Huang Liyan was anxious and angry. He finally invited Jiang Ce back. If he was driven away like this, how could he be worthy of Jiang Ce? He was even more sorry for his father.

He was worried that Jiang Ce would be angry and wanted to defend Jiang Ce for a few words.

As a result, Jiang Ce said calmly: "Are you afraid that I will save the old man, steal your credit, and share your money?"

this……

Huang Hualu's face looked ugly.

Everyone knows this kind of thing, but no one dares to say it.

It’s enough for everyone to understand it, it’s too unpleasant to say it.

But Jiang Ce dug out this kind of "trick" so that they had nowhere to hide.

Huang Hualu angrily scolded: "Let your mother be shit!"

Jiang Ce said lightly: "If you are not worried about sharing money, why would you rather watch the old man die than let me cure him?"

These words made Huang Hualu speechless.

He pointed at Jiang Ce's nose and said, "What are you? What if you cure my dad to death?"

At this time, Huang Liyan stood up to support Jiang Ce.

"If Mr. Jiang can't cure me, I will never get involved in this matter again."

"I'm no longer part of the Huang family."

"You can share any money, I don't want any."

Huang Hualu was interested, and other people's eyes also revealed their brilliance. Leaving one person to pay is of course something that everyone wants to see.

"Since that's the case, then you can go for treatment."

Huang Hualu made way for Jiang Ce.

Jiang Ce and others walked smoothly towards the stairs and headed towards Mr. Huang's room.

Huang Hualu sneered behind him.

To cure Mr. Huang’s illness? Haha, stop joking.

Mr. Huang’s disease is a difficult and complicated disease that cannot be cured by dozens of famous doctors! If it could be cured so easily, others would have solved it long ago. How could it be delayed until now?

So, Huang Hualu was determined to eat Jiang Ce.

In his opinion, Huang Liyan's money must be out of the blue.

Second floor.

Push the door into the house.

I saw a few servants waiting for an old man, and I was very nervous whenever there was any movement.

The old man's eyes were closed, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak. The most terrifying thing was that he was very thin all over his body, with only skin and bones left, and his hair was basically gone.

Jiang Ce asked, "Who is your father's age?"

"64 years old."

He is only 64 and looks like this, and I don’t know how many women he has touched.

Ding Mengyan pinched Jiang Ce's arm and whispered: "This is your lesson. Be more disciplined in the future, otherwise you will be 'don't' tired of it' by women."

Jiang Ce was speechless.

He walked to the bedside, and after carefully examining the old man's condition, he nodded and knew what was going on.

To be precise, the old man had multiple symptoms at the same time, and his body was overdrawn and was hollowed out by a woman. His body was not enough to fight against the disease.

It is a blessing to not die.

This condition is indeed very difficult. Even if the medical skills are superb, it is not enough without the strange medicine to restore essence.

By chance, I got the thousand-year-old wild ginseng, otherwise even Jiang Ce might have fallen on it.

"Paper and pen."

Huang Liyan immediately sent someone to send him over.

Jiang Ce picked up a pen and brushed it on the paper, handed it to Huang Liyan, "Treat the ginseng as I wrote on the paper, and deliver it in half an hour."

"yes."

Huang Liyan did it himself and walked out of the ward with paper and ginseng.

Next, Jiang Ce took out a row of silver needles. Since he practiced "Bagua Qi Needle", he has been stitching his needles to prevent any time he needed it.

Sure enough, it is worth preparing.

He first disinfected the silver needle, then asked someone to help, took off Mr. Huang's top, and helped him sit up.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ce pierced a thin needle into Mr. Huang's body acupoints.

The acupoints were opened.

Jiang Ce poured his "qi" into Mr. Huang's body to nourish his qi with Qi.

Soon, the silver needle slowly turns black.

While Jiang Ce changed the needle, he led the qi formed in Mr. Huang's body to travel all over his body, ensuring that every part of his body was passed by the qi.

The old man's body was like a field that had been drought for a long time, and finally the long-lost rain came.

It's just that the rain is a little bit small.

It's fleeting.

However, with the nourishment of the first layer of energy, the old man's body has begun to regain vitality. At this time, what is needed is a large amount of energy to inject.

Just so happened that half a time had come.

Huang Liyan walked over with a tray, which contained three large bowls of ginseng soup.

The weight and techniques used are strictly followed by what is written on Jiangce’s note.

Jiang Ce checked it and there was no problem. Then he asked someone to feed Mr. Huang and drank it. After a bowl of ginseng soup, it was like a heavy rain and his body suddenly became full.

Jiang Ce immediately applied a needle to guide the essence and energy to ensure that everyone would benefit from it.

Next is the second bowl and the third bowl.

After drinking all three bowls, the old man's face turned from white to red, gradually becoming healthy, and his breathing became even. He looked like a dry branch, and green leaves suddenly grew.

Vitality, recovery.

"Mr. Jiang, do I have to prepare a few more bowls of ginseng soup?" Huang Liyan asked.

Jiang Ce waved his hand.

Although Thousand Years of Wild Mountain Ginseng is good, it cannot be eaten casually.

The current dosage is already very large for ordinary people, that is, the old man is in poor health. If he had a normal person, he would have had a fever and nosebleeds.

"The amount is enough." Jiang Ce said lightly.

"Then my dad..."

"Don't worry, his body needs time to recover. Let him lie in silence for an hour. I'll give him a few more injections and it'll be fine."

Huang Liyan showed joy on his face. If that's the case, his father's illness is fine?

Ding Mengyan, who was standing beside her, looked quietly at Jiang Ce, her eyes full of admiration.

Men are the most handsome when they are serious.

This is the first time Ding Mengyan has seen Jiang Ce treat people so seriously, and her techniques are very proficient, not like a novice at all. It is hard to imagine that Jiang Ce has only learned medical skills for more than a month.

Ding Mengyan even wondered whether Jiang Ce could be a formal doctor in the future? The salary was actually good.

Just as he was thinking, several figures came to the door.

One of them is Huang Hualu.

He still held the cigar in his mouth and said impatiently: "Hey, have you finished it? They will get better after a while of treatment. You have been doing it for almost an hour. Why? Are you doing surgery? It will take so long?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ce did not look back and flew out a silver needle, knocking out the cigar from Huang Hualu's mouth and flew out from the door.

"The patient is weak and cannot stand the smell of smoke."

"In another hour, the patient will naturally wake up, just wait outside."

Huang Hualu's eyes were filled with fire.

"Okay, one hour, right?"

"Let's wait!"
Chapter completed!