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Chapter 519 Uncle Qin Yang's Head Disease
"Oh?" Qin Yu stretched out one arm, "Since Qian'er admires Miss Lin's medical skills so much, let her go and have a look, but don't scare her."

Lin Baoning's expression remained unchanged, but she always felt a little weird when Qin Taboo spoke. It seemed that they met for the first time today.

Never mind, let's go and see Qin Yangbo first.

Qin Qian who was behind him added, "My father would become extremely irritable every time he got sick, forgive me."

She waved her hand to show that it doesn't matter, strode forward, pushed the door open and walked in, Qin Yangbo inside the room heard the voice, and became more and more unhappy, "Didn't I say it, let you all go!"

Qin Qian took a step forward, "Father, it's me."

Qin Yangbo raised his head and found that it was his son, so his expression softened a lot, "What are you doing here, it's none of your business here, go out."

Qin Yangbo seemed to be trying his best to bear it, his face was tired and pale.

Lin Baoning walked over, "Hold out your hand, I'll show you."

Uncle Qin Yang looked at Lin Baoning, then at Qin Qian, seeing the latter nodding, he stretched his wrist over.

Lin Baoning took the pulse and withdrew his hand for a while, "How long has the headache been?"

Qin Yangbo withdrew his hand, and said slowly, "The old problem seems to be seven or eight years old."

"How often do you get sick?"

"Not sure, sometimes a month, sometimes a few days."

Lin Baoning asked again, "What is the cause of this attack?"

Uncle Qin Yang hesitated to speak, Lin Baoning saw that he was unwilling to speak, so he asked again, "What was the reason for the last attack?"

Uncle Qin Yang hesitated to speak.

Lin Baoning, "Don't shy away from medical treatment."

Qin Qian frowned, "Father."

Qin Yangbo felt a little helpless, and sighed, "arguing with... Madam..."

Qin Qian, "..."

Lin Baoning withdrew his hand, already having an idea in his mind.

Seeing that Lin Baoning had finished his consultation, Qin Qian stepped forward and asked, "Can my father's headache be cured?"

"It can be cured if it is cured. If you have a headache, simply say that you have more trigeminal neuralgia. Don't work too much, get angry less, quarrel less, and meddle in your own business. If you mix some decoctions, the probability of an attack is not high. , it will get better over time.”

Qin Yangbo felt that the little girl seemed to be talking about him, but he didn't have any proof.

"Is there any painkiller?" Qin Qian said again, it is probably impossible for his father not to work hard, such a huge mansion, and Qin Yangbo's prestige, how could his father have nothing to do.

Lin Baoning took out a bottle of painkiller pills from his satchel and handed it to Qin Qian, "Two pills at a time, just take it when you have a headache."

Qin Qian hurriedly took it, and poured another glass of water for Uncle Qin Yang, "Father, take the medicine first."

Qin Yangbo's head was indeed in unbearable pain, but he glanced at Qin Qian uncertainly, and did not take the medicine.

Qin Qian knew what he was worried about, so he said, "Father, Miss Lin is the little genius doctor who treated this epidemic. Didn't you praise her before, saying that she has superb medical skills, which made you very admired."

Qin Yangbo's eyes lit up immediately, and his attitude changed [-] degrees, "It turns out that the girl from the Lin family is a little miracle doctor."

After speaking, he picked up the medicine in Qin Qian's hand and swallowed it without hesitation, and said a little reproachfully, "Stinky boy, why didn't you say it earlier."

Qin Qian touched his nose, "I didn't care about it."

Lin Baoning looked at the father and son with a smile, then walked to the table, picked up a pen and paper to write the prescription, she had already known a lot of characters before, so she was able to write prescriptions independently.

(End of this chapter)