Goddess Appraiser

(Yesterday, it was said that the scale was too large and it was sealed. I hope readers can continue to support it. The evildoer will control the high-hit part so that similar situations do not happen again...)

"Qiqi? Qiqi?"

After Yang Shangshan left, Ye Lang changed his clothes for a long time. Seeing that Yang Qihan was still standing there in a daze, he stepped forward and patted him.

"Ye Lang, shall we elope?" Yang Qihan whispered.

"Ah? What did you say?" Ye Lang didn't react at all, and asked quickly.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"Eh... so what?" Ye Lang's mouth twitched.

"Woooooo... Dad will kill you! He will really kill you..." Yang Qihan said.

"Eh..." Ye Lang was speechless.

Fortunately, Ye Zixuan who was on the side came over at this time and took Yang Qihan's hand.

"It's okay, Sister Qihan, I think Uncle said that kind of thing only because he cares about you." Ye Zixuan comforted.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The black lines on Ye Lang's face represent Alexander.

"By the way, sister Qihan, didn't your second uncle ask you to accompany him to see patients? Aren't you going now?" Ye Zixuan quickly changed the subject.

"Ah... I agreed?" Yang Qihan was stunned for a moment.

"Sister Qihan, you didn't just agree just now without hearing clearly, did you?" Ye Zixuan also got black lines.

"Ye Lang, Xuanxuan, can we go together?" Yang Qihan begged.

"We don't understand Chinese medicine..." Ye Lang said speechlessly.

"Let's go together, okay?" Yang Qihan shook Ye Lang's arm like a little girl.

"Okay, okay... go, but Xuanxuan is waiting for us outside, okay?" Ye Lang had no choice but to agree.

Ye Lang also couldn't understand, what kind of stupidity did this girl commit, that she even had to accompany a layman like this to cure diseases and save lives.

However, since he agreed, Ye Lang couldn't shirk it, so he simply took Yang Qihan's hand and went to meet Yang Shangshan together.

When Yang Shangshan saw Ye Lang following him, he was a little surprised, but he took a look at Yang Qihan's shy look, and immediately understood.

So, although Yang Shangshan felt that something was wrong, he finally brought two white coats for Ye Lang and Yang Qihan to change into, and then took them to the ward.

This ward is obviously much larger than the one Ye Lang lived in, and it seems to be quite high-grade.

In Shanghang, a big international city, apart from better urban construction and higher land utilization rate, there are more rich people.Therefore, Ye Lang and Yang Qihan didn't think it was too strange that even a random patient could live in such a high-end ward.

In the center of the ward, there was a luxurious big bed, on which lay a man who looked older than Yang Shangshan.

However, Ye Lang was slandering why his own hospital bed was so bad while others' was so good.

After approaching, Ye Lang carefully looked at the man.

I saw that although this man was quite old, he was in good spirits and had a good complexion. Apart from the darkening of his cheeks and the faint redness of his eyes, he seemed to have no serious problems at all.

"Old Zhu, how is your health today?" At this moment, Yang Shangshan stepped forward and asked the middle-aged man with a smile.

"I'm getting old, I can't do it..." The man smiled wryly and shook his head, "Recently, the effect of this treatment seems to be getting worse and worse, my legs have become more numb, and even my waist is a little stiff.

"Old Zhu," Yang Shangshan put away the smile on his face, "Although your situation is not very common, I have already investigated it. The biggest possibility is stroke. It should be fine after some treatment."

"Lao Yang, don't lie to me. We have been friends for so many years. If you can really cure me, I will be fine a long time ago, and it won't be delayed for nearly half a year." The middle-aged man still said bitterly. laughed.

"Hey, old Zhu, don't say that, you can still get better." Yang Shangshan said while gesturing for Yang Qihan and Ye Lang to come over.

"Old Yang, who are these two?" The middle-aged man looked at the two suspiciously, with some confusion and inappropriateness in his eyes.

"Old Zhu, don't be surprised. Originally, I wanted my elder brother to come, but my elder brother is on a business trip in the imperial capital these two days, so I can only let his daughter come to give you a pulse first," Yang Shangshan said, "As for this Mr. Ye, my niece is highly respected, and maybe it will be helpful."

"Old Yang, you mean, this is Renzhong's daughter? Has she grown up so much?" Hearing Yang Shangshan's words, the middle-aged man's puzzled and dissatisfied expression immediately receded, and he waved to Yang Qihan instead, " Come, come, girl, come to your Uncle Zhu."

The 180-degree change in the middle-aged man's attitude obviously made Ye Lang and Yang Qihan unable to react.

However, Yang Qihan still walked to his bedside.

"Oh, the little girl has grown up so much. When I saw you last time, you were only three months old. You have grown into such a beautiful girl in a blink of an eye." The middle-aged man said with a smile, his eyes revealed With indescribable kindness.

"Old Zhu, are you still Uncle Zhu?" Yang Shangshan on the side teased, "When my eldest brother saw you, you were almost 35 years old, ten years older than us! Qi Han, just call him Grandpa .”

"Nonsense!" The middle-aged man glared, obviously he didn't like people calling him old, "little girl, don't listen to your second uncle, just call me Uncle Zhu, don't think I'm a little older, compared to this The little old man is much more energetic!"

"Okay, okay...you can do everything, right?" Yang Shangshan shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, since you are Renzhong's daughter, let's try it," the middle-aged man smiled again, and turned to Ye Lang, "Young man, come here too, anyway, my body is like this Well, there's still hope for more barefoot doctors."

After speaking, the man lay down flat, adjusted his breathing, and stopped talking.

Seeing the man's cooperation, Yang Qihan couldn't shirk anything, especially Yang Shangshan was also watching helplessly, obviously hoping that she could really help.

So, Yang Qihan simply went all out, put a pair of Qianqiansu hands on the middle-aged man's wrist, and gave him a pulse.

Although Yang Qihan is studying psychology, most of it is because of Ye Lang's relationship. As far as her nature is concerned, family traditional Chinese medicine is more suitable for her appetite.

Fortunately, she is also highly talented, and there is no conflict between the two disciplines. Although she spends most of her time on learning, Yang Qihan is quite good at seeing, hearing, asking, and cutting under the influence of her father since she was a child.

But after holding it for a while, Yang Qihan's beautiful eyebrows frowned, obviously something was wrong with the middle-aged man's pulse.

"Little girl, just say it straight, you, Uncle Zhu, I can still hold on." Obviously seeing what Yang Qihan meant, the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Well then, Uncle Zhu, I'll just say it straight," Yang Qihan said earnestly, "Although I don't know the exact reason, Uncle Zhu, your pulse condition is a bit vacant, and your Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly. It seems to be blocked by something. , if you can’t treat it in time, I’m afraid it won’t be long before you can only live in a wheelchair.”

"Hehe, Lao Yang, Renzhong really gave birth to a good daughter." The middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Little girl, then you said it won't take long, maybe how long?"

"A week or two at least, three or four months at most..." Yang Qihan said hesitantly, "Judging from your pulse condition, your physique is already cold, and for some reason you will be attacked by the cold air. Now, new injuries and old illnesses broke out at the same time, and it has been delayed for so long, which is already considered very good."

"Oh, it's true, it's true," the middle-aged man sighed, "Girl, tell me, is my illness still cured?"

"This..." Yang Qihan didn't answer right away, but said after thinking about it, "It may be difficult to completely cure it, and maybe my father can't do it, but it's okay to delay, if the condition doesn't continue to worsen, You still have a chance to get back on your feet."

"Then what if it gets worse?" the middle-aged man said seriously.

"I'm afraid my life will be in danger," Yang Qihan replied decisively, "anytime, anywhere."

"My old life..." The middle-aged man shook his head, but he still said casually, "I have gone up the mountain, carried a gun, killed the US emperor, and crossed the border. I hate myself for being born a few years later and not killing me. Apart from the ghosts, it's worth it.

"Uncle Zhu...don't say that, you still have a chance..." Yang Qihan whispered.

"Little girl, you don't need to comfort me. I was never afraid when I was in the most dangerous time on the battlefield. Now that I am older, how can I live more and more?" The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Human life This life has to be exciting and fulfilling enough, and when it's time to die, there won't be any regrets."

After saying this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold, and no one spoke for a while, making it seem like the middle-aged man was about to die right now.

"Well, Uncle Zhu, can I call you that?" Ye Lang said suddenly.

"Okay, you are recommended by Lao Yang, of course." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Well, Uncle Zhu, in fact, your illness can be cured," Ye Lang said with a slightly relaxed tone, "It only takes a week, and it can be completely cured."

Ye Lang's words were obviously exaggerated to others.

"Nonsense," Yang Shangshan shouted angrily first, "Ye Lang, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"I'm telling the truth," Ye Lang spread his hands and said, "Give me a week to ensure that Uncle Zhu will recover from your illness."