"Let's get to know these elders later," Ling Ruonan took Luo Ziling's hand, smiled at the elders of the Ling family, and explained: "First, let Ziling check the old man's body and see what happened just now.
Treatment results.”
Everyone present knew that Luo Ziling had just treated the old man.
The old man took a nap during the treatment, and when he woke up, he was in much better spirits than before the treatment, which surprised many people.
Most people are very happy, because the old man's health is their biggest concern. Ling Jinhua is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Ling family and a very important figure in China. His health is something that many people are very concerned about. He is ill.
This made many people worried, especially those in high positions in the Ling family; they were all relieved that the old man's condition had improved and he was in good spirits.
Luo Ziling nodded politely to the group of Ling elders gathered in the room, with a smile on his face. He walked through the passage where everyone separated and walked to Ling Jinhua's bed and sat down on the stool.
"Grandpa, how do you feel now?" Luo Ziling walked to the bed and asked Ling Jinhua with a smile, "Do you feel that the coldness in your body has disappeared a lot, and your whole body feels warm?"
"It's true. After a good night's sleep, I feel completely refreshed." Ling Jinhua chuckled, and his voice was louder than before the treatment. "It seems that the Luo family's medical skills are truly well-deserved."
, after a while, I learned the lesson again."
"Grandpa, let me take your pulse," Luo Ziling stretched out his hand to Ling Jinhua.
"Okay," Ling Jinhua did not refuse and simply extended his hand to Luo Ziling.
After Luo Ziling carefully checked his pulse for a while, he said to Ling Jinhua: "The acupuncture has a certain effect. Let's take another pill of the medicine made by my grandfather."
As Luo Ziling spoke, he took out several medicine bags from his pocket, found the medicine he needed, poured one out of it, and handed it to Ling Jinhua.
"Grandpa, you can't take this medicine," a middle-aged man in his forties shouted loudly, "I don't know what the ingredients of this medicine are and whether it is poisonous. You must not take it."
Another middle-aged man of about the same age also echoed: "Grandpa, what Zhengmin said is that this is a home-made medicine. It has not been verified by clinical pharmacy. I don't know its toxicity. If you take it rashly, what will happen if something happens?"
The reaction would be troublesome."
"Dad, what Zhengping and Zhengmin said makes sense." After the two middle-aged men said similar words, an elderly woman with gray hair who looked about the same age as Luo Ziling's grandmother also stood up and said the same thing as before.
The two men had similar opinions: "We don't know the toxicity of home-made medicines, and we don't know the hygienic conditions. Don't take them lightly. If something goes wrong, you'll be in big trouble."
Luo Ziling wondered if someone would directly stand up to stop him, so he couldn't help but froze there, with an embarrassed look on his face.
Of course he was also very, very angry.
Ling Ruonan, who was standing on the side, was also surprised that such a situation would happen, but she didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only ask Luo Ziling in a low voice: "Ling'er, what kind of medicine is this?"
"It's okay, don't be nervous." When Luo Ziling didn't know how to explain, Ling Jinhua took the white pill from Luo Ziling's hand, and then asked Ling Ruonan to pour him a glass of boiling water, "Nannan, help Grandpa pour a glass of water."
Water. I have taken this medicine before, and it was given to me by Old Man Luo. At that time, he was so precious that he only gave me four pills. This medicine is very magical, and you can’t buy it even if you have money.”
Ling Jinhua took the initiative to ask Luo Ziling for the bag of medicine: "Can you give this bag of medicine to my old man?"
Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief, but he still shook his head: "Grandma, I can't give you the medicine for fear that you will take it randomly. I still have to give the medicine according to your physical condition after the acupuncture treatment, that is to say, the amount of medicine taken each time should be
It depends on your physical condition. You cannot take more or less. I can guarantee that after my treatment with acupuncture and medicine, my great-grandfather’s body will be much stronger when the harsh winter comes.”
Ling Jinhua took the initiative to ask for the medicine, expressing his recognition of Luo Ziling's medicinal skills and trust in him for providing the medicine with practical actions. The few people who had just spoken to stop him immediately wisely stopped and said nothing more.
They also restrained their emotions very well, and there was nothing unusual in the way they looked at Luo Ziling.
Ling Jinhua's words and actions made Ling Ruonan, who was worried at first, breathe a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Ling Jinhua still believed in Luo Ziling's medical skills, and looked at this junior who was rejected by the Ling family in a different light.
What Ling Ruonan is most worried about is that these respected elders of the Ling family look down upon Luo Ziling. If Ling Jinhua, Ling Mingrui, and Ling Mingqing have strong opinions on Luo Ziling, then Luo Ziling's situation will not be good.
These elders have a good impression of Luo Ziling and trust her. Even if others have prejudices against Luo Ziling, Ling Ruonan is not worried.
The ones who just stopped her were Ling Jinhua's daughter, Ling Mingrui's sister Ling Minglan, Ling Ruonan's brother Ling Zhengping, and his cousin Ling Zhengmin. Ling Zhengmin is Ling Qiqing's youngest son. He also has an older brother named Ling Zhengjun who is also standing in the room, but
He didn't make any sound just now.
Ling Qiqing hasn't come yet.
After Ling Ruonan brought the tea, Ling Jinhua swallowed the pill Luo Ziling gave him in front of everyone in the room.
When Ling Jinhua took the pill, Ling Ruonan asked Luo Ziling: "Ling'er, what material is this medicine made of?"
"There are Tianshan snow lotus and many other precious medicinal materials that we personally collected. It is a very tonic medicine. But my great-grandfather is a little weak and cannot take more. Taking one pill every three days is enough. If nothing else happens, in the evening
When the time comes, my great-grandpa will be in better spirits." Luo Ziling knew that Ling Ruonan was asking this question on behalf of everyone present, and he must answer it carefully.
After answering Ling Ruonan's question, he told Ling Jinhua, "Grandma, you must go to bed early tonight. It's best to get up later tomorrow and get enough sleep. If nothing else happens, you should be able to sleep tonight.
At least eight hours or more.”
"It would be great if I could sleep for so long," Ling Jinhua laughed, and then ordered the others: "Okay, you all can go out. Nan Nan and Zi Ling stay, I want to have a private conversation with you."
Ling Jinhua asked Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling to stay and talk to him alone, which made many people change their expressions, especially Ling Zhengping and several of his cousins. They knew that this was a special favor shown by Ling Jinhua to Ling Ruonan and Luo Ziling's mother and son.