Super little doctor

Car with ten minutes of gallop, into a townhouse inside the high-end community.

Finally, after a few turns, slowly stopped at the gate of a villa.

The iron door of the villa has already been opened, and a middle-aged man with a big stomach has been waiting here for a long time. When he saw the door open and saw the old man get off the car, he welcomed him with a smile, "Dr. Du, here you are."

"Don't say anything else. Take me up to see the patient."

"All right."

The middle-aged man nodded and took the old man and Du Wenwan and Li Sandou, who were carrying the medicine box, into the villa together.

Several people quickly went to a room on the second floor of the villa, which was decorated like a pink world.

You don't have to look at this room. It's a woman's room.

Sure enough, on the bed lay a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, white as snow, just like the goddess of ice and snow.

"It's a little cold." Entering the room, Li Sandou saw the girl on the bed. He suddenly felt a strange cold air coming, which made him rub his arm involuntarily.

The middle-aged man with a big stomach said immediately: "Dr. Du, this is little girl Hanxue. Half a year ago, little girl went on a trip to Tianshan Mountain. When she came back, she was getting colder and colder. I looked for doctors everywhere and went all over the country. Finally, I got the Notice of critical illness issued by the hospital. What makes me angry most is that the hospital could not check out little girl's condition Under the law, I took my little girl back to Jingcheng. At the last banquet, I heard that Dr. Du is good at treating difficult and complicated diseases, so I brought Dr. Du with a glimmer of hope. As long as Dr. Du can cure my little girl's illness, I will pay for it at any price. "

"Boss Yang, you don't need to say if you don't have money. Wait for me to check my condition."

"OK, OK."

Without saying a word, the old man sat on the chair to feel Yang Hanxue's pulse.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and asking. The old man now uses pulse cutting. He now puts three fingers on Yang Hanxue's wrist, with a solemn look on his face.

Li Sandou looked at the old man's feeling. He didn't know why. He felt that he was ready to feel the impulse to feel the pulse himself.

After a few minutes, the old man gave Yang Hanxue both left and right hands to finish the pulse. He shook his head slightly and said nothing. The wise man saw that the situation was not good.

"Grandfather Du, can I be cured?" Although Yang Hanxue can't move, she can still speak. So when she saw the old man's look, she couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged man with a big stomach, his face full of anxiety, can't help but also ask: "Dr. Du, can the little girl's disease be cured?"

After thinking for a while, the old man said: "it's strange that I didn't detect any pulse of you at all, but your skin and flesh are not necrotic. I'm sorry that my medical skill is not high, and I can't find out what the disease is."

"Dad, no way. How can people not have any pulse?" Dewenwan didn't believe it.

"Girl, you are also a graduate of Medical University. You can check it yourself." The old man replied and fell into deep meditation.

Don't believe Du Wenwan also went up to check Yang Hanxue's pulse, finally, she is also a face of incredible, "how can this, too strange."

"Is my daughter really hopeless?" The middle-aged man with a big stomach looks depressed.

"I can't help it, because I have almost any disease. Besides, you and your daughter have been to hospitals at home and abroad, and they can't find out the disease. It seems that it's difficult to treat this disease." Said the old man.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Dr. Du, for coming here for nothing."

"Nothing. In that case, let's go back first."

"All right."

The old man led the group and went out of the door. However, when he was about to step out of the door, he stopped and muttered, "Gee, I seem to remember an ancient book about this kind of disease. It's what the nine Yin pulse is."

"Dr. Du, do you know what ails my daughter?" The middle-aged man with a big stomach is full of joy and expectation.

"It seems that there is a kind of disease, which is Jiuyin Jue pulse. I'll go back and have a look at the next pulse." Then the old man went back and felt Yang Hanxue's pulse.

Li Sandou and others turned back to the bed.

With seeing the old man feel his pulse again, the impulse in Li Sandou's heart is ready to move, and his eyes are staring at Yang Hanxue.

What's the matter with you? How can you feel your pulse?

Just when Li San Dou was puzzled, the old man had finished his pulse. He still shook his head as before, "strange, I still can't feel any pulse. It seems that the ancient books also say that it's the nine Yin pulse."

"If it is Jiuyin Jue pulse, how to treat it?" Asked the middle-aged man expectantly.

"It's hard to say if it's the nine Yin Jue pulse. I need to go back and find some information." Then the old man turned and went out.But Li Sandou didn't follow him out. Instead, he looked at Yang Hanxue on the bed and said, "can I feel your pulse?"

"Are you a doctor?" Yang Hanxue doubts.

"No Li Sandou answered truthfully.

"It's not a doctor. Why do you want to feel my pulse? Do you want to take advantage of me?" Yang Hanxue was confused, and her big black and bright eyes were staring at Li Sandou.

Under Yang Hanxue's innocent and scared eyes, Li Sandou scratched his head and said, "I don't know why. I just have an impulse to feel your pulse."

After watching for a while, Yang Hanxue agreed: "you don't look like a bad person. I allow you to feel my pulse, but I can warn you not to take advantage of me."

"Yes, yes, I won't take advantage of you."

With Yang Hanxue's approval, Li Sandou was so excited that he immediately went to sit on the chair. Then he gently pulled the white and tender arm out of the quilt from the bedside and put three fingers on the gate of life just like the old man.

"Dad, Sandou is still in it. He seems to be feeling Yang Hanxue's pulse." Du Wenwan then found that Li Sandou didn't follow her. When she ran back to the door of the room, she found that Li Sandou was feeling Yang Hanxue's pulse. She couldn't help shouting.

"What, the young man is feeling his pulse."

With the sound of footsteps, the old man and the middle-aged man also appeared at the door.

Sure enough, they immediately saw that Li Sandou was feeling Yang Hanxue's pulse at this time. His concentrated expression was like a master of medical skills.

The middle-aged man with a big stomach immediately asked, "Dr. Du, who is he? Does he know how to do medicine?"

"Maybe a little. Let's see first. Let's not disturb him." Before, the old man was curious about Li Sandou. Now he is even more curious to see that Li Sandou feels his pulse.

"Oh."

The middle-aged man immediately and the old man and Du Wenwan quietly look at Li Sandou and feel Yang Hanxue's pulse.