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Hide it.

It's better to hide them all.

Who can hide it better than you group of inheritors!

For a moment, the old professors looked at Sang Qingjiu with something wrong.

That's a mixture of joy and sorrow, anger and helplessness...

"Is such that."

No matter what he was thinking at the moment, Professor Yu coughed slightly and continued: "The patient is a soldier and has made many contributions to the country."

"Of course, I don't want to morally kidnap you and force you to treat him."

"I'm just saying, let's sit down and talk about this. Tell us what conditions you need to take action. As long as it's not too outrageous, we can basically agree."

Sang Qingjiu still looked uninterested.

Professor Yu persuaded me for a while.

Sang Qingjiu asked in confusion: "You don't even have anyone who can cure lung cancer?"

Everyone:...

Ah!

sorry!

We are so useless.

We don't even have anyone who can cure lung cancer. You are really disappointed.

"Indeed not."

Professor Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I have tried both Chinese and Western medicine, but it doesn't work."

"Western medicine?"

Sang Qingjiu sneered disdainfully, and then asked: "Is the person in Tianhai?"

"Correct."

"Heavenly sea~"

Sang Qingjiu touched his chin and said, "I really need to go find someone and treat him casually. But my treatment method is different from ordinary methods. You should first ask the other person if he can accept it."

"Use Gu?"

"more or less."

"can!"

Professor Yu agreed immediately and immediately ran out to make a phone call.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Jiaming's eyelids twitched before he woke up.

That look in his eyes was still very blank.

It was as if he had no idea what was going on.

Instead, several students were chattering around him.

"Zhang Jiaming, you really have gone through hell!"

"Wake up, wake up!"

"Zhang Jiaming, did you know? You were once used as a living teaching material. Your heart stopped and you were rescued..."

Balabala~

Bala, bala, bala...

Zhang Jiaming became more and more stunned as he listened.

But fortunately, he was admitted to the postgraduate program of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He still had some brains, and he quickly pieced together the truth from the words of his classmates.

Immediately, he raised his eyes and looked at Sang Qingjiu, who was sitting there and surrounded by several professors.

At that moment, it was like seeing a god.

Because it was summer, Sang Qingjiu was wearing a mysterious purple skirt, a piece of dazzling silver jewelry on her waist, and a simple tassel silver hairpin on her head.

The exposed calves are slender and white.

Those big black and white eyes were watery, as if they could talk.

then……

Zhang Jiaming saw a red centipede wrapping around the back of her jade-like neck!

Centipede! ! !

Zhang Jiaming trembled all over and lost all his thoughts.

This Miao doctor is beautiful, but he is poisonous!

Others are in danger of death.

This woman can make life worse than death.

Sang Qingjiu glanced at him, not paying much attention, and continued talking to several old professors.

Her medical knowledge is very rich.

The attitude of several old professors towards her, from the initial equal communication, has now become vaguely asking for advice.

Not long after, the village chief and his people brought the freshly brewed medicine.

Zhang Jiaming drank and fell asleep again.

Seeing that nothing happened, Sang Qingjiu got up and left.

The old professors are still a little reluctant to leave.

Turning around, this matter was brought to the top.

Several old professors from schools led a team to go to the Miao village to study "Guimenguan", a precious medicine that had just been reproduced. As a result, one student was poisoned.

Then a Miao doctor with a heritage of more than 2,000 years appeared.

The other party cured the student again.

What's more, Chinese medicine has been passed down by a family for thousands of years, the Xu family.

ah this~

It's hard to judge.

If it hadn't been for this, but a document jointly submitted by several old professors with good reputations, they would not have believed it anyway.

But then again~

If this is true, what does it mean?

A miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life, cure liver cancer, and possibly even more diseases that are currently incurable...

Who doesn’t want to live two more years?

Who doesn’t want to be healthy?

Especially those at the top. As they age, their bodies can no longer keep up, but their hearts have not.

Powerful people, wealthy businessmen...

Who can not be moved by the miracle doctor?

"I still feel that the other party suddenly appeared..."

"What do you mean it suddenly appeared? The professor found it by mistake. He didn't want to come out at all."

"So what should we do with her?"

"Can't we just ask her to come over and treat people?"

"Ha~ So why don't those inheritors want to come out? Just because there are people like you. She has great medical skills and is young. I don't believe she doesn't have any arrogance. If you ask nicely, they might still listen. One listen. But..."

But if it comes hard~

Just see if people take notice of you and you're done.

not to mention.

Who is Sang Qingjiu?

That's a doctor!

If you offend someone and she becomes unhappy and tamper with your medicine, you will die without knowing how.

Moreover, people also play tricks.

The Gu thing is ethereal and has an existence that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Who knows what cards they are hiding?

There is simply no way to prevent it.

So after all this tossing, I decided to have a good communication, focusing on heart-warming and inducement.

"There is also Xu Congsheng, the Xu family who inherits traditional Chinese medicine must also find him."

Miao doctors are so good, and Chinese medicine is certainly no different.

that……

What about Tibetan medicine?

What about Mongolian doctors?

Do these ethnic medicines also have inheritance?

Although I'm not sure why they are hiding, but... I have to look for it!

In the field of medicine, we really cannot let Western medicine take the lead!

Sang Qingjiu didn't know that his fabricated words cost them so much trouble.

But it's not a big problem.

If you can't find it after a while, you will naturally stop looking for it.

But one day, Sang Qingjiu was respectfully invited to Tianhai.

The vehicle that picked her up went straight from the airport to the military compound.

Immediately, Sang Qingjiu met her patient this time - Jiang Tingfeng.

A quick glance showed that this person had definitely seen blood.

There is a fierceness in every smile.

"Doctor Sang, right?"

Jiang Tingfeng is over seventy, with gray hair and cloudy eyes, but his eyes are very sharp.

Ever since he was diagnosed with liver cancer last time, he has been in a state of ruin.

There is no intention of healing at all.

Doctors came in several batches, both Chinese and Western medicine, to perform examinations and prescribe medicines. We took capsules and traditional Chinese medicines again and again.

He was tired of eating.

Later I didn’t eat anything at all.

He has a good mentality, teasing his children, strolling around all day long, and then waits for death.

The children below my knees also tried to persuade me again and again.

Laughing to death, I can’t persuade you at all.

In the end, he simply stopped seeing a doctor and just lived one day at a time.

Originally, Jiang Tingfeng had no intention of meeting Sang Qingjiu.

But last night, his old boss called him.

What was discussed is unknown to outsiders.

But after this phone call, he agreed to Sang Qingjiu to treat him.