"wait!"

Just when Chang Geng was about to feed Fang Wenshan and take the medicine, Bai Jingyun of Tongrentang suddenly stood up and stopped.

"Housekeeper, what kind of medicine are you?"

With a puzzled expression on Bai Jingyun's face, Fang Wenshan's medicine was given by him before.

But at this moment, he no longer recommends medicine for Fang Wenshan.

Because Fang Wenshan has phlegm drink, once the medicine is used, if it is not symptomatic, it will aggravate the condition.

He doesn't want to take on this responsibility, so he must first ask the other party to understand.

Other people are also a little confused. Fang Wenshan's state is no longer solvable by decoction. The most important thing is to dissolve the phlegm, otherwise it will definitely not survive.

But Bai Jingyun also said just now that Fang Wen Shan's lung and yang are insufficient, and it is too difficult to get rid of phlegm.

"Don't get me wrong, this is a prescription given by a doctor I know. He said that as long as the Patriarch takes this prescription and insists on it for an hour, the Patriarch will be saved!"

Hearing what Chang Geng said, everyone stayed for a while.

"It's a horror in the world!"

Bai Jingyun couldn't help but scolded at the first: "All the people here are Taishan Beidou from the Yandu Traditional Chinese Medicine Circle. Even we can't cure the old man's disease. Who dares to say that he will be able to cure it if he comes to guarantee it!"

The other old men also looked disdainful, thinking that Chang Geng was too stupid, and he even believed this kind of deception to children! They were either the president of the association or the descendants of the family. Even the authoritative figures and greats such as Liu Ru and Chen Hesong were helpless. Who else would dare to say there was a way?

"Housekeeper, I know you have always been loyal to your father, but you won't be deceived this time?"

Fang Lei also showed dissatisfaction, thinking that Chang Geng was making trouble.

"Young Master, I really didn't lie to everyone. This doctor is amazing. The Patriarch had inhaled detergent by mistake. If this genius doctor was not present, the Patriarch would have died. He is still the Patriarch's lifesaver!"

Chang Geng's sweat came out, and he kept explaining.

When everyone heard this, their expressions eased.

Detergent is a chemical agent, which is most taboo for asthma patients.

Once it is mistaken, it is almost like suicide.

However, this person was able to rescue the patient back without relying on equipment, indicating that this person really has two attacks.

"Otherwise, the housekeeper, you can show us the prescription for this medicine first.

After we all read it, it’s not too late for you to give it to Patriarch Fang! "

At this time Liu Ru spoke and chose a compromise.

After all, Fang Wenshan still has to be cautious in this situation.

Chang Geng nodded, put the medicine bowl aside, and quickly took out a crumpled prescription from his pocket.

It was the prescription Jiang Beichen gave before.

Liu Ru took a look at Fang Zi, slightly startled.

Immediately shook his head.

"This prescription is a bit peculiar. I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never seen such a prescription!"

Immediately he showed it to Chen Hesong and said, "Old Chen, why don't you take your hand!"

Chen Hesong was originally not very interested, but when he heard him say this, he took a look at it, and his expression was a little dazed.

"This prescription... the old man has been familiar with the pharmacopoeia since he was a child, and he has never seen such a prescription. I don't understand, I really don't understand it!"

Next, everyone else also circulated them separately, all shaking their heads.

Those present are all big takers. If they come to prescribe a prescription, there will be no difference, at least the main medicine is so few.

But this recipe, the recipe they prescribed, is more than a minute away, and it is simply subversive.

When it was Bai Jingyun's turn, he couldn't help but sneer, "What a joke, it's totally unmedical! Housekeeper, I remember this recipe you told me on the phone?

At that time, you told me that this was prescribed by a young doctor. I also told you that this prescription is simply nonsense. Once it is taken by the Fang Patriarch, the consequences will be disastrous. Why do you still boil it out and give it to Patriarch. , Aren’t you harming the Patriarch? "

Chang Geng's face was somewhat embarrassed, "This..." "The housekeeper! My father always trusts you so much, you want to harm him?"

Fang Lei was so angry that he almost drew his gun again.

"Three brothers calm down!"

Fang Ping hurriedly came up to hold Fang Lei, and immediately said: "The housekeeper has been in my Fang's house for decades, and his father is a life-and-death friendship. How could he harm his father? It is indeed desirable to come to this young doctor. Where!"

"Yes, Young Master, maybe this is the folk remedy?

Sometimes the home remedy is not easy to accept, but it is really life-saving at the critical moment! "

Chang Geng quickly explained.

"Save me, I think you were fooled by someone!"

Fang Lei had an angry expression on his face. He had a rather rigid personality. Hearing the Chinese doctors on the scene said no, he concluded that this prescription was mostly nonsense.

"Brother, you can't be so absolute. It takes only an hour or so. Let's wait for the doctor to come over and see what he says! There are more heroes than Cao Mang. Even if he is a barefoot doctor, he may have a few recipes. It is not impossible to cure serious illnesses!"

Fang Ping tried his best to persuade.

Just wait for a while.

After all, all doctors are helpless now, and there is really no better way.

Fang Lei heard him say this, took a deep breath, grunted heavily, and walked aside.

"The four young masters, this medicine..." Chang Geng asked with embarrassment on his face while holding the medicine.

He is also in a hurry. After all, Master Jiang said, let him feed Fang Wenshan first, otherwise it will last less than an hour.

Fang Ping thought for a while and said, "For insurance purposes, let's put it aside!"

To be honest, he didn't know anything about it. There was no way for a group of old men present. How dare you believe a prescription prescribed by a young doctor.

Cough cough! At this time, a violent cough and gasping sound suddenly came over from the couch.

"father!"

"Patriarch!"

Everyone was shocked and hurried over. Fang Wenshan suddenly sat up from the couch and coughed up a large pool of blood toward the sheets.

Soon, he fell heavily on the couch again, his face was black and blue, and he didn't move.

"father!"

Fang Lei was stunned, and Fang Ping was a little at a loss. Fang Ping reached out his hand under Fang Wenshan's nose tremblingly, and couldn't help shaking his hand severely.

"Father, my father is out of breath!"

Wow! At this time, a group of doctors couldn't calm down.

"The phlegm drinks to seal the throat, this is dying!"

"Even a sputum suction device is probably useless, because the lung yang is insufficient, and the entire cardiopulmonary function is no longer good!"

"The phenomenon of Juemai, this time Patriarch Fang is afraid..." Everyone shook their heads, all with helpless expressions.

"Get out of it! Patriarch is the destiny of heaven, and the destiny of riches and nobles will definitely not die!"

Chang Geng took the medicine bowl, set aside the two brothers Fang Lei and Fangping, opened Fang Wenshan's mouth, and poured the medicine down.

Gudong Gudong! A large bowl of soup and medicine were all crumbled in.

Everyone couldn't help being in a daze, but no one said anything, because the old man himself was already very sick. Even if he didn't take the soup, it was only a matter of time. Even if he couldn't get better at this moment, no one would blame Chang Geng.

The audience was silent for three minutes, and everyone looked towards Fang Wenshan on the couch.

All seem to expect a miracle to happen.

But no, Fang Wenshan was still lying quietly, and he didn't even breathe. The whole person was dead silent.

"father!"

Fang Lei knelt down first, gently put his hat aside, and immediately kowtowed Fang Wenshan's head heavily.

"dad!"

Fang Ping also knelt down quickly, the corners of his eyes were ruddy, and he was in pain.

It seems that Dad really can't survive this time.

"Master..." Chang Geng's face was also gray, with regret and pain on his face.

The others also looked sorry and bowed their heads to express their deep condolences.

Cough...cough! But at this time, I didn't expect a slight cough to come from the couch.

Everyone suddenly raised their heads, their eyes widened, and they looked at the couch incredibly.

At this moment, Fang Wenshan slowly opened his eyes and said in a faint voice: "Ah...Chang Geng, I have already closed the ghost gate for whatever you fed me. This smell is really unpleasant. The little ghost didn't want to accept me, and sent me back again..." Hearing this, everyone looked sluggish.