Zheng Dao never accepted Li Shizhe, and Cao Xialan became the central figure. Under everyone's gaze, he felt a little shy and uneasy, and rubbed his hands: "Uncle, if I said I was just guessing randomly, would you believe it?"

"Brother, be serious, don't do this..." Li Bie closed his eyes with pain, "I will turn my back on you if I do this."

Why aren't he serious? Zheng Dao rubbed his hands again and was still a little serious: "Actually, when I asked Li the three questions, I had already told me the reason why I doubted Dongying. To be honest, when I was chatting with Dongying at the door, I smelled the Chinese herbal medicines on him, but his complexion was obviously not sick. I didn't think much about it, thinking that he was just taking medicine for his friend..."

"Often people use Chinese medicine, the smell on their bodies will not be that big, unless they put the medicine on them, and I also found the raw materials for Chinese medicine in him. Nowadays, people generally have two ways to take Chinese medicine, either boil it or break it into granules and brew it. Because most people think it is too troublesome to boil medicine, they usually make it into granules at the pharmacy and then brew it."

"In fact, it is not enough to explain anything based on the above details. However, although the complexion of Dongying is healthy, his expression is a bit abnormal. Unlike before, he is calm and at ease, there must be something that he doesn't want to hide. Once a person hides a big thing in his heart, no matter how well he hides it, his expression will unknowingly reveal a feeling of dodging and fear."

"Of course, if it weren't for Uncle Li's phone call, I wouldn't have known that a murder case occurred, and I wouldn't have thought that Dongying was the murderer. Sorry, Uncle, I accidentally heard some of your phone content just now, and the details of some Chinese medicinal materials being stolen on the scene caused my guess. I have always believed that there are no absolute coincidences in the world, and all coincidences have inherent and inevitable factors... Okay, I'm finished. By the way, if I'm not wrong, Jia Nengfei is the so-called Chinese medicine doctor who treats cough and lung diseases, right?"

Li Shizhe's expression went from solemn to relaxed, and then from relaxed to surprise. He nodded: "Yes, he claimed to be a miracle doctor who can cure all kinds of coughs and lung diseases."

I don’t know if the liar who claimed to be a miracle doctor in ancient times was the same as now, who treated as the disease of asthma and xing? Zheng Dao remembered that his father had practiced medicine for many years before, and repeatedly warned him that “no treatment of asthma inside and no treatment of ringworm outside”. The diseases of cough and asthma and skin diseases are the most complex and difficult, because there are many causes and are generally difficult to cure, which is a stubborn disease.

On the contrary, the disease of a certain local organ in the body is not difficult to treat, but people who suffer from this disease are worried about being exposed and dare not go to a large hospital. They think that a small private doctor can cure it. However, they will become worse and worse, and they spend a lot of money, which will eventually delay the disease.

"This time, I have to thank you, Xiao Zheng." Li Shizhe's image has changed a lot, but it is impossible to completely reverse his impression. He still has to say the polite words he should say, mainly because he solved the case. Not only did he make a great contribution, but Li Bie and He Xiaoyu also made contributions.

When he went downstairs, he didn't care about thinking so much. After Li Bei and He Xiaoyu followed him to surround the winter camp, he realized that it was Zheng Dao who asked them to come down to help him. He said intimidated that at the critical moment, he forgot to pull his son, but he still couldn't think about it carefully. He was not as careful as Zheng Dao.

"I just said casually that it is my honor to believe me. It is my honor to capture Dongying, which is my hard work." Zheng Dao did not take credit, and what he said was his heart. If Li Shizhe didn't believe that he would not make a decision immediately, he would not verify his guess.

Trust is the foundation of success.

Li Shizhe took a sip of tea and glanced at Li Bei, He Xiaoyu, Teng Zhe and others: "Sit down, sit down, and we are all here today. Come and talk about Zheng Dao's work."

Li Bie was overjoyed. He mentioned to his father several times that he hoped to arrange for Zheng Dao to work in the municipal bureau. Zheng Dao was fully qualified to be a psychologist, but every time his father was vague, and he didn't agree or refused clearly, so he felt unsure.

Now my dad mentioned that there should be a chance. He ran to Zheng Dao happily, moved a stool and sat with him, and touched his arm: "Brother, do serious people and do serious things. Follow my dad's arrangements to go to work hard and be a serious psychologist. No longer do it, be good."

If it weren't for Li Bie's house, Zheng Dao would have to beat him up. He endured the impulse. Zheng Dao did not wait for Li Shizhe to speak and started to take action first: "Uncle, I came to the door suddenly today and didn't prepare any gifts. Otherwise, I'll tell you two stories to my uncle and aunt?"

He Xiaoyu widened his eyes. What's going on? Zheng Dao wanted to continue to show his eyes. Why did he get drunk without drinking?

Teng Zhe was so drunk that he was just drunk. Brother, can you do it? What kind of talent he performed in front of Uncle Li? Is he always rigid and serious? You don’t know! Don’t think that if you show off your skills in front of him, you can climb up the pole and fall down carefully!

Li Bie was even more anxious and pulled Zheng Dao hard, and his hands were forced and his eyes were winked.

Zheng Dao turned a blind eye to the expressions of the three people. He had his own ideas. Today's opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you don't know if there is another next time. Now Li Shizhe has solved the biggest trouble at present. He is in a good mood and can listen to the words.

Sure enough, Zheng Dao guessed it. Li Shizhe was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Okay, tell stories just by telling stories. Anyway, just chat casually. I haven't talked to you young people well for a long time. Lao Cao, get some dried fruits, fruits, etc. Today I'm going to hold a symposium with them."

The atmosphere is good, and I hope the next effect will be good, Zheng Dao pushed Li Bie away with his backhand and started talking: "Li Bie, I'll ask you a question..."

Li Bie's face suddenly pulled down, and he used him as dice, thinking he was a lucky star?

"You have a cold, and I found a Chinese medicine doctor. The Chinese medicine doctor asked you to drink ginger soup and hot water, and told you many precautions. You will be cured after drinking it, and the precautions will be thrown behind your head. Later, you got a more serious illness - cough cough, metaphor, just a metaphor, not curse you, don't stare at me, do you need surgery, you went to the hospital, the surgeon cured your illness..." Zheng Dao hugged Li Bie's shoulder, "Who do you think is more powerful? Who are you grateful to?"

"Of course I'm a surgeon. Do you think I'm stupid? I'm so brainless. Brother, I suspect you're blaming me, although I don't have any evidence."

"But if I tell you that the serious illness you suffered from later that needed surgery can actually be avoided. As long as you listen to traditional Chinese medicine and pay more attention to things, what would you think?" Zheng Dao just raised the question, no matter what Li Biezhen thought, what he wanted was to convince Li Shizhe, "The following officially entered the storytelling stage, and it was about Bian Que's legend..."

…Wang Wen of Wei asked the famous doctor Bian Que and said, “You three brothers are all skilled in medical skills. Which one is the best in medical skills?”

Bian Que replied: "The elder brother is the best, the middle brother is the second, and I am the worst."

King Wen was puzzled: "Why are you the most famous?"

Bian Que replied: "The elder brother treats diseases before the onset of the disease. Most people do not know that the elder brother can remove the cause of the disease in advance, and the condition is cured before it gets worse, so the elder brother's reputation cannot be spread. The middle brother's treatment is to treat diseases when the disease begins. The first disease is a minor disease. Ordinary people think that he can only treat mild symptoms, so his reputation can only spread to ten miles and eight villages. I can only treat diseases when the disease is serious. People in the world have seen that I can do major operations such as syringes through needles on the meridians and applying medicine to the skin, so I think my medical skills are so famous that my reputation is so popular all over the country.

"This story tells us: the real master is to prevent the problem from getting worse." Zheng Dao smiled, with a humble and serious look on his face. "Prevention is always simpler than curing the disease, and the cost is also lower. Only those who can prevent people from getting sick are the real masters! And those who can detect and cure it in time at the beginning of the disease are also amazing masters... But the story is the story, and perhaps it is Bian Que's humility, so it cannot be true."

He Xiaoyu sat next to Cao Xialan and faced Zheng Dao. She held her cheek with both hands and listened with relish. She suddenly stood up and laughed before she spoke: "Haha, haha, if I were a doctor, I would definitely be Bian Que, so I would not be his elder brother and second brother. It would be more cost-effective. If the patient is not treated before he is sick, he will not treat him when he is mild. Just wait for his illness to occur. He not only seems to have excellent medical skills, but also makes a lot of money, and is regarded as his benefactor. Why not do it?"

OK, when did Xiaoyu become so smart? Zheng Dao has known He Xiaoyu for many years, and she has done a lot of work to finish the knife. She has never seen a fatal blow like today that is exactly in line with his wishes. Could it be that making merit can also improve IQ and EQ?

Perhaps under the stimulation of extreme excitement, He Xiaoyu performed very well.

Zheng Dao did not wait for Li Shizhe and others to digest his story, nor did he care about their reactions. He then told the second story: "In the Han Dynasty, there was a family's chimney very straight. One person advised the owner to change the chimney to be curved and then move the firewood next to the chimney, because the straight chimney would sparks and land on the firewood next to it, and it was easy to catch fire. The owner refused to listen, and soon the fire broke out. With the help of his neighbors, the fire finally came to an end. The owner held a banquet to thank the villagers who were worried about helping to put out the fire, but forgot to invite the banquet to remind him to modify the chimney and move the firewood away..."

"Qu Tu has no kindness and is worried, and he is a guest!" Zheng Dao didn't care whether his story made the people present doubt their lives. Anyway, he was finished and it was time to stop performing. He smiled, "Just like today, if someone reminded his uncle early that he would kill people in the winter camp in the future, he would definitely call him crazy and let him get out. I was just lucky to meet the winter camp after the murder, and told my doubts, so I captured the winter camp in time. Will my uncle think I am powerful and the person who reminded you before was a fool or a charlatan?"

Li Shizhe was silent, picked up the teacup, took a heavy sip, and then gently put it back. The whole process was slow and solemn, as if he was making a major decision.
Chapter completed!