Sick young master is addicted to sticking to me

Wei Mingyang raised his hand and patted Yuehan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Whatever he says, quack doctor, isn't our purpose just to restore his former spirit? He has his own way of thinking, as long as the goal is achieved. "

"It's true, he looks quite happy." Yue Han looked at Jin Youxin who was bouncing around with Wei Yan in his arms, with a smile on his face, "Now, let's not disturb them for now, and come back next time Let's visit your uncle."

Wei Mingyang: "Compared to uncle, Zheng Ming's affairs are more important now."

"Yeah." Yuehan nodded, "After all, it is related to the rest of his life. I have to talk to the teacher, hoping to get his help."

"Then...go? Go now?" Wei Mingyang winked at Yuehan.

Yue Han rubbed his head with a smile, left the hospital with him, and went directly to Xincheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Huang Mingxin was a little surprised when he saw Yuehan, but he was more happy, and hurried forward to pat Yuehan's arm, "After you have been in school for so long, the number of times you have come to see me as a teacher is very little Ah, this time, why did you bring someone with you?"

"He is Wei Mingyang, the young master of the Wei family, the grandson of the old man." Yue Han introduced to Huang Mingxin.

Wei Mingyang nodded at Huang Mingxin, and smiled very politely: "Hello, Mr. Huang."

"Hi, haha. Don't tell me, he does look a lot like Wei Jianguo, but this kid is much more polite than Wei Jianguo. I like it."

"He... is my lover." Yue Han simply added this sentence without hiding it.

Huang Mingxin was a little dazed by what he said, but he recovered quickly and pushed his glasses with his hands, "I can guess that, after all, your grandfather likes Wei Jianguo to death. It’s just that Wei Jianguo is not a thing, he…”

Huang Mingxin's complaining words stopped in time when he thought of Wei Mingyang standing beside him, "Forget it, it's all happened when we were young, Wei Jianguo regrets it now, he just brought it on himself, Mingyang, you Don't learn from your grandfather."

"Grandpa also likes Grandpa Yue very much, but Grandpa Huang, don't worry, my grandpa agrees that I will be with Yuehan, so we will be together well."

Huang Mingxin was satisfied now, but he still couldn't help telling, "It's better like this, otherwise, I don't care if you are the young master of the Wei family or not, I, Huang Mingxin, have some reputation."

"Yes, if I do something that I'm sorry to Yuehan, you can stab me to death."

Yue Han couldn't help hearing his words, and slapped him directly, "Speak well, don't always say that you are not dead."

"Don't hit me on the head like this, at least save me some face." Wei Mingyang pouted and muttered.

But the interaction between the two made Huang Mingxin very satisfied, "That's it, that's how it should be. Looking at you reminds me of when I was young. It's really nostalgic. It's just going away deliberately." early..."

"I think grandpa is very happy now, because Mr. Wei will visit him often." Yue Han smiled, and under Wei Mingyang's gaze, he brought the conversation to the main topic, "By the way, teacher, I have something to do. I want to trouble you."

"Huh? What's the matter."

"About the ancestral prescription of our Yue family, the prescription that is said to be able to live to the death of human flesh and bones."

Huang Mingxin's eyes widened after hearing this, "Is there really someone who can bring the dead back to life and live forever?"

"Impossible." Yue Han waved his hand, and explained to Huang Mingxin: "Actually, the ancestral medicine is not a medicine that can kill human flesh and bones, it is just a wound medicine that can eliminate scars."

"Pharmaceuticals to eliminate scars?"

Yue Han explained: "The ancestors of the Yue family continued to research and develop the golden sore medicine, and invented a very powerful medicine that can remove decay and regenerate muscles and repair scars by means of medicinal baths. However, it still needs to be improved in some places. I would like to ask The teacher can help to see what can be improved."

After hearing this, Huang Mingxin stroked his beard, "Then this is the secret recipe handed down from your family's family. Wouldn't it be good for me to help you find out?"

Yue Han shook his head and said, "That's not true. After all, you are my teacher, and although it is said to be passed down from our ancestors, it is actually improved from various prescriptions from ancient times to the present. My family’s ancestral medicine, if I can use this medicine to help many people, I will be happy, and grandpa will be very happy too.”

"Then..." Although he still hesitated, Huang Mingxin nodded and agreed, "If you trust me, I can help you take a look."

"It's really great. It happens that a friend has a large area of ​​burns all over his body and needs treatment. I want to try this prescription and help improve it by the way."

"The friend you are talking about who needs treatment, could it be that the fire broke out at the University of Finance and Economics that day..."

"It's him, his name is Zheng Ming, and he's Ming Yang's bodyguard. I want to help, and try to help." Yue Han sighed, "His life has just started to improve, and we all hope that he can get better."

Upon hearing this, Huang Mingxin immediately said: "Since we are your friend, let's start quickly. Let's go see your friend Zheng Ming first, and then prescribe the right medicine for him."

"Zheng Ming...maybe he doesn't want to see people now."

Yue Han and Wei Mingyang looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

"We might have to wait until he's asleep to see him."

In Zheng Ming's small apartment, Ye Minghong took good care of him who was lying on the bed, but Zheng Ming who was lying on the bed turned his eyes away and did not look at his face.

"Obviously, this is the medicine Yuehan prescribed for you. He said that after drinking this medicine, you will be relieved of pain. May I feed you?"

Ye Minghong carefully brought the straw to Zheng Ming's mouth, but Zheng Ming didn't take a sip. He just looked at a corner of the room and lost his anger.

"Obviously..."

"I'm like this, I'm not good enough for you anymore." Mr. Zheng Ming said in a hoarse voice, his tone full of exhaustion?

"How come, don't talk nonsense."

"I even ruined my face, Yeye, I'm not good enough for you anymore. You're so pretty, but I'm just ugly..."

Ye Minghong looked at him who gave up on himself, pursed his lips, held the medicine bowl with all his strength, and finally smashed the bowl on the ground, "Zheng Ming, I'm a doctor, and all people are nothing in my eyes. It's a piece of meat, and I don't care about beauty or ugliness."

"No one cares about beauty and ugliness."

"I don't care... I just like you. I dress up like that every day, just to show you."

"Yeye..." Zheng Ming looked at Ye Minghong with some difficulty, "I also want you to see the best me, but I have no choice but to face your eyes again, you can stop Appear before me?"