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< p > ”Hello, Dr. Song?

Duan Hong asked softly.

The old doctor raised his head, took off his reading glasses and looked at the three people in front of him with rapt attention. He nodded and said: ”Hello, I'm Song Huichun.”

Hello, Doctor Song. I'm your patient, Duan Beiping's nephew, Duan Hong.

Duan Hong extended his hand out in a friendly manner and shook Song Huichun's hand.

Song Huichun closed the book. Duan Hong took a peek at it and saw that the Yellow Emperor's Internal Canon was written on the cover. It had four large words written on it.

He had seen this book in the kitchen of the Third Master before.

Song Huichun took out Duan Beiping's case, looked at Duan Hong, and said: ”Young lad, I've never seen you before.”

Duan Hong smiled and said, ”I just got back, and have been doing business outside all this while. As for doctor's information on my uncle's injuries, see if it can be treated.”

In theory, it can still be cured,” Song Huichun said. ”Over the years, medicine has developed, and several of my old classmates have done a lot of research on nerves. They have a unique theory on repairing nerves, and according to your uncle's injury, we even made a special discussion about it.

< p > In the middle, it breaks. If we replace it with a new wire or repair it, it can still be cured, but it never appears clinically, so we don't dare to act rashly. In addition, the treatment fee is also very high.

Duan Hong naturally understood that for a patient with a condition that attracted an expert's discussion, once treatment was treated, the medical expenses would not be low. He asked: ”Doctor, how much do you think it would cost? All these years I've been running around making money. ”

Song Huichun looked at Duan Hong's childish face, but had the tone of an adult speaking, thinking to himself, even if you can earn money at such a young age, how much can you earn?

He immediately replied conservatively, ”A preliminary estimate would require three hundred thousand.”

Duan Hong was inwardly astounded. He had thought that a hundred thousand was already a lot, but he hadn't expected that it would far exceed that amount.

Seeing the uncertainty on Duan Hong's face, Song Huichun said: ”This is the initial calculation of the costs. If it really runs, I'm afraid it's going to be high, but the country currently places a lot of importance on medical treatment, so I estimate that it will be able to reimburse a large portion of the money, which is actually around a few hundred thousand.”

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< p > < p > ”Oh.

Duan Hong heaved a sigh of relief this time, seeing that the bookshelf behind Song Huichun was filled with ancient books on medicine, he thought that he had done a lot of research on ancient medicine, and immediately thought of the Black Jade Paste s that the Third Master's withered root had given him. The thing was smeared with a strong aroma, it was unknown if it had any treatment effects other than being able to cure poisons.

Doctor Song, can ancient medicine cure my uncle's illness?

Song Huichun's eyes lit up. He did not expect that at such a young age, this young man's knowledge and experience was actually much better than those venerable old fellows, and was able to think of the things left behind by the Old Ancestor at such a critical moment.

< p > < p > ”There are quite a few records of nerves in ancient medicine, but now that Western medicine is developed, it usually relies on Western medicine for the treatment of nerves and the most that Chinese medicine can do is to assist. However, I know a lot of profound knowledge about Chinese medicine, so it is still possible to restore the nerves.”

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> Alright, thank you, Dr. Song. I have some Chinese medicine here that was given to me by a senior. According to him, it can cure all diseases, but I don't believe it.

I wonder what kind of ingredients are in there. Can you help me appraise it? ”

Duan Hong said as he took out the box of Black Jade Paste s from below and poked some of them with his finger.

A delicate fragrance assaulted his nostrils, and Song Chun's eyes widened. He immediately removed the black paste on Duan Hong's hand and carefully examined it for a long time before shaking his head.

< p > < p >: ”This thing has a magical effect on external injuries. I can smell the fragrance of Seven Fields and the others' medicine for external injuries. I need to see what's inside through the microscope.”

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