"You said simply, do you want to have children and whether you can have children, are they the same concept?"
"If someone doesn't want children now, it doesn't mean they will never want children in the future. What if they change their mind?" Mrs. Wang said.
"Aren't you being arrogant? We don't intend to hide these things from others. We must think carefully before making a decision!" Mayor Wang said.
"What you said is nice. Besides, my daughter used to have so many boys chasing her. Ever since she was in junior high school, many boys have written love letters to her, so she doesn't have to worry about anyone chasing her."
"Based on our family's conditions, your position, and Qianqian's appearance, even if she cannot have children, she can still recruit a large number of people as sons-in-law. But now Qianqian is not only infertile, her body also needs to be recuperated, and
Because of the extensive trauma to the body and the areas where surgery was performed, a lot of scars were left..."
Mrs. Wang did not continue. She knew that she should not say this in front of her daughter, but these were indeed real problems that had to be faced.
Let alone others, even Wang Qianqian herself cannot imagine what her body will look like in the future...
Mayor Wang also fell silent.
He is also a man, so naturally he understands men’s thoughts best!
As a man, who doesn’t like beautiful women?
My wife is right, her daughter Qianqian is a beauty. If she had not been disfigured, even if she was infertile, there would probably be a lot of people coming to her...
But now, my daughter’s body is covered with scars and centipede-like traces left after the operation. I’m afraid not many people can accept it. Even if she can barely find a partner based on her current status, I’m afraid it’s just a perfect match but a distant one.
, it is impossible for my own daughter to get true happiness...
Wang Qianqian also knew very well in her heart that when she thought that she might have to live a miserable life in the future, or to live with a person who seemed to be incompatible with her, she felt that her whole life was meaningless. Instead of living like this, it would be better to die.
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"Mayor Wang, Mrs. Wang, I can't make a judgment on whether your daughter will be able to have children in the future, but I should still be able to do something about the trauma on the surface of the body..." Fang Jun said.
He has a bottle of Grade A repair ointment in his hand, which is specially used to treat scars on the surface skin of the body. After using this medicine, eliminating scars should not be a problem.
"What? You help my daughter remove the scar?" Mayor Wang heard this and grabbed Fang Jun's hands.
Whether Wang Qianqian can heal all her injuries is the key to whether Wang Qianqian can live a happy life in the future...
"I can give it a try, it should work wonders." Fang Jun said.
"Fang Jun, you can't talk nonsense. Wang Qianqian's condition has been confirmed by the provincial hospital. Even the provincial hospital can't do anything about it. And according to the above test report, I'm afraid only some foreign private medical institutions can do it.
It is possible to cure it, our country does not have the ability..." Meng Qingying said hurriedly.
The person in front of him is the mayor, and the person lying on the bed is the mayor's daughter. If he makes a guarantee here and cannot be cured by then, then Fang Junke will be in misery. He lives in Yuncheng City and offends her.
If you become the mayor of Yuncheng, it’s no wonder that life will be easier in the future...
"Qingying, don't worry, I have personally diagnosed Wang Qianqian's condition, so it is very clear." Fang Jun said.
"You don't have any ancestral secret recipe that can eliminate skin scars, right?" Meng Qingying asked.
"Hey, how did you know?" Fang Jun said in surprise.
This A-level repair ointment cannot appear for no reason. Fang Jun really wants to pass it off as an ancestral ointment...
"Tch, your pulse-suspending method, and the traditional Chinese medicine method for treating my cousin's mental illness, aren't they all passed down from our ancestors? I'm used to them... I really want to ask you, how many of these methods have been passed down from our ancestors in your family?
Is it a good thing?" Meng Qingying rolled her eyes and said.
"Hehe..." Fang Jun giggled and said nothing.
How do you want him to answer at this time?
Say it’s gone? Then what will you do to smooth things over in the future if you get something good that can be used to treat a disease?
Is it possible to still look at the patient lying there and not try to save him?
If there are more, Meng Qingying then asked, what are they, how do you want Fang Jun to answer...
So, he could only giggle...
"ancestral heritage? What ancestral heritage? What's going on? Doctor Fang, can you really cure the scars on Qianqian's body?" Mayor Wang's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Jun with excitement.
Mrs. Wang also had a look of expectation, and even Wang Qianqian, who had despaired of the world, quietly revealed her little head...
"It's like this. My ancestors have been imperial doctors for several generations, so some family medical skills have been passed down. Among them is a method that may be able to solve the scar problem on Wang Qianqian's body." Fang Jun said.
"Is there a way? Do you really have a way? How to cure it?" Mayor Wang was so happy that he almost went crazy...
"It's like this. My family has a box of secret ointment passed down from our ancestors. It was made by our ancestors' royal doctors. It is specially used to eliminate scars. It was originally used by the empresses and princesses in the harem. It is very precious. Maybe it will be good for Wang Qianqian's body.
It helps." Fang Jun said.
"What? A box of ointment passed down from ancestors? I would like to ask, Doctor Fang, how many years has this box of ointment been handed down?" Mayor Wang stopped his excitement...
If the ointment was made recently, it may still be useful, but if it is passed down from ancestors, especially if it was made by the ancestors' imperial doctors. It has been more than a hundred years since the last feudal dynasty fell. If the imperial doctors at that time made it with their own hands, even if the dynasty has perished.
He was not dead at that time, and the ointment had been in use for at least seventy or eighty years...
Are you sure the ointment is still useful after such a long time?
Are you sure you're not kidding me?
Mayor Wang felt angry...
"Well, I don't know. Anyway, that's what my grandfather told me. It must have been hundreds of years ago..." Fang Jun said with an embarrassed look on his face.
Obviously, he has also thought about this problem. Medicines also have a shelf life.
Even now, there are no drugs with a shelf life of hundreds of years, let alone drugs from that era...
But he must say this, otherwise after he cures Wang Qianqian, if such a patient comes again, the A-level repair ointment is used up, and he is asked to treat the disease, what will he use to treat the disease...
"Fang Jun, okay, stop talking. Mayor Wang, I'm really sorry. Fang Jun has been too tired to treat my cousin these two days..." Meng Qingying apologized quickly.
"Oh, forget it, I don't blame him, he also has good intentions. Fang Jun, your ancestors only handed down the ointment, but don't you have the method of making the ointment?" Mayor Wang asked with a hopeful look on his face.
"No, no, only ointment..." Fang Jun shook his head.
Mayor Wang and Mrs. Wang looked disappointed when they heard this, and Wang Qianqian got into bed again and started crying... (To be continued)