"Okay," Yue Ya'er turned on her phone and "send me a copy."

"Okay." Although he couldn't believe Yue Ya'er, He Chuanyang didn't show it on his face.

This is basic respect for people.

And, once you get there, make peace with it.

It's already here, so let's treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

He passed a copy of the checklist to Yue Ya'er. After reading it carefully, Yue Ya'er looked up at him and said, "It can be cured."

"..." He Chuanyang was stunned and couldn't believe his ears: "What are you?"

"I can cure it." Yue Ya'er repeated.

"Can it be cured?" He Chuanyang repeated in disbelief.

If this wasn't the Gu family, and he wasn't facing Gu Junzhu's family doctor, he would have suspected that Yue Ya'er was a very beautiful charlatan.

He saw countless doctors, including many internationally renowned experts and famous doctors, but they were all at their wits' end. But at this moment, the girl sitting next to him, who looked to be in her early twenties, was convinced that she could cure it!

…Isn’t she really a charlatan?

"Yes, it can be cured," Yue Ya'er nodded: "It's not curable, but it can be cured. It requires a lot of precious medicinal materials. The treatment process is very hard and long, but it can be cured."

"Are you...sure?" He Chuanyang still couldn't believe it.

"I'm not sure," Yue Ya'er said: "No doctor in the world dares to guarantee that he will be able to cure your disease. I can only theoretically cure you. As for whether you can be cured in the end,

It depends on...your life, right?"

He Chuanyang: "..."

Treat illness and see fate?

Are you sure this is really not a charlatan?

Gu Junzhu took a sip of tea and said leisurely: "From the time she served as my wife's personal doctor until now, I have never seen a patient that she couldn't cure."

Yue Ya'er chuckled lightly, "That's because I am self-aware. I don't treat patients who can't be cured, so as not to cause trouble with the doctor..."

She looked at He Chuanyang and smiled sweetly, "Mr. He doesn't look like a doctor..."

He Chuanyang: "..."

Abandoning the useless information and combining these two words, can he understand that there is a high possibility that his disease can be cured?

After this idea suddenly popped into his mind, he broke into a sweat.

If it could really be cured...

If he can really be cured, he can pursue Xin Bingtao, marry her as his wife, and form a family that is completely his own...

The wonderful future pictured in his mind made his excited palms sweat and his heart beat rapidly.

"What do you need me to prepare?" As if he was afraid that if he said anything, he would scare away the luck that fell from above, his voice was particularly difficult when he said it, "I will fully cooperate!"

"We need a lot of precious medicinal materials," Yue Ya'er took out a pen and paper and wrote a full page. "You have to prepare all these medicinal materials. Buy a few kilograms of each first, and then buy them after you use them up."

He Chuanyang: "..."

How many kilograms?

These are...herbal medicines?

With so much medicine, he can't finish it until the end of the year of the monkey?

Seeing that his face was a little green, Yue Ya'er said "Oh", "Don't get me wrong, these medicines are not for eating, they are for medicinal baths."

She wrote another page and handed it to He Chuanyang: "These are for food. You can buy less of these. Buy them and have them delivered to me. I need to cook them. I will tell you after I cook them."

Dosage."

"Okay, I've written it down." He Chuanyang took the prescription, stood up and thanked Yue Ya'er, "Thank you. No matter whether my disease can be cured or not, I will be grateful. If Dr. Yue needs me in the future, I will be grateful."
Chapter completed!