On the second floor of the villa, in Ouyang Zhixin's daughter's room, a maid who specialized in serving the eldest lady came out of the room. When she saw Ouyang Zhixin taking Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai, Sima Xuanyu also followed, and she quickly lowered her head and said
: "Sir, the eldest lady just went to bed."
"Open the door."
Ouyang Zhixin waved, the maid nodded, turned around and gently opened the door. The room was dark, Ouyang Fanmeng was lying on his side on the bed with the mosquito net curtains drawn, and said slowly in a frustrated tone:
"Dad, I don't want to be treated anymore. Please go out."
Ouyang Zhixin felt heartbroken when he heard his daughter's words.
Over the years, every hope given to him has been shattered again and again, completely dispelling all hope in Ouyang Fanmeng's heart!
Therefore, in the past few years, if her illness had not become more serious day by day, Ouyang Fanmeng would not have cooperated with the doctors to treat her.
But the results still let her down again and again.
"Meng'er, this is not that doctor. I asked another doctor to treat you. Can you try again?"
Ouyang Zhixin went up to the bedside and softly persuaded his daughter inside, but he also knew that her daughter was very resistant now, but there was nothing he could do about it. As a father, he must do everything possible to cure his daughter's disease.
Let her return to a normal life.
Over the years, because of this disease, Ouyang Fanmeng has been unable to go out to study, go shopping, and make friends like a normal girl. Her living space can only be limited to the small courtyard of this villa. As she grows older,
Although she was sensible, she also suffered from depression, and various emotions made her more and more serious. As a father, Ouyang Zhixin couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
"Dad, there's really no need for that."
Ouyang Fanmeng, who was still lying on his side and couldn't see his face clearly, said in a calm tone: "I already accepted it when I was fifteen years old. You really don't need to find a doctor for me. No one in this world can cure my disease.
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"But…"
"Not absolutely!"
Before Ouyang Zhixin could finish speaking, Wan Yunting, who was standing at the door, said to Ouyang Fanmeng who was on the bed: "Your disease is indeed rare. There is no cured case in medicine today, but in the past, you
There is a cure for the disease, it’s just that it has been temporarily lost.”
Hearing the strange man's words, Ouyang Fanmeng still did not turn around and said calmly: "You also said it was lost, so there is nothing you can do about it."
“Have to try.”
Wan Yunting said with a gentle voice: "Although I can't empathize with you, I can also feel the pain of having this disease since you were young. It will indeed lead to depression in the long run, but I still want to advise you to have a positive attitude. Only with hope can you cure the disease.
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These words made Ouyang Fanmeng pause on the bed and said, "So, you can cure my disease?"
Wan Yunting shook his head and smiled: "There is no absolute, I can only say give it a try."
Ouyang Fanmeng was silent. The doctors or traditional Chinese medicine doctors who came to treat her in the past all confidently said that they could cure their diseases. They gave themselves hope again and again, but in the end they disappointed themselves again and again.
But now, someone suddenly came and said that he was not absolutely confident that he could cure his disease, which made Ouyang Fanmeng feel strange in her heart. She couldn't help but turn around and looked at Wan Yun standing at the door through the looming mosquito net curtain.
Ting, I didn’t speak for a long time.
Wan Yunting also looked vaguely at the face of the woman on the bed through the mosquito net curtain. She was thin, with skin as white as jade, and delicate facial features. A pair of melancholy eyes seemed to tell the story of endless pain, and there was a hint of tenacity. This was the only thing that kept her alive.
hope so far.
Separated by a curtain, the two looked at each other and said nothing for a moment.
Ouyang Zhixin, who was standing aside, wanted to speak, but Ouyang Fanmeng, who was on the bed, said, "Then give me a try."
"good."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded. Ouyang Zhixin became happy when his daughter agreed and quickly asked Wan Yunting to come over and take her pulse...
This made Sima Xuanyu at the door look even more gloomy and feel unhappy.
It was not that Ouyang Zhixin refused him, but that Ouyang Fanmeng refused to let Sima Xuanyu continue to use medicinal bath treatment.
It turned out that yesterday's first medicinal bath treatment covered Ouyang Fanmeng's fishy smell of dead fish and brought her a glimmer of hope.
As a result, this morning, the smell on his body made Ouyang Fanmeng wake up, and his heart instantly went to the bottom of the valley. The fishy smell on his body did not lighten at all, it was still so fishy.
Therefore, Ouyang Fanmeng refused to let Sima Xuanyu continue to treat him.
Wan Yunting, who came over wearing a mask, sat on the stool beside the bed. Ouyang Fanmeng inside stretched out his arm. She also looked at the man outside the curtain. For some reason, when she looked up close, the man gave her a look.
There was an inexplicable feeling of intimacy and familiarity, which made Ouyang Fanmeng very strange.
In fact, Wan Yunting did the same. He smiled at Ouyang Fanmeng inside, then picked up her wrist and started to take her pulse. He was very serious. After about five minutes, Wan Yunting let go, nodded and said with a smile: "Okay.
"
Ouyang Fanmeng took back his right hand, said nothing, and looked at him quietly. Wan Yunting stood up and said to Ouyang Zhixin: "I do have a recipe that I can try on your daughter."
"you say."
Ouyang Zhixin nodded, and Wan Yunting said: "But it's a little troublesome. It needs to be made into pills. There is also a very hard-to-find medicine called Ningxianghua!"
"Ningxiang flower is a very rare medicinal material."
Gu Yuanbai next to him said in surprise when he heard this medicinal material.
Sima Xuanyu at the door couldn't help but sneer: "Ningxiang flower has disappeared from the market for decades. I originally wanted to use this medicinal material to add it to the medicinal bath, but it's a pity that it's not available."
Wan Yunting turned to look directly at him and said with a smile: "Even if it does, your medicinal bath cannot cure her disease."
Sima Xuanyu immediately glared and hummed: "Then you have a solution?"
Wan Yunting raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Have you ever heard of Ningxiang Pills?"
"Ningxiang pill!"
Sima Xuanyu looked stunned, obviously he had never heard of it.
Not to mention him, even Gu Yuanbai's old face looked at Wan Yunting with doubts. He explained: "Ningxiang Pills are made from sixty-nine medicinal materials, among which Ningxiang Flower is the king medicine. It requires professional
Only pharmacists can make it, and the main function of Ningxiang Pills is to treat smelly fish disease. By changing the body's constitution, it can metabolize trimethylamine, which is the root solution."
"And the medicated bath you mentioned only covers up the patient's external odor, but no matter what medicinal materials you use to add to the medicated bath, it will treat the symptoms but not the root cause."
Sima Xuanyu, who was questioned, glared and snorted: "Even if the Ningxiang Pills you mentioned can cure this disease, the Ningxiang Flowers in this world have long since disappeared, so how can you make Ningxiang Pills."
"Also, you are not a professional alchemist, right?"
But Wan Yunting ignored him and said to Ouyang Zhixin: "Mr. Ouyang, give me a few days. When I go to Wudang Mountain, I will ask a pharmacist to see if he has Ningxiang flowers that can be used to make Ningxiang pills."
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Ouyang Zhixin nodded after hearing this. When he was about to say something, the butler's voice came from the door: "Mr. Ouyang, the master of the house is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ouyang Shenhe, wearing a gray thick cotton coat and walking away with a walking stick, accompanied by a middle-aged man, appeared at the door. Ouyang Zhixin saw his father and wondered why he was here.
Then he went up to greet him: "Dad, why are you here?"
"Well, I heard that you hired a doctor to treat Fanmeng. I'll come over and take a look."
Ouyang Shenhe did not see Wan Yunting in the room, so he said to Ouyang Zhixin.
"Doctor Wan and the others are watching, and they already have a solution."
Ouyang Zhixin nodded and said.
"Really, that's great."
Ouyang Shenhe laughed, and Wan Yunting inside recognized him and said in surprise: "He Lao!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Ouyang Shenhe looked up and saw Wan Yunting. He was surprised and said, "Xiao Wan, why are you here?"
In front of him, Ouyang Zhixin looked at his father in surprise, knowing that he actually knew Wan Yunting.
Ouyang Shenhe entered the room and was greeted by Wan Yunting. He then smiled and said, "Oh, look at my memory. Xiao Wan, you are a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. It turns out that Dr. Wan Zhixin hired is Xiao Wan."
"Yes and Lao."
But Wan Yunting smiled unnaturally and nodded. He was very surprised and surprised. He didn't expect that the old man he saw at Fan Liren's house yesterday was actually the head of the Ouyang family, the head of the five major families in the capital.
Sima Xuanyu at the door saw that the old head of the Ouyang family actually knew Wan Yunting. He saw the old man greeting him warmly and calling him Xiao Wan affectionately. They were very familiar with each other.
Ouyang Zhixin asked curiously: "Dad, how do you know Dr. Wan?"
Ouyang Shenhe said with a smile: "Yesterday I went to visit Lao Fan and met Xiao Wan. He is a famous young calligrapher in the art world, so we got to know each other."
"I see."
Ouyang Zhixin nodded.
Ouyang Shenhe asked Wan Yunting: "By the way, Xiao Wan, you just said there is a way to cure my granddaughter's disease. What is it?"
"Ningxiang Pills."
Wan Yunting came back to his senses and said to him: "We need Ningxiang flowers to make pills, but we need a professional alchemist to make Ningxiang pills."
"This is easy to handle."
Ouyang Shenhe said: "Didn't I mention to you yesterday that I had an illness last year and an expert cured my illness with pills? That Taoist Zhang of the Wudang Sect still lives in my house. I asked him to
If he comes over and asks, he will know."
Wan Yunting was overjoyed and said, "Master Zhang Yansong, the alchemist of the Wudang Sect?"
"Um."
Ouyang Shenhe nodded with a smile, turned around and said to the middle-aged man who came with him: "Xiao Heng, go back and invite Taoist Zhang here in person."
"yes."
The middle-aged man nodded, turned and left.
Sima Xuanyu, who was about to leave, was stunned for a moment. He thought that Wan Yunting could not find the Ningxiang Flower or the alchemist.
The result was good, Ouyang Shenhe solved everything as soon as he arrived.
This made Sima Xuanyu worried, and he prayed that Zhang Yansong, the Wudang sect pharmacist they mentioned, would never have Ningxianghua, and would never let Wan Yunting cure Ouyang Zhixin's daughter's disease...