Great Chinese Doctor

In less than half an hour, the lawyer hired by Jiang Yi came in front of Qin Qingye.

It’s easy to get things done with a lawyer. Just give the instructions and the lawyer will get it done by making a few phone calls.

Looking at the freshly-issued household registration booklet, Qin Qing immediately smiled and thanked the lawyer.

Of course, the lawyer also handled the matter of Qin Wuqing's adoptive parents. According to the lawyer, the parents would be sent to a mental hospital for reformation and would never be able to get out in this lifetime.

Qin Qing also understood that Jiang Yi must have been behind this.

To thank the lawyer, Qin Qing also took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and gave it to him, "Here is a pill that is good for your health. It's a thank you gift for you."

The lawyer waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "Miss Qin misunderstood. It was the young master who asked me to come. I really don't deserve the thank-you gift. You should take it back."

Seeing that he was reserved, Qin Qing also hurriedly said, "This is what I made myself. It's not worth much. Just take it. If you are worried, you can ask your young master."

"...Oh well!"

The lawyer quickly put the money in his pocket, said goodbye and left in a hurry.

After walking out of the police station, the lawyer touched the small porcelain bottle in his arms and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Pill?

This is the modern world, how could there be such mysterious things as elixirs? Could they be fake?

He originally wanted to throw it away, but after thinking about it, he decided to call Jiang Yi. After all, the case was done and he needed to report to the young master, otherwise if the young master got angry, he, a small gold medal lawyer, would be in trouble.

After the call was connected, the lawyer quickly explained the situation clearly, and at the end he also said that Qin Qing also told him about the bottle of pills he had given him.

"Is that it?" Jiang Yi asked.

The lawyer didn't understand, but nodded honestly, "That's it, but the elixir - it's too ridiculous, what era is this, and elixir? It sounds unreliable.

Jiang Yi was unhappy when he heard it.

"How can it be unreliable? You know it's unreliable even before you even try it? I tell you, Qing is a skilled doctor. You should be happy that she can give you the elixir. How dare you say she's unreliable? If you don't want it, give it to me. I don't want to give it to you, humph!"

The young master hung up the phone in a fit of anger, leaving the lawyer confused.

Qin Qing didn't know what happened here. When she returned to the clinic, Meng An and Meng's mother were standing at the door. Seeing them, Qin Qing raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"Didn't we agree to 5pm? Why are you here so early?"

Mother Meng was afraid that she would be angry, so she quickly explained, "Xiao An and I were strolling around the area, and now we are tired, so we come here."

Qin Qing also nodded, opened the shop door, and the three of them entered the clinic together.

Qin Qing also asked Meng An about his treatment as usual, "How do you feel these days? Are you still in pain?"

"It still hurts a little, but not as much as it did a few days ago. My chest doesn't feel heavy anymore, and I can breathe more forcefully. Doctor Qin, am I almost getting better?"

Talking about his illness, Meng An was extremely excited, especially when he felt that his health was getting better and better. It seemed that he had found the motivation to live, and he suddenly became full of energy.

Qin Qing was speechless. "I am a miracle doctor, but I am not a god. Do you think you need to undergo a thoracotomy? Just take care of yourself. You are lucky to be alive. Do you think you can recover in a few days? I have never thought of this in my dreams, but you dare to think of it."

Meng An smiled awkwardly, probably knowing that he had just done something stupid, so he could only smile awkwardly and mutter softly.

"I thought the pain was gone and I was getting better, but I was so happy for nothing."

Qin Qing also smiled and said, "It turns out that I saved you, but I was happy for nothing. It just makes my medical skills look so shallow."

Meng's mother couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Meng An on the back of the head. Although the force was not strong, it was extremely insulting.

"What are you talking about? Divine Doctor Qin is such a great doctor, how could he not be able to save you? The Divine Doctor never said he couldn't cure you, so why are you talking about all that nonsense?"

Qin Qing also saw Meng An's frustrated expression and burst out laughing, "Okay, it's getting late, I'd better give you acupuncture first!"

"Okay, please help Doctor Qin."

After giving Meng An acupuncture, the mother and son left. Qin Qing originally wanted to make medicine. After all, she had been sitting in the clinic for such a long time and there was no one in the shop. She could only use the remaining time to make medicine.

Just as she was about to stand up, she saw a girl standing in front of the door.

The girl was pretty, but her skin was not very good, dull and sallow, and even heavy makeup couldn't hide it. She held her belly and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Qin Qing also raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you coming in?"

Meng Xuanzhu thought about it, endured the abdominal pain, walked in, looked around, and asked casually, "Are you the only one in the pharmacy? Isn't there a doctor?"

"I am the doctor."

Meng Xuanzhu was a little bit surprised.

Qin Qing also smiled and said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm telling the truth."

"Can--"

Meng Xuanzhu wanted to say something else, but Qin Qing interrupted her softly, "Come in and sit down. Your stomach hurts so much, and you're still trying to be brave."

Meng Xuanzhu pursed his lips, slowly walked to the chair and sat down.

"Does your period always hurt like this?"

"how do you know--"

"I'm a doctor. I can tell right away."

"I, I have a problem. A few days before my period comes, I feel a dull cramp in my lower abdomen. To relieve the pain, I can only take painkillers, but I was in a hurry to go out today and forgot to bring them. I want to ask if you have any painkillers here?"

Qin Qing also had a calm expression, holding her cheek with her hand, looking nonchalant. For some reason, although she had a casual attitude, her every move and gesture naturally revealed her innate nobility and majesty.

Meng Xuanzhu was thinking this when she heard the other party say, "No!"

Her heart sank.

Then Qin Qing also said, "Miss, I see that you look pale and your lips are pale, which is probably due to insufficient Qi and blood. Chinese medicine emphasizes syndrome differentiation and treatment. Your symptoms are not simply dysmenorrhea. I need to take your pulse and check your constitution."

"As for painkillers, there really aren't any!"

She said it very frankly.

Meng Xuanzhu: ...

How did she say the word 'no' so confidently?

The corners of Meng Xuanzhu's mouth twitched, and he placed his wrist on the pulse pillow.

Qin Qing also stretched out her slender hand and gently pressed on Meng Xuanzhu's pulse.

Her eyes were focused, as if she could feel the blood flowing in the other person's body through her skin, and her beating pulse seemed to be playing a silent piece of music.

After a moment, she withdrew her hand.

"You have dysmenorrhea. 3-5 days before your period, you have persistent cramping pain in your lower abdomen, your blood is light brown and turbid, you have alternating hot and cold spells, you have bloating and pain in your chest, your pulse is deep and sluggish, and your left Guan pulse is weak."

"Also, your liver qi is stagnant, and cold and dampness are blocking your lower body, causing uterine congestion. Over time, it will affect your fertility, dull your skin tone, cause severe menstrual pain, and make your complexion look older."

Although Meng Xuanzhu didn't understand what Qin Qingye said, the last sentence "accelerates aging" immediately irritated her nerves.

Meng Xuanzhu was also very suspicious of Qin Qing.

In my impression, a Chinese medicine doctor is considered young at the age of 40. Even if she has been learning in her mother's womb, she can't surpass those experienced old Chinese medicine doctors. Not to mention her age, her experience alone is hard to convince others.

Therefore, there was a hint of suspicion in the look she gave Qin Qingye.