It's not that Xiang Nan didn't want Meng Qinghe to die. If possible, he himself would have wanted to take a knife and chop Meng Qinghe alive.

However, he is not Xiang Nan now, he is Xilaile now.

To put it happily, he is a good old man with noble medical ethics, compassion, a bodhisattva heart, and a good old man who hangs his pot to help the world.

Wang Tianhe tried to harm him many times, not only with verbal slanders, attacks, cynicism, but also with killing blows. For example, he burned down Yixiaotang, sent assassins to assassinate him, ordered Lu Zhong to hunt him down, and finally forced Hu to death. He owes a lot of blood debts and has done more evil than Meng Qinghe.

Even so, Xilaile finally wrote a prescription to save Wang Tianhe. It can be seen that in his heart, doctor's morality is higher than personal grudges.

If Xiang Nan uses his medical skills to harm others, it would go against the nature of Xilaile. When the time comes, it will affect the mission rewards. Xie Yongqiang's lesson is not far away, and Xiang Nan does not want to take risks.

After all, the reason why he chose this world was because of Xilaile's medical skills. If he couldn't get it, or if it was incomplete, then his hard work would have been in vain.

Ah Q thought that it would be a bit advantageous for a scoundrel like Meng Qinghe to die of a sudden illness out of nowhere. It would be better to wait until Gege's illness is cured and borrow the prince's sword to deal with Meng Qinghe.

He colluded with the government, bullied the market, manufactured and sold counterfeit goods. Once these crimes were confirmed, it would not be an exaggeration to punish him by confiscating his home and beheading him. That would truly punish evil and promote good.

…

Thinking of this, Xiang Nan sighed.

"Boss Meng, let me cut your pulse and see if I can cure it." He then cut Meng Qinghe's pulse and said, "Oh, your pulse is not right. It looks like internal poisoning is taking effect. With all due respect, this I can't cure the disease."

Although he could not intentionally treat Meng Qinghe to death, his refusal to treat him did not violate medical ethics.

"Ah?! Aren't you a so-called miracle doctor? You can't even cure such a small sore?" Meng Qinghe said angrily after hearing this.

"Boss Meng, you run a medicine store, so there must be a doctor in the store." Xiang Nan smiled slightly and said, "If it's just a minor sore or a minor problem, you can take care of it in your own store, so why come to me?"

"..." Meng Qinghe was speechless.

There are indeed several doctors in his medicine shop, and when his sore first broke out, he did go to them first. However, they used decoctions, pills, patches, and ointments, both internally and externally, to no avail, so He came to Yixiaotang to seek medical treatment.

Therefore, he knew that the small sore he had was definitely not a small sore, but a severe snakehead sore that was difficult to treat.

"This is just a small sore, Xi Langzhong, don't make it so serious, just help me cure it." Meng Qinghe said shamelessly.

"Boss Meng, this is not a small sore. You run a medicine store and are often exposed to medicines. The so-called medicines are three-thirds poisonous. Not to mention, you also manufacture and sell fake medicines, which are more toxic.

Over time, these poisons penetrate into your body through your eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and accumulate in your organs. They originate from the inside and form outside, which is why you have such big poisonous sores on your fingers.

So your disease seems to be just a small sore, but in fact it is rooted in the internal organs, and the disease is terminal and really difficult to treat." Xiang Nan explained.

He inherited Ji Xiaolan's eloquence and was familiar with medical science, so he spoke eloquently and to the point. Meng Qinghe had a guilty conscience, so he believed 70% to 80% of it at once.

However, he still said stubbornly, "Hey, who makes and sells counterfeit goods? I am a serious businessman."

"Bah!" Defu was watching from the side. Hearing what Meng Qinghe said, he immediately spat, "Are you still a serious businessman?! You sold fake bezoars last year and killed three people."

"Don't slander me. What evidence do you have?" Meng Qinghe said in a loud voice. The government didn't even deal with him, but he was still afraid of a guy.

"Defu, shut up~" Xiang Nan rolled her eyes at him and said, arguing with such a shameless person is in vain, "Boss Meng, please come back, I really can't cure your disease."

"Excuse me, Xi Langzhong, I beg you, I beg you, why don't you do it? You have to save my life no matter what." Upon hearing this, Meng Qinghe immediately lay down on the table and said shamelessly.

"Hey, by the way, you said it can't be cured. Does that mean there is still a possibility of treatment?" He suddenly raised his head and said.

"There are ways, but I'm afraid you can't do it." Xiang Nan sighed.

"You said, you said, as long as it can save my life, I will agree to any method." Meng Qinghe said immediately.

"Hey, what you should beg for is not me, but yourself." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said, "I have only one way, don't go to the medicine shop again."

"Ah?! What about my business?" Meng Qinghe was shocked when he heard this.

"The poison in your body is already very deep. If you go to the medicine shop again, the poison will accumulate and your illness will become more serious." Xiang Nan explained, "So if you want to survive, you should not take any more medicine for at least half a year.

Go to the medicine shop and recuperate at home quietly, so that you can survive for a few more years. Otherwise, I am afraid that within half a year, you will be in danger of life. I will say this, it is up to you whether you listen or not."

Meng Qinghe's expression changed several times, and he didn't know whether he should trust Xiang Nan or not.

If he didn't go to the medicine store to guard it and only sent people to take care of it, his subordinates would inevitably steal from rats and dogs and line their own pockets. He himself is a wicked person, so he naturally knows the evil of human nature.

But if he goes to the medicine shop to guard it, he will only have half a year to live. When he dies, he will not be able to take away his wealth. His wife and children are still young, and he doesn't know which bastard will be cheaper in the future.

"Hmph, you can't cure even a small sore, so you can't claim to be a miracle doctor. If you don't cure it, I'll find someone else to cure it." Meng Qinghe immediately turned his face and cursed, and left with his bastard Lian Sheng.

Although Xiang Nan knew that he was a wolf cub, bad habits were hard to change, and he was ruthless. But when he saw that he had just begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother, he wished he could kneel down to him. When he made it clear that he could not cure his disease, he immediately fell out.

Wu Qing couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart was inevitably angry.

"This bastard!" Xiang Nan couldn't help but sneered.

"Hey, you haven't paid the consultation fee yet?" DeFu shouted.

Meng Qinghe pretended not to hear, and hurried away without stopping.

…

"Master, is Meng Qinghe's sore really difficult to cure?" Defu came back later and asked curiously.

"Oh, it's hard to cure." Xiang Nan waved his hands and said.

In fact, the sores on Meng Qinghe's hands can be cured, but they are not easy to cure.

A person with good medical skills can cure his illness after just a few doses of medicine. A person with poor medical skills may not be able to take care of things even if he takes hundreds of kilograms of medicine.

It is no exaggeration to say that among the Chinese medicine practitioners in the world, there are few who are brilliant and many who are ignorant. Even the dignified imperial physician Wang Tianhe is said to be the best in the world in medical skills, but in fact he is mediocre.

Otherwise, Empress Dowager Cixi would not have let Xilaile enter the palace several times to diagnose illnesses for herself, her concubines, and the ministers.

Xiang Nan deliberately said that it was difficult to cure, just to scare Meng Qinghe. When the time came, he would worry about his life and would definitely look for doctors and medicines everywhere, and he would be in panic all day long.
Chapter completed!