Jia Zhen's expression changed and he rushed in hastily.
Lying in the room was a gray-haired old woman with a haggard face. Her breathing was very difficult at this time, as if she might suffocate at any time.
Jia Zhen hurriedly picked up the medicine and gave it to her, while stroking her back to make her feel better.
Out of curiosity, Xu Qingyun and Li Xuanyan followed in.
As soon as they entered, they smelled a strong smell of medicine.
After a while, the old man regained his composure. Jia Zhen helped her, let her lie down again, and pulled the quilt up.
Jia Zhen closed the door and several people came out again.
"Master, who is that old lady?" Li Xuanyuan looked at Jia Zhen and asked cautiously.
"She is my lover." Jia Zhen replied without thinking.
"Severe asthma, coupled with the cold." Xu Qingyun said directly.
Hearing this, Jia Zhen looked at Xu Qingyun in surprise, and subconsciously blurted out: "How do you know?"
However, Li Xuanyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Master, Qingyun is a miracle doctor. Perhaps, he can cure your lover's disease."
"Miracle doctor?!" Jia Zhen heard this and looked Xu Qingyun up and down, his eyes full of suspicion.
Xu Qingyun could tell that his wife's illness was probably just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse.
"Master, how about we make a deal?" Xu Qingyun looked at Jia Zhen and said.
"What deal?" Jia Zhen said with a frown.
"I'll cure your lover's disease. You make an exception and help me imitate this vase." Xu Qingyun looked directly into Jia Zhen's eyes.
"How can you cure a disease that countless hospitals and doctors cannot cure?" Jia Zhen didn't believe what Xu Qingyun said that he could cure his wife's disease.
"Just because I am a miracle doctor!" Xu Qingyun said with a confident smile.
"Master, Qingyun is really a miracle doctor. I can guarantee that if he says it can be cured, then it can definitely be cured." Li Xuanyuan agreed.
"How about this? I can treat your lover first, and when he's cured, you can help me imitate the vase!" Xu Qingyun looked at Jia Zhen and said.
Hearing this, Jia Zhen was still hesitant, mainly because he did not believe that Xu Qingyun was a miracle doctor.
Xu Qingyun was not in a hurry, but quietly waited for Jia Zhen's answer. He believed that Jia Zhen would agree.
Because from Jia Zhen's actions just now, he could feel that Jia Zhen still loved his wife deeply.
Sure enough, after a while, Jia Zhen gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Okay, I promise you!"
"But let's make an agreement first. Only after you cure my wife's disease will I make a replica of that vase for you. If the disease cannot be cured, no matter what you say, I will not make an exception."
"No problem." Xu Qingyun smiled confidently.
"That's great." Li Xuanyuan also had a smile on her pretty face.
She believes in Xu Qingyun's medical skills. There may be no disease in the world that Xu Qingyun cannot cure.
Jia Zhen took Xu Qingyun and Li Xuanyuan back into the room. The old man was resting on the hospital bed, but he did not really fall asleep.
Jia Zhen briefly explained the situation to his wife, and the old man nodded.
Xu Qingyun smiled slightly at the old man, sat next to her, stretched out his fingers and placed them on the other person's inch, closed his eyes and concentrated on checking her pulse. This chapter has been completed!