Meng Qingyin was already lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, closed her eyes, and seemed to let Ye Fan pick.
Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense and felt Meng Qingyin's pulse.
"I was born with a lack of vitality and blood."
"Hey." Meng Qingyin opened her eyes, full of surprise, "How do you know?"
Ye Fan remained silent and continued to feel his pulse.
Meng Qingyin finally had a glimmer of belief. She said: "My mother had an accident when she gave birth, which caused me to have physical problems. The Chinese doctor once looked at me, but there was no way to treat it."
"Meng Canglan has always said that he would ask a medical sage to treat me, but he has never fulfilled his promise. I have given up hope."
"Even the medical saints can't cure you." Ye Fan broke Meng Qingyin's fantasy, "I know the three of them very well, but they have not mastered medical skills. They can only alleviate your disease, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."
Meng Qingyin pursed her lips and asked with a smile: "Are you really the God of Medicine? Are the three great medical saints your disciples?"
"Believe it or not."
"If you cure me, I will believe you. Otherwise, if you just tell me that you are Ultraman, I will believe you, but it will be of no use anyway."
Ye Fan chuckled, then suddenly became startled and said, "Take off your clothes."
The smile on Meng Qingyin's face faded, and she snorted: "I knew you had something up your sleeve!"
"Hurry up, there's so much nonsense."
Ye Fan Qinghe.
Meng Qingyin's eyes were red and she hesitated to move.
In desperation, Ye Fan called the maid to strip Meng Qingyin naked. Then he covered his eyes and groped Meng Qingyin's body.
This is not taking advantage.
Meng Qingyin's illness is very serious. Deficiency of Qi and blood is just one of them. There are also other complicated diseases.
He needs to study it carefully.
In Ye Fan's eyes, Meng Qingyin is a patient, nothing more than a male or female.
However.
But Meng Qingyin couldn't bear it.
At this moment, her pale face was surprisingly red, and even her lips, which had been bloodless all year round, turned rosy.
Meng Qingyin was dripping with sweat.
But gradually, Meng Qingyin got used to it and her whole body relaxed.
Unknowingly, Meng Qingyin fell asleep.
Half an hour later.
Ye Fan covered Meng Qingyin with a quilt, took off the blindfold, and found that Meng Qingyin was sleeping soundly without disturbing her, sitting cross-legged beside the bed.
"Human beings are born from the Qi of heaven and earth, and are formed by the law of the four seasons. When heaven and earth combine Qi, they are called human beings..."
"The kidneys store essence, the essence generates marrow, and the essence transforms into blood."
“The liver regulates diarrhea and stores blood.”
"The heart governs the blood vessels, and the vessels are the house of blood. They run endlessly and reach the whole body..."
Ye Fan's mind was flooded with knowledge from the "Tai Shang Medical Classic".
Man is a whole.
Essence, Qi, and blood are the foundation of human beings.
Natural Qi and blood deficiency involves the internal organs, muscles, blood and flesh. Only systematic treatment can solve the problem.
But this is a big project.
The so-called Chinese medicine cannot accomplish this, and the three great medical saints can only provide temporary relief. Even Ye Fan finds it very difficult to completely transform himself.
This is equivalent to......
Change your fate against the will of heaven.
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Fan opened his eyes and he already had a preliminary treatment method.
"you're awake."
Meng Qingyin's voice came.
She had woken up a long time ago. Seeing that Ye Fan was meditating without disturbing him, she came over with tea.
"Thanks."
Ye Fan made tea.
Meng Qingyin said: "I should thank you. After what you did... I feel a lot better. At least I am more energetic than before, otherwise I will die."
"Ye Fan, now I believe that your medical skills are very strong."
Meng Qingyin's eyes were sparkling.
This man really has a unique charm, and he has such a noble character that he doesn't do anything to her body.
"I think I have to tell you honestly." Ye Fan's face turned serious, making Meng Qingyin suddenly nervous.
"What's up?"
"You can only live for three to five years, or in other words, you can't live to be twenty-eight."