Everyone immediately started to talk, and they praised Chen Fan's medical skills.

And the old man knew that his life was saved by Chen Fan, so he immediately thanked Lianlian.

"I'm just a simple task, so don't be polite, sir," Chen Fan said with a smile.

"Old man, can I ask you? Did your lungs get injured when you were young?" Qian Zhongxiang asked.

"How do you know?" The old man looked at Qian Zhongxiang in surprise, and then hurriedly said: "My injury is a sequelae left by fighting the Japanese. When I was fine, I always coughed. I just wanted to drink a sip of water, but I didn't expect this

It almost cost me my life.”

"No wonder." Qian Zhongxiang nodded and continued, "Old man, your disease was not completely cured by the lung injury back then, leaving blood stasis inside. Over time, the blood stasis accumulates more and more, and it turns into a blood clot.

, which makes you cough frequently and vomit it out this time, and nothing will happen in the future."

"Old Qian is right. This is because of the vicious cycle. Now, as long as you take good care of it, nothing will happen in the future." Chen Fan nodded and continued, "Old man, I am

You can take a few prescriptions for regulating qi and moistening lungs, relieving cough and removing stasis. You can get a complete recovery after taking a few pairs." After that, Chen Fan found paper and pen and quickly wrote a prescription for the old man.

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"Xiaofan, your prescription is wonderful." Looking at the medicinal materials on the prescription, Qian Zhongxiang couldn't help but nod and said.

"Your old man Qian, you have been too rewarded." Chen Fan said modestly, then handed the prescription to the old man. After a few more words, he returned to the first class amid the old man's thanks.
Chapter completed!