anything." Qi Zhijun pounded the table twice: "It's not as good as when I first came here. Although it's awkward, there aren't so many things to do."
Yu Boqing also saw that Qi Zhijun was really anxious, and he could understand.
The Qi family's feelings towards He Shu are somewhat complicated, but fortunately, the Qi family didn't have so many twists and turns, so they were able to get the child to accept it so quickly.
Otherwise, with He Shu's intelligence, it would definitely backfire and he might not even have any dealings with the Qi family.
But it is precisely because He Shu is too smart that if he himself cannot figure it out, then others can only assist him at best.
"Actually, you don't have to be too nervous. This kid has been through a lot, and he'll figure it out sooner or later."
"You mean, wait until he figures it out?"
"Assisted treatment is definitely effective. Why are you so cautious now? You are still the same to him as you were before."
"He's too sensitive. The more nervous you are, the more he'll think. Do you understand what I mean?"
Qi Zhijun thought about it carefully and nodded seriously.
Yu Boqing let He Shu sleep at his place for the whole afternoon and did not prescribe any Chinese medicine soup for He Shu this time.
Instead, he was prescribed some Chinese medicine pills, each black pill was about the size of a ping-pong ball.
There are nine pills in a box. Take one pill every day. Let He Shu come back to him after he finishes taking them.
On the way back, He Shu held the box in a daze. It was so big, how could he eat it?
Qi Zhijun was thinking about Yu Boqing's advice to him: Don't be too nervous? Just treat it the same as before?
He glanced at He Shu and thought for a while: "You have recovered and the New Year has passed. It's time to start training."
He Shu uttered an "ah" and turned to look at his uncle: "But I'm going to school soon."
"School starts when it starts. You should practice more physical education at school. When you come back during the holidays, I will teach you how to practice."
He checked the time: "Isn't there still one day tomorrow? It starts from tomorrow."
Then he shook his head and said to himself, "Let's start from today. Don't wait until tomorrow. Go home and run a few laps to warm up."
He Shu looked down at the medicine box in his arms again. On it was the name of the medicine written by Uncle Yu himself: "Shiquan Dabu Pills."
The handwriting was flamboyant, but He Shu knew that this was not the real Ten-Herb Tonic Pill.
Because he had just insisted on asking what it was for, Uncle Yu found a pen and wrote down the name of the medicine for him, saying it could cure anything.
Looking at my uncle's expression, it seems like he needs special training again.
So this medicine is to prolong his life, right?
