The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 63

Chapter 63 Don't Want to Give a Point

Ye Fan and Song Hongyan looked up, and saw an old man with a goatee coming out.

He was bearded and haggard, his body exuded the sadness of the end, only his eyes were still shining.

"This is Mr. Gongsun Yuan."

Song Hongyan introduced to Ye Fan, and then smiled at Gongsun Yuan: "Mr. Gongsun, this is my younger brother, Ye Fan."

Gongsun Yuan didn't even raise his eyelids: "This medical clinic costs [-] million yuan."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: [-] million?

Song Hongyan's pretty face became colder:
"Mr. Gongsun, didn't you say 4000 million yesterday? Why do you want another [-] million now?"

"The market value of your medical clinic is only 5000 million, and it will take three to five months to sell it. But if you need money urgently, 4000 million is not bad."

"Wouldn't it be a little unkind for you to sit on the ground and raise the price like this?"

She doesn't like greedy people very much.

"4000 million is yesterday's price, and [-] million is today's price. The medical center is mine. I can sell it for as much as I want. You don't care."

Gongsun Yuan still looked cold: "It's okay if you don't want to pay, if you have the ability to cure my granddaughter, I will give you the medical center for free."

While beating Song Hongyan, he felt the pulse of the aunt in red.

The aunt in red coughed from time to time and breathed with her mouth wide open, looking very uncomfortable.

Song Hongyan's voice turned cold: "Even the hospital said it couldn't be cured. If you want Brother Fan to cure your granddaughter, isn't that a difficult task?"

The patient also looked at Gongsun Yuan in surprise, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person.

"Don't talk nonsense, either spend money or rule people."

Gongsun Yuan was very impatient: "Or get out."

Song Hongyan was about to die of anger: "You—"

"Sister Yan, don't be angry."

Ye Fan smiled: "Mr. Gongsun thinks that I am young and has no confidence in my medical skills. If I set up this place as a medical clinic, it may kill many people."

"So he used [-] million to scare me away."

"If I don't have [-] million yuan, but I can cure his granddaughter, it also means that my medical skills are good, and I don't have to worry about killing people if the hospital gives me."

"Mr. Gongsun looks like a lion with a big mouth, but he actually has a benevolent heart that hangs the pot to help the world."

Song Hongyan was taken aback when she heard the words, then thought about it.

More than a dozen patients also suddenly realized and nodded.

"Boy, there are two skills in spying on people's hearts, but it's a pity that you are invincible in your mouth, but you don't have real skills in your hands. It's meaningless at all."

Gongsun Yuan snorted to Ye Fan: "You guys better leave quickly, don't hinder me from seeing patients."

He took his finger away from the pulse of the aunt in red, and then picked up the pen to prescribe medicine to the patient.

"If my guess is right..."

Ye Fan suddenly said:
"The patient has slippery and slow pulse, dry mouth and tongue, fever and eye pain, dry nose and red cheeks, accompanied by vomiting."

"You diagnosed her with typhoid fever."

Gongsun Yuan's movements stopped instantly, and he looked at Ye Fan in disbelief. This kid has never seen a patient before, so he can speak so accurately?
He stroked his goatee: "It's a little bit capable, no wonder you dare to open a medical clinic, but unfortunately it's not enough..."

Song Hongyan's eyes lit up. Gongsun Yuan's words showed that Ye Fan's guess was right.

"I also know that you prescribed white tiger soup for her."

"[-] grams of gypsum, [-] grams of Anemarrhena, [-] grams of licorice, and [-] grams of japonica rice, boiled in [-] liter of water, and removed the water."

Ye Fan said calmly, "Three doses a day for seven days, right?"

As soon as these few sentences were spoken, Gongsun Yuan's smile froze instantly. What Ye Fan said, no matter the medicine or the amount, it was exactly the same as the prescription he wanted to prescribe.

Seeing Gongsun Yuan's expression, more than a dozen patients knew that Ye Fan's guess was right, and they became curious about Ye Fan's identity.

Where did this young man come from, with such superb medical skills?

Gongsun Yuan nodded: "I lost my eye."

Then he gave the prescription to the aunt in red, and felt the pulse of another old man in gray.

The old man was in his 80s, with disheveled white hair, thin facial features, sunken eyes, sweating on his body, and his left hand tightly clutching his abdomen.

Three minutes later, Gongsun Yuan raised his head, looked at Ye Fan and said, "Come on, what's wrong with Uncle Jia?"

He also wrote the prescription in one breath.

Ye Fan smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to grasp the old man's wrist, and separated within ten seconds.

"Abdominal fullness, disturbed and unable to lie down, strong tongue, weight yellow complexion, headache, full pain on the right hypochondriac, chapped lips, cold and heat like malaria."

"He has damp heat in his spleen."

"The medicine you prescribed is nothing but Qingpi Decoction."

"There are poria cocos, orange peel, grass fruit, osmanthus heart, angelica dahurica, licorice, Pinellia..."

Ye Fan stated Gongsun Yuan's diagnosis in one breath, and even listed the dosage of his prescription.

Song Hongyan and several patients looked at Fang Zi with their heads, and found that what Ye Fan said was exactly right.

Seeing the shocked expressions of Gongsun Yuan, Song Hongyan and others, the rest of the patients knew that Ye Fan was right again.

"This young man is really powerful. He has seen all of Dr. Gongsun's diagnosis."

"Yeah, I even know how to use medicine. It's really better than blue."

"And he felt his pulse for more than ten seconds, this level is incredible..."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Gongsun Yuan was not angry, but a little more appreciative: "Young man, I have to admit that you are indeed not simple."

Ye Fanping smiled and said, "Although your prescription is suitable for the symptoms, it can't cure the old man's illness."

Gongsun Yuan was startled, then snorted: "Then tell me, what prescription should be used to cure his illness?"

He admits that Ye Fan is not simple, but it does not mean that he can be questioned. His reputation is not as good as Sun Shengshou, but he is also one of the few Chinese medicine practitioners in Zhonghai.

Ye Fan smiled calmly: "The prescription you prescribed can indeed cure the damp and hot spleen of the old man, but you have neglected that he still has a problem of constipation."

"If the residue dissolved by the medicinal soup cannot be excreted, it will only accumulate in the abdomen, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

"So you should add another medicine."

Ye Fan picked up a pen and wrote two words: "Rhubarb!"

Laxative.

Gongsun Yuan's body shook, and then he let out a long sigh: "I'm convinced..."

"Little doctor, can my cervical spine problem be cured?"

Before Gongsun Yuan could express his emotions, a chubby middle-aged man leaned over:

"I have been troubled for many years, and I have to come to see it almost every week."

"Simple."

Ye Fan walked directly behind the middle-aged man, and massaged his cervical spine on the spot with his 'Tai Chi hands' stunt.

There was only a rattling sound, and the middle-aged man kept screaming, but after 3 minutes, he was ecstatic.

I felt a warm current in my previously painful cervical spine.

When Ye Fan stopped, he shouted: "It's so comfortable, so comfortable. I haven't experienced this feeling of freedom for many years."

"It's only half recovered. The cervical spine has been damaged for many years, and I still need to take some medicine."

Ye Fan swish swish wrote a prescription to Fatty: "It will be completely fine in a month."

The middle-aged fat man was overjoyed: "Thank you little genius doctor, thank you little genius doctor..."

"Little genius doctor, my ear hurts, can it be cured?"

"I have cramps in my stomach twice in three days, so you can take a look at me too."

"Doctor, I've been bleeding from the nose, and I can't stop it, please show me..."

A dozen patients surrounded him with a clatter, pulling Ye Fan towards him.

Gongsun Yuan was left aside for a moment.

"Your phlegm fire is blocked, causing sore throat, which can be solved by taking Lige Decoction."

"You are coughing and wheezing shortly, it's due to excess fire in the lungs, three doses of Xiebai powder will do."

"You have a headache and fever, I'll give you three needles, and then take Huanglong Decoction to cut off the root..."

Ye Fan saw a doctor very quickly, seeing more than a dozen patients in a short time.

Everyone was accurately told by Ye Fan about the cause and symptoms of the disease, whether it was needles or medicines, and Ye Fan made every patient leave with satisfaction.

Everyone went around telling each other, word of mouth, that Jin Zhilin had a little genius doctor.

Soon, there were dozens of patients in the clinic.

Ye Fan took it easy.

During this period, Gongsun Yuan kept watching and listening, his expression became more and more solemn and shocked.

These are old neighbors, and the basic illness has already been understood, so Ye Fan calmly told the illness, Gongsun Yuan was surprised from the bottom of his heart.

After Ye Fan cured several stubborn illnesses and cured the patients with similar prescriptions, Gongsun Yuan fell in admiration for Ye Fan.

Moreover, this scene of a busy family was only seen in Gongsun Yuan's childhood memory.

The dream that has remained in Gongsun Yuan for so many years, the scene reappeared today, and Gongsun Yuan was so excited that he wanted to cry.

Shaking his goatee, he took the initiative to act as Ye Fan's assistant, re-opened the pharmacy to grab medicine and cook medicine, serve tea and water...

"Sir, you are talented, please be respected by this old man."

After the patients had finished reading, Gongsun Yuan got up and walked to Ye Fan, and bowed respectfully:
"Mister's talent is far better than old age. It is a blessing for the common people that you come to open a medical clinic."

What he regrets the most in his life is that he was young and frivolous, and did not study medicine well with his grandfather and father, which resulted in his lack of the essence of medical skills.

Facing helpless patients and granddaughters, he felt guilty countless times. Now that he sees a genius doctor like Ye Fan, he is naturally convinced.

"You take this house for 500 million."

400 million for medicine, 100 million for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Song Hongyan was extremely happy, she didn't expect to save 500 million in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fan supported Gongsun Yuan and said:
"I don't want to pay a penny of this money."

The audience was instantly dead silent.

Ye Fan then smiled: "I want to take a look at Gongsunqian..."

(End of this chapter)