The super son-in-law of the female president

Qin Fan and Xu Xin didn't care, the three alcoholics came to the cellar under the guidance of Zhang Lijuan.

Qin Fan had something on his mind. In the afternoon, he had to go to Doctor An's place. After he had eaten his fill, he turned around and fed his father.

Soon, those four people came up, each holding a bottle of wine in his hand, with smiles on his face.

Qin Fan knows that everyone is happy today, so it is understandable to drink some wine.

Zhao Dong and Wang Xu asked Qin Fan if he wanted to drink, but Qin Fan shook his head and rejected their offer.

Lei Hu explained the reason with a smile on the side, and those two people suddenly realized.

The three people who had been drinking were drinking and guessing, and it was very lively all of a sudden.

After Qin Fan finished feeding his father, he explained a few words to Xu Xin and Zhang Lijuan, and then took Lingxincao and his father to go out.

The father sitting in the passenger seat was still obedient all the way, and seemed to be falling asleep with his head tilted.

Qin Fan drove the car and arrived at Miraculous Doctor An's residence in about twenty minutes.

Waking up his father and getting out of the car, Qin Fan walked into the alley with the paper bag in one hand and his father in the other.

Because it was afternoon, before the children went to school, the alley seemed very quiet when the adults went to work.

Fortunately, there were no one around now, Qin Fan remembered the first time he took his father to the hospital, it was a disaster.

My father may be a little curious about the unfamiliar environment, and his head is shaking from side to side a little uneasy.

Qin Fan firmly grabbed his father with one hand, and patted his shoulder lightly, trying to relieve his tension.

The 5-minute journey, the father's performance is not bad, at least he will not run away madly.

Dong dong dong

Qin Fan knocked on the door of Doctor An's house.

After a while, a sentence came from the door: "Who is it?"
Qin Fan replied: "Doctor An, it's me, Qin Fan."

Soon, Miracle Doctor An opened the door and squinted at Qin Fan.

With a creak, Qin Fan and his father Qin Shang entered.

The recliner in the room was still shaking, and Beijing opera was babbling on the radio.

Doctor An reached out to take the bag from Qin Fan's hand, but Qin Fan directly refused.

Qin Fan asked Dr. An to see his father's symptoms first.

After the two sides fought secretly for a while, Doctor An shook his head and compromised.

Qin Fan arranged his father to sit on a chair, and Doctor An brought out a set of tools.

The initial inspection was okay, and Qin Shang cooperated well, but as he got to the end, Qin Shang's expression became more painful.

After completing most of the examination, Doctor An stopped what he was doing.

Qin Fan looked at his father with some distress, and asked, "Doctor An, is my father's illness a Gu worm?"
Dr. An took off his presbyopic glasses, packed his tools, and said again and again: "You met me, count your luck."

Doctor An washed his hands and motioned for Qin Fan to hand over the bag.

Qin Fan handed over the bag carefully, and Doctor An placed the bag flat on the table.

Doctor An carefully took out the wooden box from the paper bag, put it gently on the table, and then turned around to get something.

Doctor An who turned around quickly had two more things in his hand, one was a glove and the other was a magnifying glass.

Doctor An walked past Qin Fan, and asked, "Have you never touched him before?"
Qin Fan shook his head quickly when he heard Miraculous Doctor An's question.

Doctor An murmured, "For you are a clever boy, this treasure cannot be stained in the slightest."

Qin Fan originally thought that what Doctor An was going to say was that Spirit Heart Grass was the essence of heaven and earth, and human touch would affect the efficacy of the medicine.

This old man is really, really a bitch, Qin Fan felt a little speechless.

Doctor An did not open the wooden box immediately, but looked at it with a magnifying glass.

Are you still gently touching the corner of the wooden box with your hand, or sniffing it with your nose?

Just when Qin Fan was getting impatient, Doctor An finally opened the wooden box.

Seeing Dr. An slowly opening the box, his hands were extremely gentle, as if he was holding some rare treasure, Qin Fan could feel the other person's breathing slowed down.

Qin Fan doesn't understand medicinal herbs, but he can feel that this weed-like thing has a special charm, making people unable to help but stare at it.

Doctor An held the Spirit Heart Grass, looked at it with a magnifying glass, walked to the window, looked at it in the sunlight, and operated for a long time.

At first, Qin Fan was standing next to Miraculous Doctor An, but later he simply sat on the recliner.

When Miracle Doctor An finished firming up, Qin Fan was already yawning and almost fell asleep.

Qin Fan watched Miraculous Doctor An take off his gloves, stood up quickly, and asked.

"Doctor An, what's the matter, is it true?"
Doctor An nodded, but did not speak.

"Then my father's Gu can be cured?"
"What can we start with"?
"What do I need to prepare?"
At this time, Qin Fan was like a questioning machine, he had many questions in his mind at once, and he said them all at once.

Doctor An didn't seem to hear Qin Fan's question, and continued to lie on the chair while shaking his fan.

Qin Fan was a little anxious, but Doctor An was an eccentric person. If you want him to cure a disease, you have to follow his rules.

Qin Fan knew the route of Miracle Doctor An, so he stopped talking, turned around and put the wooden box back into the paper bag, and then made a cup of tea and placed it by Doctor An's right hand.

After a long while, Doctor An finally spoke: "The thing is true, but the age is a bit short."

When Qin Fan heard this, he immediately got excited, and then asked: "You said that the young age will affect my father's treatment?"
Dr. An didn't answer Qin Fan's words, but just took a sip of tea leisurely.

Dr. An closed his eyes and savored the sweetness of the tea, and said: "It can be used, but".

Qin Fan was delighted to hear the first half of the sentence, but the "but" in the second half knocked him back to his original form.

Qin Fan wasn't timid either, since Doctor An wanted to help his father heal, he must have a plan.

As long as people have what they want, things will be easy to handle, Qin Fan thought in his heart.

Qin Fan said without changing his expression: "Tell me, what are the conditions?"
Doctor An no longer declined this time, pretending to be mysterious, and said very bluntly: "I want a 20-year-old Spirit Heart Grass."

As soon as Miracle An's words came out, Qin Fan knew that he was too optimistic.

I still spent a lot of effort to get this spiritual heart grass from the old monk.

Dr. An casually said that it was 20 years old, and his own one was probably only a few years old. This requirement is really too difficult.

In this world, even a billionaire may not necessarily be able to buy spiritual grass with money.

Qin Fan said with a look of embarrassment: "Doctor An, I know you are amazing, but your request is too high."

My spiritual heart grass, which is only a few years old, has already brought me close to death.

You also asked me to find a 20-year-old spiritual heart grass, you are not killing me

It was the first time Qin Fan acted miserably and coquettishly to someone, but the other party was unmoved.

Doctor An seemed to have known that Qin Fan would say this, and still calmly vetoed it: "No, this is my condition."