Destiny Little Crazy Concubine

Chapter 285 Pretending to be a Patient

"Miss, my grandfather, is he—" Seeing Feng Qing's face, Qi Anze suddenly understood, pursed his lips forcefully, and asked with difficulty.

Feng Qingyan nodded apologetically: "I'm sorry."

Qi Anze shook his head: "Anze is already very grateful that the eldest lady can come here. It's just that Grandpa really—?"

"There is really no other way." Feng Qingyan stretched out her hand to close the skirt of the old man's shirt, straightened the quilt, and said, "I can prescribe a prescription, which can reduce the pain of the old man."

"Then there will be Miss Lao." Qi Anze opened the cabinet, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed them on the table.

Feng Qingyan sat at the table and began to write the prescription.

"Miss..." Qi Anze couldn't help but speak again.

"Huh? Feel free to ask any questions." Feng Qingyan continued writing without looking up.

Qi Anze asked with a trembling voice: "Grandpa - how long does he have?"

"Ten days at most." After Feng Qingyan finished speaking, she put down her pen and handed the prescription to Qi Anze, "This prescription uses some common herbs, which are very cheap."

After receiving the prescription, Qi Anze bowed and bowed, and then sent Feng Qingyan and Yun Ting out.The moment she stepped out of the door, Feng Qingyan secretly took a 100 tael silver ticket from the storage ring, and sent it to the table with her mental power.

Outside the dilapidated small courtyard, Qi Anze watched Feng Qingyan's carriage slowly leave.At the moment when the shadow of the car disappeared, the tears already overflowing from his eyes broke out.

The carriage drove out of the alley, and Yun Ting's voice sounded: "Miss, should we go home or—?"

Feng Qingyan ground her teeth and said, "Go to Ji Ren Tang."

"Okay." Yun Ting pulled the reins, and the carriage turned around, heading towards Ji Ren Tang.

The gate of Jiren Hall.

Feng Qingyan got off the carriage, took out a gauze hat with a veil and put it on her head.Instructing Yun Ting to wait at the door, he walked in alone.

In the lobby, the 20-year-old young doctor I saw last time was sitting in the hall.When Feng Qingyan came in, the patient in front just happened to leave after finishing the treatment, and there was no one queuing up, so Feng Qingyan sat down on the consultation chair.

After the young doctor recorded the case, he looked up and saw a little girl wearing a gauze hat sitting opposite him.

"Is this lady going to see a doctor?" The young doctor asked suspiciously.

Feng Qingyan deliberately changed her voice, pinched her throat and coughed a few times: "Cough cough—cough cough—the little girl is here to see a doctor. Cough——"

The young doctor frowned and asked, "May I ask how your symptoms are?"

"Cough—cough. Cough—chest tightness, wheezing. I can't breathe! Huh—huh—" Feng Qingyan performed exaggerated movements, then stretched out her hand and patted her chest, and said in a painful voice: " It hurts so bad I can't sleep at night."

The young doctor's brows were deeply frowned, and he pointed to the small cotton pillow: "Miss, please put your wrist on it, I need to check the pulse."

"Oh. Cough——" Feng Qingyan stretched out her small hand and placed it on the small cotton pillow.Secretly mobilized his spiritual power a little, deliberately disrupting his heart.

The young doctor sounded his pulse, and his brows frowned even deeper.

Feng Qingyan withdrew her hand, and continued to cough and pant and asked: "Cough cough—doctor, what disease do I have! Cough cough cough—huh—huh—"

The young doctor frowned tightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face. After thinking for a long time, he stood up and said, "I'm not good at learning, and I haven't been able to diagnose the illness of the young lady. I'm going to ask my tutor to come over and take a look at it for the young lady, and ask the young lady to wait a moment." moment."

(End of this chapter)