"Just look at your hands." Yang Rui smiled lightly and said: "Your hands look white, but I can see that your fingerprints are rough and your hair is dry, this is not your own skin problem, but it is caused by years of suffering in traditional Chinese medicine, which can make you boil medicine for many years, this person must be Shi Wang, of course, or your mother." ”

Han Xiangxiang's beautiful eyes blinked, and she looked at Yang Rui with some surprise: "You really saw it?" ”

She didn't believe it, not many people knew about his father's illness, and Yang Rui could know it, which in itself surprised her, but just by looking at her hands, it sounded a little outrageous.

Han Xiangxiang raised her white hands, looked at it carefully, but she couldn't see anything unusual, she is a beauty herself, although she has difficulties now, she still knows how to maintain it, and she also takes good care of her hands, she is confident, her hands are more beautiful than many girls' hands, but how did Yang Rui see the clues from her hands?

"You don't need to look at it, ordinary people can't see it." Yang Rui smiled and said: "I forgot to tell you, I am a doctor, and I am a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, it is not uncommon to be able to see clues from your hands." ”

Han Xiangxiang was speechless, she hadn't seen a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, her father had been sick in the past few years, and she had seen countless doctors, but no one could cure her father's illness, whether it was the so-called Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, Yang Rui's age was only twenty years old, could she really see it?

"You really see that?" Han Xiangxiang was a little unconvinced, but she was a little touched in her heart, if Yang Rui really saw it from her hand, then Yang Rui was definitely not an ordinary doctor.

Although Han Xiangxiang doesn't know medicine, she also knows that being able to see a person's health from a person's complexion is definitely not something that ordinary doctors can do, not to mention that Yang Rui still sees from her hands that she has been boiling medicine all year round, which is not just as simple as looking at her complexion.

"Believe it or not." Yang Rui smiled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

To put it bluntly, at this time, Yang Rui was very suspicious of having nothing to say and changing the topic. Tonight, Han Xiangxiang is definitely his meal, but he can't do it, and the depression in his heart can be imagined.

To tell the truth, don't look at Yang Rui indifferently at this time, in fact, he is very entangled in his heart, for a while he wants to bite his teeth, close his eyes, and eat the beauty in front of him, and for a while he is entangled in his heart, powerless, embarrassed and abnormal.

Han Xiangxiang was speechless for a long time, and there was a hesitation in her heart, and finally spoke: "Mr. Yang, since you are a doctor and you are curious about my father's affairs, I don't hide it, my father is indeed suffering from a stubborn illness, in fact, it is not a serious illness, and it does not even affect his daily life, but he can't let him concentrate on carving." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Rui suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly asked, when it comes to incurable diseases, he is even more interested than beauties.

Han Xiangxiang glanced at Yang Rui and said with a faint smile: "Doctor Yang is worthy of being a doctor, I am a big beauty sitting here to give what I want, but I can't arouse Dr. Yang's interest, my father's illness actually makes you feel refreshed." ”

"Huh!" Yang Rui laughed dryly and said: "It's not that I'm not interested, but I'm nervous, if Miss Han is really so tempting, I can't say that I really can't hold it." ”

Han Xiangxiang smiled, ignored Yang Rui's jokes, and continued: "My father's illness is strange, but the muscles at both ends of the nose have thickened, and it is often itchy, which is ugly and uncomfortable, this disease has been more than four years, and my father has seen a lot of famous doctors in the past four years to no avail, you also know, my father is the king of stones, and he makes a living by carving, four years ago, he suddenly fell ill when he carved stone carvings for Li Zhongwen in Xiangjiang, so it led to the failure of carving, wasting Li Zhongwen's good stone and owing a huge debt, and then because of this disease, My father couldn't concentrate on carving, he was depressed, and a year ago my mother was sick."

Han Xiangxiang spoke for half an hour before she briefly said the manager of the past few years, Yang Rui couldn't help but sigh a little after listening to it, no wonder the daughter of King Shi was reduced to the point of selling **.

According to Han Xiangxiang, the stone carved by the stone king to Li Zhongwen was the best Huanglongyu seed material, and it was naturally formed, it was very precious, and the market price was more than 80 million, the reason why Li Zhongwen chose Han Yifan was because of Han Yifan's fame, after the carving failed, Li Zhongwen also gave Han Yifan face, and did not make it too difficult, but asked Han Yifan to compensate for a small half of the loss, 30 million.

30 million is a drop in the bucket for Li Chinese, and it is definitely not a small number for Han Yifan, and after compensating Li Zhongwen for his losses, Han Yifan has almost become destitute.

If Han Yifan's craftsmanship is still there, it won't be a big deal, but Han Yifan's stubborn illness makes him unable to concentrate at all, so he can't carve anything at all, and the whole person is wasted.

The two blows almost made Han Yifan depressed, drunk all day long, and what made matters worse was that Han Yifan's wife was sick again a year ago, which made the Han family completely in a desperate situation.

Of course, as Han Xiangxiang said, there are many people who pursue her, including some rich sons, but these people Han Xiangxiang doesn't look down on at all, and the most important thing is that most of her suitors just treat her as a plaything.

After saying that, Han Xiangxiang looked at Yang Rui quietly, and was worried for a while, the reason why she said this was that she had a small hope in her heart, hoping that Yang Rui really had the ability to cure her father and mother.

After sighing, Yang Rui also lived up to expectations, and slowly spoke: "If Miss Han doesn't mind, I can follow you once and see the situation of King Shi for myself." ”

"Is Dr. Yang sure?" Han Xiangxiang's voice trembled a little, I don't know why, she actually had some confidence in Yang Rui, a twenty-year-old young man.

"I can't tell, I'll have to watch it first." Yang Rui didn't dare to pack the ticket, Han Yifan's illness dragged on for four years, what was going on, but based on what Han Xiangxiang said, she couldn't judge, and she could only know if she saw someone.

"Thank you, Dr. Yang, whether you are optimistic or not, I am very grateful to you." Han Xiangxiang said sincerely.

"Miss Han, you're welcome." Yang Rui said: "It is the duty of a doctor to treat diseases and save people, and I am very curious about incurable diseases, just like knowing new dishes in the early Ming Dynasty and collectors knowing rare antiques." ”

Yang Rui's words are not completely boastful, perhaps for some famous artists, they cherish their wings more, and they generally dare not take over rashly if they are not sure of the disease, but for Yang Rui, everything is not important, first of all, he is not famous, secondly, he is still young, if he wants to achieve medical skills, he must have more contact with incurable diseases, and only by doing more can his ability be improved.

The two chatted while talking, and before they knew it, a pot of tea had no taste, Han Xiangxiang looked at the time, and it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, and her face couldn't help but blush.

"Doctor Yang, it's not early, aren't we?"

"Coming back?" Yang Rui was full of black lines again, and after saying so much, he was just trying to change the topic, but he didn't expect to talk for a long time, and Han Xiangxiang was still thinking about it.

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