The Pastoral Medicine Fragrance of Rebirth

Chapter 89
"Miss Ye, please!"

Fang Chengzhi made a gesture of invitation, and personally led Ye Qing to the bedside.

"Miss Ye, I heard from Ah Ce's father that you have excellent medical skills and saved Tang sister, so please do take a good look at our master."

Mrs. Fang by the bed hurriedly got up to make way, and took Ye Qing's hand.

Ye Qing froze for a moment, then nodded.

According to the address, Mrs. Fang has a good relationship with the Ning family. Why did Ning Ce and Fang Chengzhi seem to be unfamiliar with each other just now in the village?

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

"Master Fang, please lie flat on your back."

Ye Qing looked at County Magistrate Fang leaning against the bed and said.

County magistrate Fang is in pain at the moment, so he didn't speak just now, and he gritted his teeth and insisted on not making a sound.

He lay down slowly, but after lying down, he couldn't straighten his body at all.

Because of the unbearable pain in his abdomen, he subconsciously curled his body.

"Lord Fang, you have to bear with it for a while, Minnv has to examine it carefully for you, with your curly body like this, Minnv can't do anything."

Ye Qing said.

County magistrate Fang blushed, but he was blushing from the pain, and no one noticed anything unusual.

He forced himself to lie flat, his whole body was shaking.

Ye Qing stretched out her hand to press around the magistrate Fang's belly button, and said, "Does it hurt here?"

Magistrate Fang shook his head and said, "At first it hurt here, but now it doesn't hurt that much."

Ye Qing pressed her lower right abdomen again, and said, "Is this the pain?"

"Ouch!"

County magistrate Fang let out a scream, and Ye Qing knew it without answering.

"Master Fang, when your belly button hurts, do you also have symptoms such as nausea, headache, fever, and chills?"

Ye Qing asked again.

Master Fang nodded repeatedly while clutching the painful part.

Originally, when Ye Qing went to press Mrs. Fang's stomach just now, Dr. Lin wanted to make a sound, but Ning Ce looked at it and scared him so much that he shut his mouth.

Now, Dr. Lin was a little surprised when he heard Ye Qing say that.

How did this girl know?
Oh, by the way, Mr. Fang must have told her.

Thinking of this, Dr. Lin curled his lips.

"Mrs. Fang, Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang's intestinal ulcer can be cured..."

"Humph! I'm not ashamed to say it!"

Before Ye Qing finished speaking, Dr. Lin snorted coldly.

Ning Ce frowned, and looked at Dr. Lin displeased.

Dr. Lin was frightened by the sudden stare just now, and at that time, everyone's attention was on Mr. Fang, so he was really scared and shut up.

But now, he is not afraid anymore, can this young man eat himself up?

"This old man and Brother Zhou have been practicing medicine for decades, and we dare not be so sure that it will be cured. How dare you say that it will be cured, you are a mere brat? Then the old man and Brother Zhou have studied medicine for so many years for nothing?"

Doctor Lin continued.

"Maybe it's really a waste of time!"

Ning Ce answered immediately.

"Yellow mouth boy! You..."

"Doctor Lin, let Miss Ye treat me! This is my body, I have the final say!"

Dr. Lin was about to scold Ning Ce, but Mr. Fang stood up on the bed and said.

He didn't speak at first, because he didn't know if Ye Qing could do it or not.

But now, for some reason, he had great hopes for Ye Qing from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, he was in such pain, and Ye Qing was the only one who dared to say that he could be cured.

(End of this chapter)