Chapter 1407: What the hell is the disease

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"The status of the guest is noble, there are a lot of adults, and I won't bother with you as a little girl in the countryside, you can rest assured to treat it."

Yan Langzhong knew what Lin Xiaofu was worried about, and hurriedly comforted him, but the expression on his face was still solemn, obviously he didn't have a bottom in his heart.

"I can only see first, whether I can cure me for nothing, I said it at the beginning, but it's not a shirk." Lin Xiaofu hurriedly affirmed.

Don't talk about it as if there is no incurable disease as long as she reaches out.

Although she can have such self-confidence, if this patient is another patient, she has studied the other person's case, and it is really a case of chronic disease.

It's not easy to treat, of course, you can't just boast about Haikou.

"A healer should do his best to heal the sick." Yan Langzhong said softly, looking at the entourage who stood halfway up the stairs and looked down, his eyes were awe-inspiring.

Although the other party did not speak, the expression on his face was urging.

"Let's go, go upstairs and have a look." Yan Langzhong knew that he couldn't say any more, and he also knew that when the other party came to the door, it was inevitable to avoid it.

"Li Qiao Ren'an is in charge, please say hello to your lordship." After going upstairs, Yan Langzhong waved at the middle-aged man sitting on the couch and said respectfully.

Just when Lin Xiaofu, who was following behind, was surprised that it was a big official, but when he saw Yan Langzhong kneeling down and kowtowing, he was suddenly startled and changed his face.

What kind of big official is so pompous.

"The little girl Lin has seen an adult, and the woman in the mountains and fields is reckless, and she has been offended a lot before."

Even Yan Langzhong knelt down and kowtowed, how dare Lin Xiaofu be careless, and hurriedly made a squat salute, explaining with a frightened face.

It's just that she doesn't want to kowtow, she has never kowtowed to anyone.

"Get up, sit down and talk."

The middle-aged man put the teacup in his hand on the small table and looked at the person who saluted him with a deep gaze.

Yan Langzhong also counted, obviously knew his identity, the little woman was so interesting, she didn't panic or talk much, so she followed behind and saluted, did she also know her identity?

He also heard some of their words upstairs just now, Yan Langzhong didn't say who he was, only said that he was a nobleman in Beijing, and now he is called an adult, obviously finding an identity for him.

Merely......

His gaze was fixed on the little woman who had her head bowed behind her feet, and it was a little unfathomable.

That is to say, this woman can heal him?

"Girl, do you want someone to see the prescription?" He hooked his lips and said suddenly.

"No, the adult is not a wind chill, but the prescription he took is a wind chill prescription, and the prescription is not right." Lin Xiaofu hurriedly replied, but he still stared at his toes with his head down.

"You raise your head and speak, and take a good look at what kind of illness it is for Lord Ben."

I didn't expect this woman to say this, the middle-aged man's eyes jumped again, and there was some expectation in his heart.

Since Lang Zhong of the Union Medical Center knows his identity, he naturally knows his condition, and he should know what he wants most.

"Yes, if the hope of a doctor is concerned, an adult is not sick, or he is not sick for a long time." Lin Xiaofu raised his head and said in a calm tone.

Her eyes were clear, staring at the middle-aged man sitting on the master's arhat bed leisurely like her own, and she didn't dare to say anything else.

"What kind of injury? What kind of disease does it become? The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and stared at her.

"Internal injuries, old injuries add new injuries, diseases are hidden diseases, and they are old."

Lin Xiaofu thought of the box of cases and the summary of the medical records in the three directors, and then synthesized what he hoped at this time, and said seriously.

"Can it be cured?" The middle-aged man's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked. I want to talk about "Pastoral Pets: Poison Doctor Lady in the Mountains" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~