Qian Lai scratched his head embarrassedly.
"That's not necessarily true."
Lin Fan turned around and said to his mother, "Auntie, are you feeling well?"
"Thank you for your concern. I'm in good health."
Li Xiangcui nodded and said, "Doctor Lin, please take a look at my son."
"No need to look."
Lin Fan waved his hand.
"Doctor Lin, what does this mean?"
"Didn't you say before that you could cure my illness?"
"I spent the whole morning queuing up, why can't I watch it?"
Qian Lai's face froze and he asked in panic.
"Yes... Doctor Lin."
"I beg you to have mercy on me and let my son see me!"
Old lady Li Xiangcui was also very anxious.
He was almost about to kneel down and kowtow to Lin Fan.
"Auntie, please don't misunderstand."
"I said there's no need to see it because I already know his illness clearly."
"So, I've already figured out how to prepare the medicine."
Lin Fan said seriously.
"real?"
Li Xiangcui said in surprise.
"Of course it's true."
Lin Fan took out a prescription he had prepared long ago and handed it to A Lai. "Just follow the instructions on this prescription. Take it once a month and take it for three months."
Qian Lai was overwhelmed when he saw the densely packed words and dosage on the prescription.
"Thank you, Dr. Lin!"
Qian Lai said bitterly, "But... if I get these medicines, it will cost a lot of money, right?"
"The medicine costs about 2,000 yuan a month."
Lin Fan made a rough estimate.
"More than 2,000 yuan?"
Qian Lai widened his eyes.
"Doctor Lin, can you make it cheaper?"
"My family is really poor and can't afford this kind of money."
Li Xiangcui said anxiously.
Her stinky tofu stall has a sometimes good and sometimes bad business.
Roughly speaking, it’s just over a thousand yuan a month.
Since my son Qianlai doesn't have a job, his food, clothing, housing and transportation are also quite expensive.
Moreover, his gambling addiction had already emptied his family's resources...
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