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Chapter 48 Consultation

Mr. Fang has been in business for many years, and now he has retired and wants to enjoy some happiness. But now it is his children's turn to be busy with work, and they are usually invisible. As for the third-generation grandchildren, they are either studying abroad or

Fang Yingling was the only one by his side when he was fooling around, so he doted on his granddaughter the most.

After being scolded by her grandfather, Fang Yingling stuck out her tongue, but obviously she didn't take it seriously. She walked to her grandfather's side with a smile and whispered: "Grandpa, Mr. Lu is already here."

After hearing this, Mr. Fang glanced at the young man standing next to Qi Jun. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up from his chair and said with excitement: "This is the young man who saved my life that day.

?”

"Hello, Mr. Fang, my name is Lu Chen."

Lu Chen smiled slightly and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"It was him. The last time I went to the hospital to find you, he was the one who showed me the way."

Fang Yingling took her grandfather's arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, it's all my fault that I was able to invite Mr. Lu. The last time I went to a friend's house, I happened to meet Mr. Lu and gave him a ride.

I got his phone number. Otherwise, if you want to find him, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Okay, okay, it's all your fault."

Mr. Fang shook his head helplessly, then looked at Lu Chen, and said with a kind smile: "I rely on my old age, so how about I call you Xiao Chen? Come on, come on, you can find a place to sit for a while, I have something to do here."

"Don't worry, old man, I can just wait."

Lu Chen nodded lightly. He had nothing urgent to do anyway, so he just found an empty seat and sat down. He happened to sit next to the middle-aged man. He glanced at the other person and felt that he looked familiar, but specifically

Who, I didn’t think of for a moment.

The middle-aged man didn't know his details. He only thought that he had been lucky enough to help Mr. Fang, so he just nodded and ignored him. Instead, he said to the other four old men: "The four old gentlemen are all national players.

A famous doctor, the Taishan Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and you have all seen Mr. Fang’s condition. I wonder what conclusions these old gentlemen have come to?"

When Mr. Fang heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Qingshan, you are the most caring, you are much better than my children."

Lu Chen had no idea that the middle-aged man sitting next to him was Yu Qingshan, known as the "richest man in Central and South Province".

As one of the few self-made men among the richest men in Central and South Province, Yu Qingshan is a model of grassroots legend in the minds of many people. However, few people know that there is another layer between Yu Qingshan and the Fang family.

An extremely close relationship.

"We have already checked Mr. Fang's physical condition, and we have also read the past pathological diagnosis reports. Now it is basically certain that Mr. Fang is suffering from a strange disease that we have never heard of.

disease."

"Mr. Yu and Mr. Fang must also know that these corpse spots are the result of the cessation of blood circulation after death, empty blood vessels in the upper parts of the corpse, and congestion in the lower blood vessels of the corpse. But this is the first time for us to have corpse spots on a living person.

meet."

"I suggest that Mr. Fang would do better to undergo surgery directly. Only after the surgery is performed to dissect the cadaveric plaques can we find out the real cause..."

After the four old Chinese medicine doctors spoke one after another, Mr. Fang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, a look of displeasure appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "So, are you four going to recommend me for surgery? In my opinion,

With your current age and physical condition, if you go into the operating room, what is the chance that you will come out alive? And if you undergo surgery, how sure are you that you can find out the real cause?"

Facing Mr. Fang's questioning, the four old Chinese medicine doctors looked at each other, and a wry smile appeared on their faces.

The old Chinese medicine doctor sitting in the front seat on the right is named Xue Zhonghua. He is the leading Chinese medicine master in the Southeast region, a guest of a wealthy family, and a distinguished guest of provincial leaders. It can even be said that he is the most famous Chinese medicine practitioner in the entire Southeast region.

Authority represents.

Xue Zhonghua smoothed his short beard under his chin and sighed: "Mr. Fang, to be honest, the strange disease you are suffering from is the first time I, Xue, have encountered it in my nearly sixty years of practicing medicine. I would like to mention the other three brothers.

The same is true. Such strange diseases cannot be rushed for a while. Sufficient time must be spent to analyze the pathology before we can find a cure."

"Yes, Mr. Fang, your disease is really weird. Even if we want to cure it quickly, there is nothing we can do!"

"Mr. Fang, why don't we prepare for the operation? As long as the four of us are here, we can ensure that you can leave the operating room safely."

The other three old Chinese medicine doctors also started to persuade.

After listening to the four people's persuasion, Mr. Fang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. His wife, who had been with him for nearly sixty years, finally died in the operating room, which made him full of disgust and hatred for that place. As long as there are other methods that can

To treat his strange disease, he was determined not to go into the operating room again.

Seeing this, Yu Qingshan frowned slightly and began to persuade: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Xue and the others are the most authoritative masters of traditional Chinese medicine in our southeastern provinces. If even they are helpless, I'm afraid it will be really difficult."

There is no other way, why don't you please think about it carefully."

"Grandpa, why don't you ask Mr. Lu to see if there is any way he can cure your illness without going into the operating room."

Just when Mr. Fang was thinking silently, Fang Yingling on the side suddenly spoke up.

When everyone heard this, their eyes turned and all focused on Lu Chen.

However, looking at his young appearance, one of the masters of traditional Chinese medicine, Mr. Chen, frowned and said with a hint of displeasure: "Miss Fang, this gentleman looks young. He started studying medicine even after he was aborted.

, I’m afraid you don’t have many years of medical experience, right?”

The implication of these words is to question how much weight Lu Chen can have at such a young age? In terms of medical knowledge and experience, can it be compared with the four of them who have been practicing medicine all their lives?

Mr. Xue and the other three people also nodded slightly. Although they didn't say anything, in their hearts they were already a little dissatisfied with Fang Yingling.

How can it be said that the four of them are all famous masters of traditional Chinese medicine in China? Even they can't treat strange diseases, but a young man who is not even thirty years old can treat them?

If that's the case, why did you invite the four of us over? Could it be that you want to humiliate the four of us?

At this time, Mr. Fang slapped his forehead and laughed and said: "This man is getting old and his memory is not good. The last time I passed out on the street, it was Xiaochen who helped me. If it hadn't been for him, I'm afraid
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