Chapter 55: Pushing to the Wandering Taoist Priest
"What I mean is that Mr. Lu has a physical condition that he was born with, which is called gluten intolerance," Tong Huaqiong emphasized.
After saying this, she sighed. Even if she explained it clearly, these innocent ancient people probably wouldn't understand.
"Yes, what my mother meant was... it's something we were born with... it's not a big problem." Gu Dashu said.
"Gluten... is... if it's serious, it can kill people, but if it's not serious, it can prolong life..." Gu Taohua continued to explain.
Gu Dashu and Gu Taohua looked at Tong Huaqiong with eyes that were full of "Mom, you want to fool them just because you see that the Lu brothers and sisters are so rich. We understand, don't worry, we will cooperate."
In fact, they both know nothing. At most, they can understand what they are born with.
They didn't understand the illness, but they understood their mother. When their mother saw the carriage in front of her from the flatbed cart, her eyes lit up. When she saw her eldest brother Gu Dahan, she became even more excited. She must be trying to get something from the wealthy family.
It doesn’t matter, as long as it doesn’t involve money or murder, they are willing to cooperate.
"Shut up, both of you, and don't disturb Mr. Lu."
Tong Huaqiong shouted loudly and was no longer bothered to pay attention to these two evil people whose true natures were exposed.
"Mom, what do you mean?" Gu Jingzhe asked cautiously.
He felt that his mother was not talking nonsense, but really knew about Mr. Lu's condition.
Otherwise, how could I possibly describe such a precise and professional disease as “gluten intolerance”?
Lu Zhaoyang lay on the ground for a while, and he obviously breathed a sigh of relief. His breathing gradually became steady. He turned his head and looked at Tong Huaqiong. Although he didn't understand what the symptoms the woman described meant, they sounded very trustworthy.
Lu Zhaozhao glanced at her brother, and then acted as his messenger, asking, "Aunt, what do you mean by gluten intolerance?"
She accompanied her brother to see famous doctors all over the world, but had never heard of this disease.
"Gluten intolerance means that you can't eat wheat products." Tong Huaqiong slapped his thigh and said, "It means you are allergic to wheat flour. I was not sure at first, but just now I heard Miss Lu say that Mr. Lu became breathless and weak after eating a sesame cake. Then I confirmed the cause of Mr. Lu's illness." Tong Huaqiong said.
Anyway, I don't think they would understand anything like wheat protein.
Tong Huaqiong explained it in simple and easy-to-understand language.
"It's just like some people are allergic to willow and poplar catkins in the spring, and they sneeze and their whole body itches. In serious cases, they can't breathe and suffocate."
At this point, Gu Jingzhe and others understood.
In Qinghe Bay, there are some elderly people and children who cannot go out when willow and poplar catkins are flying everywhere in the spring.
"The main symptom of wheat flour allergy is palpitations, shortness of breath, sweating of hands and feet, etc. after eating food made from wheat. This is what happened to you, Mr. Lu. More serious wheat flour allergies may cause fainting, and even more serious ones may cause..."
Lu Zhaozhao's tears rolled down again, and she choked up and said, "The worst thing is death."
Lu Zhaoyang lay on the grass, his eyes shining.
When I recalled my physical condition from childhood to adulthood, it really matched.
His condition would flare up every time he ate pastries, hot noodle soup, or cakes...If you think about it carefully, any food related to wheat flour would make his condition worse.
No matter how many famous doctors I saw or how much incense oil I offered in the temple, it was of no use.
All the famous doctors said that he had the disease from birth, but they were not sure about the specific cause of the disease.
Yes, everyone only knows that wheat is food and a life-saving weapon to fill the stomach. Who can imagine that wheat is like poison to some people.
"Aunt...I want to ask...cough cough cough..." Lu Zhaoyang was much better than before, but he was still breathless and coughing when he spoke.
Gu Jingzhe glanced at Lu Zhaoyang and asked his mother, "Mom, Mr. Lu, how did you know about gluten intolerance?"
Lu Zhaoyang nodded with difficulty.
Tong Huaqiong thought, no wonder Lu Zhaoyang trusted Gu Jingzhe so much during his lifetime, and as a senior brother of Wanliu Academy, he always protected Gu Jingzhe. The fact that Gu Jingzhe knew Lu Zhaoyang's thoughts with just one look was enough to explain the problem.
"When I was a child, Uncle Liu from the west end of your grandpa's village was just like Master Lu. He would wheeze non-stop after eating noodle soup, and would even faint in serious cases. An old Taoist priest who traveled around the country once stayed at his house. It happened that he fainted after eating a bowl of noodles that day. The wandering Taoist priest said it was gluten intolerance, and I have remembered it ever since." Tong Huaqiong lied without blushing or beating his heart.
No matter in which era, wandering Taoists are regarded as hermits by everyone. They belong to a group that is beyond human cognition and a mysterious group that is hard to come by.
Because it has a fantasy color, in this era of worshipping ghosts and gods, no one naturally doubts the authenticity of the story about wandering Taoist priests.
Lu Zhaoyang and Lu Zhaozhao were naturally no exception. When they heard that Tong Huaqiong had learned about it from a wandering Taoist priest when she was a child, coupled with their desire to get better, they did not doubt it at all.
Especially Lu Zhaoyang, whose grandfather traveled around the south and north of the Yangtze River for business and met many people with special skills, so he also classified Tong Huaqiong as one of this type of people.
Not only did the Lu brothers and sisters believe it, even Gu Jingzhe believed it!
"Well, mother, did the Taoist priest tell me how to cure this disease? What medicine should I take?"
Gu Dahan was deeply afraid of Tong Huaqiong, and for the sake of his master, Young Master Lu, he asked the question with gritted teeth.
Tong Huaqiong stared at Gu Dahan, called him an idiot, and continued, "There is no medicine!"
Lu Zhaozhao's face turned pale.
"Aunt, you mean...I don't touch..."
Seeing that Lu Zhaoyang had difficulty speaking, Gu Jingzhe continued, "Mr. Lu, just don't eat foods made from wheat flour and you won't be allergic to them."
Lu Zhaoyang looked at Tong Huaqiong with burning eyes.
Tong Huaqiong slapped her thigh and said, "My son is right. It's OK for Master Lu not to eat food made from wheat and flour. Take the man in our village for example. He is now fifty years old and has many children and grandchildren. He is still alive and kicking and can farm in the fields and chop wood in the mountains. It's just that his teeth are not good, and he can't bear to grind the grains without removing the husks."
Tong Huaqiong thought that it might be difficult for ordinary people to not eat flour and wheat products.
If you don’t eat, you might starve to death!
But it is nothing to the wealthy Lu family. Whether they want to eat rice or meat, the Lu family has plenty of options.
Even if Mr. Lu doesn't eat any staple food for his entire life, he can still live a good life.
The wealthy class never has trouble choosing no matter what era it is.
Sure enough, brother and sister Lu Zhaozhao and Lu Zhaoyang seemed to be saved. Didn’t they just stop eating flour and wheat products?
If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. It’s not like there’s nothing else to eat.
"Aunt, thank you. I didn't expect that my brother's illness could be cured with such a simple method. When I get home, I will tell grandfather that wheat flour products are no longer allowed on my brother's table." Lu Zhaozhao looked excited.
"Actually, what I said may not be correct. Mr. Lu, you might as well give it a try. It's just like some people's zodiac signs are naturally incompatible. People with the dragon and the tiger are incompatible, so why don't they just not be together? It's just like food incompatibility. Persimmons and crabs can't be eaten together, so why don't they just be eaten together?" Tong Huaqiong said with ease.
"I think Mr. Lu has a blessed face and will definitely live a long life." Tong Huaqiong said with his hands clasped together.
She sincerely hopes that Lu Zhaoyang can live longer.
In this way, Gu Jingzhe’s sins would be less, even though Lu Zhaoyang’s death in the previous life had nothing to do with Gu Jingzhe.
But since Gu Jingzhe betrayed Lu Zhaoyang's sister and used the Lu family's property to pave the way, the Gu family owed Lu Zhaoyang in the previous life.
Tong Huaqiong's words brought tears to Lu Zhaozhao's eyes.
Is my brother saved?
Gu Jingzhe looked at Lu Zhaoyang carefully in the afterglow of the setting sun. How could his mother tell that he had a blessed face just by looking at his pale and sickly face?
But since my mother has said so, he can't ruin her plan.
Anyway, if it weren't for illness and accidents, this kind of rich young man would probably live longer than those from poor families like theirs.
"Thank you, auntie. Even if it was just words to comfort me, I believed it." Lu Zhaoyang was about to sit up and bow to Tong Huaqiong, but Gu Dahan helped him up.
Lu Zhaoyang is in this state now, it is not suitable for him to continue traveling.
He clearly didn't want to see the doctor.
It seems that the only option is to go to the hotel in town.
Tong Huaqiong held him down, frowned and reprimanded Gu Dahan: "Dahan, you escorted Mr. Lu and Miss Lu home, but you didn't know the seriousness of the matter and left them in the woods. Didn't you send them to the hotel in town?"
Gu Dahan opened his mouth.
He wanted to send them to the hotel, but he didn't dare!
As soon as he mentioned it, Lu Zhaoyang rejected it.