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At the end of the summer, Lu Qingyan began to remove the plaster.

"Doctor, how is her recovery?" Yan Mo Chen asked, he was a little worried, so quickly decided to remove the plaster, the injury has not fully healed, which is very unfavorable for her situation.

"In fact, Mr. Yan, your worries are unnecessary. She is very good and her injury is recovering very quickly. In fact, her leg can be lowered to the ground a few days earlier. Your protection is too much." The doctor said with a smile.

Lu Qingyan is a little speechless. She has been dishonest and walks around. She also tells her that she has been protected too much.

Lu Qingyan can't help but wonder whether this doctor is a quack.

After the plaster was removed, Yan Mo Chen's eyebrows wrinkled.

Lu Qingyan's feet, skin wrinkled up, white as if by blisters.

"What's going on?" Yan Mo Chen was staring at the wrinkled skin, and his face was ugly.

Lu Qingyan poked curiously and felt a little pain: "what's wrong with my feet?"

"After that, it will not matter if you put on the plaster for a long time. It will not matter if you take the plaster for a long time." The doctor hastened to explain, even after this explanation, his forehead was soaked with sweat.

It can be seen that Yan Mo Chen's aura is very frightening.

"Allergic? Why don't I feel anything? "

"Oh, that's because it doesn't last long." The doctor secretly took a look at Yan Mo Chen beside him, and he felt that the sky was going to die for me.

He knew that Mr. Yan was terrible, but he didn't expect that he was so terrible.

Just a look is enough to make you feel the taste of death.

What makes the doctor collapse is that Mr. Yan's woman comes to the hospital in two or three days. He has the idea of quitting his job as a doctor.

"That is to say, before you put on the plaster, you know that some people have allergies." Yan Mo Chen stares at the doctor tightly.

The doctor hesitated for a long time. I dare not say yes.

Sometimes everyone will be allergic to plaster. Doctors really don't know who they have provoked, and such things will happen.

"That..." The doctor had a feeling that it would be miserable if someone nodded his head.

"Doctor, is there any ointment that can help me eliminate these allergies?" Lu Qingyan couldn't see it, so she took the initiative to help the doctor out.

On hearing this, the doctor said in a hurry: "no, nothing is needed. Just ventilation is enough to make your legs return to normal."

"How long will it take?" Yan Mo Chen asked.

"One or two days is enough." Lu Qingyan said.

"Yes, thank you, doctor." Lu Qingyan said with a smile.

"If, after a day or two, it is still the case?" Yan Mo Chen stares at the doctor and asks.

"This."

"Don't embarrass other doctors before that time." How can Lu Qingyan not pity the doctor.

"Yes, yes, it will be all right then. Please believe me, Mr. Yan."

"Doctor, do you mean that my legs can walk now?" Lu Qingyan quickly interrupted.

"Yes, yes, you can go, but don't be so anxious. Walk slowly. Your bones are not fully healed, so you have to take your time." In the eyes of doctors, Lu Qingyan is an angel like existence.

As far as Mochen is concerned, he is a devil like existence.

Thanks to this angel, he can survive in the world.

"OK, we see. Thank you, doctor." Lu Qingyan said with a smile.

"You're welcome. You're welcome." The doctor waved his hand in a hurry and did not dare to accept Lu Qingyan's thanks.

"Can we go now, doctor?" Lu Qingyan asked.

"Yes, yes, yes."

What about the medicine Yan Mo Chen asked again.

"Medicine? What kind of medicine? "

"What do you say?" Yan Mo Chen stares at him.

The doctor suddenly remembered: "Oh, oh, there is medicine, but also to take a course of anti-inflammatory drugs, I'm sorry, I forgot."

"It doesn't matter, doctor." Lu Qingyan said with a smile.

Yan Mo Chen's painting style is different. His face is tight and ugly, which frightens the doctor.

"Yan, Mr. Yan, wait a little while. The nurse will deliver Miss Lu's medicine for you." The doctor will ask the nurse to help get the medicine.

"That would trouble the nurses." Lu Qingyan thanks.

The doctor took a look at Yan Mo Chen, and his tight face was slightly relaxed, which made the doctor feel that he had recovered a life.

At last, the doctor delivered the medicine quickly."Hoo." The doctor relaxed and sat down in his position, wiping the sweat on his forehead with a paper towel. He was very happy after his death.

The nurse next to him was puzzled: "Dr. Liang, what's the matter with you.

"If you don't die in a disaster, you'll be lucky."

"When are you in trouble? It's so strange. " Asked the nurse.

"You little girl is not sensible." Finally, Dr. Liang felt relieved and took on the posture of a deputy chief physician.

"Then you can explain to me. Is that Mr. Yan really good?"

"Go back, Baidu will know." Said the doctor.

"It's stingy. Explain what's going to happen, really." The nurse pursed at the other person. After a grimace, he left Dr. Liang's office.

Lu Qingyan, who was sitting in the car, always felt that her feet were too ugly. Her skin was a little wrinkled. She was still very white, which was very unhealthy.

She just stares at her feet and looks all the way from the hospital to her home.

Yan Mo Chen has seen it for a long time, but he didn't say anything about her.

Back at the door of the house, Yan Mo Chen said, "your feet will be OK."

This inexplicable sentence made Lu Qingyan confused.

"Of course I know my legs will be OK. I can walk now." Lu Qingyan smiles.

"Well." Then, there was no following, so Lu Qingyan was very surprised: "there is nothing to say?"

"Go up yourself. I have a meeting to hold." Yan Mo Chen said and left.

Looking at the back of the car, Lu Qingyan couldn't feel his head at all: "what's going on here? Is this statement really true?"

Aunt Zhang had already seen Yan Mo Chen's car and ran down in a hurry. She saw Lu Qingyan standing outside alone.

"Miss, why don't you come in when you're back?"

"I'm not just going in. Why? Are you going out? " Lu Qingyan asked.

"No Aunt Zhang said with a smile.

When Lu Qingyan came home, the more he saw it, the more ugly his legs were. Remember, there was a teacher to the medical skills to see, improve the skin of some prescriptions, but, to mix the medicinal materials need to be fresh.

That is to say, fresh Chinese herbal medicine.

"Aunt Zhang, I want to go out." Lu Qingyan wants to take Aunt Zhang out.

"Miss, I'll go out with you." Aunt Zhang also worried that Lu Qingyan would be in danger of going out alone, so she proposed to go together. This is a good thing for Lu Qingyan.

It's the place to go.

Aunt Zhang didn't know what Lu Qingyan was going to do, so she just followed her. When she came to the drugstore, she thought that Lu Qingyan was uncomfortable, but she didn't expect to hear Lu Qingyan say that she wanted to buy Herbal Medicine.

"Fresh?" When the store manager heard this, he was stunned. There are many Chinese herbal medicines in the drugstore. However, it is necessary to have fresh ones. He has never seen them: "are you sure you want fresh ones?"

"Yes, you heard me correctly. The herbs I want must be fresh. Can you provide them to me?" Lu Qingyan asked.

"It's really difficult. Fresh herbal medicines are of no value to us, because if they are not made into medicinal materials, they will rot and lose a lot. When we buy medicinal materials, we only buy the herbs that have been killed. " The store manager's explanation made Lu Qingyan a little disappointed.

"Can you tell me where your herbs came from?" Lu Qingyan continued to ask.

"They are all purchased directly from drug dealers. They may be everywhere. We are not a fixed one."

"Yes." This answer disappointed Lu Qingyan again.

If you want to buy medicinal materials, you don't want to do medicine business, and you have to find drug dealers. Isn't it very complicated.

"OK, I see. Thank you." Lu Qingyan says thanks to others.

The store manager was embarrassed to hand in a business card: "this is the business card of drug dealers. You can take it with you. If you need to contact them, maybe they have fresh herbs there."

"Well, thank you." Lu Qingyan put away his business card and, after thanking the store manager, left the drugstore.

Aunt Zhang looked very strange: "Miss, what are you looking for medicine to do?"

"I want to make some ointment myself." Lu Qingyan said.

"Can you make your own ointment?" Aunt Zhang was very surprised.

"I'm Xia Lao's student. Of course I will." Lu Qingyan doesn't think there is any difficulty in this. She is good at medical skills. She just learned a little, or did she see it on Xia Lao's bookshelf.

Of course, the process of making ointment is not very complicated, otherwise, her brain alone will not understand.

"I don't know who Xia always is." Aunt Zhang looked at her with embarrassment.Lu Qingyan shook his head indifferent: "it doesn't matter."

"Miss, I know where there are herbs. Would you like to have a look?" Aunt Zhang asked.

"Do you know there are herbs?" Lu Qingyan was surprised.

"Yes, I used to do it in that herbal medicine factory. They collected the fresh herbs and dried them, even if they were finished. I used to be a dryer there. "