737: C737 The Illness Was too Strange

C737 The Illness Was too Strange

It was absolutely impossible for Soong Qiao to say that in the past.

Especially to an unfamiliar young man, saying such words to him was unless the sun rose from the west.

At this moment, she no longer cared about being shy or reserved.

After all, if this country boy in front of her really wanted her to treat him, her hope would be extremely slim. If she wanted to treat him, the possibility would be virtually zero.

However, she was currently in such a condition. This was her last and only chance.

Mao Xiaojun began to ponder. He was thinking about whether he should use the ready-made herbs that he brought with him to apply it on Soong Qiao.

If the herbs did not work and there were side effects, it would be a big problem if she was directly cured.

Therefore, at this moment, he was very conflicted.

"Jun, do you want to help me take a look at the wound below?"

Soong Qiao's words made Mao Xiaojun realize that this beauty in front of him did not want to leave the world just like that.

She was only in her twenties, and she was still in her prime. Moreover, her family was still so well-off. If she really left, would she be able to accept it?

"Miss Soong Qiao, I need to study your condition. Also, I want to take a few photos of the parts where your illness occurs. Use it. Research. ... I will concentrate on my research downstairs. Within two hours, there will be an initial treatment plan. What do you think? "

In fact, Mao Xiaojun wanted to take a picture and go downstairs to his room. He took out Uncle Hua's medical book and carefully read the various medical cases recorded on it.

He always felt that Soong Qiao's illness seemed to have been recorded in Uncle Hua's medical book.

As long as he could find a similar case, he could try to treat her.

Whether she could be cured or not, would depend on heaven's will.

"Un, alright!"

Soong Qiao immediately lifted up her clothes. Mao Xiaojun took out a camera and took a few photos of her chest condition.

After that, he put away his phone and said to Soong Qiao, "Miss Song, I will go out first. I will go downstairs and study it by myself. When the research is done, I will let Sis Jin Lian come upstairs to tell you. "

"Yes, thank you, Little Jun."

Soong Qiao smiled bitterly and nodded. Actually, she did not have much hope in her heart.

But she was not willing to die so painfully and without dignity.

"Miss Song, I will go downstairs first. You have a good rest."

"Okay."

Mao Xiaojun walked to the door of the room and gently opened the door. Soong Xin was anxiously waiting outside.

Seeing the countryside kid come out, she hurriedly asked, "Little Jun, did you see my sister's wound? How is it? Can it be treated? "

Mao Xiaojun looked troubled." Miss Xin, your sister has a strange illness that is very difficult to treat. To be honest, I am not confident at all. Let me think about it later. I can only try to treat it."

Mao Xiaojun was telling the truth. This made Soong Xin angry. "You bastard, you can't cure my sister's illness. Then what are you doing here? Just now, when you entered, I told you... The place where my sister got sick is not for men. You saw it now, didn't you? If you can't cure my sister's illness, don't even think about getting better."

" Miss Xin, you are being unreasonable. I will go downstairs to study the treatment plan now and come back later to take a look."

Mao Xiaojun knew Soong Xin's mood. After all, she was his biological sister. Now that she was so ill, her life could be in danger at any time. It was only natural that she was in a bad mood.

"Let me tell you, if anything happens to my sister, you will not be able to escape responsibility."1

Actually, it wasn't that she was unreasonable. She wanted to give this country boy some pressure. Even if he couldn't cure her sister's illness, she hoped that he could control her sister's illness.

Mao Xiaojun ignored Soong Xin and walked downstairs by himself.

When he arrived downstairs, Jin Lian and Qiao Xiaoqing immediately walked over.

"Little Jun, have you seen my little sister's condition? Can it be cured?"

Jin Lian was very worried about Soong Qiao's condition. Currently, only Mao Xiaojun could cure her little sister's illness.

"Sis Jin Lian, Miss Song's condition is indeed very serious. To be honest, I have never seen this kind of illness before. Regarding the treatment of this kind of illness, I am not even half sure." Mao Xiaojun sighed and continued, "But today, I brought my grandfather's medical book. Now, I'll go and read the medical book carefully to see if I can find a disease like Miss Song's. "

Jin Lian knew very well what the little bastard said. It was just that there was no hope of curing her little sister's illness.

However, Qiao Xiaoqing, who was standing beside Jin Lian, had a look of disdain on her face. "Country bumpkin, I see that you also do not have the ability to cure that Sister Song's illness. At this moment, what kind of ancestral medical book was this? If you can really cure Sister Song's illness, I'll take your surname."

After being scolded by Qiao Xiaoqing, Mao Xiaojun felt very unhappy in his heart.

It was originally an incurable illness, and he was not a Godly Doctor, so how could he possibly cure it?

You b * tch, you scolded me repeatedly, and I have to take this lying down.

"Xiaoqing, you can't say that. Miss Song's illness can't even be cured by the experts of the best hospital. I am just a young doctor in the village. How can I have the confidence to cure her?"

"Can't cure it? Then why are you still so long-winded? Go back to where you belong. "

The hillbilly contradicted her with a few words, which made Qiao Xiaoqing even more unhappy.

"Xiaoqing, don't talk about Little Jun. Let Little Jun study it properly." Jin Lian pulled Qiao Xiaoqing and then said to Mao Xiaojun, "Little Jun, you go to the hall downstairs and study the medical books properly."

"Yes, Sis Jin Lian!"

Mao Xiaojun did not bother with Qiao Xiaoqing anymore and directly walked downstairs to the lobby.

In the lobby, he found a sofa in the corner and sat down.

He took out Uncle Hua's medical book from beside him and placed it on the coffee table beside the sofa. He flipped through the pages one by one.

After carefully flipping through the book for half an hour, he suddenly saw a prescription.

This prescription was used to treat all kinds of rotting diseases in a person's body. Uncle Hua also recorded a simple medical case.

Eight years ago, on a night, a gangster boss suddenly came to Peach Blossom Village and asked him to treat the illnesses in his body. Uncle Hua took a look. This guy's entire body was rotting, and his condition was very serious.

He was also at a loss for what to do. He told that person that he could not cure this disease.

He simply gave him some detoxifying and heat-clearing herbs and let him apply them back.

After the hooligan boss left, Uncle Hua kept thinking about that strange illness. After about three months, he finally came up with a prescription.

After that, he wrote down the prescription for this untreated patient in the medical book. He also noted at the back that he himself was not confident. This might be a prescription to fight poison with poison.

Moreover, it also said that this was the most risky treatment. If the medicine was used wrongly, it might cause the patient to die.

Mao Xiaojun looked at the composition of this prescription.

There was a total of sixteen medicines. Many of them were similar to the medicine in the secret prescription for treating injuries, but the last three medicines gave him a fright.

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