When Mr. Lei and Li Kenan saw Xia Chen agreeing, they immediately smiled.

As long as Xia Chen is willing to see a doctor, there is still a chance.

"Your disease should be caused by the yin and cold air entering the body for too long, and then slowly turning into a disease of yin evil. It is yang during the day and yin at night, so every time the yang disappears and the yin rises, you will be The pain was unbearable."

"You may think of the reason?" Xia Chen asked.

Mr. Lei thought about it carefully, and suddenly clapped his hands: "I remembered, when I was on a mission, I was passed out by a grenade in the snowy mountain. Since then, I have been feeling a little uncomfortable."

"Well, it seems that this is the reason." Xia Chen looked at Mr. Lei with a little surprise, carrying out missions and grenades, most of them are members of the army.

Xia Chen thought for a while, rummaged around, and found half a piece of shredded paper.

Li Kenan quickly handed over the pen stuck on his chest respectfully with both hands.

Xia Chen glanced at Li Kenan strangely, what was going on with this man, why did he suddenly become polite.

But he didn't know that Li Kenan's heart was overwhelmed. What disease is the most difficult to cure in traditional Chinese medicine?

It is the kind of old disease that is basically irreversible, even if it is difficult to recuperate.

Lei Lao's disease of yin and cold has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Li Kenan is helpless, and Xia Chen can still treat it.

Li Kenan even wanted to worship Xia Chen as his teacher.

"Okay." Xia Chen handed the written prescription to Li Kenan, and asked modestly: "President Li, check if there is any problem. After all, I am not very proficient in medicine."

Li Kenan directly ignored Xia Chen's modest words, your medical skills are not good, so I don't even have medical skills.

Trembling, he took the prescription and took a deep breath: "Can I really read it?"

Prescription is the lifeblood of every Chinese medicine doctor, and it is a secret that has not been handed down. It is a treasure for generations. Xia Chen is willing to show it to him, which is really beyond his expectations.

Xia Chen couldn't help but rolled his eyes, whoever you don't look at, who will be responsible if something goes wrong.

Li Kenan suppressed the excitement in his heart and quickly looked at the prescription. After a while, he clapped his palms together: "It's really wonderful. It looks like the sword is on the wrong side, but it happens to be able to treat the cold syndrome."

Mr. Lei stood up excitedly, leaned over, and asked Li Kenan excitedly, "I'm saved?"

Li Kenan also nodded excitedly: "It's saved, it's saved."

Although Xia Chen was puzzled by the reaction of the two people, but seeing that they didn't take care of him, he quickly opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the people outside surrounded him, seeing that they were about to speak, Xia Chen quickly made a silent movement.

"Dean Li is looking at the prescription, don't disturb them."

A group of people around nodded quickly.

Xia Chen made a look, and took Wang Xingyue and Jiang Lin out for a walk.

After leaving the hospital, Xia Chen hurriedly urged: "Go quickly."

"What's wrong?" Wang Xingyue asked.

"They insisted on asking me to write a prescription. They probably wanted to find fault with me, and then laughed at me. I sneaked out while they were researching the prescription."

"Hiss, what if they take the medicine according to your prescription?" Jiang Lin asked after taking the words.

"With Li Kenan in it, can they use my prescription?" Xia Chen curled his lips.

"It makes sense." Jiang Lin nodded, Li Kenan's name is well-known, and Xia Chen's prescription problem can be seen at a glance: "Then I will drive quickly and get out of here."

Wang Xingyue frowned beautifully: "They are really bad. They know that you don't have medical skills, but they bully you, ask you to prescribe medicine, and make you look ugly."

"Who says it's not? The two old men have lived most of their lives, and they're still so sluggish." Xia Chen nodded: "Fortunately, I was smart and walked out, otherwise I don't know how to mock me."

The three quickly quickened their pace and walked towards the parking lot.

Besides, in the ward, Li Kenan raised his head in amazement, and just as he was about to speak, he found that Xia Chen was gone, and immediately asked Zhang Xu who was standing in the corner.

"Where's Xia Chen?"

Zhang Xu replied truthfully: "When you were looking at the prescription just now, he sneaked away."

"Why didn't you remind me?" Li Kenan stared.

Zhang Xu was about to cry: "You don't let me talk."

"It's still my fault for co-authoring." Li Kenan was so angry that he kicked over again immediately: "He has something to do, and he has hidden his merits and fame. kill you."

Zhang Xu: "."

Why am I always the one who's hurt.

"Hey, this Mr. Xia is really a master." Mr. Lei was very happy when he got the prescription. The only pity is that Xia Chen is gone, and there is no way to thank him personally.

Li Kenan raised his head, and said with a little respect just now: "Yes, this kind of precious medicine can be given as soon as you say it. This kind of heart is much stronger than that of an old man like me."

"Chinese medicine in our country is extensive and profound, but most of them keep one hand and keep it for their own selfish desires, fame and fortune. I don't know how many precious prescriptions have been lost. In our Chinese medicine circle, it is really a blessing to have such a selfless person as Senior Xia."

Li Kenan said this, and then glared at Zhang Heng who was huddled in the corner: "Look at you, then look at others, it's a shame."

When Zhang Xu heard Li Kenan's praise of Xia Chen, his face became extremely angry.

Broad-minded?

When he yelled at me, he didn't give an inch, didn't you see?

senior?

Prescribe a random prescription and become a senior?

Also, if you praise others, you can praise them, why step on me.

But he dared not speak, he was afraid of being beaten.

The baby's heart is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it.

The three of Xia Chen parted ways after having dinner.

Back in the Shangpin Community, lying on the comfortable bed, Xia Chen was a group of comfortable people.

The entire floor is its own, and there are no other sounds, which is quite comfortable.

There are still a few days before the Chinese New Year, and my company is also on holiday, so it's time to go home for the New Year.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen jumped off the bed directly, and he was in a coma for two days, and his parents couldn't contact him, so he must be worried.

Hurry up, and the moment it was turned on, dozens of missed calls popped up, which shocked Xia Chen.

There were four or five parents, and more were two unfamiliar numbers, who made twenty or thirty calls respectively.

Xia Chen was puzzled, whose call is this?

Just thinking about it, the phone rang, it was one of the strange numbers.

When the phone was connected, an anxious voice came from the other side: "Hi, is this Mr. Xia Chen? I am Zhao Jun, the general manager of Wanhe Film City. You are our second largest shareholder, so I would like to invite you to participate in the annual conference. Yes, but the phone has been disconnected."

"Okay, I see." Xia Chen nodded.

"I'll send the time and location to your mobile phone later, so I won't disturb your rest." Zhao Jun knew very well that he must not be long-winded for the first time, and after seeing that Xia Chen didn't have much desire to talk, he wanted to end the topic.

"Mr. Xia Chen, hang up the phone first, I don't dare to hang up on you."

Xia Chen couldn't help but laugh, this Zhao Jun pays attention to details.

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