"No, my brother won't, you will definitely be able to live, I don't allow you to say such frustrating words!"

Zhao Min looked at his younger brother, who was pale and seriously ill, and suddenly couldn't help but shed tears.

"Sister, don't cry, don't cry, I'm not afraid of death, the only thing I can't worry about is you, my parents died early when I was a child, you worked while providing for the two of us to study, and every night I had to go to the restaurant to wash the dishes until one or two o'clock, every time I saw you work so hard, I secretly swore that I must have a good life, I must make a lot of money, and I will never let you work so hard again, but ...... I'm useless! ”

Zhao Lin couldn't stop his tears from falling, he felt that his sister was really too hard, why was God so unfair, his sister was beautiful and kind, why should she be so miserable!

"Brother!"

Zhao Min couldn't help but hug his younger brother, and the two sisters and brothers cried loudly.

Ye Lengfeng glanced at Zhao Lin, couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth, and gently patted Zhao Min's shoulder and said:

"Xiaomin, don't cry yet, let me see your brother!"

Zhao Min nodded, looked at his younger brother Zhao Lin and said:

"Xiaolin, you ask Mr. Ye to see you, his medical skills are really powerful, not comparable to ordinary doctors, I have seen it with my own eyes!"

"Oh!"

Zhao Lin nodded, and glanced at Ye Lengfeng in a daze, his eyes were still full of doubts, feeling that Ye Lengfeng was young, how could he treat such a near-terminal disease as uremia well?

Zhao Min moved out of the way, brought a stool over, and let Ye Lengfeng sit on the edge of the bed.

After Ye Lengfeng sat on the edge of the bed, he first took a careful look at Zhao Lin's face, including some changes in his facial features, and then glanced at the pile of medicines stacked at the bedside, almost all of which were special drugs for the treatment of uremia.

Opening one of the bottles of special medicine, Ye Lengfeng poured out a few white pills, put them in front of his nose and smelled them, then crushed them and looked at them carefully, he couldn't help but smile indifferently, he already had a judgment on Zhao Lin's illness in his heart.

"Are all these medicines prescribed by the hospital?" Ye Lengfeng looked at Zhao Min and asked.

"Well, all of them are prescribed by doctors, each one is very expensive, my brother is sometimes reluctant to eat how to eat, he should have eaten three times a day, he only ate once......"

Zhao Min whimpered in the end, poverty really makes people can't even afford to get sick, and people can't even afford medicine!

"What about the doctor's prescription list, do you have a backup here?" Ye Lengfeng continued to ask.

"I don't know where to put it, I'll look for it now!"

Zhao Min ran to her own bedroom next door and quickly rummaged through it.

"Brother Ye, is there something wrong?" Long Jiang asked suspiciously.

"Don't worry, let me take Xiao Lin's pulse first and thoroughly determine his illness!" Ye Lengfeng thought for a while and said.

It's not that Ye Lengfeng can't judge Zhao Lin's illness now, but he knows that Zhao Min's sister and brother are really not easy, and they are really hard, and it is the right thing for him to be serious and rigorous.

Zhao Lin stretched out his right arm, and Ye Lengfeng put a finger of his right hand on Zhao Lin's wrist to check the pulse.

Long Jiang, who was studying medicine, was stunned by this scene, and couldn't help but ask in surprise:

"Brother Ye, this ...... Can this finger take the pulse? It's the first time I've seen it! ”

Don't say that you are a person who studies Chinese medicine, even if you are an ordinary person who has seen Chinese medicine, you know that Chinese medicine puts four fingers on the wrist, so that you can accurately hear the pulse of the person, and judge what disease a person has through the beating of the pulse.

Like Ye Lengfeng, who only uses one finger to diagnose people's pulses, this is really unheard of and unseen!

"When the medical skills really reach the advanced realm, don't say that it is a finger to diagnose the pulse, even if it is only the naked eye can judge the patient's symptoms, just like when I was in the classroom, watching the students say their physical problems one by one, this is the same reason!"

Ye Lengfeng explained to Longjiang while diagnosing Zhao Lin's pulse.

Long Jiang nodded, he felt that if he could often follow Ye Lengfeng's side, he would definitely be able to learn advanced medical skills, just today's little knowledge was enough for him to benefit a lot!

A minute later.

Ye Lengfeng's fingers left Zhao Lin's wrist, and Zhao Min was still rummaging through the doctor's prescription.

"Teacher Ye, how is Xiaolin's condition?" Long Jiang hurriedly asked.

Ye Lengfeng did not answer Long Jiang, but looked at Zhao Lin and said:

"Rest well, don't worry, your illness is not a fatal problem, I will definitely be able to cure you, don't worry!"

"This ...... Brother Ye, is this true? Can my disease really be cured? Zhao Lin looked at Ye Lengfeng excitedly and incredulously and asked.

Zhao Lin had such a reaction, Ye Lengfeng was expected, it was indeed for an ordinary person, the doctors all announced his death, saying that he only had three months to live, and the pain and despair could be imagined!

And now Ye Lengfeng suddenly said that it is not a big problem, it can be cured, it is like pulling a person from hell back to heaven, it is normal to be unbelievable!

"It can really be cured, I am a teacher, but I am also a doctor, I never lie in front of patients, if I can be cured, I can be cured, if I can't be cured, I can't be cured, I won't let the patient's heart be tormented and tortured!" Ye Lengfeng said very seriously.

Zhao Lin was excited, and when he was about to speak, Zhao Min walked out of the bedroom next to him, holding a prescription prescribed by the hospital in his hand, and said loudly:

"Found it, it's this list!"

Ye Lengfeng took the prescription prescribed by the hospital handed over by Zhao Min, and after taking a look at some of the drugs on it, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and said to himself:

"As I expected!"

"What's wrong, Mr. Ye?" Zhao Min asked anxiously.

Ye Lengfeng glanced at Zhao Min, then at Zhao Lin who was lying on the bed, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Lin's illness is not a big deal, let's go out first, don't disturb him to rest!"

After speaking.

Ye Lengfeng walked out of the room, and Zhao Min and Long Jiang also hurriedly followed.

"Teacher Ye, what kind of illness does Brother Zhao Min have?" As soon as he walked out of the house, Long Jiang asked impatiently.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, what's wrong with Xiaolin?" Zhao Min was the most anxious, looking at Ye Lengfeng eagerly and asked again.

(End of chapter)