Looking at the face on the phone screen, Zhao Ping'an couldn't help but be stunned. He couldn't believe that his face would one day be more tender than a woman's.
The originally burned cheek on the right side was torn off as the Wufang Paste was pulled off, and the burnt skin on it was also pulled off.
But the seemingly violent movement caused Zhao An'an to squat on the ground and grimace in pain, but it made his cheeks take on a new look. In addition to some redness and swelling, all the muscles under the epidermis expanded, giving him a vibrant rosy color.
He gently raised his hand and touched his face, only to feel a slight tingling sensation.
"There is still some Wufang ointment left. When I go to bed tonight, add some warm water and apply it on my face like a facial mask. After three days, the epidermis will grow back."
Yang Chen said lightly.
He couldn't tell everyone present that the greatest effect of the so-called Wufang Ointment actually lies in the infuriating power that is kneaded into the condensed ointment.
Especially the Polygonum multiflorum powder that was just applied to the face was the powder formed after Yang Chen performed the "Vitality Technique", and it is very effective in stimulating vitality.
Coupled with the efficacy of Wufang ointment, Zhao Anping's face healed so quickly.
"Miracle Doctor Yang, I have been practicing medicine for more than 40 years. I have seen many miraculous techniques from masters of traditional Chinese medicine, including Huang Ting's acupuncture. But the miraculous effect of Wufang Ointment really opened my eyes. No.
I wonder if I have the honor to buy the formula of Wufang Ointment from you so that it can have more effects in our Ningxian Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital!"
Lu Xiuping quickly clasped his fists respectfully, his expression was excited, and his breathing was a little quick.
The eyes of Fang Linfeng beside him also lit up.
If the formula of Wufang ointment can be obtained, burns can be repaired in three to five days, which will definitely cause a sensation in the Chinese traditional medicine community.
By then, the surgical strength of Ningxian Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital will not only be able to beat Ningxian People's Hospital in an instant, but I am afraid that even the surgical departments of Donghai City and even the entire Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital will have to be defeated!
However, since he is the dean, it is indeed a bit embarrassing to publicly ask for medicine in front of so many doctors.
Fortunately, Lu Xiuping understood what he was thinking.
"Mr. Lu, I'm sorry, but I may not be able to give you the formula of this Wufang ointment."
Before Yang Chen could speak, Sun Yahan walked over anxiously, her big beautiful eyes flashing apologetically, nodded to the two of them, and explained: "To tell you the truth, Divine Doctor Yang is not only our Jisheng Hall
The specially invited doctor is also a shareholder of our Jishengtang. Dr. Yang had previously agreed to sell the formula of Wufang Ointment to our Jishengtang, so..."
"That's what happened!"
Facing Lu Xiuping's persistent gaze, Yang Chen nodded: "Whether it is Ningxian Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital or Jishengtang, both are to promote Chinese traditional medicine and help the world. As long as more patients can be cured, the prescription of Wufang Ointment
It’s okay to put it in Jishengtang.”
As soon as these words came out, except for Sun Yahan who had a smile on his face, everyone else in the audience showed a look of disappointment.
"Yes, yes."
Lu Xiuping couldn't show his strength, so he could only sigh secretly that it was a step too late to start, and kept nodding.
"Old Zhao, if nothing happens, just leave. Do you want to stay here in the hospital for the New Year?"
"You are also a well-known boss in Ning County. You were splashed with hot water so early in the morning. You are not allowed to check and call the police?"
Yang Chen ignored the regret and disappointment in the eyes of Lu Xiuping and Fang Linfeng, turned to look at Zhao An'an, bared his teeth and smiled.
"Let's go, we must go, this whole morning almost hurt me to death!"
Zhao An'an covered his face and jumped out of bed, still holding half a basin of Wufang ointment in his arms.
"Dean Fang, Mr. Lin, if nothing happens, we will leave first."
Sun Yahan also nodded politely towards the two of them, feeling very happy in her heart. She greeted Yang Chen and the others, and left the hospital under everyone's disappointed gazes.
Under the spotlight.
Yang Chen and Sun Yahan's BMW had just fastened their seat belts when a slender hand stretched out, holding a piece of paper between its slender fingers.
"What?"
Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, took the note and took a look at it.
"The strength of Cihang Pharmaceutical Group is obvious to all in the Chinese traditional medicine community. With its ultra-high scientific research technology and top scientific research talents at home and abroad, it is very powerful in both the research and development of medical equipment and the development of special drugs.
Yes, they have just launched two products recently, one is Cihang Burn Ointment and the other is Cihang Beauty Repair Liquid. The former is very effective in repairing burns, and the latter is a beauty product that is very popular."
"Our Jishengtang is the only Chinese medicine hall in Ning County dedicated to the promotion and development of traditional Chinese medicine. In recent years, we have been suppressed a lot by Cihang Pharmaceutical. With this Wufang Ointment and some improvements, we may be able to launch
They have better traditional Chinese medicine scald ointments and beauty products. This will not only enhance the competitiveness and influence of traditional Chinese medicine in the face of Western medicine, but also bring a lot of income to our Jishengtang."
"But we don't have much money in Jishengtang at the moment. Grandpa said that the prescription of Wufang Gao is worth at least more than one million. So this is an IOU of one million. When we have money in a few years, we will pay one million
for you."
When Sun Yahan spoke seriously, her fair cheeks were very beautiful, especially those red lips. Every movement of her lips touched Yang Chen's soul.
"Wufang Ointment is so valuable? It seems I can make a fortune!"
When Yang Chen heard the value of one million, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately tore the IOU into pieces in front of Sun Yahan.
"What are you..."
Sun Yahan looked at the torn IOU and frowned slightly.
"Since I am a shareholder of Jishengtang, the prescriptions for Wufang Gao will be placed in Jishengtang for free. When the money is earned, I can share it with me." Yang Chen crumpled the torn IOU into a ball and looked through the window.
With a snap of his fingers, he accurately captured the trash can ten meters away: "Beautiful, more accurate than the national football team!"
"Yang Chen, I sometimes wonder if your master is Bian Nian, the modern Chinese medical sage. I feel like you know everything!"
Sun Yahan's big eyes flickered, staring at Yang Chen, looking up and down, and said.
"Probably not..."
When Yang Chen heard Sun Yahan's conjecture, he muttered in his heart: "Bian Nian can be considered a medical saint, so who is my master..."
"hiss……"
At this moment, Sun Yahan suddenly took a breath of cold air and covered her stomach with both hands. Her face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat even broke out on her forehead.
"What's going on?"
Yang Chen was startled by Sun Yahan. He raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. He used the pulse-cutting technique and a soft infuriating energy entered his body. Then he raised his eyes and said in surprise: "Miss Sun, is this the legend?
Dysmenorrhea?"
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