Jiang Bo'an seemed to have heard a fairy tale and laughed: "What did you say, doctor? She is still treating grandpa. I said Xiaoqi, is this your intention or Fang Zhihan's?"
It must be a conspiracy!
While Jiang Qi was explaining, Fang Zhihan, who had just gone up, quickly came down again.
With Yu Gangan's box in his hand, he was obviously leaving.
Jiang Qi hurried up, with tears in his eyes: "Brother..." Don't leave.
Fang Zhihan gave her a cold look and said nothing. He walked around her and said to Gangan, "Let's go."
Yu Gangan: "..."
She had just promised Jiang Qi that she would wait until Mr. Huang came to check her pulse together before leaving.
But at this time, Fang Zhihan wanted to leave, and she absolutely agreed.
Even though Jiang Qi looked at her with hopeful eyes, she just smiled apologetically and followed Fang Zhihan out.
Not wanting to meet Mr. Huang at the door, the first thing Mr. Huang said when he saw Yu Gangan was: "How is Mr. Jiang?"
Yu Gangan smiled and replied: "The old gentleman can already eat."
Mr. Huang was shocked and said, "Let's go up and have a look with me."
After saying that, he didn't give Yu Gangan a chance to refuse, and already stepped upstairs.
Yu Gangan glanced at Fang Zhihan, who paused for two seconds, lowered his eyes and agreed, indicating that she should follow.
In Mr. Jiang's ward, Yu Gangan took a look at Mr. Jiang's complexion and found that he really looked much better.
Mr. Huang was surprised and quickly reached out to take Mr. Jiang's pulse. After a moment, he shouted: "The stomach qi has recovered and the righteousness has arisen. Congratulations, Mr. Jiang."
Mr. Jiang's eyebrows relaxed and he smiled, "Thank you for this..." He paused and coughed twice: "Little girl, your medical skills are pretty good."
This arrogant look made the room burst into laughter.
Yu Gangan bowed his hands to Mr. Huang: "Old Huang's diagnosis is accurate, so that I can have the opportunity to learn from him. To be honest, I am still a little scared, thanks to your encouragement, Mr. Huang."
Mr. Huang smiled and touched his beard, and then asked: "Did Mr. Jiang drink the wild vegetable water directly?"
Jiang Qi shook his head and replied: "No, grandpa vomited directly the first time. Later, doctor Yu gave him acupuncture. After the acupuncture, grandpa drank it."
Mr. Huang nodded. If it were him, he would also choose this treatment plan.
It's just that silver needles are easy to cause diarrhea and gold needles are easy to nourish. In Mr. Jiang's case, silver needles are not suitable for him.
Probably guessing what Mr. Huang wanted to ask, Yu Gangan smiled and replied: "Mr. Jiang's figure is more suitable for golden needles."
Mr. Huang was very surprised, with joy in his eyes, "You are so young, but you can actually use golden needles? Who did you learn from?"
Yu Gangan replied: "I learned all my medical skills from my grandfather. My grandfather's gold needle technique is superb. I only learned a little bit."
Mr. Huang asked again: "Don't you know Lingzu Gao's surname?"
The apprentice's skills are pretty good, not to mention the master, but among the people he knows, there is really no great national player named Yu.
Sure enough, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
"My grandfather's full name is He Chengshou."
As soon as the name came out, Mr. Huang opened his eyes wide in surprise and asked excitedly: "Who is your grandfather?"
Although he and Mr. He are about the same age, they are a generation apart in medicine.
Yu Gangan was slightly stunned and asked in a daze, "Mr. Huang, do you know my grandfather?"
(End of chapter)