At this time, the beautiful woman felt the gaze from the side. She turned around and looked. After a slight start, she was surprised and happy: "Fang Lin, why are you here!"
Fang Lin also smiled and said: "Miss Xu, long time no see." xdw8
This beauty is none other than the eldest lady of Baohe Hall, Xu Qingwan.
Fang Lin was invited by Xu Mofu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, to be a guest at Baohe Hall.
At that time, Xu Qingwan locked herself in the second floor all day long, never leaving the door, never taking a step forward, and not seeing any man.
Fang Lin was entrusted by Xu Mofu and Xu Qingsong's grandfather and grandson to help Xu Qingwan see a doctor. Only then did he realize that she had encountered a ghost and helped her deal with the male ghost.
Seeing Xu Qingwan's current state, sunny and cheerful, she has obviously moved on from that incident.
Xu Qingwan said gratefully: "Fang Lin, thank you very much for helping me last time. I originally wanted to treat you to dinner to thank you, but I didn't even leave your contact information.
You must give me your contact number today!"
Fang Lin nodded with a smile and said the phone number.
Xu Qingwan wrote down the number and said, "I'm going to deliver medicine to my grandpa later. It's not convenient at noon, and I don't know if you have time in the afternoon.
If you have time, how about I call you and treat you to dinner?"
Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "It's more important to cure the disease and save people, not to worry about eating."
As the two of them were talking, Lao Lin grabbed all the medicines Xu Mofu prescribed. As Xu Qingwan paid, Fang Lin lowered his head and glanced at the prescription.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and Fang Lin asked: "The patient Mr. Xu saw had a scattered pulse, malignant spots on his face, cold hands and feet, and constant tears?"
Xu Qingwan scanned the QR code on her phone and paid. She was slightly surprised when she heard this and said, "It's exactly what you said. How did you know?"
Fang Lin did not answer and continued to ask: "What does that person do? Has he done anything special recently?"
Xu Qingwan replied: "The patient's name is Zhou Zhenguo, and he is a highly respected professor of archeology.
Professor Zhou Zhenguo is very famous in our Handong Province and even across the country. He has found and protected many treasures for the country over the years.
A few days ago, an ancient tomb from the Han Dynasty was discovered in Lingnan Province. He led a team to go to the ancient tomb, but he fell ill in the ancient tomb. He was brought back by his students."
"Ancient tomb?" Fang Lin nodded and said, "Then you can't be wrong."
After saying that, he condensed his eyes and said seriously: "Mr. Xu's diagnosis must be wrong.
Taking these medicines back will not only not save Zhou Zhenguo's life, but will most likely kill him completely."
"Real or fake?" Xu Qingwan was a little suspicious, but she also understood Fang Lin's medical skills.
The most important thing is that Fang Lin easily solved the problem of her being pressed into bed by a ghost, and she was still very convinced of Fang Lin in her heart.
Stomping her feet, Xu Qingwan said anxiously: "What should we do? In fact, my grandfather also said when he prescribed the medicine that it is for life-threatening purposes and may not be effective."
Fang Lin said: "The doctor is kind-hearted, let's do this. I will go over with you to take a look."
"That's great! Come with me!" Xu Qingwan was overjoyed and pulled Fang Lin away.
The two got into a red Audi A3, and Xu Qingwan drove Fang Lin to Zhou Zhenguo's home.
In an older community not far from the Chinese medicinal materials market, Fang Lin got out of the car and followed Xu Qingwan to the third floor of a building.
After knocking on the door, I saw an innocent girl about 20 years old with a ponytail and a melon-seed face asked anxiously: "Doctor Xu, have you caught the medicine?"
Xu Qingwan nodded, shook her head, and said, "Liu Xiaoxiao, the medicine prescribed by my grandfather may not be able to save Professor Zhou's life."
Liu Xiaoxiao's whole body froze: "What!?"
As a student of Zhou Zhenguo, she was one of the people who went to the ancient tomb for archaeology with Zhou Zhenguo a few days ago.
Zhou Zhenguoqi is very knowledgeable and has greatly helped their academic growth.
Moreover, Zhou Zhenguo's wife died young and he had no children. He cared for these students as if they were his own children. His affection was extremely deep.
Seeing that Zhou Zhenguo couldn't afford to fall ill, Liu Xiaoxiao was extremely worried.
In the past few days, in order to treat Zhou Zhenguo's illness, they and their students have traveled to various hospitals and searched for experts and professors, but to no avail.
Later, I found out that Baohe Tang is a family of traditional Chinese medicine with extraordinary medical skills, so I wanted to try my luck.
Xu Mofu was also a contemporary master of virtue and art. After hearing about the situation, he made a special trip to see Zhou Zhenguo.
But on the way to see a doctor, Xu Mofu seemed a little helpless, saying that if he continued to let things go, Zhou Zhenguo's life would come to an end in only half a day.
Then he wrote a prescription and asked Xu Qingwan to get the medicine, saying that it might be able to cure her and extend her life.
Liu Xiaoxiao was originally full of hope, but she didn't expect Xu Qingwan to say such depressing words before she even walked in.
Xu Qingwan said frankly: "Actually, my grandfather is not completely sure about Professor Zhou's illness, and you can see this.
But don't be sad.
This Doctor Fang came here specially to treat Professor Zhou, he may have a solution."
"Doctor Fang?" Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Fang Lin and frowned: "I think he is not much older than me. Is he okay?"
Xu Qingwan said: "Although Dr. Fang is young, his attainments in Chinese medicine are even inferior to those of my grandfather.
No matter what, let him try it first?"
Liu Xiaoxiao was not easily persuaded, and said with waning spirits: "Forget it, my teacher is dying, and I don't want him to be tortured needlessly.
Even Mr. Xu can't cure the disease, so what can he do as a young man?"
These days, she holds out hope every day, but is disappointed every day.
By now, Zhou Zhenguo had already lost his breath and was close to death. She didn't want Zhou Zhenguo to be disturbed anymore.
Accompanying the teacher quietly on this last journey may be the last thing she can do for the teacher.
Fang Lin seemed to see through Liu Xiaoxiao's heart and said in a deep voice: "You are already discouraged before you are dead? Are you worthy of your teacher's kindness in cultivating you?"
"But……"
Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Fang Lin: "You have suffered from mental weakness since you were a child, and you often have intermittent migraines, right?"
"Huh?" Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and did not come back to her senses.
Fang Lin continued: "You suffer from cholecystitis, but you often can't help but secretly eat eggs against your doctor's orders, right?"
Liu Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded and asked in surprise: "How do you know?"
Fang Lin smiled faintly: "I can see it. How about it? Do you still question my medical skills?"
Liu Xiaoxiao looked at Xu Qingwan, Xu Qingwan shook her head and laughed: "I didn't know you had neurasthenia and cholecystitis."
Gritting her teeth, Liu Xiaoxiao opened the door and said, "Then please ask Dr. Fang to help my teacher take a look again!"
