Fujiwara Ayaka sighed softly.

The breeze blew over, causing the branches beside her to rustle.

"Ah!" Mrs. Fujiwara in the wheelchair suddenly started struggling. Half of her body was paralyzed, and only her left hand could move. But for some reason, she was holding the wheelchair with her left hand desperately, as if she was going to the Zen monastery.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Fujiwara Ayaka looked at her mother strangely.

Because her mother was paralyzed, could not speak, and could not understand what others meant. She only occasionally expressed such excited expressions, so she did not quite understand what it meant.

The attendant woman who had taken care of Mrs. Fujiwara for many years understood what Mrs. Fujiwara meant and explained: "Miss, it's 8 o'clock. Maybe the lady is anxious to go to the Zen Temple to listen to Master Wuxiang's lecture on Buddhism. Only at this time, the lady will be like this

."

"Well, that may be the case." Fujiwara Ayaka thought for a while. Her mother had been a Buddhist for many years and her favorite was Master Wu Xiang of Kinkakuji Temple.

Speaking of Master Wuxiang, Fujiwara Ayaka also knew that when he was young, Master Wuxiang’s parents died due to an earthquake at home. Fortunately, with the help of his mother, he was able to continue to live. Later, the reason why he was able to enter the Kinkakuji Temple was withered.

Zen Master Ye accepted him as his disciple, and his mother also helped him.

In the past, Master Wuxiang would always leave Kinkakuji for a period of time and travel outside. However, since something happened to his mother, Master Wuxiang has been staying in the Zen monastery, studying medical skills, and trying to cure his mother's illness.

.

For Master Wu Xiang, Fujiwara Ayaka is also very grateful.

After all, she had been busy working in Tokyo, and every weekend, Master Wuxiang accompanied her mother, just like half a son.

"Mom, stop moving, be careful of falling. Okay, okay, I understand, now it's time to see Master Wuxiang." Ayaka Fujiwara pushed Mrs. Fujiwara towards the Zen monastery as if coaxing a child.

…

Outside the walls of the monastery.

"Mrs. Fujiwara is here!"

Originally, there were many monks gathered around the door to watch the fun. I don't know who shouted, and everyone dispersed.

Seeing the servants of the Fujiwara family and many bodyguards coming, the master of Kinkakuji clasped his hands together and recited: "Amitabha."

Then, a group of monks moved out of the way to allow Mrs. Fujiwara to enter.

They are all very familiar with the Fujiwara family. They know that Mrs. Fujiwara visits Brother Wuxiang every week, and they also understand the relationship between Brother Wuxiang and Mrs. Fujiwara. So at this time, these monks

, then slowly dispersed, not disturbing Brother Wuxiang as he chanted sutras and prayed for Mrs. Fujiwara.

As soon as she walked in, Fujiwara Ayaka saw Monk Wuxiang sitting with a handsome young man.

Monk Wuxiang himself is a handsome and rare handsome man. However, compared to the man next to him, he is still inferior.

When the man spoke, he always had a smile. At first glance, there was nothing special about him. However, listening to his words and observing his behavior, Fujiwara Ayaka could not help but think of a saying that ancient people used to describe beautiful men: A gentleman is like jade.

Gentle and elegant.

"Huh?" However, after a few more glances, Fujiwara Ayaka suddenly realized that this man looked familiar!

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Do you know him?" The female attendant on the side made a surprised sound when she saw her young lady, her expression also changed, and she couldn't help asking.

Fujiwara Ayaka couldn't help but smile and said: "Didn't you just mention the miracle doctor Yang Yunfan to me? Isn't the man sitting with Master Wuxiang Yang Yunfan?"

"What? He is Yang Yunfan." The female attendant was dumbfounded after hearing this. She thought that Yang Yunfan was very difficult to serve. Even the master said that he was unruly, but this man sat with Monk Wuxiang, smiled and talked, and saw that

It's not that annoying.

"Ah!" At this time, Mrs. Fujiwara was in the wheelchair and waved her hands excitedly.

She has no impression of other people, almost as if she is demented. However, every time she sees Monk Wuxiang, she becomes very excited. Therefore, the Fujiwara family members often take her to the Kinkakuji Temple, hoping to stimulate her and make her happy.

She gets better.

"Mrs. Fujiwara, you are here! How are you recently?" Monk Wuxiang hurriedly stepped forward, leaned down, and held Mrs. Fujiwara's only movable left hand with both hands. Her hand felt dry and cold, and

The gentle and delicate aristocratic lady of a few years ago is completely incomparable.

This made Monk Wuxiang feel very uncomfortable.

He turned to look at Yang Yunfan and begged: "Mr. Yang, this is Mrs. Fujiwara I mentioned to you. Do you think her illness can be cured?"

Others also immediately looked at Yang Yunfan.

"Brother Yang, this aunt looks so pitiful. Monk Wuxiang is quite nice. I lied to him, and he wasn't angry. He even invited me to drink kumquat honey tea. Can you help that aunt?" Jiang Xiaoya said.

Behind him, Yang Yunfan pulled on Yang Yunfan's clothes and begged.

"Yeah, Yang Yunfan, I can't stand other people crying. Every time I see this kind of scene, I want to cry." Ye Qingxue cries every time she watches a sad drama at home. In reality,

Encountering such a tragic incident, she felt more uncomfortable than anyone else and kept urging Yang Yunfan.

"Okay, I'm not a hard-hearted person. How come I'm like a big devil?"

Yang Yunfan comforted the two women and walked to Mrs. Fujiwara.

"Mr. Yang..."

Seeing that Monk Wuxiang looked excited and seemed to want to kneel down to plead, Yang Yunfan hurriedly stopped him and said: "Don't kneel down yet. I'll take a preliminary look first and then talk."

"Okay, Mr. Yang, please!" Monk Wuxiang hurriedly moved away.

Yang Yunfan squatted in front of Mrs. Fujiwara and asked her a few questions, but the other party seemed not to understand. Then, she pinched Mrs. Fujiwara's limbs. Except for the left hand, which was more flexible, the reaction of the left leg was already very slow.

But there is still some awareness.

As for the right limb, it was almost completely paralyzed.

Yang Yunfan stood up and asked Fujiwara Ayaka on the side: "Are you her daughter? Can I ask you a few questions about your mother?"

"Hai! Please ask Dr. Yang." Fujiwara Ayaka looked at this legendary miracle doctor. Her father also said that this man was unruly and did not give the Fujiwara family face. If he went back and told his father, the other party would not ask for anything this time.

If he just helped his mother see a doctor, would he be shocked?

Yang Yunfan said: "Your mother probably had a cerebral hemorrhage and then underwent craniotomy and drainage surgery before this happened, right?"

"Yes." Fujiwara Ayaka nodded.

Yang Yunfan took advantage of Mrs. Fujiwara's screams and checked her tongue coating, then checked her pulse, and then said: "The tongue is red, the coating is sparse, and the pulse is thin and weak. It seems that your mother should not be able to sleep at night."

You're steady, you wake up easily, and your appetite isn't very good, right?"

"Yes! Dr. Yang Mingjian!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Fujiwara Ayaka's eyes. This Yang Yunfan lived up to his reputation. He knew everything about his mother without even asking, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"The right limb is paralyzed, the language is poor, and I can't understand. Well, it's a typical stroke and hemiplegia. It can be cured, but it's a bit troublesome. It may take three to five days..." Yang Yunfan frowned,

Then I sighed, feeling that it would take too long.

However, his words almost scared the people on the side to death.

When he started talking about trouble, everyone thought he couldn't be cured, so they all raised their hearts in their throats! However, Yang Yunfan's next words almost made everyone angry to death!

A disease that can be cured in three to five days is said to be troublesome and slow?
Chapter completed!