Heir To All

Li Liying, who was about to walk out of the office, couldn't help but froze when she heard what Chu Linguang said. She turned and looked at Chu Linguang suspiciously.

"Why don't you know that I have a migraine?"

She pretended to be calm.

"Your migraine attacks every night, every time it occurs, you sweat all over your body, your limbs are hot and cold, and every recent attack will cause messy menstruation and make you feel painful."

Chu Linguang didn't explain, but stated more clearly the consequences of the illness.

"Who are you? My dad sent you here?"

Li Liying became vigilant.

Not many people know about her physical problems.

It's just that as soon as this was said, she felt that something was wrong, because even her father didn't know exactly about her physical condition.

All I know is that she has a migraine.

Usually, just take some painkillers.

"This is the pill that I personally refined. After taking this pill, your migraine will be solved."

Chu Linguang saw that Li Liying was not confident, and his doubts about herself were just outspoken.

"It's all ages, and I still fool people with sorcerers."

Li Liying looked disdainful.

As a doctor, she has naturally heard that some alchemy techniques that can diagnose and treat intractable diseases, such things that cannot be explained scientifically, would she accept it.

"This pill in my hand is worth a thousand dollars. I will only give you one opportunity."

Chu Linguang put the pill on the table.

"Why should I believe you?"

Li Liying knocked carefully, the little pill, with its mellow color and scent of medicine, seemed to be somewhat different from the weird pill in the hands of ordinary warlock warlocks.

"One, two..."

Chu Linguang was not in a hurry, and sat in front of Li Liying to count.

"What are you counting? Even if you count till tomorrow, you pill is not rare for me."

Li Liying said proudly.

"When I count to ten, your migraine will happen, three, four, five, six..."

"It's noon, you said, my migraine will only happen at midday. How can it happen now."

Li Liying didn't take it seriously.

"ten!"

But after she finished speaking, Chu Linguang also counted to ten.

"what!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Liying wanted to see Chu Linguang's jokes, clutching her head, squatting on the ground screaming in pain, cold sweat broke out instantly, her hands holding her head in pain, she felt painful.

"You can leave the medicine without taking it, but if you take my medicine, you will have to spend several years of work in the future to repay the cost of the medicine."

This pill is invaluable, and Chu Linguang will not give it away easily.

Li Liying hugged her head and rolled on the ground, her whole body soaked in cold sweat, her expression aching.

She glanced at the pill on the table. In the pain, she finally grabbed the pill and put it in her mouth with the attitude of giving it a try.

The elixir melts in the mouth.

A stream of pure medicinal energy moisturizes her body and makes her head cool. All the pain disappears without a trace in an instant.

"Ah...ah... my head, this..."

Her cry became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely. She was squatting on the ground with a confused expression.

"I'm ready."

She looked at Chu Linguang incredulously.

As a medical student studying abroad, she has published several award-winning medical papers. In fact, she has always sneered at the methods of Chinese medicine and the skills of magicians in refining medicine, thinking that Western medicine is the future.

At the same time, I have taken a lot of Chinese medicine for migraine, but every time the effect cannot be compared with the painkillers prescribed by western medicine.

This made her even more disdainful of Chinese medicine.

She turned a deaf ear to those weird pills that failed a test.

She was extremely resistant even if it was the pill produced by Yaowangge.

I didn't believe that the pill made by the warlock's collection of herbs could save the dead and heal the wounded.

It was just Chu Linguang's pill that made her seem to have seen the New World.

The cooling sensation all over the body.

Migraine without a trace.

All made her feel reborn.

She can be sure that the migraine that has been with her for many years has finally disappeared.

It’s just that this pill was really made by Chu Linguang?

Does the pill made by the warlock really have a miraculous effect?

"Boss, there is a special patient in the pharmacy. I don't understand the situation. I have to ask you to go out?"

A junior physician in the pharmacy said at the door of the office.

Although Zhou Haoge removed all the doctors from the Yaowang Pavilion, Qingxin Yaoguan had several doctors of average ability in the original place. Several of them left directly after learning that Yaoguan had been transferred.

The junior doctor in front of him, named Feng Renwang, has a simple heart and stayed in the clear heart medicine.

"Take the patient to Clinic No. 1 and let Dr. Li go and see."

Chu Linguang pointed at Li Liying.

After Li Liying took his medicine, even if she was reluctant, she still had to stay in the hospital to work and pay off her debts, otherwise she would use the money to pay the bill.

"Doctor Li, please."

Feng Renwang led the way.

"I have a lot of trouble. Since you have to keep me, something happened, you can't blame me."

Li Liying hesitated, reminding Chu Linguang, and then followed Feng Renwang to the first consultation room.

After a while, Feng Renwang ran back and knocked on the door: "Boss, I can see you go out in person. This patient is too special, and Dr. Li is helpless."

"Oh."

Chu Linguang was curious.

He was about to take a look at Li Liying's level, but he didn't expect Li Liying to take a shot, but failed.

Came to the first consultation room.

Li Liying looked at Chu Linguang who came in and complained: "You don't have a lot of important inspection equipment here. How do you let me see the patient?"

"I don't need equipment here, I can also treat patients, and the medicine will be cured."

Chu Linguang explained.

"Nonsense, a small pharmacy, if it had this level, it would have been possible to open a hospital long ago."

Li Liying mocked.

"Then tell me, you can see any symptoms from this patient."

Chu Linguang was not angry either, and asked first.

He saw the patient lying on the bed with itchy skin and high fever, and foaming from his mouth from time to time.

"She is clearly poisoned. I need equipment to test the blood on his body to know what poison he has."

Li Liying said quickly.

Such a simple matter can't stop him at all.

"Wrong, he is not poisoned at all."

Chu Linguang shook his head.

"Are you teasing me? He has itchy skin, foaming at the mouth, and a high fever. Isn't it poisoned?"

Li Liying almost scolded her mother.

"It's a respiratory infection. A bowl of herbal soup can be cured."

Under the Shenlong Baodian, Chu Linguang could understand the patient's situation at a glance.

"absurd."

Li Liying felt that she heard the most ridiculous joke. She focused on respiratory diseases. How could she not tell that it was a respiratory infection.

"Boss, I brought the herbal clear soup you mentioned."

Feng Renwang brought a bowl of steaming herbal clear soup.