"Cooking chicken soup?" Su Qingya was stunned on the spot.

Everyone next to him was stunned.

Is there really a way to cure diseases and save lives like this?

"Well. Who will go to the kitchen to prepare chicken soup, shrimps, Longjing, wine, MSG and other things for me?" Chen Yang nodded affirmatively.

Today, Mr. Ye has these things. It is not difficult to prepare.

"Brother Yang, I'll prepare it for you."

Ye Xuan seemed extremely active and immediately said.

Ye Xuan thought excitedly, Brother Yang was preparing to create a miracle again. It is unprecedented to use chicken soup for spiritual life to save people.

Ye Xuan went to prepare, while the people next to him were whispering.

"Can chicken soup really save people?"

"I think it's not possible."

"Yeah. That person had a stroke. What is the possibility of using chicken soup? It can cure the disease."

Most people still don’t believe Chen Yang’s move.

However, there are many people who reserved their opinions. After all, Chen Yanglu’s hand just now was too magical.

Johnson muttered beside him, "Is this really OK? Use chicken soup to treat stroke? Oh, this is impossible."

Lu Renjie was more direct, like a jumping clown, pointing at Chen Yang and saying, "Hmph, have you heard it? Teacher Johnson said that it is impossible to use chicken soup to treat strokes. Don't pretend to be a fool here. This is impossible. I have never heard of it, it is OK."

"You have never heard of Lu Renjie, it only means that you have a short-sighted understanding." Su Qingya refuted Lu Renjie on the spot.

Originally, she still had a little bit of affection for Lu Renjie. But today Lu Renjie was like a jumping clown, making her feel completely disliked.

"Yes. Speaking of your medical skills, why don't you treat it?"

"You have a way to do it."

"You can do it, you can go. No, don't."

The people who supported Chen Yang said to Lu Renjie.

"I~"

Lu Renjie was questioned like this. He suddenly didn't know how to refute it.

Johnson has no choice but to do it for the time being, what else can he do?

But he still said with a shameless face, "Anyway, I don't believe in pseudoscience like traditional Chinese medicine. I don't believe that a pot of chicken soup can save people."

"What if I could save someone with a pot of chicken soup?" Chen Yang touched his nose and smiled at Lu Renjie.

"Impossible." Lu Renjie said firmly.

"Or let's make a bet. If I can really do it, you will disappear in front of Qingya forever. How far is your thoughts, how far you can get out of me? Can you?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

"You're cursing." Lu Renjie said with a dark face.

"I still want to hit someone. By then, you will know that I am both civil and military." Chen Yang smiled, "I will ask you if you bet."

Su Qingya showed a faint smile. She admired Chen Yang's point. No matter what occasion she was on, she would scold you if you were unhappy.

This is the urinary nature of a man.

"Gambling. Can't you do it?" Lu Renjie studied medicine for nearly fifteen years. According to what he knew, it was impossible to save a stroke like this.

"I'll let Qingya give you a chance to pursue." Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Master~" Su Qingya's pretty face turned red when she heard it.

"Okay." Lu Renjie replied, while he said proudly, "You must lose."

"Brother Yang, what you want is here."

At this time, Ye Xuan rushed over with a small cart like a chef.

There is a stove on the cart, and there are shrimps, chickens, Longjing tea, and some ingredients next to it.

"Yeah, just give it to me."

Chen Yang walked over and said.

Ye Xuan immediately made a position for Chen Yang.

Chen Yang walked to the car, and he put the hot water on the stove to heat it. After the water boiled, he put the chicken down.

Cooked almost, he added the prawns and added some ingredients.

Well!

The people next to him were a little stunned.

Chen Yang really cooks chicken soup?

I thought there was something magical.

The soup was almost cooked, so Chen Yang put it in Longjing tea.

Soon, a pot of chicken soup was cooked.

Chen Yang poured out a bowl and brought it over.

The middle-aged man who had a stroke was already much better at this moment, but he was still dull and his body twitched from time to time.

"Master, is it really OK to have a bowl of chicken soup?"

Su Qingya showed some concern.

What if it doesn't work?

Wouldn't she pursue that guy Lu Renjie?

"What are you afraid of? Even if you can't. Just let him pursue it. Haven't he been pursuing you all the time? Just refuse on the spot." Chen Yang said with a smile.

Shameless!

When Lu Renjie heard Chen Yang's words, he was so angry that he almost bit his teeth. Why didn't he expect this?

This bet is so fucking!

When Su Qingya heard this, she felt it made sense. A smile appeared on her face.

At the same time, she glared at Lu Renjie. The meaning of this look was probably that if you want to chase me, I will be ready to reject you at any time.

When Lu Renjie saw Su Qingya's look, his heart was half cold.

At the same time, he was depressed and was cheated by Chen Yang!

"Young man, can you really cure stroke with a bowl of chicken soup?" Johnson asked Chen Yang with some discussion at this moment.

"In the eyes of traditional Chinese medicine, everything is medicine. As long as the patient can be cured, it is medicine." Chen Yang explained.

Johnson nodded in a vague way.

But he still wanted to see if it was really as magical as Chen Yang said.

At this time, the chicken soup was almost cold, so he and Su Qingya poured a bowl of chicken soup into the patient's mouth.

Take a bowl of chicken soup.

A miracle happened suddenly.

The patient who was originally pale and unable to speak now had a better expression and could speak with his mouth.

"Thank you. Thank you, the miracle doctor."

When the middle-aged man recovered, he grabbed Chen Yang's hand and said with red eyes.

"This is what I should have done. Have another bowl."

Chen Yang put another bowl of chicken soup.

"I won't bother you. I'll do it myself."

The middle-aged man took the bowl and drank it.

After the second bowl, he felt better.

"How do you feel now?" Su Qingya asked from the side.

"It feels comfortable. It feels so good all over. It's so amazing." The middle-aged man said with an excited look on his face.

In fact, he had tried a mild stroke before, and he was lying in the hospital for half a month before coming out.

Today is even more serious. He didn't expect Chen Yang to put some blood on his fingers, twist his ears a few times, and then drink two bowls of chicken soup and feel completely better.

"Miscellaneous Doctor. He is really a miracle doctor." The middle-aged man couldn't help but shout.

"You don't dare to be a miracle doctor. You still have to pay attention to your health in the future. Drink less alcohol and you can't over-indulge." Chen Yang said to the middle-aged man.

"I understand. Understand. Then the miracle doctor, you prescribe a prescription for me." The middle-aged man held Chen Yang and refused to let go. "As for medical expenses, you can just prescribe."

Those who can come to participate today don’t care about this little money if they are not rich.

"No prescription is needed. Just cook this chicken soup when you go home," Chen Yang said with a smile.

"Okay. Understand. Understand." The middle-aged man replied repeatedly.

After saying that, he ran over and dominated the pot of soup. For him, it was not an ordinary pot of chicken soup, but a fairy water.
Chapter completed!