Qiao Lian'er stopped: "Dr. Chen, is something wrong with my older cousin?"
Dr. Chen waved his hand: "Your brother's condition is getting better and better, so don't worry."
When he was first brought in, his breathing was weak and intermittent, but now it is at least stable.
"And that Dr. Chen is—"
Dr. Chen looked at the thin, small girl in front of him. She was only about eight years old, but it seemed that she was making decisions for the family, and the Qiao family listened to her.
She possesses a composure rarely seen at her age.
The old doctor was amazed; he had never seen a young girl in charge before.
“Little girl, I won’t beat around the bush with you. To be honest, when your brother was first brought here, I only had a slight chance of survival. If he develops a high fever that won’t go down, I’ll have to remind you to prepare for the worst.”
“But after you gave your brother water, his body temperature quickly dropped and his breathing stabilized.”
Qiao Lian'er now understood what the doctor was going to say. She said, "Perhaps my elder brother was not destined to die. He is a lucky man. There are even cases of people coming back from the dead, let alone my elder brother who still has a breath left."
"I don't find anything strange about it."
As she said this, Dr. Chen observed her silently, as if trying to figure out if she was lying.
However, Qiao Lian'er was very relaxed, as if it were a natural thing.
"The water I used was drawn from the well behind the clinic. If it really had miraculous effects, you would have known about it long ago."
"Dr. Chen, I'm getting ready to go home."
The fewer people who know about what she has, the better, to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Dr. Chen was unwilling to give up: "Young lady, I have been practicing medicine for decades and I am confident in my experience. In your brother's case, even if our clinic does its best to save him, it will take one or two days to achieve the desired effect."
"I trust my judgment; you must have given your brother something."
"You have the secret recipe."
“Young lady, I implore you to bring out the secret formula, because every year quite a few patients die from high fever, and they need their temperature brought down as quickly as possible,” Dr. Chen said.
"As a doctor, I feel really guilty that I can't cure them."
"Such as colds, headaches, and stomach aches, medication can be used to treat them temporarily, but high fever is the most dangerous thing."
Qiao Lian'er knew that Doctor Chen was referring to a high fever, not a regular fever.
When the fever reaches over 40 degrees Celsius, the entire immune system is mobilized to fight it, causing various imbalances and making it easy to die.
“If you provide the secret formula to the clinic, we are willing to pay a high price to buy it,” Dr. Chen added.
"Yes, I can exchange it for money," Qiao Lian'er thought, then fell silent for a moment.
It was her silence that made Dr. Chen even more certain of his thoughts.
His gaze became even more earnest.
"Dr. Chen, I'll go home first. My elderly relatives are waiting for me. I'll come back tomorrow, and we'll talk then."
Because Qiao Lian'er wasn't sure how much she could sell or how she could sell it.
"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."
“Little girl, if you are willing to make the secret recipe public and save countless lives, you will have done a great deed.”
Qiao Lian'er drove the carriage away from the county town, pondering this matter the whole way.
When we arrived at the village, night had just fallen.
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