The first rich son-in-law

Chang Geng's palm was not light, although he retracted it at a critical moment, Fang Wenshan's chest was obviously sunken, and at least three ribs would have to be broken.

Fang Wenshan's old eyes stared, his old body trembled, and he spit out a mouthful of old phlegm, and his whole face softened.

"master……"

Chang Geng was startled, he hurried over to support Fang Wenshan.

"Boy, I'll kill you!" Chang Geng put Fang Wenshan aside, and wanted to settle accounts with Jiangbei, but Fang Wenshan quickly stopped him.

"Chang Geng! Don't..." Fang Wenshan panted heavily, but he still didn't speak clearly.

"Master, are you okay, don't scare me!" Chang Geng kept calming Fang Wenshan.

"I, I'm fine. If it wasn't for your action just now, I might have passed by!" Fang Wenshan finally recovered, shaking his head and said.

"so……"

Chang Geng also reacted at this time, and immediately glanced at Jiang Beichen with a guilty face.

"It turns out that Young Master Jiang was saving the master, and he offended me just now. I hope..."

Jiang Beichen waved his hand and interrupted him.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands. I'm afraid the old man has been suffering from asthma for some time?" Jiang Beichen stared at Fang Wenshan's expression at this time, and asked casually.

Chang Geng and Fang Wenshan were both taken aback for a moment, then shook their heads at the same time.

Fang Wenshan's expression was a little sad, but he still sighed and said, "I've got an old problem, so don't mention it!"

"Could it be that Young Master Jiang knows medical skills?" Chang Geng's eyes lit up at this time, and he couldn't help asking.

Just based on the few strokes just now, Chang Geng could tell that Jiang Beichen knew a lot about acupuncture points on the human body, and he must have learned it before.

"I told the old man just now that I do know a little bit about medicine!" Jiang Beichen replied with a smile.

Fang Wenshan blushed.

He questioned Jiang Beichen just now, thinking that Jiang Beichen was looking for excuses, which proved that he is indeed good at medicine.

"Then Young Master Jiang, why don't you take a look at our master's illness?" Chang Geng's eyes were somewhat hopeful.

"Forget it!" Fang Wenshan waved his hand, "My illness is already here, there's nothing more to see!"

It can be seen that Fang Wenshan was in a very depressed mood. After saying this, he couldn't help coughing twice, his face was a little pale and weak.

"Not necessarily, a serious illness is doomed, so keep it in mind!"

"Isn't it lung cancer? There is still a chance to be cured!" Jiang Beichen said calmly.

"What, you know what I got..." Fang Wenshan looked slightly surprised.

This kid has something, and he doesn't even have a pulse, so he can see his illness?

But that's not surprising either.

He had invited the hall master of the same hall before, and he also saw his illness. This is the "visual diagnosis" in Chinese medicine. It may be great in a small place, but in a place like Yandu, there are many families of Chinese medicine. Yes, it is not surprising that some talents emerge.

Chang Geng couldn't help but shook his head, he could understand the master's mood, and if he could diagnose it, he might not be able to treat it.

After all, this is a terminal illness, and it is already at an advanced stage. The hall master of the same hall before came, and he was also helpless. He just helped to prescribe a folk prescription, which can prolong his life for two or three years.

At the same time, the hall master also diagnosed Fang Yi, and made sure that Fang Yi would not wake up.Otherwise, Fang Wenshan would not be in such a hurry to find someone to trust Fang Yi.

After all, he was old, and before he left, he had to make arrangements for his granddaughter.

"Master Jiang, I'm afraid you don't know, my master, he is already at the advanced stage!" Chang Geng had a painful expression on his face, but he finally said it out.

For terminal cancer, in any country in the world, no matter how advanced the medical treatment is, it can only maintain life.

In fact, he didn't have much hope for Jiang Beichen, he just had the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"In the late stage, it may not be curable! It's too hasty for you to make a conclusion now!" Jiang Beichen shook his head.Anyway, this old man is the foster father's father.

Although he also knew that when the adoptive father was alive, he didn't get along well with the old man, but in fact, Jiang Beichen knew in his heart that the adoptive father still missed the old father very much. My father always sent his good tea and wine back to Yanjing for the old father to taste.

The adoptive father is a filial son, and he values ​​his father very much. As a foster son, he naturally has to help to fulfill his filial piety.

But even if Jiang Beichen said so, Fang Wenshan's face was still sad. After all, he still didn't believe in Jiang Beichen's medical skills.

"How about this, I will prescribe a prescription for the old man first, try it first, and if it works, come to me again!" Jiang Beichen knew that he had doubts in his heart, so he didn't say much, and asked Chang Geng to find a pen and paper to write it down prescription.

This prescription is an ancient prescription from Xuanqingjue. Although it cannot cure cancer immediately, it can relieve symptoms and play a role in regulating the body.

Cancer is extremely consuming to the body. Only by regulating the balance of yin and yang in the body and regulating the five internal organs can cancer be cured.

"But remember, you can't take other medicines while taking this prescription, otherwise there will be conflicts and the effect will be greatly reduced!" After Jiang Beichen finished writing the prescription, he handed it to Chang Geng, and gave him a detailed instruction. Fan.

"Okay, thank you Young Master Jiang!" Chang Geng thanked repeatedly, glanced at Fang Wenshan, and took the prescription.

"Okay, old man, that's it for today. The younger generation will leave first. If I have a chance in the future, I hope I can come and visit Fang Yi!" Jiang Beichen said to Fang Wenshan.

Fang Wenshan hesitated for a moment, although this kid didn't want to marry his granddaughter, but he just saved his old life, and there was still some kindness in it, so he nodded.

"Yes! But I hope you will think about the conditions I told you. I will give you a month. After this period, I will find another good son-in-law for Fang Yi!" Fang Wenshan said meaningfully opened the mouth.

Jiang Beichen froze for a moment, with a helpless expression on his face, he had no choice but to nod: "I will find a way to cure Fang Yi as soon as possible!"

After leaving Fang's house, Jiang Beichen shook his head.

One month's time is definitely not enough to wake up Fang Yi, after all, the whereabouts of the soul-inducing flag have not been found yet.Without the soul-inducing banner, even if he has superb medical skills, he still can't wake Fang Yi up.

On the other side, after Jiang Beichen left, Fang Wenshan took Jiang Beichen's prescription and looked at it.

"Master, I compared the prescriptions from Tongrentang with Young Master Jiang's, and there are indeed several medicines that are almost the same. I guess this Young Master Jiang must be a little different!" Chang Geng couldn't help but said: " Otherwise, let's try..."

"However, he also said just now that if his prescription is used, I'm afraid Hallmaster Bai's prescription cannot be used, and there may be conflicts!" Chang Geng recalled Jiang Beichen's exhortation just now, and couldn't help hesitating stand up.

"Well, you can take a photo of this recipe and send it to Hall Master Bai for him to judge. If he says yes, it won't be too late for us to use this recipe again!" Fang Wenshan hesitated, then suddenly said .

Old people can become fine, after all, it is related to one's old life.

If you take the wrong medicine, I'm afraid you won't even have it for two or three years.

It is natural to be cautious.

"The master is still thoughtful, I will send it to Hall Master Bai!"

Chang Geng immediately took a picture of Jiang Beichen's prescription and sent it to Bai Jingyun, the head of the Tongren Hall.

On the other side of the hall, Bai Jingyun was surprised to receive the photo of Fang Zi, so he quickly picked up his own Fang Zi to compare.

There are more than a dozen medicines in total, five of which are the same, but these are all basic medicines, not critical, while he can't understand the other few medicines.It even feels unbelievable.Because it was in great conflict with the medical principles he had inherited since he was a child.

However, he doesn't know who wrote the prescription sent by the Fang family's big housekeeper, so it's not easy to judge immediately. Asked on the phone.

"Master Bai, it doesn't matter, he's just a young barefoot doctor, so don't worry about it. You might as well just tell me what the prescription is like!"

Chang Geng's words undoubtedly reassured Bai Jingyun.

No wonder he looked at this prescription like reading a heavenly book.

It turned out to be a barefoot doctor?

And still a young man?

The profession of Chinese medicine depends on age, what can a young man know!
Thinking of this, Bai Jingyun immediately began to criticize.

"Where is this prescription!"

"This prescription is not medically reasonable at all. It's just nonsense! Butler, let me tell you, this prescription must not be used by Mr. Fang, otherwise it will kill people!"

After hanging up the phone, Chang Geng's expression turned ugly, and he truthfully repeated the words to Fang Wenshan.

Fang Wenshan couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

"Although this Bai Jingyun is suspected of being exaggerated, but the child is a little younger, I'm not sure, Fang Zi, just throw it away!" Fang Wenshan sighed, rubbed his temples, got up and went back to his room to rest.

But Chang Geng was angry, crumpled Jiang Beichen's prescription into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

But when he was about to leave, he hesitated again, shook his head, and finally picked up the crumpled prescription from the trash can, and put it in his pocket.