"Thank you."

"No thanks, this is a prescription my friend got from a century-old pharmacy in Guangzhou. I think it might be useful to you."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Huang Feihong resumed speaking. He had so much to say at the moment that he didn’t know what to say. He said thank you several times and picked up the prescription to take a look.

Every time I looked at one picture, there was one more star in my eyes. When I saw the last picture, I couldn't help but admire it.

"Good prescriptions. These are all prescriptions for treating serious diseases. For example, this one can relieve the pain of tuberculosis patients. This one can help patients with advanced liver disease live a few more years. This one..."

Huang Feihong put his index and middle fingers together, gently pointed in front of the crumpled prescription, and introduced it to Zhou Xiaoxing like a treasure trove. The latter interrupted his class with a wave of his hand.

"Master Huang, just accept it. I'm not interested in these."

In the great social environment of the Qing Dynasty, even if there were many benevolent doctors like Huang Feihong, they still could not save the declining society.

"Do you still have..."

Huang Feihong couldn't put it down after seeing these good recipes, and wanted more at the same time. Last time Zhou Xiaoxing gave him seven, and this time he gave six. Is there any reason why there won't be any more?

Since it will be given to him sooner or later, why not give it to him all at once?

"Well, Master Huang, I know you want these to save more people, but now I really don't have any, but if there is a chance later, I will definitely give them to you."

To comfort Huang Feihong, who was slightly disappointed, Zhou Xiaoxing suddenly thought that he would go back in time tomorrow and there were still many things to deal with, such as Gui Wangda's leg injury. He then handed Huang Feihong a cup of tea and smiled.

Huang Feihong laid out the prescriptions with his hands, folded them up with great care, took out his spare belt, wrapped up these precious prescriptions, and put them back in his arms.

He raised his head and met Zhou Xiaoxing's greedy gaze. His eyebrows were stretched out and the corners of his mouth were raised. He looked fine.

"Master Huang, I wonder if you happen to have a prescription for treating leg injuries."

The two looked at each other, Huang Feihong's eyes dodge slightly, it's true, since he treated Gui Jiaoqi's leg injury in the capital, he has been opening medical books, thinking about modifying and improving the existing prescriptions for treating leg injuries.

Gui Jiao Qi's legs are naturally much stronger than those of ordinary people. As long as they are treated properly, they can recover quickly.

What about the injured legs of other ordinary people, or the legs of people who are worse than Gui Jia Qi’s legs? How to treat them?

This problem bothered him all the way. It wasn't until this time that he recovered from his eye injury and spent a lot more time alone that he finally figured it out.

No matter what kind of leg injury it is, finding out the cause of the injury is the key. Treating the disease requires prescribing the right medicine. This is the principle.

Zhou Xiaoxing's eyes were focused together, and he carefully observed the changes in Huang Feihong's expression. One part was surprised, two parts strange, three parts worried, and four parts calm.

Is this the kind of medicine that has a prescription or a well-thought-out plan?

"Master Huang, my friend is like this. When he was young, he relied on fists and kicks to make a living. He was not a bad person like Gui Jiao Qi who followed Zhao Tianba. He really relied on his strength to get out of the circle."<

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"When he was at his most powerful, it was not a problem for one person to fight against more than a dozen people. If he was good at martial arts, there was nothing he could do about it. Once, he was unlucky and met a strong opponent. He failed and had his legs broken. Until now,

More than 20 years later, it has not recovered."

He didn't specifically explain Gui Wangda's detailed life experience. After briefly talking about it, Zhou Xiaoxing raised his eyes with a look of expectation on his face. He believed that he was as smart as Huang Feihong and could understand what he said.

The experience of Gui Jiao Qi is very different. Zhou Xiaoxing doesn't want to be too straightforward. He has a close relationship with this person. Maybe he is his father or someone with a father-like role.

Huang Feihong touched the tea cup and continued to think. Good leg and foot skills meant that the leg structure was stronger than ordinary people. The profession of martial arts is most about talent. Every martial arts student who can make a name for himself has physical fitness several times better than ordinary people.

People.

Once such a person is injured, especially a fatal injury, most likely he will not recover. Just think of the person Zhou Xiaoxing mentioned. It has been twenty years. Huang Feihong does not believe that he has not seen a doctor or received long-term treatment.

To this day, Zhou Xiaoxing is still inquiring about prescriptions for treating leg injuries. It seems that he has visited all the doctors he can find.

Not cured.

He prides himself on his extraordinary medical skills and has been called a miracle doctor many times. Just hearing Zhou Xiaoxing say this means that this man's leg injury is very serious, at least more serious than Gui Jia Qi.

Fortunately, he had consulted medical books many times during this period, and coupled with his more than ten years of experience in treating diseases and saving people, he finally summed up a prescription that he could take back to Zhou Xiaoxing and try to treat it.

Or after tomorrow, after they finish solving Lei Yixiao's matter, it would be okay for him to make a special trip to Zhou Xiaoxing's hometown to treat this patient.

Putting down the cup in his hand, Huang Feihong seriously stated the two solutions he had thought of, and took out a prescription and handed it to Zhou Xiaoxing.

"Thank you, Master Huang. It's enough to have a prescription. You don't have to go to my hometown, it's so far."

After taking the prescription, I originally thought it was the same ghostly writing. When I casually rejected Huang Feihong, I lowered my head and saw that Master Huang's handwriting was extremely graceful and meaningful, and his writing was vigorous and powerful, just like himself, young and mature.

Master Huang, do you have any surprises that everyone doesn’t know about?

The system reminded me not to take things back from this time and space, but it didn't say not to memorize them, so I kept them in my mind and took them back.

However, after looking at it for three or four times, Zhou Xiaoxing memorized all the contents of this prescription, and it was still in his mind. This is the benefit of compulsory education. The cram-feeding education makes Zhou Xiaoxing's ability to endorse things gradually increase. Bedo

The sadness is not unreasonable.

No, Zhou Xiaoxing gave up on the prescription he spent more than four months researching after looking at it four times, once a month on average.

"Xiao Xing, you can keep it, I've remembered it."

"I remember it too."

Uh...

Where am I? Who am I? Can I explain this sentence?

After all, he is also a person with extraordinary talents. The reason is that when he is around Zhou Xiaoxing, he can be crushed all the time, and it is still overwhelming.

After sighing a few times, Huang Feihong put away the prescription and pushed it back. Seeing that Zhou Xiaoxing didn't even look at it, he quickly took it back.

"You really don't need me to accompany you back. I am a doctor. I can adjust the prescription in time when I see the patient. This is very beneficial to his treatment."

Doctors have a parental heart. It was rare for Huang Feihong to hear such a case. While he was happy, he was also very worried about his condition.

Yes, his prescription can treat most leg injuries, but what if the patient Zhou Xiaoxing mentioned is the one in 10,000 exception?

Zhou Xiaoxing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled at Huang Feihong.
Chapter completed!