The super crazy son-in-law of the stunning CEO

Chapter 90 The request of the old Chinese doctor

After prescribing Huang Zhiqiang and saying goodbye to Dean Xia, Li Fei left the provincial hospital.

This trip took a lot of time. When I came out of the hospital, it was already past twelve noon.

"Little genius doctor, wait a minute." Li Fei came out, and suddenly heard a voice behind him say.

Li Fei turned his head and saw a 80-[-]-year-old man slowly running towards him.

The old man was wearing a black coat. Although he was old, he looked very healthy, and he was able to run.

Li Fei frowned slightly, and asked, "Old man, what can I do for you?"

The old man looked at Li Fei, and said to himself: "Little genius doctor, my name is Song Yirong, I am an old Chinese doctor, and I also participated in this academic exchange meeting. Just now you treated Secretary Huang, and I saw the whole process. "

After listening to the old man's words, Li Fei nodded slowly, and looked at him inexplicably.

Song Yirong said suddenly: "It's almost dinner time, let me treat you to a meal."

After listening to Song Yirong's words, Li Fei really felt a little hungry.

"Senior Song, I see that you seem to be preoccupied. What can you do with me?" Li Fei asked directly.

Song Yirong didn't hide anything, nodded and said, "Let's find a place to eat and chat while eating."

Because Song Yirong had to attend the academic exchange meeting in the afternoon, and it was difficult to travel far, they found a small restaurant nearby and ordered some home-cooked dishes.

As soon as he sat down, Song Yirong couldn't stop praising him, "Today I've learned a lot. It's the first time I've seen Chinese medicine that can be so miraculous. You're the first, little genius doctor."

"Senior Song, don't call me a little genius doctor, just call me Li Fei." Li Fei smiled wryly.

Song Yirong nodded, and said, "Mr. Li, I, Song Yirong, have practiced medicine for decades, and I didn't see Secretary Huang's illness just now, but you just observed it and you were able to rejuvenate. It's incredible."

Li Fei waved his hands, and said helplessly, "Mr. Song, you came to find me, isn't it just to say these things?"

Song Yirong just picked up the chopsticks, but his face darkened when he heard what Li Fei said. He put down the chopsticks and sighed.

"It's okay, Mr. Song, don't worry, just speak slowly."

Song Yirong then sighed, and finally said: "To be honest, I found Mr. Li, and I really wanted to ask for it."

"Old Song, what's the matter, you just say it's okay."

Song Yirong hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice, and said meaningfully: "The reason why I found Mr. Li is that I have nothing else to ask, but I hope you can treat my daughter's illness."

"What happened to your daughter?" Li Fei asked.

Song Yirong shook his head and said, "I just don't know the symptoms. This is the most troublesome thing. Our family has several generations of Chinese medicine practitioners, and I believe that my level of Chinese medicine is also one of the best. Mr. Li, you can go and inquire about my Songyitang. It is definitely a provincial capital. It’s a well-known name, but I’m ashamed to say that I can’t even see my own daughter’s illness.”

"Can you tell me what's going on?" Li Fei frowned and asked.

Song Yirong said lightly: "From the past few years, my daughter has suddenly become weak and fainted from time to time. I don't know how many hospitals I have taken her to see in these years, but there is nothing wrong with her body. However, I have no idea about this matter. Don't dare to spread the word everywhere, you say that I am a dignified old Chinese medicine doctor, I have opened such a big Chinese medicine shop, and I can't even cure my own daughter's illness, I am a coward... This... If it spreads out, it will be disgraceful to my face. "

Li Fei could tell that although the old man was seven or eighty years old, he still cared about his reputation.

"Mr. Song, since you have taken your daughter to so many hospitals, didn't any of them tell you what's going on?" Li Fei asked in surprise.

Song Yirong nodded, and said, "I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner myself, and I don't even have a clue. But I saw Secretary Huang's illness when I saw you just now. I think you must have a solution."

Li Fei thought for a while, then said after a while, "Well, let's make an appointment, and I will come to visit in person, what do you think?"

In any case, it is the benevolence of the doctor. Since Song Yirong has already come to the door, Li Fei naturally has no reason to refuse.

"That's really great!" Song Yirong hurriedly said, "Today we only had a light meal at noon. I have an academic exchange meeting in the afternoon, and I will prepare a dinner at my house in the evening. I wonder if you are free, Mr. Li."

Li Fei nodded and said, "Okay, no problem."

After having a casual meal with the old man, Li Fei returned directly to Longhu Hotel.

But when the car arrived at the Longhu Hotel, Li Fei couldn't help but turn around and arrived at the gate of the Provincial University.

The car stopped at the gate of the provincial capital university. Li Fei had been watching the school gate for a long time. He wanted to go in, but hesitated for a long time, and drove back to the Longhu Hotel.

Recalling the warm scene with Xie Yuyan yesterday, Li Fei felt indescribably complicated.He didn't know if he would have a chance to see this girl in the future.

But... Even if he saw it, how should he face Xie Yuyan.

Back at the hotel, Li Fei closed the curtains to get rid of distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged on the bed, and let the zhenqi in his body swim through his body.

I don't know how long it took before a feeling of relief came, and Li Fei was already dripping with sweat.

Look at my body, although it is still bruised and purple, but there is almost no pain.

After taking a comfortable hot shower and changing into clean clothes, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The time agreed with Song Yirong was six o'clock in the afternoon. Li Fei packed up the silver needle and started to leave.

Followed the navigation from one end of the provincial capital to the other. When we arrived at Song's Manor, it was only ten minutes before six o'clock.

Song's Manor, quiet and solemn.

Li Fei saw that there were two big stone lions at the gate of Song's Manor, and the simple and simple Suzhou garden-style architecture, it could be seen that Song Yirong was indeed a staid old Chinese medicine school.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Li?" Walking to the door, a slender girl in a cheongsam suddenly asked.

Li Fei nodded, and heard the little girl say: "Hello, I am the steward of the Songyi Hall. Mr. Song is still attending the academic exchange meeting, so he asked me to wait for you at the door."

Follow the housekeeper and walk in. Surrounded by rockery pools, carved with stone dragon patterns, you walk into the hall of Song's house, which is also designed in classical Chinese and Chinese style.

Li Fei sat down on the sofa and saw that the restaurant not far away was already filled with sumptuous dishes.

Bringing Li Fei into the living room, filled him with a glass of Biluochun, and the housekeeper went out.