Chapter 277
Jin Chaochao nodded, "I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner. Do you have anything to ask me?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said politely: "Our master would like to ask you to come to our house and treat our young master."
Jin Chaochao raised an eyebrow, "Which family are you from?"
"Our master is the richest man in Weicheng. As long as you can save our young master, you will definitely get some benefits."
Jin Chaochao glanced at the stall behind him and said, "How about you leave me your address and we can come to your door after we close the stall?"
The man smiled and said, "Girl, don't refuse. I'll send someone to clean up the stall for you."
Seeing that the other party's attitude was so firm, Jin Chaochao took Yan's mother and Fu Xiaoan into the luxury car.
The middle-aged man is the butler of the richest man in Weicheng.
On the way, he told Jin Chaochao honestly why he came here.
She provided free medical consultations and gave medicine to the elderly who could not afford it. Word of this reached the ears of the richest man.
The richest man was afraid that she was a liar and had harmed the people of Weicheng, so he sent the most authoritative professor of traditional Chinese medicine in the city hospital to investigate.
The professor of traditional Chinese medicine stopped the person who was asking for medicine at the intersection, took the person's pulse again, and looked at the medicinal materials sent by Jin Chaochao.
Upon seeing this, the professor of Traditional Chinese Medicine was stunned on the spot.
Jin Chaochao's prescriptions were very clever in their use of medicine. He had seen many of them for the first time, but he could tell that the prescriptions were reasonable and could cure the patient's illness.
Especially the medicinal materials sent by Jin Chaochao, their quality is many times better than those on the market.
There were even many precious medicinal materials in it, including decades-old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum, Astragalus, etc., which made him jealous.
So the professor of traditional Chinese medicine immediately reported Jin Chaochao's condition to the richest man, "This girl's medical skills are definitely better than mine. The herbs she gave away are unaffordable for ordinary people. She is really doing good deeds. Why don't you invite her to your home to treat the young master. Regardless of whether she can be cured or not, there is always a glimmer of hope."
So there was this scene where the housekeeper came to invite Jin Chaochao.
The richest man in Weicheng is named Yang.
Yang Ci'en was also a kind-hearted person in the city. After he became rich, he donated money to build roads and gave alms everywhere. Many people in Weicheng had benefited from his kindness.
The car stopped in front of Yang's house.
The housekeeper got out of the car first and opened the door for them.
"Miss Jin, please come in!" The butler said respectfully.
Jin Chaochao brought Yan's mother in.
Fu Xiaoan followed behind, looking at the huge, luxuriously decorated villa, and couldn't help but be amazed.
As expected of the richest man in Weicheng, his villa is furnished entirely with mahogany furniture and there are several world-famous paintings hanging in the house.
As soon as they entered the door, a middle-aged man in his sixties came out and greeted them with a smile, "Miss Jin, please excuse me for disturbing you."
Jin Chaochao politely replied, "I am a doctor. How can I blame a patient for something he wants?"
"Hahaha, Miss Jin is a straightforward person. Please come in and have a cup of tea. We can chat slowly."
Come and sit on the sofa in the living room.
The servants at home brought some fragrant tea. Jin Chaochao was thirsty, so she drank a cup of tea before looking up and asking, "How is your young master's condition? Can you take me to see him?"
Yang Ci'en sighed, "Miss Jin just arrived, so take a rest first. As for this illness, it has been six or seven years. When he was twenty years old, he suddenly had a high fever. Since then, his health has been getting worse year by year. He has taken many medicines but none of them worked."
Jin Chaochao nodded, "What caused the sudden high fever?"
"Getting wet in the rain!" Yang Ci'en frowned, as if he was about to say something but stopped. "Young man, you are willing to die for a little love. In fact, it's quite embarrassing to talk about this matter. If it were someone else, I would definitely not tell it."
Jin Chaochao raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I won't gossip about you."
"When my son was 20 years old, he fell in love with a girl. They were together for a while, but the girl insisted on breaking up with him. He couldn't let her go, so he got drunk and ran outside. It happened to be a rainstorm, and he got wet all night. When he came back, he had a high fever for three days. From then on, his weak body could not lift anything, his shoulders could not carry anything, and he ate less. He lost weight visibly."
Speaking of this, the old father burst into tears, feeling so sorry for his son.
If you suffer from an illness for seven years, even the best of health will be worn out.
"Have you seen a doctor? What did the doctor say?" Jin Chaochao asked.
Yang Ci'en said: "The doctor said that the high fever destroyed his immune system. He could only be replenished slowly with various delicious foods. Now that so much time has passed, there is no improvement at all. His health is now so poor that he is gasping for breath every three steps and even getting out of bed has become a problem."
The Yang family was very particular. They served Jin Chaochao a second cup of tea and also brought her lots of snacks and fruits.
After Jin Chaochao had almost finished eating, he took him upstairs to see the patient.
The young master Yang Tianzhen was lying on the bed, covered in the quilt, without revealing any of his bulk.
The weather today is not too cold, but he is covered with a thick quilt. If you didn’t see a thin head sticking out, who would have known that there was a person lying under the quilt!
Jin Chaochao walked forward and heard the patient's shallow breathing. His breath was indeed very weak.
She took his wrist and felt his pulse.
Yang Tianzhen's pulse was weak. His long-term illness had damaged all his internal organs, especially his gastrointestinal problems.
If he continues like this, within two or three years, he will have exhausted his life and run out of energy.
She put down the patient's dry hands, covered him with the quilt again, and turned to Yang Ci'en and said, "If his illness was easy to cure six years ago, he would probably need one or two years to recover now."
Yang Ci'en was stunned on the spot, "You mean, my son can still be saved?"
Jin Chaochao nodded, "I have all the herbs you need, but they are not cheap."
His energy is so weak that you can't supplement him too much at the beginning. You have to change the prescription step by step. It's best to treat him slowly.
"I'm willing to pay any amount as long as my son can be saved." Yang Ci'en's eyes turned red with joy.
Jin Chaochao came to the living room to write the prescription and prepare the medicine.
Before writing, she asked again: "Did you give him a blood transfusion to keep him alive?"
"How do you know?" Mr. Yang was not hiding it on purpose, but he couldn't find a chance to speak.
"His breath is mixed and his face is colorful. Blood transfusion can only keep him normal for a few days, but his body will be weaker afterwards." Jin Chaochao sighed, "Don't do this again. Treating an illness requires not only medicine, but also healing the heart. After so long, he has suffered enough torture. I think he can let go of his feelings."
She had just shown him that he had betrayed the girl in his previous life, so he deserved this misfortune in this life.
She prescribed him some medicine, telling him to get through it and he would be fine.
The medicine that Jin Chaochao gave was naturally sixty-year-old ginseng.
"I'll give you three months' supply of medicine. When you're almost done with it, remember to bring him to my home for a checkup." After Jin Chaochao wrote the prescription, she asked Yan's mother to get the medicine prepared.
She took out her business card and handed it to Yang Ci'en, "This is my address. Remember to call me before you go."
The address she gave was the best in the world.
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