Chapter 516 Jiang Fubao accepts a disciple

He shouldn't have poisoned her at this critical moment.

If his own father had not buried Duan in the ancestral tomb, how could he have been so angry that he lost his mind.

No matter how angry Shen Hechi was, Jiang Fubao was unaware of it.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the clinic resumed business.

There were more and more people in the streets and alleys.

At noon, Fan Yuhong and Sheng Youwei, who had not seen each other for a long time, walked through a number of medical clinics and drugstores and came to Yaoxiang Restaurant.

Many doctors and physicians were shocked when they saw Fan Yuhong.

They ran out one after another.

Followed to the outside of Jiang Fubao’s clinic.

"Little Miracle Doctor, thank you so much for saving my life!"

Sheng Youwei and Fan Yuhong knelt at the door of the clinic, immediately attracting a lot of onlookers.

"What's wrong with you? You're not feeling cold kneeling on the ground in the middle of winter."

"Didn't you hear? The doctor saved his life."

"When was this clinic opened? Why have I never seen it before?"

"You've been away from home, haven't you? This clinic has been open for a long time. I heard that the doctor here, Dr. Jiang, is the goddaughter of the county magistrate. She's only ten years old, but she's already very skilled in medicine. Many people come here for treatment."

"What? A ten-year-old doctor? Or a little girl? Am I still asleep? Say it again?"

"Believe it or not, my aunt had stomach pain for years and it was cured here."

"Shut up, I can't hear you."

"......"

These people surrounded Fan Yuhong and Sheng Youwei and gossiped about them.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, little doctor. Doctors in Lianshan Town and Chang'an Town had all predicted that my wife would not live past the New Year, but she is still alive and well, all thanks to the little doctor's superb medical skills. He is like a god descended to earth!"

Sheng Youwei was very excited.

So much so that tears welled up in my eyes.

"Oh, it's really you. I thought I had seen it wrong just now. Is your wife's illness cured?" Doctor Hu walked over with a look of surprise.

He stared at Fan Yuhong left and right, his eyes almost popping out.

Years ago, this woman had become skinny and looked like a piece of dry straw.

How come I've gained weight and have some flesh on my face after not seeing you for a while?

My complexion has also improved.

He doesn't look like a dying man at all.

"Thanks to the little miracle doctor, if it weren't for her, my wife wouldn't be alive today." Seeing the look in Doctor Hu's eyes, Sheng Youwei was extremely proud.

"Really? Hey, this little kid's medical skills are so good?" Doctor Hu was even more shocked.

Jiang Fubao, who had just finished using the toilet, heard the noise outside and hurried out.

I happened to hear the conversation between the two.

"Little miracle doctor, thank you so much for saving our lives!" When Sheng Youwei and Fan Yuhong saw Jiang Fubao, it was like they saw their dead parents.

The couple kowtowed together.

Bang, bang.

After a while, his forehead turned red.

As much as Fan Yuhong looked down on Jiang Fubao at the beginning, she is as grateful to him now.

Her face was full of regret and guilt, which even surpassed gratitude. If she could go back to the first time she met the little miracle doctor, she would definitely not say that about the little miracle doctor.

"Hurry up, the ground is cool. I see that you look much better. Have you finished taking the medicine? It's been a month. Why did you come only now?"

This time Jiang Fubao did not move aside and accepted their kowtow.

Just consider it as Fan Yuhong admitting her mistake to her.

"My mother passed away suddenly, so I was delayed. Little doctor, thank you for saving my wife." Sheng Youwei said again.

"You're welcome. I run a clinic. You come here to see a doctor, so it's my duty to treat you. It's not like you haven't paid me." Jiang Fubao smiled calmly.

She led the couple into the clinic.

Most of the people outside had dispersed.

And Doctor Hu actually followed in.

He stood beside the table, staring at Jiang Fubao who was taking his pulse.

The burning gaze made Jiang Fubao feel uncomfortable all over.

"Have you seen enough? Do you want to learn secretly?" Jiang Fubao deliberately used provocation.

Aren't older people thin-skinned and want to save face? After she said that, Dr. Hu must have felt embarrassed to stay.

"I won't learn from you secretly. I will now take you as my teacher." Hu Lushou knelt down directly.

Jiang Fubao was stunned.

"What are you doing, old man? Please don't shorten my life. You are almost the same age as my grandfather. How can I accept you as my apprentice? Stop it." Jiang Fubao was so scared that he stood up from the chair and jumped away.

Then he asked Ohzen to help him up.

"No, I really want to become your disciple. I am not good at medicine, and I have lived in vain for most of my life. Age is not a factor in becoming a disciple. I should kneel to you. Jiang Xiaoya, please accept me as your disciple."

Hu Lushou looked as if he would not get up unless Jiang Fubao agreed.

"Okay, okay, I agree. You should get up soon. The ground is cold here. Aren't you afraid of freezing your old body?" Doctor Hu would come to her clinic from time to time.

The two of them are already very familiar with each other.

Jiang Fubao knew that this man couldn't be chased away. Since he wanted to become his disciple, he would accept him as his apprentice. After all, his clinic had been open in the town for decades.

If he improves his medical skills, he will benefit the people.

"Hey, Master, I'm standing up now. Master, why were you able to cure this woman's illness? At that time, I took her pulse and found that her life span was at the end and she wouldn't live much longer. But now it seems that she can live to be as old as me." Hu Lushou brought the conversation in quickly, calling him "Master" all the time without blushing.

He is already an apprentice, so it can't be considered as learning secretly. He has to learn openly.

"I didn't cure her illness. I've said before that severe diabetes can't be cured, it can only be improved. I asked her to abstain from certain foods and take medicated food every day, combined with the medicine I prescribed. Although she stopped taking it for several days, she is doing very well.

I guess you don't eat or drink too much. It seems you value your life. I hope you can keep it up. As long as you persevere, living to 50 is not a problem. If you exercise, you can even try to live to 60."

Halfway through his speech, Jiang Fubao turned to Fan Yuhong.

"Yes, little miracle doctor, I will definitely control my diet and make sure I don't eat anything indiscriminately." Fan Yuhong was scared.

The shadow of her rotten feet haunted her like a nightmare.

She would always wake up in the middle of the night, and she was afraid that her other foot would also be rotten.

Or maybe the right foot gradually rots all the way down to the thigh until the person dies.

"The damaged part of your foot has fallen off. Although you're missing a foot, your heel is still there, and there's a little bit of the front left. With a cane, you can walk a little bit, which is better than lying in bed unable to move.

The wound has healed. As long as you don't eat or drink too much, it won't rot anymore. OK, I'll write you a prescription. Take the medicine and continue to drink it. The effect of this medicine is much lighter than before. As for the medicinal food, you can eat it or not. You can also make some light food at home. You can stop taking the medicine after drinking it until the autumn harvest."

Jiang Fubao slid his right hand and wrote densely packed words on the paper.

"I'll get the medicine from you. I don't trust anyone else." Sheng Youwei answered without waiting for Jiang Fubao to ask.