good night warlord

"Cough...cough..." Gu Qingyi couldn't hold back when he heard Ji Lao's words, and choked on the medicine in his mouth.

If Elder Ji knew that he had nothing wrong with him, and that he drank these bitter Chinese medicines just for some lust, I don't know what Elder Ji would think of her.

But this kind of thing can't be said clearly, she can only continue to drink the medicine, but her eyes still can't help but fly towards her husband.

During the war, Yan looked at Ji Guangbai with deep eyes:

"Then Lao Ji is old, why don't we go to the study, just as I have some new ideas about finding Mr. Ji and his wife, we can discuss it."

After the man finished speaking, he drank the medicine bowl noodles in his hand without changing color, and then put the medicine bowl back on the tray.

Ji Guangbai gave his wife a reassuring look, and then got up to follow the pace of Yan during the war.

Gu Qingyi only felt that the medicine in her mouth was so bitter, if it wasn't for the child in her stomach, she would really not want to drink these bitter medicines.

She couldn't drink it in one gulp like Yan during the war, so she could only sip it in small sips.

Ji Kongqing smiled and said:
"Sister Qingyi, the more you take such small sips of Chinese medicine, the more bitter it will feel. It's better to swallow the jujube whole and drink it in one gulp. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain."

Gu Qingyi knew that he had good intentions, but looking at the black concoction in the bowl, thinking of drinking such a bitter taste, she lost the courage:

"I'd better drink it slowly. I'm afraid that if I swallow it in one breath, it will be bad if I spit it out after my stomach can't bear it."

As she spoke, she looked at Zhan Shiyan who had already gone upstairs, and felt that his movements to go upstairs were a little stiff.

She was a little puzzled, she didn't need to go upstairs to the study room to get her pulse, even if there were a few other matters to discuss with the husband and wife, but there were no outsiders here, so did she need to avoid it?
Could it be that he chose to go to the study to explain because he was worried that Elder Ji would find out that he was lying?
When she lowered her head to drink the medicine again, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

She suddenly looked up at the medicine bowl on Aunt Zhou's tray, knowing that it was a bowl of medicine for asceticism, but now she always felt that something was wrong.

study on the second floor
After Ji Guangbai closed the door, he went straight to the point:

"Mr. Zhan, if my guess is correct, that bowl of medicine should not be the prescription of Guben Peiyuan."

When Yan turned around during the war, his tall and long body stood under the light, but the light couldn't illuminate the depth in his eyes.

Looking at Ji Lao, the man chose to nod:
"That's right, that is indeed not a prescription for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the essence. Mr. Ji is skilled in medicine, so he should be able to tell the difference. It is a prescription for nourishing the kidney."

"Mr. Zhan is in his prime of life. Judging from your physique, you should not have such troubles. What hidden disease does Mr. Zhan have?"

During the war, Yan frowned and motioned for Ji Lao to sit down:
"I wanted to wait for Yibao'er's father to improve before I bothered Mr. Ji, but now that you have noticed it, I have to ask you to give me a diagnosis and treatment first."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Shiyan raised his hand and unbuttoned the cuffs, rolled up the cuffs, and took off the diamond watch on his wrist, revealing a section of his wrist.

Ji Guangbai nodded, and put his finger on Zhan Shiyan's wrist, carefully feeling the beating pulse on Zhan Shiyan's wrist. His white eyebrows became more and more wrinkled with the passage of time. Zhan Shiyan watched Ji Lao's sunken eyebrows and dark eyes quietly appeared.

After a long time, Ji Guangbai finished his pulse diagnosis, looked at Zhan Shiyan, and said in surprise:

"How could it be so serious?"

During the war, Yan's face was cold, but he didn't show any other unnecessary emotions because of Ji Lao's surprise, as if Ji Lao's surprise had already been well known in his heart.

"Two weeks ago, someone put a strong drug in my wine. I thought self-mutilation could suppress the effect of the drug, but it caused my body to lose kidneys."

"So that's how it is. Now the properties of these drugs are becoming more and more overbearing. Presumably, it should be the kind of drug that has no cure. You didn't express it at that time, which caused the properties of the drugs to backfire on your kidneys."

Ji Guangbai stroked his beard and fell into deep thought:
"Does Ms. Gu still not know the real condition of your body?"

During the war, Yan put down his rolled up sleeves:
"Well, her fetal phase was unstable at the time, and I was afraid that speaking out would make her worry. On the other hand, she is pregnant now, and I have a few months to drink medicine for treatment, and I also have the idea of ​​recovery in my heart. So didn't tell her.

It's just that I just heard what Ji Lao said, my lost kidney yuan, is there no way to repair it? "

Before the war, Yan had heard many doctors draw such conclusions. Although he had already made up his mind, without Ji Guangbai's assertion, he still felt that there was a glimmer of hope.

Ji Guangbai pondered for a while before asking:

"When you took the medicine hard,... did you squirt blood?"

The experience of that night was no less than the pain of knowing that Yi Baoer had forgotten him that day. Although two weeks had passed, he still remembered it vividly. In that small bathroom, the blood from the wound on his body was washed away by cold water on the floor It showed a dazzling pink color, and when the blood arrow was released at the end, he knew that he was free, and there was no need to resist...

"Have."

"This is difficult to handle. Although I have also treated this problem, I have never encountered such a serious situation as yours.

Mr. Zhan, although the prescription you are taking now is not wrong, but if my estimation is correct, it should not be effective for your hidden diseases, because it is an ordinary prescription for nourishing the kidney, and it may supplement the general kidney deficiency. It is useful, but you are seriously injured, and no matter how much you drink, it will only make your body better. "

Ji Guangbai never speaks big words, nor does he casually give hope to patients, he seeks truth from facts.

Although he knew that saying this would be a blow to a man like Zhan Shiyan, but he was not sure if he was not sure, and he couldn't lie and deceive people just because Zhan Shiyan could find his son.

During the war, Yan got up and put his hands in his trouser pockets.

He understood what Ji Lao said, it was very difficult for his body to recover.

Even Ji Lao, who is a national doctor, said so. Yan found out such a result during the war, and he seemed to have known it for a long time:
"I've never been a person who likes delusions, but Mr. Ji, this time, I think Sima will be treated as a living horse doctor. Can you help me?"

Ji Guang looked at the back of the man standing under the lamp with admiration.

In Yan’s status and position during the war, if he knew that men were not capable of basic functions, most people would question and get angry, some would deceive themselves, and some would even blame the doctors for their incompetence.

But this man didn't, he accepted his conclusion very calmly.

It is easy to say that a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, but it takes a strong heart to accept the possibility that the doctor may be a dead horse in the end.

Ji Guangbai pressed the armrest, stood up, and said solemnly: