Chapter 12: Full of Confidence

After getting the address and contact information, Song Yan left, went to the mall to buy a set of clothes, and then found a public toilet on the roadside. A featureless old man appeared on the street, quietly, and no one could see him. His presence was not noticed.

When you get in a taxi and arrive in a luxurious affluent area, the car can only park at the door.

The security guard guarding the door walked straight over. Song Yan had to get out of the car first, and then made a phone call to go out. Soon someone came in a hurry. After looking at Song Yan for a moment, he respectfully invited her in.

"The president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has already contacted us. You should have a general understanding of our young master's physical condition, right?"

The man asked first, but he was actually hiding some temptations.

Song Yan pretended not to know and nodded, “I have already read Mr. Xue's medical records and have some general ideas. The main thing is to look at Mr. Xue's specific situation before making a decision."

"That……"

"I'm fully confident, don't worry."

The man's breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment, and he wanted to look up, but he was worried that he would offend Song Yan. He clenched his hands at his side to suppress his excitement.

The Xue family's house is at the end of this road, and the surrounding area is empty. It seems that they want to have a quiet environment for Xue Hong to cultivate.

Xue Hong is the youngest son of the Xue family, and he is also everyone's favorite child, so when Song Yan arrived, the Xue family had already arrived.

Mother Xue had tears in her eyes. She was a little surprised when she saw Song Yan, but she was more hopeful, “Are you X? Please save my child. My child has obviously done nothing wrong. Why?" To suffer for so many years? Now, now I'm going to lose this child..."

Father Xue's eyes were full of grief, he hugged his wife tightly, and said to Song Yan calmly, “I'm sorry, my wife has lost her temper. Many doctors have come to visit my son recently, and they have all issued notices of critical illness. People even told me bluntly that they had no energy to save their lives.”

"Sir, Madam, Mr. X has just said that he is absolutely sure!"

"Really?!"

Mother Xue's eyes burst with strong surprise, and she eagerly inquired about Song Yan, “Can you really save my son?"

Song Yan nodded and said in a light voice, “There has been a precedent for this among my patients. If nothing else happens, there should be no problem."

"Where is Mr. Xue now?"

Mother Xue rubbed her red eyes and quickly took Song Yan upstairs. In the dark room, she saw the man lying on the hospital bed.

The man looked very young, with a handsome and delicate face. If his face were not so pale that it was almost transparent, he would still be a very outstanding person.

The man seemed to be awakened, and it was extremely difficult to open his eyes. After seeing Song Yan, he nodded slightly and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

A light flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and she stepped forward to hold his wrist, her eyes darkening slightly.

"Mr. X, is there any problem?" Mother Xue asked cautiously.

Song Yan shook his head and his expression returned to normal, “Your master's condition is similar to what I thought. I am indeed sure that he can be treated, but his physical condition has been delayed for too long, so I have to use some special methods."

"I will write the prescription to you later. You can get the medicine as soon as possible. Next, I will give him an injection. Let me explain in advance that he will be in great pain during this period, but you will see obvious changes after the pain."

The faces of Xue's parents changed several times, and Xue's mother's eyes turned red again, and she hesitated.

Father Xue stared at Song Yan with burning eyes.

They believed in the president of the Chinese Medicine Association and had heard of X's famous name. Under normal circumstances, he would still be willing to believe it unconditionally, but now his son is in danger.

If he made the wrong move, he would most likely have to collect his son's body in the next second. He couldn't make up his mind, and he didn't dare.

Most of the patients Song Yan had handled were only one step away from death. She had also come into contact with many such family members. She was not dissatisfied at all, but looked at Xue Hong.

She turned her wrist, and a silver light appeared on her fingertips, piercing into a certain acupoint of his.

"You are still awake now. I will give you a little strength. You can decide whether to believe me or not."

Xue Hong looked at her eyes quietly, calm and calm, as if he had seen the plainness of the world, which was reassuring.

He nodded, “No matter what the outcome is, it won't be worse than what I am now. I don't want my parents to see me writhing in pain on the hospital bed all the time."

There was a choking sound from behind, and Song Yan lowered his voice, “There will be good results. I never joke."

A large amount of medicinal materials were used to make a medicated bath for Xue Hong. After they were almost ready, Song Yan went in to give him acupuncture.

For two hours, the people guarding the door could hear the painful sounds coming from inside. Even if they tried their best to suppress it, they would still be clearly conveyed.

Xue's mother cried and fell into Xue's father's arms, her fingers tightly clenching the clothes on his body.

After a long time, the sound finally stopped.

Song Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, closed her eyes for a while and then walked out slowly, but she could still feel the weakness in her hands and feet. It had been too long since she had encountered such a seriously ill patient, not to mention that he was not only Being sick is as simple as that.

The servants of the Xue family filed in and gently moved Xue Hong out. Visible to the naked eye, his face was indeed not as ugly as the previous few days.

There was a heavy air of death surrounding him two days ago, but now this air of death has dissipated a little.

Xue's mother followed Xue Hong back to the room, while Xue's father stayed. This man who always spoke his mind in the mall bowed to Song Yan and said in a heavy voice, “I apologize to you for the doubts I had before, thank you!"

"I am a doctor, and patients have already come to me. If there is no problem, of course I will not refuse. This is what I should do."

She paused and then said, “Young Master's treatment will continue for a while. I will come here every three days. In addition, I will ask my assistant to come over. She knows how to do it."

"Then who is your assistant?"

"Song Yan."

Father Xue was a little confused after thinking about it, “Is it the daughter of the Song family who was found many years ago?"

The matter of the real daughter of the Song family is not a big fuss, but some people will always know some news.

"That's right, but she is in the Fu family now, so you don't have to doubt her professionalism."

Father Xue looked serious, “As long as it is what you said, we will not have any doubts!"