Although the pharmaceutical company has not been established for a long time, Yang Xue has long been familiar with Song Feng's name as a miracle doctor.

Sun Weimin and Liang Guodong have a habit.

Every day during the lunch break, I will go to the pantry on the first floor to drink tea and chat.

The pantry is right across from the front desk.

After coming and going, Yang Xue heard a lot of news about Song Feng.

From the content of the chat between the two.

Yang Xue knew Song Feng's medical skills, and he had reached the level where there was no one before and no one after him.

Even if the patient has a breath left, Song Feng can cure the person.

The medical skills that Sun Weimin and the others jokingly called have reached the point where they can snatch people under the nose of the king of Hades.

Therefore, Yang Xue recklessly called Song Feng.

She was ready in her heart.

As long as Song Feng is willing to help, any price can be given.

Even if it's ...... Even if it's at the expense of your body.

"Good granddaughter, grandpa knows that you are filial, but grandpa's illness may not be cured."

The old man shook his head with a gloomy face.

raised his hand and touched Yang Xue's little hand.

Yang Xue has been filial since she was a child.

In order to treat myself, I don't know how many hospitals I found and how many doctors I hired.

A lot of money was spent, and the effect can be said to be minimal.

For the sake of her grandfather's illness, Yang Xue has not even found a boyfriend so far.

The old man really didn't want to continue to drag Yang Xue down.

Then, the old man raised his head with difficulty, forced a smile and said, "Young man, you can't cure my disease, so go back." ”

"Grandpa, you must not give up hope."

Yang Xue's eyes were red.

"Mr. Song's medical skills have reached a level comparable to that of ancient divine doctors."

"As long as you cooperate with the treatment, the disease will definitely be cured."

Yang Xue looked at Song Feng as if asking for help.

"Mr. Song, is there any salvation for my grandfather's illness?"

Song Feng nodded.

The situation of the elderly is very not optimistic.

Hearing him cough just now, Song Feng roughly judged the old man's condition, which was already terminally ill.

There is a serious loss of energy and energy in the body.

In other words.

The old man was only one step away from running out of oil and running out.

"Grandpa, listen, Mr. Song has a way to cure you."

With tears in the corners of her eyes, Yang Xue got up and said, "Mr. Song, come and take a look." ”

Song Feng came to the old man without saying a word, and said in a voice: "Although the old gentleman can rest assured, your condition is indeed very serious, but for me Song Feng, there is still a possibility of recovery." ”

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"As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you can definitely recover your health."

In order to make the other party trust him, Song Feng decided to show his hand first.

Without waiting for the old man's consent, Song Feng put his finger on the old man's pulse.

"You've been sleeping dramatically since you've been sick."

"I was able to sleep for five or six hours at the beginning, and now I can't sleep for even two hours, right?"

"Even if you take sleeping pills or other sleep aids, you will wake up quickly."

The old man looked at Song Feng with stunned eyes.

His expression changed from his previous gloom to shock.

How did Song Feng know?

Song Feng smiled and said, "Your main pain comes from the cold qi in your body. ”

"Even on dog days, you have to cover your body with multiple layers of quilts."

"Once the cold attacks in the body, it feels like falling into an ice cave."

"You, young man...... Are you really a miracle doctor?

The old man was completely shocked.

If you talk about your specific sleep situation every day, it was revealed to Song Feng by her granddaughter Yang Xue.

Then the onset of cold disease in the body is only known to the old man himself.

"Grandpa, is what Doctor Song said right?"

In fact, looking at the expression on her grandfather's face, Yang Xue already knew the answer.

But don't worry, ask more.

The old man nodded and said, "What the little doctor said is all right, grandpa didn't tell you because he was afraid that you would worry." ”

"The little miracle doctor is so capable, just by taking the pulse, he can tell my illness clearly."

"Mr. Song, when will my grandfather's illness be cured?"

Yang Xue said with anticipation.

Song Feng thought for a while and said, "The old gentleman has been ill for a long time, and the doctors he found before are of mixed quality, which affects his condition. ”

"I'm sure I'll cure the old man's illness, but if I want the old man to be completely cured, I'm afraid it will take twenty days."

"Twenty days?! It's too fast......"

Yang Xue couldn't believe what she heard in her ears.

Guess how it will take a year and a half.

Who would have thought that in twenty days, grandpa would be able to recover his health.

You can walk on the ground like a normal person.

The old man was even more shocked than Yang Xue.

"Little Divine Doctor, you're not deliberately making me happy, are you?"

"I am a doctor, doctors pay attention to medical ethics, and I will not coax patients."

Song Feng said with a pleasant face: "If I guess correctly, the cold in your body is not caused by illness. ”

"He was wounded by someone with extremely cold martial arts."

"Qi energy penetrates into your body, and the cold attribute takes root and sprouts in your body."

"It has become the culprit that affects your health."

As soon as these words came out, the old man was taken aback.

For a moment, the old man even suspected that Song Feng was not a young man at all.

It's an elderly reclusive senior.

Not only is he good at medicine, but he can even say things in martial arts clearly.

Song Feng was so right.

The cold in the body is indeed caused by external forces.

The old man's name is Yang Haishan, and he was attacked by villains back then.

The other party cultivates a cold martial arts.

One inadvertent move, Yang Haishan was defeated by the enemy.

Since then, Yang Haishan has become a person who is not a ghost or a ghost.

Yang Haishan himself does not have hope for himself.

But I didn't expect that one day.

God would open his eyes.

Send a peerless master to your eyes.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The more Yang Haishan thought about it, the happier he became, and his emotional agitation led to a recurrence of the injury.

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Xue was frightened, and said in a panic: "Grandpa, where are you uncomfortable, I'll go get you medicine." ”

Song Feng explained: "The old gentleman is not unwell, but he is too emotional, which causes injuries in his body, and then vomits blood. ”

"You don't have to panic, I'll help the old gentleman heal."

When the words fell, Song Feng put a hand on Yang Haishan's shoulder.

Yang Haishan not only stopped coughing up blood immediately.

His pale face began to turn a little bloody.

Five minutes later, Song Feng took his hand away and asked, "Old man, do you feel it now, is it not so uncomfortable in your body?" ”

"Not only is the internal organs a lot easier, but the feeling of falling into the ice cave has also subsided a little."

Yang Haishan couldn't help but say happily: "Little Divine Doctor, what kind of exquisite technique is this?" How could it make me so comfortable? ”

Song Feng said lightly: "I'll talk about this later, old man, you lie back on the pillow first." ”

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you, and Yang Xue will go to the pharmacy to catch the medicinal materials on the prescription."

"I'll boil it, and after you drink it, your body will be more comfortable."

Soon, Yang Xue found a pen and paper.

Song Feng pondered for a moment and wrote down the names of more than a dozen Chinese herbs.