Chapter 8: Your mouth is stinky

"You...you...what are you talking about?"
Gao Yan said that the subconscious has stepped back two steps.
"I said that your mouth is stinky, I mean you know!"
Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Momo did not understand the true meaning of Qin Haodong's words. He thought that Qin Haodong was angry, saying that Gao Yan did not understand politeness and vilified Chinese medicine.
The little guy shouted and said: "I know! I know! Sorghum's mouth is really stinky and stinky. Once she didn't wear a mask, it smelled like a fart, and the baby didn't want to eat!"

Lin Zhiyuan and Lin Momo realized that Qin Haodong’s mouth smell was bad breath, not a bad voice.
They thought that Gao Yan had been wearing a large mask for the sake of the doctor's cleansing. Now she knows that she is covering her bad breath.
Although the childish words are unscrupulous, Gao Yan is still ashamed of the words of Tang Tang, and she can’t wait to find a place to sneak in.
When she was a child, she was not like this. She began to suffer from this inexplicable bad breath from high school. In order to cure her own unhealthy disease, she chose the medical school when she was in college entrance examination, and later she took the medical doctor of the country.
After so many years, she has seen countless well-known doctors, and has not solved the problem of bad breath. On the contrary, it has become more and more fierce. Because of this, although she is very beautiful, she did not have a boyfriend in her early 30s, and no man could endure the bad bad breath.
"Don't you believe in Western medicine? Why can't you cure your own disease?" Qin Haodong said again.
Gao Yan hated Qin Qiaodong and said: "What about it? Although Western medicine is scientific, there are also incurable diseases that cannot be solved at present. You cannot deny Western medicine because of this."
"Intractable diseases!" Qin Haodong screamed and laughed. "You are obviously bad breath caused by stomach fire and gastrointestinal heat. In Chinese medicine, it is small and can't be small, it is easy to cure, but you I don’t believe in Chinese medicine, but I also smashed Chinese medicine everywhere. I am completely self-sufficient."
Gao Yan said: "Impossible, you lie to me less. I have done standard tests on my stomach and intestines. There is no problem. How can it be bad breath caused by gastrointestinal function?"
"If you don't say that you don't understand what Chinese medicine is, Chinese medicine refers to a system, a meridian system, and an organ that is different from Western medicine. Because of the limitations of Western medicine, it is not The root cause of your fault is also a misunderstanding.
A minor illness like you, if I take it, it will be a few minutes.

"What... What? Can you cure my illness?" Gao Yan said incredulously.
"Oh! Oh! Oh, the uncle of the doctor is very powerful, what disease can cure!"
The little guy patted his hand and said that she is now the first iron powder of Qin Haodong. In her eyes, the uncle is omnipotent.
Gao Yan hesitated for a moment, then bowed deeply to Qin Haodong and pleaded: "Doctor Qin, beg you, help me cure it, as long as you can cure my illness, how much money you can!"
Qin Haodong can see that she has bad breath and can tell the cause. Gao Yan has already believed in the three points. Moreover, she is now mad at the disease, and she is willing to try it if she has a glimmer of hope.
"Uncle God doctor, sorghum is so poor, you can help her to take a few shots! If sorghum is afraid of pain, I will sing a song to her!"
Qin Haodong loved the little guy's head and said, "Look at the candy, I will help you treat it."
After he finished, he let Gao Yan lie on the sofa and started to apply. This gastrointestinal meridian is a piece of cake for the Aoki Emperor, and he took up the silver needle five minutes later.
"Okay, you have a taste."
So fast? Gao Yan hesitated to take off the mask on her face, then put her palms together and sighed at the palm of her hand and smelled it on her nose.
In the past, when she did this action, she would smoke herself and frown, but this time I found that there was no smell at all.

Is it a problem that has been plaguing myself for more than a decade? Is it really so fast?

Gao Yan’s face was incredible, and then he took a few breaths to his palm, but he still had no taste at all.
The little guy ran to Gao Yan's side and said with a sly look: "Sorghum, Tang sugar helps you smell it!"
Said that she put the little face in front of Gao Yan’s mouth, wrinkled a cute little nose and sucked it twice, then patted her little hand and shouted:
No stinks, no stinks, sorghum’s mouth is no longer No fart!"
Gao Yan's face is excited, tears are raining, and she has been tortured by bad breath for so many years. The bitterness and humiliation is only known to her.
"Dr. Qin, thank you, thank you very much!" Gao Yan slammed into front of Qin Haodong. "I was wrong. It was my shortsightedness. I apologize to you and apologize to Chinese medicine practitioners."
Qin Haodong said: "Get up, I will cure you, but you have just worshipped foreigners, slandered Chinese medicine practitioners, and you can't speak for three days."
He hated the woman for ruining Chinese medicine for no reason. When he was just treating the disease, he used a little trick to show punishment.
Gao Yan got up from the ground and wanted to say something more. Suddenly she found that her mouth was open, but she couldn’t make any sound, and suddenly she was shocked.
At this time, I realized that the magic of Chinese medicine is far from what she can imagine as a person who studies Western medicine.
Although she couldn't speak for three days, she looked at Tang Long's eyes full of gratitude and admiration. She could cure her bad breath. Don't say that she couldn't speak for three days. She was happy for three or three years.
The little guy saw Gao Yan suddenly unable to speak, and used his two small hands to cover his mouth, and pityfully said to Qin Haodong: "Uncle God, Tang Tang is so good, you can't let Tang sugar can't talk!"
This child-filled discourse caused a burst of laughter, and the original awkward atmosphere restored the joyful color.
Lin Momo looked at Qin Haodong's eyes and changed his eyes. It seems that it is a very wise choice for his daughter to recognize this cognac. Otherwise, Tang Tang’s illness today is likely to be untreated.
Lin Zhiyuan's old man is more sophisticated, and he is more aware of the importance of a highly skilled doctor to a family. This is equivalent to adding a life-saving symbol. It has added a bit of respect to Qin Haodong's enthusiasm.
"Dr. Qin, thank you for the treatment of Tang Tang, your medical skills really open the eyes of the old man!"
At this time, no one in the Lin family dared to question Qin Haodong’s medical skills. He was just too busy, and even his family’s cooks and babysitters ran to the living room to watch the fun.
Seeing that this matter is over, Lin’s chef Zhang Dafu said,
Master, breakfast is already done, when is the meal?

Lin Zhiyuan, who had just been ill by Tang Tang, had no feeling of eating at all. At this time, Tang Tang had already recovered, and the rice still had to be eaten.
"Dr. Qin, it’s really hard for you, have a breakfast together."
After he said that he was kind enough to invite Qin Haodong to the restaurant, he gave up his position.
"I have to sit next to the uncle."
The little guy said that he climbed a chair next to Qin Haodong's seat and took his hand intimately.
"Ma Ma, you are sitting here." She patted the chair next to her with a small hand and said to Lin Momo.
Lin Momo sat down for the convenience of taking care of her daughter. She glanced at Qin Haodong next to her, and suddenly she felt a strange feeling in her heart. It was like a family of three sitting together for breakfast.
Lin’s breakfast is very rich, and there are Chinese food in the Western food. Lin Momo said to the little guy: "Don sugar, what do you want to eat? Mom clips it to you."
Tang sugar looked at the food on the table and wrinkled his nose and said: "Ma Ma, I don't want to eat!"
"That's how it works. If you don't eat breakfast, it's not good for your health. If you are not good, you will get sick." Lin Momo said that he had a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge. "Tang sugar, drink some porridge, breakfast porridge." Good for the stomach!"
The little guy looked at the porridge in the bowl and waved his hand and said, "Don't! Don't! Ma Ma, I don't want to eat anything."
"If you don't eat breakfast, you must eat a little, or your mother will be angry."
Lin Momo said with an angry face.
"Miss Lin, Tang Tang has just had a fever, and it is normal to have no appetite." Qin Haodong said, "Well, I give Tang Tang a little porridge, she definitely loves to drink."
Lin Zhiyuan said: "Doctor Qin, how is this so good? You are a guest!"
"It doesn't matter, Tang sugar is sick, I should give her some delicious food."
Qin Haodong looked at the little guy and said with a pet.
Zhang Dafu has been at the table and said, "Dr. Qin, if you want to arrange it, I will do it!"
"I still come, you can't make that taste!" Qin Haodong said, standing up.
"Okay, okay, I want to eat delicious food from the uncle!"
The little guy is happy to take a palm.
Zhang Dafu is somewhat unhappy. In his opinion, this is to devalue his cooking.
"Dr. Qin, your medical skills are really brilliant, but if you cook, you can't be as good as I am."
He has a proud capital. Grandpa is the royal chef of the former emperor. His father gave a state banquet to the high-ranking Huaxia. I am also a famous top chef in Jiangnan. It was dubbed by Lin Jiazhongjin.
Qin Haodong did not care, laughing: "Maybe the little guy loves what I do!"
"Yes! Yes! I am going to eat the delicious food of the uncle!"
The little guy stood up for the first time to support Qin Haodong.
"That's okay, Dr. Qin Qin!" After Lin Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Dafu and said, "Bring Dr. Qin to the kitchen!"
In his view, Qin Haodong had the interest to let him toss it, and wasted a lot of ingredients. Lin Jiajia’s great cause did not care.
"Well, Doctor Qin please."
The host spoke that Zhang Dafu could only listen, but he still thought that Qin Haodong had axe in Banmen.
"Uncle God, I will help you!"
The little guy said that he climbed down the chair and took a finger of Qin Haodong into the kitchen.