"Miss, my grandfather, isn't it-" Qi Anze saw the look of the wind, and suddenly understood a little in his heart, pursed his lips vigorously, and asked with difficulty.

Feng Qianyan nodded slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry." ”

Qi Anze shook his head: "The eldest lady can come here, Anze is already very grateful." It's just, it's just that grandpa he really ——?"

"There's really no way around it. Feng Qianyan stretched out his hand to close the placket for the old man, tidied up the quilt, and said, "I can prescribe a prescription to reduce the pain of the old man." ”

"Then there's Miss Law. Qi Anze opened the cabinet, took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and placed it on the table.

Feng Qianyan sat down at the table and began to write the prescription.

"Miss......" Qi Anze couldn't help but open his mouth again.

"Hmm, if you have any questions, just ask. Feng Qianyan didn't look up and continued to write.

Qi Anze's voice trembled and asked, "Grandpa, he—how much time is left?"

"Ten days at most. After Feng Qianyan finished speaking, he put down the pen and handed the prescription to Qi Anze, "This recipe uses some ordinary medicinal materials, which are very cheap." ”

After taking the prescription, Qi Anze bowed down, and then sent Feng Qianyan and Yun Ting out. At the moment of stepping out of the door, Feng Qianyan secretly took a silver ticket of one hundred taels from the storage ring and sent it to the table with spiritual power.

Outside the dilapidated courtyard, Qi Anze watched the windy carriage slowly leave. At the moment when the car disappeared, the tears that had already overflowed in his eyes broke through the embankment.

The carriage drove out of the alley, and Yun Ting's voice sounded: "Miss, let's go back to the house or ——?"

Feng Tianyan grinded his small teeth and said, "Go to Jirentang." ”

"Good. As soon as Yun Ting pulled the reins, the carriage turned around and headed towards Jirentang.

The entrance of Jiren Hall.

The wind got out of the carriage and took out a gauze hat with a veil on it and put it on his head. Ordered Yun Ting to wait at the door, and walked in alone.

In the lobby, the young doctor in his twenties who I saw last time was still sitting. When Feng Qianyan came in, it happened that the patient in front of him left after seeing the doctor, and there was no one in line, so Feng Qianyan sat on the consultation chair.

After the young doctor finished recording the case, he looked up and saw a little girl wearing a gauze hat sitting across from him.

"Is this young lady going to see a doctor?" asked the young doctor, a little suspicious.

Feng Qianyan deliberately changed his voice, pinched his throat and coughed a few times: "Ahem-cough-ahem-the little woman came to see a doctor." Ahem—"

The young doctor frowned and asked, "How are the symptoms?"

"Ahem - cough. Ahem – chest tightness, wheezing. I can't breathe!Hoo-huh-" Feng Qianyan performed exaggeratedly, reached out and patted his chest, and said in a painful voice: "It hurts very much here, and I can't sleep at night." ”

The young doctor's brows furrowed deeply, and he pointed to the small cotton pillow: "Please Miss put your wrist on it, and you need to check the lower pulse below." ”

"Oh. Ahem-" Feng Qianyan stretched out his little hand and put it on the small cotton pillow. Secretly slightly urged the spiritual power, deliberately disturbing the heart.

The young doctor's brow furrowed even deeper.

Feng Qianyan withdrew his hand and continued to cough and gasp and asked, "Ahem-Doctor, what kind of disease do I have!

The young doctor frowned, looked embarrassed, pondered for a long time, stood up and said, "I am not good at studying in the lower grades, and I have not been able to diagnose the illness of the young lady. I'm going to ask the tutor to come over and take a look at the young lady, and ask the young lady to wait for a while. ”