Great Chinese Doctor

Qin Qing had no idea that the woman was vomiting blood.

On the afternoon of the second day, Qin Qing also arrived at Yongning North Street on time, on the street opposite Yulin Pool, waiting for Director Pan to pass by.

Sure enough, after a while, a skinny middle-aged man rode a pink electric bike with cute cartoon stickers of exaggeratedly long and curly eyelashes on it.

This way, it attracted a lot of people's attention.

Director Pan remained calm and didn't care about the strange looks from people around him. Even when others were recording the video, he still had a leisurely expression.

However, when he was about to pass by the gate of Yulin Pool, a cold and leisurely voice came into his ears, "Director Pan, I can treat your mother's hemiplegia. I guarantee that she can walk within a month. Why don't you come down and talk?"

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The tender pink eyelashes suddenly stopped, Director Pan looked around, and finally set his sights on the girl standing under the shade of a tree 5 meters away.

When their eyes met, Director Pan was stunned.

The girl's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, showing absolute confidence and composure. Her natural noble temperament made her seem like a king who controlled the power of life and death, making people unconsciously want to surrender.

Qin Qing also raised his eyebrows, "How about? Chat?"

Director Pan narrowed his eyes, and the aura of having been in a high position for a long time suddenly released. In an instant, he transformed from an ordinary middle-aged man into an authoritative figure in the officialdom who had the final say.

He looked at Qin Qingye scrutinizingly, his tone stern.

"Who are you? Investigating me?"

Otherwise, how could they meet by chance on his way home.

Qin Qing also admitted it straightforwardly, "Yes, I did investigate. In order to negotiate a deal with you, I found out that you have a paralyzed mother in bed."

Director Pan looked at her coldly, "You mean, you can cure my mother's illness? Why should I trust you? What methods do you have that are worthy of my trust?"

Qin Qing was not going to indulge him, and said calmly, "Believe it or not, I will only give you one chance."

Seeing her so confident, Director Pan believed it for some reason.

It was not for any other reason, but because Qin Qing also gave him a very mysterious feeling, especially the noble temperament and the unquestionable tone, which inexplicably made him feel a sense of absolute authority.

Director Pan was silent for a while, then slowly got off the electric bike and walked towards Qin Qingye.

His steps were steady, and his eyes revealed a hint of curiosity and scrutiny.

"what do you want?"

His voice was low and powerful, full of warning.

"Whatever you want, if this is a scam of yours, I will make you pay."

Qin Qing also smiled slightly, not taking it seriously. "Don't worry, my conditions are very simple, just a medical qualification certificate. Of course, since I dare to trade with you, I am naturally very confident. May I ask Director Pan, how is your mother's condition now? Can I take a look?"

Director Pan thought about it and finally agreed.

It is better to believe it than not to believe it. In case the girl in front of me really has such extraordinary means, I will not miss this opportunity.

"Okay! As long as you can make my mother walk normally, it's okay to make an exception once."

He can make an old man who has been paralyzed for 4 years walk normally, which shows that he is not afraid of taking the medical qualification test at all. Unless the other party is in a hurry, they will not come to him directly.

Besides, it was just a medical qualification certificate, which was just a matter of a few words for him, so why not agree to it?

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In a clean and bright bedroom, an old man's slight cough was heard.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Zhao Yafang, who was dressed simply and elegantly, walked in. She held a glass of boiled water in her hand and said softly, "Mom, it's time to take the medicine!"

It rained yesterday and water seeped from the eaves at some point. Perhaps because she caught a cold, the paralyzed old lady in bed developed a fever.

Although it wasn't that serious, she, as a daughter-in-law, was not careful enough and she felt very guilty at the moment.

Seeing her carrying boiled water and antipyretic medicine, the old lady struggled hard: “Uh uh uh uh—”

Seeing her like this, Zhao Yafang hurriedly asked, "Mom, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"Uh uh uh--"

The old lady blinked desperately.

Zhao Yafang placed the cup of water and pills on the bedside table, then turned around and lifted the blanket off the old lady.

Under the blanket was a bent and deformed body. Due to being unable to move for a long time, the old lady's muscles gradually atrophied and her limbs appeared thin and weak.

Fortunately, she is filial and often massages the old lady to exercise her body, otherwise four years would be enough for the old lady's legs to become skinny.

After Zhao Yafang took care of the old lady's physiological needs, she went to the bathroom to wash her hands. Looking at the pair of hands that once were fair and delicate, now dry and scratchy, she felt inexplicably sad.

At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening, followed by the voice of her husband Pan Ming, "Qin Xiaoyou, come in quickly. Our home is simple, please don't despise us."

Then the girl's clear voice continued: "Look at what Uncle Pan said, I am not a rich man. To be honest, my family is not as warm as Uncle Pan's. It can be seen that Aunt Fang is a good wife who cares about the family. Uncle Pan is so lucky!"

Hearing the little girl praising his wife, Director Pan's joy was obvious, and his eyes were full of admiration for his wife as well as hidden guilt and self-blame.

"Ah, I have let her down all these years. Not only do I have to worry about this family, but I also have to take care of my paralyzed mother—"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Yafang came out with a gentle and kind smile on her face, interrupting him, but her gaze fell on Qin Qingye, her eyes full of amazement.

"You're back. Who is this girl? She's so pretty."

Qin Qingye nodded politely, with the corner of his mouth raised, "Hello, Aunt Fang, my name is Qin Qingye, I am a doctor, please forgive me for coming here uninvited."

"Doctor?"

Zhao Yafang was surprised, but she immediately realized that her attitude might be too radical, so she quickly restrained herself, but she was still very curious inside.

"Little girl, you seem quite young, but you know medical skills? How many years have you studied? What subject did you study?"

Qin Qing also smiled calmly, her every move revealing her elegance and grace, "I study Chinese medicine, not any subject."

It probably means, general practice!

"Traditional Chinese Medicine? You actually studied Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

It’s no wonder that Zhao Yafang was shocked. Even Pan Ming didn’t expect it.

Nowadays, fewer and fewer people study Chinese medicine. Even if they do, in her impression, most of the graduates are old men, or at least middle-aged people.

The age alone is enough to show that if one wants to become a Chinese medicine practitioner, one must at least have rich experience and knowledge. Otherwise, one would not even know the most basic steps of taking a pulse or identifying herbs, let alone curing diseases and saving lives.

If the little girl had said it was Western medicine, she wouldn't have been so surprised.

Qin Qing seemed to see their disbelief, so she didn't pretend and simply looked at Zhao Yafang's face. The latter felt a little uncomfortable when she was looking at her. When she was about to say something, Qin Qing spoke first.

only--

It’s better not to say anything.

"Aunt Fang, I see that your face is sallow, your lips are pale, the area around your eye sockets is dark, and your tongue is dark red with petechiae on the edges. You often feel dizzy and tired, and your mouth is sticky and greasy. Aunt Fang, has your menstrual cycle shortened or prolonged? It used to be once every 28 days, but now it's once every 24 days, and your period has been extended from 3 days to 5 days. Your menstrual blood volume has increased, and your abdominal pain has worsened. You can feel a lump in your abdomen, and your mobility is poor. It has been going on for half a year."

The couple looked at each other, and Pan Ming suddenly became very nervous and asked hurriedly, "Qin Xiaoyou, have you figured out something? What disease does your Aunt Fang have?"

Qin Qing also calmly pressed his hand, asking him to calm down, and said lightly, "This is a mass in the uterus, which is a category of symptom. In traditional Chinese medicine, symptom mainly refers to lumps in the uterus. Such lumps may be caused by pathological conditions such as qi stagnation, blood stasis, dampness obstruction or phlegm accumulation——"

Director Pan and Zhao Yafang were stunned: "——Isn't that a uterine fibroid?"