The beautiful woman and the middle-aged woman were shocked. Even Secretary Zhang, who had been mentally prepared, could not help but open his mouth wide.

Please, even those doctor Zhang, who cheated people to death, don’t deserve their lives, at least they have packaged themselves with a fairy-like appearance and look pretty. What’s the point of you, a little boy?

"Grandpa, is he the doctor you hired?" The beautiful woman pointed at Fang Hong in surprise. It was not that she couldn't see Fang Hong's transcendent position, but that she really couldn't believe that the thin man in front of her who was a few years younger than herself was the miracle doctor who could cure her uncle in the words of grandpa and old Song!

"Xiao Jing, don't be rude!" Xiao Hanyi's face darkened: "This is Dr. Fang who is here to treat your uncle's illness!"

Fang Hong smiled indifferently. He disdained the suspicious eyes of the world. It was just a group of ordinary people, and it was normal to have eyes but no beads.

Fang Hong walked slowly to Song Hanchi's bedside and looked at the special patient.

"Doctor Fang... Hello." Song Hanchi smiled with difficulty.

Although he didn't have any confidence in this young boy, he didn't want to embarrass his father and father-in-law too much.

Fang Hong nodded slightly, as a gift to return.

Seeing this, Xiao Mei, Xiao Jing, and Secretary Zhang couldn't help but change their faces.

This person is very young and has a strong standpoint! Doesn’t he know the patient’s identity?

"Shaonan, what's going on?" Xiao Jing pulled Song Shaonan aside and asked quietly.

Young Master Song shrugged with laughter and cry, but he really didn't know where to start.

"When did he get sick?" Fang Hong asked.

"Half a month ago." Although he was a little unhappy, Xiao Mei replied immediately: "That night, Han Chi came back from the city entrepreneur exchange meeting and said he was a little dizzy. I thought he was drunk at the time and didn't care. Unexpectedly, his condition became worse the next day, and he couldn't even get out of bed, and his skin was a little red."

Fang Hong nodded and looked at Song Wuji and Song Hanchi again: "What about your inspection results?"

The two elders looked ashamed, and Song Wuji said: "From the pulse, the patient only showed weak Qi and blood, and there was no specific disease. After instrument examination and blood analysis, the result was that the patient had progressive anemia of unknown reasons. Because of the continuous anemia, the patient's body became weaker and weaker, and the organs and organs were in danger of failure. We have been trying to treat the patient with various methods of treating anemia, but unfortunately they were ineffective."

"Lao Song and I, as well as many experts in the province, have visited it and they all think it is anemia, but no one can tell the cause of the disease, and we cannot find an effective treatment." Xiao Hanyi said helplessly.

Fang Hong nodded, with a hint of solemnity on his face: "His problem is a bit tricky."

Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi's faces suddenly changed.

If even Dr. Fang can’t help, then Song Hanchi will be really in vain!

Fang Hong waved his hand: "You don't have to be nervous. Although I can't cure his illness immediately, I'm still sure to control the condition."

Only then did the two elders of Song and Xiao turn their worries into joy. Being able to control their illness is already excellent news for them. After all, winning time is equivalent to winning hope!

"Then there will be a doctor in the labor camp!" Song Wuji said excitedly.

Fang Hong raised his eyebrows at Song Shaonan: "Four treasures in the study."

I was sick! Song Shaonan complained in his heart that he brought a ballpoint pen and a piece of white paper.

Fang Hong smiled: "Do you have ears or head problems? The four treasures of the study are pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

Song Shaonan dared not have an attack and went out with a dark face.

More than ten minutes later, Song Shaonan came back with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Song Wuji personally ground the ink, and Xiao Hanyi brought the brush with both hands.

Fang Hong took the pen, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote a prescription on the paper in one go.

"That's it. I will notify you if I find a cure." Dr. Fang put his pen aside.

"How long will it take to wait?" A sudden voice sounded, and it turned out to be the man in the suit, Secretary Zhang.

Surprisingly, he didn't care about the other party's rudeness, Fang Hong said relaxedly: "Maybe two or three days? Maybe it will take a little longer, I can't say it."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back, leaving everyone with a very pretentious back.

"Shaonan, send Dr. Fang back to the clinic." Song Wuji hurriedly ordered.

As soon as Fang Hong walked out of the ward, Xiao Jing was already eager to pick up the prescription and looked carefully over and over again. Every time he looked, his face looked a little ugly.

"What prescription is this? The pharmacology and the compatibility are completely inconsistent, and it's simply incomprehensible! He is really a doctor?"

Xiao Hanyi couldn't help but give her granddaughter a blank look and thought to myself that the prescription prescribed by Dr. Fang last time, Lao Song and I had studied it for several days and nights before we could barely see a little mystery. If you little girl can understand the beauty of it, then my grandfather would have to change my words and call you Master!

"Dad, father-in-law, do you really want to use this recipe?" Song Hanchi's wife Xiao Mei said worriedly.

She came from a medical family and Xiao Mei was quite versatile with pharmacology. She read the prescription several times and felt that Xiao Jing said it was light and it was completely nonsense!

"Use it, of course!" Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi said in unison.

"It's better to have hope... than to have no hope." Song Hanchi also struggled to say.

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On the way back to the clinic, Fang Hong and Song Shaonan did not speak for a long time.

"You didn't take the medicine I prescribed for you!" Fang Hong broke the silence first.

Song Shaonan was stunned: "How do you know?"

"How come you didn't know that your situation has improved at all, and there is a tendency to aggravate."

Song Shaonan still said stubbornly: "Hmph, don't pretend to be a god!"

Fang Hong smiled and said, "It is your freedom to take the medicine I prescribed, but as the saying goes, the doctor's parents' hearts, I still want to remind you that in this situation, the inability to give birth to a child is just the beginning, and then there will be kidney deficiency, premature ejaculation, and in the end it will not be humane."

Song Shaonan's hand holding the square plate trembled suddenly, but he quickly recovered from calmness: "Your diagnosis may be accurate, but this does not mean that you are the only one in the world who can cure me, right?"

Fang Hong shrugged indifferently: "Maybe there is, you can try it, but you should try it as soon as possible, because traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the prescription of diagnosis and prescription, and that prescription will be invalid in a month. You have to come and ask me again. If you don't bother, I'm upset."

"Don't worry, if you cure my second uncle this time, I, Song Shaonan, knelt down and called your grandfather, otherwise, I promise that your broken clinic will disappear on the earth forever!"

(I was very excited to see someone urging me to update the book review area. I checked it. This person did not vote for me, but I still chose to believe it. The main thing is to thank the readers who supported me these days, so I tried to add another chapter (I typing at a speed of 500 per hour)! Wujing is like the old sand of Journey to the West, honestly, a migrant worker, a migrant worker, you know, I don’t ask you to reward me with Qidian coins to buy Red Bull to replenish your physical strength. I just want you to vote for a recommendation vote after reading it every time, leave a message in the book review, create an atmosphere, comfort my lonely heart, enrich my spiritual world, praise me, and also welcome me. This will help me grasp the direction of writing in a timely manner. This is very important! Thank you everyone!)
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