"No, no, today's the one." Lin Fang said quickly.
"I'll pay for it. I can get you a great price." Song Ziyan said with a grin.
"Yes, her aunt's restaurant has great prices." Xiao Chen said with a smile, "and her family is a loan shark, so they don't need to worry about the meal."
In this case, Lin Fang will not argue anymore.
After ringing the bell to call the waiter, Song Ziyan ordered: "Old rules, you know."
"Okay, miss, please wait." The waiter nodded with a smile.
"Song Ziyan, tell me the truth, is your family really a moneylender?" Xiao Chen wondered, "Are all your relatives' businesses so high-end?"
"Yes, they made their fortune by lending money, and then some of my relatives changed their careers." Song Ziyan said seriously.
"Well, it's unbelievable." Xiao Chen said helplessly. He clearly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
The dishes came quickly and the group ate and chatted. Since they were of similar age, they could always find something to talk about.
When the meal was almost over, a woman in the restaurant hurriedly picked up her bag and was about to go out.
"Aunt, where are you going?" Song Ziyan hurriedly went to meet her.
This was her aunt Song Li. She was in a hurry, as if she had something urgent to do.
"Zi Yan, I can't accompany you today. Your cousin is in trouble. The doctors in the hospital are helpless." Song Li said anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Song Ziyan was surprised.
"They say he was too frightened. Now he's in the hospital with a high fever, talking nonsense, and even in shock." Song Li wiped her tears anxiously.
"The hospital consultation couldn't find a cause. I'm urgently trying to contact the experts in Yanjing."
"Auntie, don't worry. I am Song Ziyan's classmate, and this is my friend, the successor of Lin's classic prescriptions." Xiao Chen pulled Lin Fang out.
"Maybe we can help."
"Lin Fang? Are you the little medicine king? Old Lin's grandson?" Song Li was overjoyed.
"Yes, don't worry, tell me about his situation, maybe I can give it a try." Lin Fang nodded.
Lin Fang comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and is also a medical genius.
He is most interested in difficult and complicated diseases, especially since he has recently received medical teachings from a Taoist priest, and his skills have improved by leaps and bounds.
This just happened to be the opportunity, so why shouldn't he go?
"Doctor Lin, this is the case. My child doesn't study hard and insists on being an adventure anchor."
Song Li had a worried look on her face: "The day before yesterday, I went to Fenghungou in the suburbs with my classmates to live broadcast in the middle of the night."
"After he came back, he slept for a whole day and night. We thought he was tired and didn't pay much attention to it."
"Who knew he started having a high fever and talking nonsense yesterday? We rushed him to the hospital, but his condition got worse."
"Now the experts have consulted, but they can't explain the cause. What should I do?"
"How could you go to a place like Fenghungou?" Lin Fang was surprised: "That place is famous for being a ghost ditch."
"And not far from that place was a mass grave during the Republic of China era."
"Doctor Lin, do you mean that he, he is possessed by evil spirits?" Song Li was surprised.
"No, no, there's no such thing as evil spirits in traditional Chinese medicine." Lin Fang waved his hand. "But places like funeral homes and cemeteries, because so many people have passed away, tend to breed negative energy."
"Traditional Chinese medicine believes that frequently staying in places with strong yin energy will cause an imbalance in the body's yin and yang."
"Besides, he went there in the middle of the night, so the consequences would be more serious. This situation should be caused by panic disorder."
"Auntie, go and see him first. No matter how good a doctor is, he can't do anything without seeing the patient." Xiao Chen said.
"Okay, let's go. Thank you." Song Li did not dare to delay and quickly took a few people into the car and rushed to the hospital.
Renli Hospital is one of the best private hospitals in Jiangcheng.
It was a separate ward, and a boy of fifteen or sixteen was lying on the bed.
He is Song Ziyan's cousin Duan Weiyi.
Now he is lying on the hospital bed. The air conditioner in the room has been turned to the highest temperature. Everyone who enters is sweating all over his forehead.
But he was wrapped in a quilt, his face was pale and he was shivering.
At the same time, the attending physician and several experts are discussing the treatment plan.
Seeing Song Li coming, the attending doctor hurried over and said, "Ms. Song, your son's condition has changed. I recommend that you transfer him to another hospital immediately."
"Transfer to which hospital? What hospital? What's wrong with him now?" Song Li was shocked.
"You'd better go and take a look yourself." The attending doctor said helplessly.
Song Li ran over quickly: "Yiyi, what's wrong with you? I'm your mother."
"Don't come over!" Duan Weiyi suddenly roared.
He sat up suddenly, wrapped himself in a quilt, and huddled in the corner.
All while screaming, "Don't touch me, don't touch me."
"I'm your mother, what's wrong with you?" Song Li stopped quickly.
"Weiyi, I'm your cousin, don't be afraid." Song Ziyan held her aunt, looking nervous.
However, Duan Weiyi suddenly knelt on the bed with a thud, and his voice changed: "Master, I am just a singer, please spare me."
"How about I sing a song for you?"
He then began to drawl into a long operatic melody: "Chunxiang... How can you know how beautiful spring is without visiting the gardens?"
"So, all the colorful flowers are now left to the dilapidated wells and ruins..."
The long opera tune actually captured the twists and turns and sorrow of the Republic of China tunes.
"Yiyi, don't scare Mom." Song Li was so scared that she started crying. She cried, "What's going on?"
"Xiao, Xiao Chen, my cousin... is possessed by evil spirits?" Song Ziyan was also frightened and pale.
Yes, a high school student who is usually uneducated likes to live broadcast his adventures.
Spend a night in the famous Ghost Valley, and suddenly come back knowing how to sing?
Isn't this a ghost possessing him?
"What is Xiao Chen singing?" Lin Fang was also confused.
"Kunqu Opera, The Peony Pavilion." Xiao Chen listened and said, "It's pretty good."
"Okay, you find a way to hold him down, and I have to perform acupuncture." Lin Fang carried silver needles with him, and he quickly took out the needle bag and spread it on the table.
"What's going on with him?" Xiao Chen asked in a daze.
"External pathogens, internal damp heat, plus shock, and the imbalance of yin and yang energy leading to wind shock." Lin Fang took out the silver needles: "You hold him down, I'll apply the needles."
"Okay." Xiao Chen rubbed his hands ready.
"Wait a minute, who are you?" The attending physician felt like he was in trouble.
At least there are a few experts here, and he is also a famous internist.
What's wrong with these two young people? Do they take these people seriously?
"Lin Fang, my grandfather is Lin Tianfang." Lin Fang raised his head with a bit of pride.
"The successor of the Jingfang School?" An expert looked at Lin Fang in surprise.
"That's right." Lin Fang said, "It's too late, help quickly."
Xiao Chen seized the opportunity, pounced forward, and pinned Duan Weiyi down.
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