The perfect system of rebirth

"Really found it?"

Lin Ye's face was full of excitement, and then he found that he seemed to be questioning An Li's ability by saying this, and then hurriedly changed his words: "Mr. An Li, you are very right, in fact, I also found that Xiao Yi's body, even in this mountain forest, whether it is cold winter or hot summer, as long as it is not in these two time periods, the condition has not deteriorated, although the popsicle does not know whether it will be, but Mr. An you said now, it probably has no effect." "

Actually... I've eaten popsicles and it doesn't have any noticeable effects.

Lin Xiaoyi opened his mouth next to him, noticing his father's shocked gaze, Lin Xiaoyi lowered his head, a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "I quietly asked the third uncle to bring me a popsicle before, and this matter is hidden from you." Hearing

this, Lin Ye was dumbfounded, and at the same time a little sad.

Other people's children, what they want to eat, what they want to play, but their own children, can't go out, the only way to understand the world is to read books and talk to other people, and even hide a popsicle to taste it.

Thinking of this, Lin Ye was a little sad.

"Don't worry, you can eat as much as you want in the future." An Li laughed on the side.

"Mr. An, do you have a way?" Lin Ye was pleasantly surprised.

Although Lin Xiaoyi did not speak, the expectation and desire in her eyes could not be concealed in any way, after all, since she was sick at the age of three, the only thing she went out was just to see a doctor, for the outside world, she did not know much, naturally she was extremely eager for the outside world.

Facing the expectant gazes of the two, An Li nodded:

"Miss Lin's situation is indeed rare, although it is a little tricky to treat, it is not impossible to treat. In this way, I will write a prescription, and Mr. Lin will arrange for someone to prepare it.

Lin Ye nodded to himself.

But seeing that An Li had already written in a phoenix dance, Lin Ye was dizzy when he saw it. With one stroke, the view is like a horse flying into the air, and like a dragon flying in the sky, from nothingness, and returning to the void, and finally turning into a breath of aura.

"Good word!"

Lin Ye obviously also had achievements in calligraphy, and at this time, he could see the charm in this word at a glance, and immediately couldn't help but look at An Li a few more times.

An Que brought him too many surprises.

This handwriting cannot be written without decades of encroachment, after all, this character has not only gained shape, but also gained a charm.

It is said that looking at words can observe people, and what is said is the charm in words.

The so-called verve in the word needs to be accumulated over many years, and it is also written a view of his own life, the word An Que, like a fantasy, and like a peng spreading its wings, self-satisfied and free. Just by looking at this word, you can get a glimpse of An Li's personality.

Is this person really just an eighteen-year-old youth?

Lin Ye couldn't help but be a little surprised, in his opinion, the charm in this word, at least thirty or forty years old to break the truth and know its destiny can be written, never expected that An Li at such a young age, actually wrote this handwriting.

Just when Lin Ye was shocked by An Li's handwriting, An Li over there was already extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he actually wrote three pages full of paper.

Shaking three sheets of paper full of handwriting, An Li handed it to Lin Ye:

"Miss Lin's situation is relatively special, and because the time is too long, even if you want to treat, it can't be cured in a day."

Lin Ye hurriedly and solemnly took the prescription:

"As long as there is salvation, it will be fifteen years to wait, even if it is a few more years."

But when he said this, he saw An Li shake his head and smile: "If it doesn't take so long, my treatment may take three or five days, and then Miss Lin will need about half a month to recuperate, and then she will be cured." "

What?

How long?

Lin Ye was stunned, and even Lin Xiaoyi next to him looked stunned.

Three or five days of treatment, plus half a month of conditioning, can it be cured?

It's not that Lin Ye doesn't believe it, it's really because what An Li said is too shocking. You know, for Lin Xiaoyi's disease, Lin Ye has not found any treatment plan all over the world, and even the cause has not been found, but as a result, here in An Li, he doesn't even need a month?

Or even, as long as three or five days of treatment?

Looking down at the prescription in his hand, Lin Ye was even more puzzled, this dense prescription, the names of various medicinal materials and the required weight were written in detail, it seemed that people really had to be convinced, but the medicinal materials written by An Que were basically few expensive and rare, most of which were very common.

Is this really curable?

"Mr. An, I don't know what is the cause of my daughter?" Lin Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Caused by congenital trauma." An Li responded flatly.

Congenital trauma?

Lin Ye raised his eyebrows, what An Li said was exactly the same as the only old Chinese medicine doctor who could hang the pulse, and both of them said that Lin Xiaoyi's cause was caused by congenital trauma.

However, the last time the old Chinese medicine doctor said that he was born injured, Lin Ye was afraid of making people unhappy, so he did not ask.

But this time, Lin Ye couldn't help but ask the bottom of the matter: "Mr. An, I don't know what this congenital injury is, and how did it cause it?"

"What about Miss Lin's biological mother?" An Li did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"This..." Lin Ye's eyes darkened, obviously evoking some sad past, and after hesitating for a moment, he still said: "In the year when the two children became ill at the age of three, the son died in front of him, and the daughter was also on the verge of death, and the child finally ended up depressed because he couldn't bear the torment.

"I'm sorry." An Li said apologetically.

Lin Ye shook his head to indicate that it was okay, and Lin Xiaoyi on the side also had red eyes.

An Li spoke beside him: "I don't know if Mr. Lin knows it, when Mrs. Lin was a girl with Huailin, she once suffered from an extremely severe wind chill, which should be almost seven months old when the child in the womb was born, and that wind chill should have been treated for a long time before it was cured."

As soon as the words fell, he saw that Lin Ye was already looking at An Li with a ghostly expression.

At the same time, his heart couldn't help but be excited: "That's right, that's right, it was indeed a disease when she was seven months pregnant, because she was pregnant, and she didn't take medicine indiscriminately, and then I also invited many doctors to see it, and finally survived for more than a month."

"That's the cause." But I saw An Li cut the railway.

Is this the cause?

Just because his wife got a wind chill when she was pregnant, she brought such a serious illness to her child?

Moreover, it took three years for the onset to develop?

To be honest, Lin Ye was a little incomprehensible in his heart.

"That's right." But I saw that An Li had already explained:

"Miss Lin's illness is mainly caused by congenital trauma, because the wind chill is too severe in the fetal state, resulting in cold evil entering the body, the vitality in the body has not been sealed, and it continues to leak out, and once the vitality is leaked cannot be sealed, under normal circumstances, only death."

"And the damage to the carcass is a congenital injury!"