Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

This yard is very large, and after passing through the courtyard is the backyard.

The backyard is full of grass, flowers are everywhere, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers. Simply standing here is a kind of enjoyment.

There are also two rattan chairs in the yard, it is also good to sit and drink coffee in leisure time.

"Auntie, is it your son who is sick?"

"Yes."

The woman's eyes were swollen into walnuts, and there was still a blush that hadn't faded. It seemed that she had cried not long ago.

When a child gets sick, it is often the parents who suffer the most.

Yan Wanqing said warmly: "Can you briefly tell me about his symptoms?"

As soon as Yan Wanqing's voice fell, there was a cry of "Wow, woof" in the room.

Yan Wanqing looked around the courtyard curiously.

Are there any dogs here?
It's just that Yan Wanqing couldn't tell the dog's breed by relying on its barking.

She didn't see it, but the woman's eye sockets were wet.

"That's what his symptoms are."

"Ok?"

Yan Wanqing didn't understand what it meant.

What are his symptoms like?
The woman also wanted to explain to Yan Wanqing, but she really didn't know how to say it.

She sighed helplessly, "Come with me."

Yan Wanqing walked to a room in the middle, and the woman opened the door, "He's in the room."

"Son, mom brought a doctor to see you."

Yan Wanqing stepped into the door and saw a man lying in the back with his back to her.

The man was not covered with a quilt, and his shirt was loose, and Yan Wanqing could see his thin figure.

Yan Wanqing sat on the chair beside his bed, her voice was kind and friendly.

"Hello, can I take a look at your condition?"

The man turned around, Yan Wanqing could see his haggard face.

The feet are sunken inwards, making the eyes very big, and there are red bloodshot eyes, which looks a little scary.

But Yan Wanqing didn't look frightened or disgusted.

She still looked at him with a pair of peaceful eyes.

"Let me take your pulse, okay?"

Yan Wanqing had a convincing magic power. The man stared at her blankly for a while, then sat up slowly, and stretched out his hand.

Yan Wanqing's hand dropped, she felt his pulse, and Liu Mei twisted up bit by bit.

Seeing Yan Wanqing's facial changes, the woman asked eagerly, "Doctor Yan, is my son's illness serious?"

Yan Wanqing didn't answer her, but said to the man: "Stick out your tongue."

The man stuck out his tongue obediently.

In addition to being white, his tongue coating is also dark yellow.

"It can be taken back."

Yan Wanqing's preliminary diagnosis has ended.

She looked at the woman, "Let's go out and talk."

The man wanted to speak, but he was worried that if he spoke, he would scare Yan Wanqing away and cause her eyes to change, so he could only watch Yan Wanqing leave helplessly.

Yan Wanqing was afraid that her question would make him sad, so she didn't talk about it in the room.

"Did the cry I heard when I came in be from your son?"

"……Yes."

The woman asked eagerly, "Is there any chance of my son being cured?"

Yan Wanqing didn't answer her immediately.

She is also the first patient to see this condition.

"Give me a moment to analyze, okay?"

The woman looked at Yan Wanqing like the last straw, "Doctor Yan, I heard from Liqun that your medical skills are very good. I beg you, you must save my son."

They referred all the hospitals in Haishi, and all kinds of famous doctors were helpless.

Ning Liqun said that Yan Wanqing's medical skills are very high, almost vivid, she is her only hope at present.

"Don't worry, even if there is a one percent chance, I will try my best to save him."

"Good good."

The woman sent Yan Wanqing out.

Father Han and Xiaomei Han were waiting in the living room. Seeing Yan Wanqing come out, the two got up quickly.

"Doctor Yan, are you leaving?"

"Yes."

The three members of the Han family sent Yan Wanqing away.

As soon as Yan Wanqing left, Han Xiaomei immediately asked, "Mom, did Dr. Yan say whether my brother's illness can still be cured?"

Mother Han closed her eyes in pain, "She didn't say anything, just wait."

Han Xiaomei frowned and said, "But we can't sit still and wait for death."

"Wait, is there anything else you can do?"

Han Xiaomei had nothing to do, and soon, she suddenly had an idea.

"Mom and Dad, since the doctors say that my brother has a strange disease, we can't treat it according to the usual method, or I'll go find a quack doctor or something?"

Mother Han asked suspiciously: "Are quack doctors reliable, don't cure your brother anymore."

Han Xiaomei said: "Let's find a few more and let the quack doctors discuss a suitable treatment plan for my brother, how about it?"

Mother Han is still skeptical.

She never believed in quack doctors, thinking they were charlatans.

Han Xiaomei continued to lobby: "Mom and Dad, look at how emaciated my brother is now. We can't wait any longer. I'm afraid that if we wait any longer, my brother will not be able to bear the pressure."

Han's father and Han's mother knew that their son was suffering, and they wanted to cure him as soon as possible, but they really tried everything.

Seeing their son sad, they also felt very sad.

Mother Han still didn't want to find Dr. Jianghu, "Wait for news from Dr. Yan."

Han Xiaomei stomped her feet angrily, "Mom, why are you so stubborn?"

Father Han patted his daughter on the shoulder, "I've been waiting for so many days, and it's not two days away. Wait, if Dr. Yan can't do it, then go to Dr. Jianghu."

"It will be too late to find Dr. Jianghu after Dr. Yan's reply."

Han Xiaomei was too lazy to talk to these two pedantic people, she turned and left, and went out to find the quack doctor by herself.

……

Yan Wanqing returned to the guest house.

She took out a pen and paper and wrote down Han Fang's condition on the paper.

Some problems could be seen from his pulse condition and facial appearance, the only thing she couldn't figure out now was the reason for the strange cry of the Korean prescription.

What could have caused him to bark like that?
Yan Wanqing has been thinking about this question, even when she went downstairs to eat, Yan Jing frowned when she saw that she was eating rice all the time, but didn't pick up the side dishes, "Wanqing, what are you thinking about so obsessively?"

Yan Wanqing glanced at Yan Jing, thinking that he is a doctor, so he should be able to give her some advice or inspiration, "I met a very strange person today."

"How strange?"

"He'd bark like a dog."

"Does it bark?"

Yan Jing had never seen such a patient before, "Have they been checked in the hospital?"

"I've been there, but the doctor couldn't tell the reason."

Yan Jing pondered for a moment, then analyzed: "I'm afraid it's an internal reason. I'll find you a famous old doctor of Chinese medicine in a while."

"it is good."

Yan Wanqing thought, she can also ask the master.

His qualifications and experience are all there, maybe he knows what's wrong with Han Fang.

"Father, if you are fine after dinner, take me to see Master."

"no problem."