In the evening.
Today, Deyun Club didn't have an afternoon session.
Because a special person had come today.
Hou Yaomin.
The youngest son of the crosstalk master, Master Hou Baolin. At the same time, he was also Guo Degang's master. He specially came to Deyun Club today. Two days ago, Guo Degang had sent out a message that he would not sell tickets for the afternoon show today. If he wanted to listen, he could only come at night.
When Wu Shaobai arrived, the meeting seemed to have ended. When he went backstage, Hou Yaowen was sitting on the sofa and chatting with a few familiar elders.
Seeing this, Wu Shaobai quickly walked over and respectfully called out,
"Third Master."
This title was not groundless.
Yu Xi had asked Hou Yaowen to call him "Third Father", and he was Yu Xi's disciple, so according to seniority, he had to call him that.
Hou Yaomin also knew Wu Shaobai, but when he saw him, for some reason, he suddenly put his hands down from his knees, as if he didn't want anyone to get close.
"Shao Bai, I heard from your master and master that you've been doing well recently. Continue to work hard.”
"Thank you for your encouragement, Third Master.”
Wu Shaobai responded politely, and Guo Degang said,
"Master, let the child touch you?"……Didn't you say that your stomach wasn't feeling well a few days ago? It just so happens that
…"
Before Guo Degang could finish speaking, Hou Yaowen waved his hand.
"I'm in good health."
Hearing this, Wu Shaobai's face was full of helplessness. Yu Xi also advised,
"Third Father, let the child feel your pulse. It won't delay anything
…" Shao Bai, go go go, quickly find someone to talk to. "You don't have to stay here. Hurry up. The show will start soon…"
Hou Yaowen seemed to be very resistant. She waved her hand and asked Wu Shaobai to do the talking.
Wu Shaobai sighed,
"Third Master, today's opening isn't me." Xiao Yue and I don't have any work today, so we'll just help out. I'm just checking your pulse. I don't need any injections or medicine
..." Go test your disciple's basic skills. You guys don't have to worry about me. I'll have a chat with De Gang.”
"…Eh."
Yu Xi looked at Hou Yaomin, who was extremely resistant, and could only respond and leave with Wu Shaobai.
"Come out with me for a smoke."
"Alright, Master."
The two of them filed out and walked to the back door. Yu Xi took out a cigarette from his down jacket and lit it. Wu Shaobai's eyes were filled with helplessness.
"Master, what should we do?"
"Don't ask me. I don't know either.”
The two of them were helpless against Hou Yaowen.
Was he a good person?
There was no need to ask.
He was indeed a good person.
The old man had put in a lot of effort for the revival of crosstalk. He loved crosstalk wholeheartedly and hoped that crosstalk could return to its former glory every day. And in the Spring Festival Gala and Huang Hong's skit, Huang Hong's line of "crosstalk can't beat skits" had hurt the hearts of many crosstalk performers.
But even so, he did not give up. After overcoming all difficulties to accept Guo Degang as his disciple, he saw that Deyun Society was getting more and more people day by day. There was hope for crosstalk to revive, so he was extremely happy.
They would come here every two or three days, hold meetings for the actors, do some thinking work, and even help with the speaking and program planning…All for the sake of making Deyun Club better and better, to lead crosstalk to a revival.
However, this person had an extremely bad habit in Wu Shao Bai's eyes.
Doctor.
He seemed to have a natural fear of places like doctors and hospitals.
It was said that it was left behind by acupuncture when he was young.
No matter what illness it was, as long as he could resist it, he would never see a doctor. As long as they could take medicine, they would never get injections. There was once when he had a cold. The doctor saw that his cold was serious and asked him to get an injection. He was so scared that he had a fever.
He was such a person.
Ever since Wu Shaobai joined and learned of his ability, Yu Wei and Guo Degang had suggested more than once for Wu Shaobai to feel Hou Yaowen's pulse. This suggestion had been made no less than ten times.
However, the old man, who usually agreed to everything, refused to agree no matter what. Even now, when he saw Wu Shaobai, he avoided him…
for some reason.
Wu Shaobai was also speechless. However, he remembered that this person had left very suddenly…so he wanted to quickly recuperate…
but there was a saying in Chinese medicine that doctors should not treat people who deserved to die.
What he meant was that if this person knew that he was sick and still did not care about going against the doctor, he would not be able to blame others for courting death.
In his current state, there was no way he could persuade the old man to go to the hospital for a checkup.
He couldn't even feel his pulse.
He couldn't possibly let a group of people press Hou Yaomin onto the table and forcefully feel his pulse, right?
That was unrealistic.
Therefore, things were as stiff as this.
"Hiss ~~"
Yu Xi exhaled a long puff of smoke in the cold air and sighed.
"Third Father is afraid of doctors…No one can do anything about it."”
"…Master, how about this? Doujin Hall has a life-saving medicine called the Angong Bezoar Pill. It's very effective. It was just that there was a medicinal herb inside that was not allowed to be used anymore. It's the horn of a rhinoceros. Since the rhinoceros horn was banned, although..."
Wu Shaobai paused for a moment before continuing,
" Although we have found a substitute, the efficacy is indeed not as good as before." I won't hide it from you. There were less than 200 of the Angong Bezoar Pills that were still in the Hall of the Same Person. "I have some at home. I'll get one for Third Master. This medicine is very effective for obstruction, brain damage, heart damage, and so on. I won't bring the patient back to life, but as long as the patient feels uncomfortable, I guarantee that it will keep the patient alive until the doctor arrives. However, it's not that I'm stingy with this medicine. It's indeed precious. Moreover, my family's rule is that we never give medicine. Even a bag of fruits is enough. "Give this medicine to the Third Master. Ask him to pay for the cost. 3,000 yuan." What do you think?"
"A life-saving medicine? Angong Bezoar Pill? Wasn't this medicine gone? Another one?"
Yu Xi was somewhat puzzled.
Wu Shaobai waved his hand.
"The formula was lost during the cultural revolution. It has only been restored in recent years." What he stored now were all old medicines from before.”
"Very powerful? I just heard from my family that Doujin Hall has a few very powerful medicines…"
It could save lives! The older the pill, the better the effect."
Hearing this, Yu Xi nodded without
hesitation. I'll tell him later!"
Seeing him agree, Wu Shaobai sighed in his heart.
No, he had to find an opportunity to let the old man check his body.
Even though he knew…that the chances were slim…
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