Leaving the Jinchun Huafu community, Xuan Yan dialed the phone number of the big man who wanted to ask him to see a doctor.

"Is it Dr. Yan?" said the other party's impatient voice on the phone.

"I'm Huangfu Yan. Xuan Yan said that Huangfu Yan is his ancestral name, according to the old man, their ancestor was originally surnamed Huangfu, and later changed to Xuan's surname.

The old man set a rule for him that he must use his ancestral name when practicing medicine and healing.

"Doctor Yan, you're calling. The other party seemed to have been waiting for him all along.

"Where are you now?" asked.

Xuan Yan reported the name of the place to the other party, but in ten minutes, a handsome Humvee stopped in front of him, and the person who came was a sturdy man with short hair that looked particularly capable.

When he saw Xuan Yan's age and dress, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly, "But Doctor Yan?"

"It's me. Xuan Yan replied.

"Doctor Yan, hello, I am Liu Quan, Song Lao's bodyguard, and I came to pick you up on the order of the old man. Although Xuan Yan's appearance did not quite match the image of Dr. Yan in his mind, Liu Quan still behaved very politely.

"Trouble Brother Liu, let's go. Xuan Yan nodded and said.

"You're welcome, we've been looking forward to you for days. After Liu Quan finished speaking, he personally opened the door for Xuanyan and took him to Song Lao's residence.

It is a nursing home not too far from the city center, and the environment is quiet and pleasant.

When Xuan Yan followed Liu Quan to arrive, Song Lao was leaning on the balcony basking in the sun, and there was a person sitting next to him, a gentle woman, her temperament and appearance were a little stronger than Meng Xinxin.

The woman was making tea for Song Lao, and her action of making tea was like flowing water, pleasing to the eye, and she knew that she knew this at a glance.

Xuan Yan's gaze just swept over the woman, and then placed it on Song Lao's body.

Song Lao's back was straight, this was a habit he had developed for many years, but his face had a gray look, and his eyes were even more cloudy and unclear.

"Old Song, Doctor Yan is here. Liu Quanyu reported.

"Hmm. Song Lao snorted lightly, looked at Xuan Yan, his eyes flashed, Xuan Yan seemed to be plain at first glance, but Song Lao had gone through a hundred years of ups and downs, and he could naturally see that Xuan Yan was not good.

Xuan Yan is thinly dressed, but her face is healthy and ruddy, although the Spring Festival has passed, but the temperature outside is several degrees below zero, Xuan Yan wears so little, there is no discomfort, obviously it has reached the situation of cold and heat.

Song Lao also has a certain understanding of traditional Chinese medicine, in modern society, traditional Chinese medicine has long been not taken seriously, first, there are too many quacks, and second, traditional Chinese medicine is not as easy to learn as Western medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine is not what we imagine to grasp the medicine, the real Chinese medicine is also divided into realms, the first of which is that medicine is not autonomous.

The meaning of medical non-autonomy probably means that as a doctor, you can cure other people's diseases, but you can't cure yourself and your family's diseases, although it is because there are too many worries that this kind of thing happens, but through this situation, you can also see the lack of confidence as a doctor, and most of the Chinese medicine we see in reality is like this.

The second realm of Chinese medicine is that cold and heat do not invade.

As TCM practitioners, they have a deeper understanding of their own body, and they can achieve a state of inviolability through recuperation and exercise.

Once they reach this level, it is difficult to get sick, and their bodies are many times stronger than ordinary people.

Xuan Yan was young, and he was already in the realm of cold and heat, which couldn't help but make Song Lao look up to him.

"You are the old fairy's Doctor Yan, why didn't the old fairy come in person?" Song Lao didn't speak, and the gentle woman beside him who made tea asked.

"I'm older and don't like to move around. Xuan Yan replied.

"Then can you cure my grandfather's illness?" the gentle woman asked again, with a thick distrust in his words, as the saying goes, there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm, Xuan Yan is so young, can it really help his grandfather?

Xuan Yan looked at Song Lao deeply a few times before saying, "Yes." ”

"Hmph, I'm not old, and my tone is not small, so you should tell me what happened to my grandfather's illness first. The gentle woman snorted coldly and said.

Song Lao looked at Xuan Yan with interest, and did not interject, he also wanted to see if this young Doctor Yan was really up to the task.

Xuan Yan was about to answer, when a shout suddenly came from outside.

"Dad, I came to see you, and I found a famous doctor for you. ”

As the voice fell, a short middle-aged man who looked like a sharp-beaked monkey gill hurriedly ran in, and behind him, there was also a person, who should be the so-called famous doctor in his mouth.

"Fourth uncle, you are old, why are you still reckless, don't you know that grandpa needs to recuperate quietly?" the gentle woman glared at the man and said coldly.

The thin man looked at the gentle woman, there was a deep fear in her eyes, and she smiled dryly: "Keqing is also here, hehe, I'm not worried about your grandfather's body." ”

"Come, let me introduce you to Dr. He Junhe, who I specially invited to see my father. The short man pointed to the man behind him.

"He Jun, but He Jun, who helped Lao Zhou heal his leg injury?" Old Song glanced up and asked out loud.

"Dad, it's him, Dr. He's medical skills are well-known, let him show you, it's useful for safekeeping!" the short man looked proud.

This Doctor He is not so easy to invite, especially after he cured Lao Zhou's leg injury, he is even more famous.

The short man also spent a lot of money to invite this man to the door.

The old Zhou in their mouth is an old subordinate of Song Lao, his leg was injured, tormenting him for decades, and he was only cured by this doctor He two years ago, Song Lao had heard about it, and he had always been curious about the rumored doctor He.

"Well, to be able to cure Lao Zhou's illness, Dr. He can also be regarded as a master of Xinglin. Song Lao nodded and said.

"Old Song has won the award, and the younger generation is just a fluke to be able to heal Old Zhou. Although He Jun's words were humble, he always had a proud look on his face.

People who have the ability will be a little arrogant, which is inevitable, so although the gentle woman and others have seen He Jun's arrogance, they have not seen him in general.

"Then please ask Dr. He to help my grandfather take a look. The gentle woman said coldly, she looked gentle and lovely on the surface, but there was always a kind of indifference in her words that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. He Jun said, walked to Song Lao's side, and began to examine him.

And Xuanyan, who came in early in the morning, was left aside......