Ning Zijin looked at Xie Qingfeng with cold eyes, but there was curiosity in his words.
"Have you heard of me?" Xie Qingfeng said in surprise.
"I heard it!"
"Who can tell me?" Xie Qingfeng asked curiously.
"Don't worry about it, just answer my question." Ning Zijin said directly.
Yesterday, the news that Lin's mother was discharged from the hospital shocked almost the entire Shencheng Hospital. For a patient with terminal cancer, the cancer cells had metastasized. No matter where he was treated, he was almost certain to die.
The only difference is that in places with better medical conditions, you can linger a little longer.
Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Lin was discharged from the hospital, all her test reports showed normal, which was ironclad evidence of recovery.
As Lin's mother's attending doctor, Ning Zijin knew Lin's mother's condition very well. She just came back from studying abroad today and heard the news.
At that time, she thought she was hearing hallucinations.
Then he contacted Mother Lin again, and Mother Lin's little idea coincided with Ning Zijin's request to meet, which ultimately led to today's scene.
Ning Zijin had seen the prescription prescribed by Xie Qingfeng, and she had repeatedly studied the prescription. She indeed saw the extraordinary features in it. She also consulted her grandfather, who was known as the Taishan Beidou of traditional Chinese medicine.
But her grandfather's answer left him confused.
"Well, this prescription is very good. You can tell from a glance that he has put in hard work in Chinese medicine. Such a talented person is rare. You should study and discuss with him carefully. Maybe you will create a different spark...
.”
Are there any sparks with Xie Qingfeng in front of me?
Are you sure it's not the sparks caused by the sword slashing?
"I wrote the prescription." Xie Qingfeng thought for a while and admitted.
"According to my research, this prescription is not enough to cure late-stage cancer. Have you used other methods?" Ning Zijin asked again.
"Well...well...maybe it's a coincidence that my aunt's illness can be cured by this prescription."
"You! Do you treat me like a three-year-old child?" Ning Zijin glared and said angrily.
"How can a three-year-old be as beautiful as you..."
Ning Zijin broke through her defense instantly, and she could not calmly communicate with Xie Qingfeng.
Originally, she wanted to have a good chat with Xie Qingfeng and see how he treated Mother Lin.
With her medical skills, the most she could do was alleviate Mother Lin's pain and try to let her live as long as possible.
But she didn't expect that such a global problem would be suddenly overcome. What if this wasn't a miracle? If a treatment idea could be found and this method popularized, it would be good news for the entire world.
Seeing Xie Qingfeng's fiery eyes again, Ning Zijin stood up directly, unable to hold back the nausea in his heart any longer, and ran into the kitchen.
Seeing Ning Zijin run out, the wretched expression on Xie Qingfeng's face disappeared. He glared at Lin Wu, who walked over honestly like a child who had done something wrong.
"What does this girl know?"
"Ah...this..." When Lin Wu heard this, he felt a little guilty and his eyes began to dodge.
"Did you tell her?"
"Brother Feng, it's all my fault. I said you exposed your mouth. I said you used some special methods after giving my mother the medicine." Lin Wu said angrily.
"Didn't you say anything else?"
"Absolutely not."
"Well, forget it, just know it if you know it. I'll think of a way to deal with her."
This is actually not a big deal, but it involves some inheritance. Xie Qingfeng's grandfather once told him that there are some things that cannot be easily revealed to others, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble, and the Ghost Hand Vein Sealing Needle is one of them.
If he hadn't discovered that Mother Lin's condition was in critical condition that day, he wouldn't have shown his hand so easily.
As soon as Ning Zijin entered the kitchen, he helped Mother Lin pick up the soup that had been cooked. Looking at Mother Lin who looked so good, it was hard for Ning Zijin to imagine that not long ago, a person with a serious illness could only wait for death.
patient.
But in this short period of time, he has recovered almost like a normal person.
Modern medicine simply cannot explain such a thing.
Thinking of this, Ning Zijin couldn't help but look at Xie Qingfeng, and kept thinking in his mind, could it be that he really has superb medical skills and comes from a certain family of traditional Chinese medicine?
But that doesn’t make sense either…
Even if he comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, he cannot have such medical skills at such a young age.
To a large extent, Chinese medicine is an industry where experience outweighs skills and requires continuous accumulation. How much experience can such a young person accumulate?
"Auntie, which hospital is Xie Qingfeng a doctor?" Ning Zijin suddenly asked.
Mother Lin was overjoyed. A woman's curiosity about a man is the first step, and then she will slowly fall. From this point of view, her arrangement today is undoubtedly perfect.
"Dr. Ning, Qingfeng is not a doctor." Mother Lin said with a slight smile.
"He's not a doctor?"
Ning Zijin was confused for a while, that guy is not a doctor, how dare you let him treat him? Are you going to die?
But when I thought about the fact that Mrs. Lin was already dying at that time, maybe she was ill and sought medical treatment, she convinced myself.
Seeing that Ning Zijin's eyes were a little dazed, Mother Lin continued, "Qingfeng is a very good kid. Although he is not a doctor, he serves as the security director of a company and his future is limitless."
"Director of the Security Department?" Ning Zijin said in surprise.
Isn't this funny? What is the relationship between the security director and the doctor? Do they both keep people safe?
"Auntie, did you mention at that time who he learned his medical skills from?" Ning Zijin then asked.
"It seems to be passed down from ancestors. It should be from a family of traditional Chinese medicine." Mother Lin said firmly.
Ning Zijin also nodded. Apart from this explanation, there was no more suitable answer, but she still didn't believe it. He had seen some outstanding figures from the family of traditional Chinese medicine, but no one had attracted so much attention as Xie Qingfeng.
It's a pity that Lin's mother is not like Lin Wu. She always only clicks on the beginning to arouse people's interest, and lets them understand the subsequent things by themselves. Even though Ning Zijin made many sideways remarks, Lin's mother also stuck to the bottom line.
"Doctor Ning, what do you think of Xie Qingfeng?" Mother Lin suddenly asked.
Mother Lin looked at Ning Zijin expectantly, waiting for her answer. If it were someone else, she wouldn't care so much, but Xie Qingfeng not only saved her life, but also opened up a new path for Lin Wu. She had already
Xie Qingfeng regards him as the closest person.
"How's it going?" Ning Zijin was still thinking about other possibilities for Lin's mother's condition, and didn't react for a while, "Auntie, which aspect are you talking about?"
"For example, appearance, personality, maybe other aspects..."
Ning Zijin finally reacted at this time, looking dumbfounded. She was familiar with this scene.
Isn’t this just a blind date?
But she is here to see the patient, not for a blind date!