Song Shiwei's words have been verified, and she is still worried about this at this time, I have to say that Wen Yan's heart is really big.

However, the good brother was still thinking about him in this situation, and Jiang Yucheng also had to think carefully for Wen Yan, "It depends on how you want to treat, whether it is Chinese medicine treatment or Western medicine treatment, Western medicine treatment definitely doesn't need to tell the truth, just say that you feel unwell,

But if it is a ...... of traditional Chinese medicine treatment, my advice is that you don't say it so carefully, let Miss Song give you a treatment plan first, and then see the situation after a period of treatment, but you remember that you must tell your grandfather and your mother not to expose Miss Song, but it is best not to mention Miss Song. ”

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yucheng subconsciously said, "My aunt is the same, it's best not to tell her anything." ”

Although Wen Yan didn't quite understand why Jiang Yucheng was cautious like this, he really felt that Jiang Yucheng didn't let him tell Song Shiwei's medical skills, and it was definitely not just because Song Shiwei was not qualified to practice medicine.

However, the other party was so cautious, he naturally didn't dare to speak up.

He was silent for a long time, thinking about how to answer, when he was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

In an instant, the person who knocked on the door pushed the door in, and then he was surrounded, "Grandpa, Mom, why are you here?" ”

Grandpa Wen hurriedly said, "Can I not come, what's the situation, the hospital has spread all over the hospital, I'll take a look at your test results first, don't worry." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry." After speaking, Wen Yan said to Jiang Yucheng on the other end of the phone: "Yucheng, I'll hang up first, and I'll call you when I think about it." ”

The moment the phone hung up, Grandpa Wen had already finished reading Wen Yan's examination results, and then he looked at Wen Yan and said to him: "Yanyan, just go through the admission here, the medical organization is full of doctors with the best medical skills, and you will definitely have no problems if you are treated here, fortunately, your situation is not particularly serious, if it drags on any longer, it will not be necessarily." ”

"I'll think again." Wen Yan's voice was gentle, he really didn't think about whether to be hospitalized or go to Song Shiwei for treatment for the time being.

It stands to reason that Song Shiwei is just a little girl, and she hasn't even studied in a serious medical school, so in this case, he shouldn't just believe the other party.

But Jiang Yucheng was in front, and people as strict as Jiang Yucheng believed each other, and he felt that the other party didn't seem to be so untrustworthy, so he was a little entangled for a while.

But when these words fell into the ears of Grandpa Wen and Mother Wen, it was not like that, they felt that Wen Yan felt that his condition was serious, and he gave up treatment directly.

Mother Wen said to him patiently: "Good son, you are just sick, although the situation is a little serious, but it has not reached the point where it cannot be cured, we can't give up treatment." ”

"That's it, when did you lose so much, you don't look like the grandson of our Wen family at all." Grandpa Wen also echoed on the side.

"No, grandpa," the truth was in his mouth and it was inconvenient to say, Wen Yan was a little anxious for a while, and then after a few casual words, he said: "Don't persuade you first, I'll think about it first and then say, I, I, why don't you take a vacation first." ”

Then Wen Yan packed up his personal belongings in the office in a trance, and then left the medical organization under the gaze of everyone.

Grandpa Wen accompanied him all the way, and after sending Wen Yan to the car, he persuaded: "You go home first, let's talk again when you go home, you are not young anymore, don't let your parents worry anymore." ”

But how could he not understand, he only smiled reluctantly: "Grandpa I know, I am also a doctor, I am just sick, and it is not so unacceptable, but I need some personal space now, digest this matter well, grandpa, Mom, don't worry about my business, I am not small, I can digest it by myself." ”

Under the watchful eyes of Grandpa Wen and Mother Wen, Wen Yan left the medical organization.

On the way home, the more Wen Yan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, is Chinese medicine so magical? Is Song Shiwei's medical skills already so powerful? What did Song Shiwei say at the time, drinking Chinese medicine can be good? He is a doctor himself, and it's not that he can't read the test report, this thing can be cured by drinking Chinese medicine?

Thinking about it, Wen Yan really didn't believe in that evil, he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Yucheng's phone, "Yucheng, I want to come over, I want to drink medicine with you, I'll see if this Chinese medicine can cure my illness." ”

Regarding Wen Yan's decision, Jiang Yucheng was not surprised, just because of his curiosity about traditional Chinese medicine (Song Shiwei), he was able to 'hook up' Wen Yan.

It's just that Wen Yan's tone, what does it mean to be so excited, could it be that this person is crazy?

"Come here if you want, I can still stop you."

After speaking, Jiang Yucheng hung up the phone ruthlessly, and in the afternoon of the same day, Wen Yan's figure appeared in the Jiang family's villa.

But at this time, when it was time for Jiang Yucheng's onset, he lay on the bed uncomfortably, and under Wen Yan's gaze, he ate the second painkiller pill made for him by Song Shiwei, I have to say that the effect of the painkiller pill made of good herbs is much more obvious than before, and even the effect of the medicine has been extended for a long time.

At this time, even if he had an illness for 8 or 9 hours in a row, he could still persist with these three painkillers.

Wen Yan had seen Jiang Yucheng's pain, and when he saw that he was so controlled by taking medicine, he was immediately shocked: "What kind of situation is this." ”

Jiang also explained: "This medicine is a painkiller pill made by Miss Song herself, which can relieve the pain of the third master when he is sick, and three pills can basically get through it." ”

But the symptoms are not cured, the pain is still painful, and the pain has not decreased at all.

But Rao is like this, it is enough to shock Wen Yan, "Where did you find this treasure, it can relieve pain, how many doctors can't solve the problem, it was solved by a little girl who hasn't even studied medicine, how many people have to be slapped in the face." ”

After knowing about this, he was even more determined to come here, he felt that his illness could be completely cured immediately, and immediately asked, "What about Miss Song, are you at home?" I'm very sick and need to be treated quickly, and I can't delay for a moment, so I should need her to come and see it here. ”

Jiang also glanced at him, and said faintly: "Miss Song is in her second year of high school, she still has to go to school, and she is in school at this time, besides, Miss Song has already seen it in advance, and the third master's illness can't be acupuncture at this time, so she can only take medicine and stay up." ”

Wen Yan choked when she heard this, okay, Miss Song is really small.

If the person is not there, he will not be there, and it is not that he will not come back, but this thing can be medicine, Wen Yan is really interested in it.

"Jiang Ye, give me one of this medicine, I'll take it and study it."