Little fairy doctor with holy hands

Liu Ruolan didn't know what Zhang Yuan was thinking, and the look on her pretty face became even more charming.

"Bad people just know how to bully others!"

One night passed, and Zhang Yuan got up early the next morning and went home, pretending to be rushing back from town.

Originally, he wanted to go to town to buy a love breakfast for Liu Ruolan, but Liu Ruolan was tortured so hard by him last night that she didn't even have the strength to get up and eat.

In desperation, Liu Ruolan had no choice but to send a message to Zhao Yan, saying that the clinic was closed in the morning and asked Zhao Yan to come back to the clinic in the afternoon.

Got home, just in time for dinner.

Zhang Yuan washed his hands in a hurry, then sat next to Lin Dingxiang and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.

What he didn't notice was that Lin Dingxiang next to him moved his nose and gave him a meaningful look.

Zhang Yuan was with Liu Ruolan last night, and his body was still stained with Liu Ruolan's body and fragrance!

But Lin Dingxiang didn't say anything.

She knows her identity and positioning, and she just needs to do her job well.

As for other things, it's not her responsibility.

After the meal, Zhang Yuan and Lin Dingxiang came to the clinic.

As soon as I arrived, a patient came to my door. He was a middle-aged man in his forties.

This patient actually came from the town, saying that he found Zhang Yuan's place after being introduced by Liu Fangfang.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was not far from Liu Fangfang’s home.

Some time ago, Zhang Yuan treated Mr. Liu with very good results.

Now Mr. Liu already knows that he has to call someone to go to the toilet, which has reduced a lot of burden on his family.

After this matter spread around them, the middle-aged man came to ask for advice.

A middle-aged man has ankylosing spondylitis and has been unable to cure it despite repeated visits to famous doctors.

When he learned that Mr. Liu's Alzheimer's disease had been cured, he knew that person must be a famous doctor.

So, a middle-aged man came to inquire about

asked, and came to Zhang Yuan under Liu Fangfang's guidance.

After listening to the middle-aged man explain his purpose, Zhang Yuan nodded, thinking that the old saying is true, the aroma of wine does not mean the depth of the alley!

That’s what it’s like to be a Chinese medicine practitioner.

As long as a patient with a complicated disease is cured, people around the patient with the same disease will take the initiative to seek medical treatment.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I don't know what to call this gentleman?"

"My name is Fan Changjiang!" the middle-aged man said quickly.

"Mr. Fan, you said you have ankylosing spondylitis. How long have you had the disease?" Zhang Yuan asked him.

Fan Changjiang sighed, "It's been four or five years! I'm fine when I don't get sick, but when I get sick, I feel like a cripple and can only lie there all day. I'm the only worker in the family. If If I can’t work, I don’t know how to support our family!”

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan looked Fan Changjiang up and down and saw that he was dressed simply and was riding an old motorcycle.

The other party's family background should be very average.

Zhang Yuan motioned to Fan Changjiang to stretch out his hand to feel his pulse.

After checking his pulse, Zhang Yuan showed a smile on his face.

"Fortunately, fortunately you came in time! If you come to me again in a few months, even if I take action, I am afraid it will be difficult to cure your ankylosing spondylitis!"

Hearing this, Fan Changjiang was surprised and happy.

"Dr. Zhang, do you mean that you can cure my ankylosing spondylitis?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Yes! I am indeed sure to cure your disease! But you also know how serious your disease is. It will take at least three months for a complete cure!"

"Three months?" Fan Chang

Jiang was surprised at first, and then said with excitement, "Don't say three months, even half a year is no problem! Doctor Zhang, as long as you can cure my disease, you will be the benefactor of our family!"

Zhang Yuan didn't hesitate, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote him a prescription.

"Tiger root, Morinda officinalis, Locust, Millaplasma, Epimedium, Cuscuta, Drynariae, Clematis, Honeysuckle, Coix Seed, White Bombyx"

After writing down the prescription and dosage, Zhang Yuan gave it to Lin Dingxiang and asked her to give Fan Changjiang the medicine.

While Lin Dingxiang was taking medicine, Zhang Yuan said to Fan Changjiang again.

"Medicine is only part of the treatment. If you want to completely cure your ankylosing spondylitis, you must supplement it with fire dragon moxibustion and acupuncture!"

Fan Changjiang looked confused, "I know acupuncture, but what is fire dragon moxibustion?"

Zhang Yuan said casually, "Fire dragon moxibustion is to use a lot of moxa to moxibustion the spine on your back. This is fire dragon moxibustion! The root cause of your ankylosing spondylitis is the invasion of cold evil in the back, coupled with the heavy moisture."

"Only through pure yang moxibustion and acupuncture points can the deep-seated cold evil and moisture be discharged! Coupled with the effect of decoction, your disease can finally be completely cured!"

Hearing what Zhang Yuan said, Fan Changjiang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Doctor Zhang, this treatment seems to be quite troublesome. How much will it cost?"

Before coming, Fan Changjiang also asked Liu Fangfang how much Zhang Yuan had charged for treating Mr. Liu.

Liu Fangfang told the story about Ge Fan giving Zhang Yuan a 30,000 red envelope.

Thirty thousand yuan is nothing to Ge Fan, the young owner of Willow Hotel.

But for Fan Changjiang's family, it can be called a "huge sum of money."

However, as long as his illness can be cured, Fan Changjiang gritted his teeth and was willing to take it.

But listen to Zhang Yuan

From the description just now, the process of treating him is obviously more troublesome than treating Mr. Liu.

What if Zhang Yuanshizi opens his mouth and quotes a price that he cannot accept at all?

Seeing what Fan Changjiang was thinking, Zhang Yuan said calmly.

"The treatment is not as complicated as you think, and of course the fees are not as high as you think. To treat you, you need acupuncture and fire dragon moxibustion five times, and you will be charged 500 yuan each time! The decoction is also included!"

Hearing this, Fan Changjiang was overjoyed.

"In other words, a total of two thousand five hundred yuan can cure my ankylosing spondylitis?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Yes, that's it! You don't have to worry now!"

"Don't worry, don't worry! Doctor Zhang, you are so kind and skillful!" Fan Changjiang said excitedly.

Not only was Zhang Yuan not as open as a lion, but he also lowered the price to only 2,500 yuan.

This is already a very conscientious price!

In order to treat his illness, Fan Changjiang went to countless hospitals and spent tens of thousands of dollars.

But his condition didn't even improve at all, and all the money was wasted.

In comparison, Zhang Yuan is indeed more conscientious here!

Afterwards, Zhang Yuan walked to the yard behind, took out a folding spring bed from the utility room, and placed a plastic mattress on it.

This is specially prepared for treating patients. When some patients need to lie on the bed or lie on the bed for treatment, the folding bed can be taken out and used.

Fan Changjiang took off his shirt as instructed by Zhang Yuan and lay down on the folding bed.

Zhang Yuan took out the heat-insulating pad specially designed for fire dragon moxibustion and placed it on Fan Changjiang's back, just against his spine. Then he took out the aged moxa velvet from the medicine cabinet and sprinkled it evenly on the heat-insulating pad.