——"Father is right!"

——"As the son of my second uncle, he has been unable to go back since he came to Changsha. He really...should really stop Guan Lin, the rebellious son, and not let him continue to make mistakes!"

Over here...Zhuge Ke is still daydreaming.

Over there, Guan Lin has already stepped in.

only…

Diao Chan gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind. She...she would never let another relative be taken away in front of her...and then led into the abyss of eternal destruction!

Immediately, Diao Chan hugged Guan Lin's thigh, and she knelt on the ground.

"——Young master, please, just treat me as...please, my foster father... my foster father can't stand being frightened!"

Diao Chan’s voice was very restrained…

Even though she knelt down, even if she hugged Guan Lin's legs, even if she meant what she said, she still didn't dare to speak too loudly, as if... for fear that her adoptive father lying on the bed in the back room... would be frightened.

call…

Guan Lin was deeply moved by Diao Chan's actions.

Such a beautiful and filial woman... Even if we look through history, we don't see many of them.

only…

——"Beautiful woman, how do you know that your adoptive father Zhang Zhongjing is destined to suffer such a disaster this year?"

——"Perhaps my move may not be able to save him, but...anyway, your adoptive father is also dead, so I can only give it a try. A dead horse is treated as a living horse!"

Of course, Guan Lin could actually choose to tell the beautiful woman in front of him the truth.

But, who would believe it?

The most famous medical book in the world, Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases, was compiled by Zhang Zhongjing.

Who would believe…

These medical books you wrote are better than "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", can they save him?

Guan Lin wanted to throw Diao Chan away, but Diao Chan hugged Guan Lin's thigh tightly, hugging her tighter and tighter... It was hard to imagine that a woman with no strength could make Guan Lin, a man, unable to break away at all.

Guan Lin had no choice but to wink to the left and right, signaling to pull the woman away.

The sound of "——tapping" footsteps suddenly resounded in the courtyard.

The sudden sound of footsteps clearly made Zhang Zhongjing in the room realize something.

"——Cough cough cough cough cough..."

"——Cough cough cough..."

First there was a continuous coughing sound, which to outsiders sounded like heart-wrenching pain.

Diao Chan seemed to be alarmed by something, and quickly stood up, without even bothering to grab Guan Lin's thigh, and ran into the house.

But when he approached the door, he looked back deeply... and gave Guan Lin a "shh" gesture.

Guan Lin lowered his footsteps and followed slowly, but did not enter the door. He only stood in front of the door.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Zhang Zhongjing's cough sounded again.

Finally, with Diao Chan's care, the coughing stopped.

Diao Chan's voice kept coming out: "My foster father... my foster father... why did I vomit so much blood this time? My foster father is a doctor. Have we forgotten that at this time, we should rest more and avoid working too hard!"

At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing's hoarse voice came out.

"Ahem...but...but someone came to seek medical treatment? Let...let them come in, no...ahem...ahem...can't stop them."

"Treating... curing diseases and saving people is my... ahem... duty as a doctor. As long as I live for one day, I should... ahem... treat one more person and leave hope for one more person in this world.

Our ancestors have a saying, doctors...never refuse to diagnose!"

Even though he was so weak, even if he was terminally ill, Zhang Zhongjing still thought of the patient.

His whole life has been like this...

His hometown was in Nanyang, and his father was a scholar and an official in the imperial court. He had the opportunity to come into contact with many classics since he was a child, but it was only when he saw the story of Bian Que's visit to Qi Huanhou that his heart palpitated.

This is also the origin of his strong interest in medicine.

War disasters continued and epidemics prevailed. Due to the raging typhoid fever, in his hometown of Nanyang, his people had only ten rooms empty!

Since then, he has devoted himself to practicing medicine to help the world.

To defeat this incurable disease of typhoid fever.

During the reign of Emperor Ling, he served as the prefect of Changsha. He was the first to open a medical clinic in an official government office, and he continued the custom of doctors "sitting in the clinic" for thousands of years.

In order to completely defeat the damn "typhoid fever", he resolutely resigned...

I traveled all over the world and sorted out the diagnosis and treatment methods for each syndrome.

Finally, after decades of work, he compiled "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", which helped the Han people overcome the raging "typhoid fever problem" in one fell swoop!

His medical knowledge is admirable, and his medical skills and medical ethics are also awe-inspiring.

This is what is called - the benevolence of doctors.

At this point, although Guan Lin also wants to save people, this is "little love". What Zhang Zhongjing carries in his original scene is the real great love!

And as Zhang Zhongjing's voice fell.

Diao Chan consoled her: "My adoptive father is worried too much. He is not a patient. Recently...the three disciples of my adoptive father have achieved great success in medical skills. They have spread all over the country...all the patients nearby have been treated long ago. How can there be anyone who comes to seek medical treatment? Just now...yes"

Next door, Auntie Li and Uncle Zhang were quarreling. Now they were getting into a fight, which caused the neighbors to gather together, so... it became a bit noisy."

Under Diao Chan's white lies.

Zhang Zhongjing's breathing became much smoother.

"As long as you're not a patient... that's fine!"

After talking about this, Zhang Zhongjing lay down again as if he had lost all strength, but in his mouth, he murmured:

——“Look, listen, inquire and treat the disease accordingly.”

——“To seek ancient teachings diligently, you need to have the ambition to help others. Learn from many methods and don’t follow trends!”

These words are like the epitome of his simple and noble life.

call…

On the contrary, Guan Lin outside the door exhaled a long breath.

He actually had the urge to go in just now, but...feeling Zhang Zhongjing's trembling voice, he couldn't help but hesitate.

He was really worried that putting this box of medical books in front of him and studying them without sleep or food would actually aggravate his physical decline.

Having said that.

Such a miraculous doctor...seeing such exquisite medical books from later generations?

How can you not put it down? You completely forget everything, forget about time, and forget about your own illness?

These medical books cannot be handed over to such a "great-loving" person!

At this moment, Guan Lin realized that although his original plan, original idea, and original intention were good, maybe this good intention would end up doing the wrong thing.

He had to...change his plans.

At this moment, Diao Chan slowly walked out of the door, as if she had served her adoptive father Zhang Zhongjing to sleep again. She closed the door and bowed deeply to Guan Lin. She bit her lip with her teeth and murmured in a low voice.

The way.

——"Thank you very much, sir!"

call…

Guan Lin took a long breath and immediately looked at Diao Chan again.

He nodded heavily.

With a wave of his hand, he motioned for the tribe to follow him out.

Diao Chan caught up with Guan Lin and groaned deeply.

"Thank you, sir..."

It was as if her gratitude was beyond words.

Unexpectedly, Guan Lin also lowered his voice and replied with a faint smile.

——"Don't be too busy thanking me. You will know later that you thanked me too early!"

After saying that, Guan Lin walked out of the yard.

Diao Chan was the only one left, and she still couldn't understand what the young master's "Thank you too early" meant.

…

"——Come out."
To be continued...