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Su Haoyi and their carriage were stopped as soon as they left the city and pointed out that they were asked to see a doctor.

"I don't know what the patient's symptoms are? Where is the person?" Mo Tong asked.

His son came out to practice medicine, and patients were treated naturally.

"Are you a doctor?" The man glanced at Mo Tong.

"Look at what you said, I'm just a servant." The other party looked arrogant, and Mo Tong was not angry.

"Then it's not your turn to ask," the man sneered, "I can't tell you."

Su Haoyi had already picked the curtain of the car and looked out through the gap.

"Boy in the car, how about you talking?" The man raised his chin and spoke directly to the person in the car.

Sima Lan got out of the car, and Su Haoyi followed closely.

"I heard you came from Xianyuan Mountain?" The man looked at Sima Lantai and Su Haoyi, and tried his best to cover up the stunning look in his eyes.

"I don't know what the patient's symptoms are?" Sima Lantai asked.

"At first, I just coughed, phlegm and asthma, but later I gradually lost weight and didn't think about eating. I coughed for a long time and felt thin and my chest was stuffy. I woke up every day when I was ugly, and I couldn't hold my breath. Gradually, my hands could not be raised and my feet could not be able to move." The man said that the symptoms were extremely fluent, as was known to me.

"Can you please take the pulse?" Sima Lantai's brow frowned slightly.

The man said again about the pulse.

"How long has it been since we can't move?" Sima Lantai asked again.

"It's been more than a month." The man replied.

"This person is terminally ill." Sima Lantai said: "It is difficult to treat. If it is early in the onset, there is still 50% hope."

"There is another person with the same symptoms as him. He just started to have an illness. I wonder if you can go and see it?" the man asked again.

"It's OK." Sima Lantai did not refuse: "It just needs to look at the source of medicine."

"Then you just follow me, right ahead." The man said, turning around and leading the way.

Su Haoyi felt that his back was familiar with him for no reason. While looking at him, he asked Sima Lantai: "Senior Brother, what disease is this? You are only 50% sure."

"According to the symptoms and pulse he mentioned, it should be lung goiter," Sima Lantai said: "This disease is difficult to cure. If it is in the early stage, five out of ten can be cured, and if it is in the late stage, it will not be cured."

"Wait!" Su Haoyi grabbed Sima Lantai: "I remember who he is."

"Who?" Sima Nantai didn't know why she was so excited.

And the man in front also stopped and turned to look at her.

"I wonder what advice do you have for senior?" Su Haoyi walked to the man and bowed. Although the time was short, she had already found the back in her memory.

It was the madman they just came here to see in the restaurant - Huang Tingli.

"Do you know who I am?" The man looked unhappy.

"Senior Huang, you are also a disciple from Xianyuan Mountain, so I will call you Senior." Su said kindly: "Why don't you tell me about it?"

"What's there to tell me?" Huang Tingli looked disdainful: "I also heard that you cured Miss Leng's disease, so I specially tested you to see if the disciples in Xianyuan Mountain are now beyond their ambitions."

Su Haoyi had heard the restaurant owner introduce the doctor Huang Tingli, who said that he had become crazy since his son left.

His son has been dead for many years, but he is still resentful. Whenever he meets someone with good medical skills, he will take out his son's illness and make things difficult for him.

Obviously, to this day, he has not been able to find a way to save his son.

This has become a knot in his heart. If he doesn't untie it, he will die with his eyes open.

"It turns out that he is Senior Huang, so he is disrespectful." Sima Lantai also bowed to Huang Tingli. No matter what, he is his own senior. Sima Lantai still cares about the friendship between his classmates.

"You don't have to be so polite. You just want to treat this disease." Huang Tingli obviously had no intention of reminiscing about the past.

"The son has passed away for many years. I can't take his pulse. What I said is nothing more than empty talk." Sima Lantai said.

"Although the person is gone, the disease is still there." Huang Tingli did not let them go at all: "If I just need to prescribe the prescription, there will naturally be a way to test whether it is useful."

"Senior brother, let's forget it." Su Haoyi whispered to Sima Lantai quietly: "This Senior Huang seems to be not very clear-headed, and the patient is gone, so it's important for us to hurry up."

To be honest, she felt a little upset. I still remember that the hotel owner once said that Huang Tingli had caused a life lawsuit, but later he spent all his property and redeemed him.

If he and Sima Lantai have a dispute over the debate and make any extreme actions, it would be awful.

"It's okay, let him go and see it." Sima Lantai was not afraid: "Although he has not been able to cure this disease, he has been working hard on it for so many years and has learned a lot more than others. If you discuss it with him, you will definitely gain something."

Sima Lantai said so, and Su Haoyi couldn't say anything else.

Originally, Huang Tingli was invited to get on the car, but he insisted on walking in front. Su Haoyi Sima Lantai didn't get on the car, and Mo Tong led the horse, and several people walked down.

Huang Tingli now lives in a farmhouse, two small thatched huts, and raises a few chickens and ducks, and is cleaned up.

His wife, Yu, saw someone coming from home, hurried to open the door.

Huang Tingli didn't even look at her, and directly let Sima Lantai and Su Haoyi into the house.

Then Yu brought in two cups of tea and retreated silently.

Huang Tingli took out a thick stack of prescriptions from the doctor's box at the bedside and placed them on the table for Sima Lantai to see.

"Since my son was five years old, I realized that he had a disease in his lungs." Huang Tingli couldn't help but cry with grief when he mentioned his son: "Since then, I have prescribed medicine for him. The prescriptions have been changed countless times, and all of them are made of precious medicinal herbs. Unfortunately, the course of the disease was only slowed down and it still could not be eradicated."

When he said that, Sima Lantai picked up the prescriptions and looked at them carefully.

Su Haoyi couldn't understand it very much. He was just a beginner. He had not yet remembered the names of the medicinal materials and could not understand the prescription at all.

"These prescriptions are generally good," Sima Lantai said after reading them all: "It's just that you still need to use dialectical medicine to see what the patient is doing."

"Wait a minute, I'll show it to you." Huang Tingli said, getting up and going to another room, and soon brought in a box.

The box is made of crystal, and there is something soaked inside, and the color is very strange.

Huang Tingli put the box on the table and opened the lid.

A disgusting smell hit her face, and Su Haoyi couldn't help but cover her mouth and rushed out.
Chapter completed!