The personal doctor of the beautiful president

The Chinese language is extensive and profound. If it doesn’t exist now, it doesn’t mean it didn’t exist before, let alone in the future.

But it sounds reassuring.

Xiao Yuerong let out a long breath, and said happily: "My sister is good, come back to play with sister-in-law, and sister-in-law will definitely treat you well. Now give your brother the phone number, sister-in-law has something to discuss with him."

Han Lingyin passed the phone to Han Xingye, her brows raised, looking proud.

Han Xingye answered the phone and asked, "Is there anything important recently?"

"There are too many things at work, and everything is delayed, but these are not important. The most important thing is that someone came to ask you to see a doctor, but no one was found to take it."

"who is it?"

"I don't know either, but it feels like it has a lot to do with it."

"Did you leave your phone number?"

"No, but Su Qing said that the recommended person is the old chief you know, and I want you to contact him directly to ask about the situation."

It was introduced by the old chief, so he must be a big shot.

"Okay, I'll call now and ask about the situation."

After Han Xingye hung up Xiao Yuerong's phone, he dialed the dedicated line at the old Chief's home.

After a brief chat on the phone, Han Xingye roughly understood the situation.

The patient this time has a big background, he is the son of the super boss of the center, and he is also a big official of the frontier.

Two days ago, he went to inspect a newly built tourist attraction in a certain mountain, but a snake slipped out of nowhere and bit him.

According to the theory, the current hospitals are already familiar with dealing with snake venom, and they can deal with it very well.

The snake venom was cured, but unexpectedly, the leg bitten by the snake turned black.

How can this be endured?
In the past few days, famous doctors from all walks of life have been changing like a lantern, and even the top few imperial doctors have gone to see them, but they did not come up with any safe plan.

The old chief recommended Han Xingye, but he didn't expect that Han Xingye seemed to have evaporated in the past few days, and he couldn't get in touch.

Now that he finally heard back from Han Xingye, the old chief immediately arranged for Han Xingye to return to the capital first, and then he sent someone to pick him up at the airport.

After hanging up the phone, Han Xingye took Han Lingyin on the nearest flight to the capital.

It was the first time for Han Lingyin to fly on a plane since she was a child. She was so excited that she chattered along the way.

"Brother Xingye, do you still know how to treat diseases? I don't know how good you are?"

Han Xingye said modestly: "It's average."

"It's okay. If you can't cure it, I can help you out. I'm very good." Han Lingyin said: "Our ancestors of the Han family are genius doctors, and our family has a long history. To tell you the truth, we used to have Taiyi magic needle Unfortunately, it was stolen by thieves.”

Hehe, unexpected, now that the medical book is in my hands, it can be regarded as returning to the original owner.

This thing originally belonged to our Han family, so there is no need to be polite to Huang.

After arriving at the Beijing Airport, a car with a special license plate drove directly onto the tarmac and picked up Han Xingye.

The old chief was sitting in the car, he looked a little older than last time.

"Has the chief not rested recently?" Han Xingye asked.

"Hey, I've been having nightmares lately. I dreamed that my long-lost son and grandson came to say goodbye to me." The old chief sighed, "I have a very bad premonition that he might not be alive anymore."

When a person dreams of a close relative coming to say goodbye, it is likely that the person is really gone.

This is a very metaphysical question without any scientific basis, but it often happens inexplicably like this, and it is very accurate.

This is often the case in hospitals.

Han Xingye knew in his heart that the old chief's dream had come true, and Song Li was no longer alive.

But as a doctor, you can't blindly tell the truth to patients, but learn to lie in good faith.

"You are thinking too much, which leads to cranky thinking. Dreams are often reversed."

Han Xingye's explanation reassured the old chief.

At this time, Han Lingyin interrupted and said, "No, most of the time, dreams come true, maybe you haven't experienced it yet, but it will come true in the future.

Have you ever heard the story of Baosi's death in Zhou Dynasty? King Xuan of Zhou dreamed that children were singing folk songs, the moon was about to rise, the sun was about to set, and the girl who sold bows and arrows was about to perish.So he ordered to kill many people who sold bows and arrows. Those who made bows and arrows couldn't get along and fled one after another. King Zhou Xuan felt that the rumors had been broken, so he didn't pursue it anymore.

After he died, King You of Zhou succeeded to the throne and attacked Baoguo.

Baosi's parents were originally bow and arrow sellers, but because they couldn't get along, they fled to Baoguo and gave birth to Baosi.

King Zhou Xuan worked hard, but in the end he still could not escape the fulfillment of his dream. "

This little girl knows quite a lot, after all, she is from her family.

Hearing what she said, the old chief became a little sad again.

Han Xingye gave Han Lingyin an indescribable look: You know a lot.

Han Lingyin blinked mischievously.

The car quickly arrived at the destination. After getting out of the car, the old chief led Han Xingye into a courtyard.

There were people coming and going in the yard, and one of them was a familiar face from Han Xingye.

"Ah, Mr. Han, you're finally here." The imperial doctor Xie Sikai was at a loss for what to do, but after seeing Han Xingye, his eyes lit up with brilliance, and he walked up to him.

The people around were very puzzled: who is this young man who made Mr. Xie so excited, he must have some skills.

Han Xingye asked, "How is the patient's condition?"

Xie Sikai said: "There is no hidden danger to health, it's just not good-looking."

"Why don't you give him a plastic surgery?" Han Xingye joked.

Xie Sikai smiled wryly, if it could be solved by cosmetic surgery, it would be easy.

"Take me to see what's going on."

Han Xingye looked relaxed and was brought in front of the patient.

"Zeng Yutao, I've invited you a genius doctor." The old chief said carelessly as soon as he entered the room.

Zeng Yutao is a prince, but he is still very humble in front of the old chief.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your concern. Is this the miracle doctor you invited?"

Zeng Yutao looked at Han Xingye carefully, and his first impression was that he was too young, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

This is the inherent impression of doctors in people's minds, and it is difficult to change.

So a doctor is a major post-career.

But Zeng Yutao is a senior member of the party after all, so what he thinks in his heart will not be easily expressed on his face.

"It's time for the miracle doctor."

He opened his trouser legs in front of Han Xingye, and saw a sharp contrast between the two legs, one was pitch black and the other snow white.

Han Xingye said: "This is the legendary yin-yang leg."