Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "I've never been here to eat, so you can just take a look. It's up to the guests to do whatever they want. I'm not picky about food."
Shen Ke didn't refuse any more, and ordered several dishes in succession, and then asked: "What kind of wine does Mr. Fang like to drink, white or beer?"
Fang Lin was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you drinking too?"
Shen Ke's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he nodded: "Drink, and I have a pretty good drinking capacity."
Fang Lin smiled and said, "Then let's drink bottle white."
Shen Ke looked at the drinks on the menu, put the menu down, stood up, and said with a hint of embarrassment: "There are few types of wine here, and they are expensive.
Mr. Fang, please wait a moment while I go to the store next door to buy a bottle."
After a while, Shen Ke came back with a bottle of liquor worth more than 200 yuan.
The hot pot was served, steaming hot, and Shen Ke's beautiful face looked rosy and attractive on the other side of the heat.
She took off her denim jacket and a pure cotton white T-shirt, wrapping her bumpy upper body tightly.
Her two plain white hands without any jewelry were busy on the table, pouring a glass of wine worth one tael each for herself and Fang Lin.
Then he raised his glass and said, "Mr. Fang, for this first glass of wine, thank you for risking your life last time and saving the lives of more than a hundred of us."
Fang Lin raised his glass and said with a smile: "You're welcome."
The two clinked glasses, and Fang Lin took a sip, only to find that Shen Ke had raised his head and drained one or two glasses of wine.
Fang Lin blinked and realized what Shen Ke meant when he said he had a good drinker.
He didn't want to be petty, so he raised his head and drank the rest of the wine.
Shen Ke added a blush to his face, filled up two more glasses of wine, and raised his glass again: "Mr. Fang, for this second glass of wine, I have to ask you something."
"Oh?" Fang Lin smiled slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"
Shen Ke said: "Mr. Fang, you easily revived the passenger who had a heart attack today. Your medical skills are quite impressive.
I would like to ask Mr. Fang if he can take a look at my mother. My mother has been lying in bed for more than two years. She...is a vegetative state."
"Vegetative state?" Fang Lin was stunned for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "I can help your mother take a look, but I can't guarantee you whether it can be cured."
Shen Ke said happily: "As long as you can help my mother take a look, I will be satisfied!"
After saying that, she raised her glass and drank it all again: "Whether it can be cured or not, I will be grateful!"
Fang Lin helplessly finished the glass of wine and said with a smile, "Okay, let's drink slowly and eat some first."
Shen Ke stuck out his tongue playfully and said with a smile: "Well, look at me, I'm just here to drink. Eat it quickly. The sheep and scorpions here are really good."
After the two of them finished their meal, they each drank half a kilogram of wine, but neither of them was drunk.
Fang Lin couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Shen Ke's drinking capacity. It was said that women drank better than men, and it was true.
Shen Ke's home is not far from here. Since neither of them was drunk, Fang Lin asked Shen Ke to lead the way and went to her home to see her mother.
All the way to a rather old residential complex, the two of them arrived at Room 202 on the second floor of a certain building.
At home, a middle-aged man with gray hair was putting towels on the clothes drying rack on the balcony.
Seeing that Shen Ke had brought a man back, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said: "Xiao Ke, you brought a guest to your house without saying hello. Please sit down."
Shen Ke introduced: "Dad, this is Fang Lin, my good friend. He knows some Chinese medicine. I asked him to come and take a look at my mother."
Fang Lin nodded and said, "Hello, uncle."
The middle-aged man frowned, and he couldn't help but blame Shen Ke in his heart.
He originally thought that his daughter was bringing her boyfriend back, but unexpectedly, she was bringing back a Chinese medicine doctor?
After observing Fang Lin carefully, he found that he was young, maybe even one or two years younger than Shen Ke.
At such an old age, even if you are a Chinese medicine doctor, your medical skills are not that high.
Changing from his previous polite tone, the middle-aged man said coldly: "It's not like you don't know about your mother's illness. Big hospitals and traditional Chinese medicine hospitals have looked at it, and even experts and professors can't do anything about it. Why bother others?"
Shen Ke said: "Dad, Fang Lin is very powerful."
As she spoke, she quickly came to the middle-aged man and whispered in his ear: "Fang Lin was the one who jumped out of the cabin to save us when the plane exploded last time!
Moreover, a passenger on our flight suffered a heart attack today..."
After listening to his daughter's explanation, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He looked at Fang Lin uncertainly, then softened his tone and said, "Mr. Fang, thank you for your hard work. Xiaoke's mother is in the bedroom. , you can treat it anytime."
Fang Lin smiled faintly. Although Shen Ke spoke softly, she still heard every word of what Shen Ke whispered to her father.
He nodded and said, "Then Shen Ke, please take me in now to see my aunt."
Shen Ke immediately took Fang Lin to the bedroom, while Shen Ke's father went to pour tea for Fang Lin.
On the bed in the bedroom, a skinny woman with sunken cheeks was lying there with her eyes tightly closed. It was Shen Ke's mother, Han Ying.
Because Han Ying could only survive on nutrient solutions and liquid food for more than two years, she was already skinny and skinny, and her hair was yellow and sparse, making her look as if she was withered.
Moreover, her skin was pale yet black, and her blood vessels and veins were clearly visible.
However, Shen Ke's father, Shen Hong, had always taken good care of her. He had just scrubbed Han Ying's body, and the scent of soap still remained on her body.
Fang Lin looked at Han Ying and recalled in his mind Shen Ke's explanation of Han Ying's original illness on the way here.
Two and a half years ago, Han Ying was still a normal person, without even having a headache or fever.
But one time after having dinner with Shen Hong and going for a walk, he came home and said he was sleepy.
Once he fell asleep, he never woke up and became a living dead.
Over the past two years, Shen Ke and Shen Hong have taken Han Ying to the doctor frequently and used many medical methods, but to no avail.
In order to take care of his wife, Shen Hong had to leave early and lose a considerable amount of retirement money, so he could take care of her full-time at home.
As a result, Shen Ke became the family's source of income. Therefore, after the plane crash, other colleagues resigned, but Shen Ke persisted.
Because of this, Fang Lin felt a little guilty when he thought that Shen Ke had spent hundreds of dollars on a treat just now.
So on the way here, he decided in his heart that as long as he could, he would find a way to cure Shen Ke's mother.
Han Ying's breathing was steady and her heartbeat was slow. Judging from her appearance, apart from being too thin, she looked like she was asleep.
But Fang Lin vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Immediately, he started to use his skills and looked at Han Ying carefully.
At this glance, I immediately found the reason why Han Ying became a living dead.
I couldn't help but feel slightly surprised.
"Where has her Fushiya gone?" xdw8
This chapter has been completed!