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"It's better to see than to hear." A warm sigh.

Compared with the traditional medicine hall, Jiren hall obviously looks more professional and organized. This classification makes patients feel more comfortable. Especially for women, it saves a lot of trouble to open a place alone.

The time between the two was Wen Fu's turn.

Wenxu pushes Wenfu into the compartment and sees the man sitting there. At first sight, Wenxu feels like a spring breeze. Especially when the man smiles at them, it makes people feel more comfortable.

Wen Xu thinks that the doctor who treats the critically ill is also an old man, but the man in front of him is very young. Maybe it's because of their youth that they don't have the sense of seniority in those highly respected doctors.

Wen Xu frowned, and some doubted whether people's medical skills could pass the standard. He could not help but ask: "how many years have you studied medicine?"

It's not polite to ask.

Zhong Yue then carefully looked at the two people in front of him.

It looks like a master and a servant, but his bearing is not like that of ordinary people. At the moment when the servant spoke, Zhong Yue guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

"Together?" Zhong Yue said, his eyes fell on Wen Fu: "wenjiagongzi?"

Wen Xu was secretly frightened. Unexpectedly, the other party decided their identity by just one sentence.

"How do you know?"

Low laughter overflowed from Wen Hu's mouth: "Wen Xu, Wen Xu, I said you were stupid before, don't you admit it? As soon as you go out, you ask this doctor how many years he has been a doctor. He is obviously knowledgeable. Plus, I look like -- "

Wen Fu raised his eyes and looked at Zhong Yue with a smile. He didn't seem to think that there was something wrong with his appearance: "how many people can't guess?"

Warm frown, some chagrin.

"Since you are Mr. Wen, you must be manager Wen. Jiren hall is open. If you can come, you will be brilliant. "

Zhong Yue said that he was going to feel Wen Fu's pulse.

Wen Xu sees this, vigilant tunnel: "what are you doing?"

Zhong Yue raised his eyes and looked at Wen Xu. He was surprised and said, "nature is feeling the pulse."

"You know who we are --"

Without waiting for Wen Xu to finish, Zhong Yue said, "in the eyes of the doctor, there is no difference between men and women. Since Mr. Wen is here, he is my guest. I will do my best to see a doctor for him."

Zhong Yue said, lowering his head to feel Wenxu's pulse. The smile on his face faded down, and he looked serious and serious.

Wen Xu was affected by Zhong Yue's look. Subconsciously, he closed his mouth and looked at the person in front of him. He seemed to be shocked by the changes before and after Zhong Yue.

The whole process was just two cups of tea. In addition to feeling Wen Fu's pulse, Zhong Yue also inquired about Wen Fu's symptoms and the prescriptions he had taken before.

Before Wen Xu became the chief manager of the Wen family, he took good care of Wen Fu. He knew all these things and answered them one by one. For him, nothing is more important than curing Wen Fu's illness. Even if the person who treated Wen Fu is their future enemy.

"With all due respect, Mr. Wen's cold poison is brought out of his mother's body and can't be cured easily. However, if he is well cared for, he may live for decades more. Only in these years, Mr. Wen worries about the affairs of the Wen family and works hard. If he continues to do so, I'm afraid Mr. Wen can only live for five years at most." Zhong Yue stated these words calmly.

Next to the warm hear, but the heart trembled.

He always knew that the young master's body was not as good as before, but he didn't think of it——

Five years.

As long as you think about it, Wenxu feels trembling.

"Is there no other way?"

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