239 secret recipe

Luo Qunhang was slightly stunned and looked at Luo Hongcai lying in ** with a complicated look. His mottled hair showed that the years were ruthless. He was old, and his slightly thin and haggard cheeks, deep eye sockets, and slightly weak medical uniforms. He couldn't see that he used to be a stumbling foot in the mall. A fierce character who can tremble.

He hesitated for a moment and gently pulled up the quilt covering him, but Luo Hongcai suddenly felt it. He slowly opened his eyes, and his hands suddenly covered Luo Qunhang's big hand, and his eyes were confused.

Luo Qunhang was slightly stunned, looked at his weak face, frowned, patted his hand gently, turned around and walked out.

Behind him came Luo Hongcai's hoarse and vague whine. Luo Qunhang was a little hesitant, and he gently opened the door and turned around and walked out. Before he went out, he gently pressed the button. Soon a little nurse in a pink nurse's uniform appeared in front of the door. When he saw him appear, he was a little stunned, and then said with a smile, "Mr. Luo, you're back."

Luo Qunhang nodded. This special nurse was specially hired by him to take care of Luo Hongcai. Under his direct leadership, Luo Hongcai will call him immediately if there is any change in his condition. He looked at the nurse, believed in her profession, and asked softly, "How is Mr. Luo's condition?"

The nurse nodded and said with a smile, "I have given him medicine on time for rehabilitation. At present, the effect is quite good."

Luo Qunhang raised his eyebrows and hesitated in his deep eyes. He still asked softly, "Can his current situation clearly express his will?"

The nurse thought for a moment and whispered, "It's simple, like drinking water and going to the toilet, but the more complicated ideas can't be expressed. Sometimes it's sad, and I don't know what he wants to say."

Luo Qunhang's eyes were a little brighter, but he still asked softly, "Hasn't he seen anyone recently?"

The nurse shook her head and said, "Mr. Luo is not feeling well. Naturally, there is no way to see anyone. I saw housekeeper Liu blocking many guests."

Luo Qunhang nodded, his deep eyes reflected a charming look, and whispered, "Mr. Luo is not in good health. You must take good care of him. As for the salary, it is naturally very generous, and there will be many additional bonuses."

The nurse nodded gently.

Luo Qunhang thought about it and turned to walk out of Luo's villa. Although the nurse said so, he still had doubts. If she rested at night, there was no place to be supervised.

As he walked out, he dialed a person's phone. When the person on the other side of the phone picked up the phone, his eyes flashed and he shouted politely, "Dr. Fu, hello, I'm Luo Qunhang. Please take care of Xiaoshu. Now there is one more thing to trouble you."

The clever nurse stood respectfully in front of the door, waiting for Luo Qunhang to call and walk far away. Then she gently pushed the door of Luo Hongcai's ward and walked into it. She respectfully walked to Luo Hongcai's bed and looked at the seemingly weak old man with awe. Her face was full of awe and whispered, "Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo, he I was calling a Dr. Fu when I just left. I think he will find a doctor to continue to diagnose your condition.

Luo Hongcai, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly and his eyes were majestic and powerful. He nodded gently and waved to the little nurse, signaling her to go out. According to his condition, he should not have been able to make such an expression, but the little nurse turned a blind eye and was not surprised. Follow Luo Hongcai's instructions and leave.

The room was full of silence. Luo Hongcai looked at the sunny sunshine outside with a complicated look and couldn't help raising his thick eyebrows.

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In B City Hospital, the ward is also full of bright sunshine, but the ward full of laughter in the room is Xiaoshu's ward. The spacious ward is full of Suxintang colleagues who come to visit, and it is also a little crowded.

Because Xiaoshu is responsible for the production management and technical research and development of Suxintang, since her condition has slightly improved, colleagues from relevant departments of Suxintang have occasionally come to the hospital to report their work. Because Fu Sinian is also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, every time Xiaoshu has a meeting, those people do not ask him to leave, but keep him to attend the meeting. Since Fu Sinian has nothing to do in the hospital, he occasionally attends their meetings, and sometimes he will discuss a few words with them.

At this moment, a group of people gathered around Xiaoshu and laughed. As soon as they finished the meeting, they stayed to talk to Xiaoshu for a while.

One of the girls looked at the smooth and white skin on Xiaoshu's face and whispered, "Manager Xiaoshu, how do you treat this disease? I think the skin on your face is even more delicate than before. According to reason, the scars of burns are not so easy to heal. Many people can't get rid of scars for life. Disturbing. Dr. Fu's medical skills are really good.

Hearing this, Xiaoshu looked at Fu Sinian, who was sitting in the sun. He was as elegant as a jade tree, as quiet as a mountain, and had a silent and wise smile on his face, melting like the spring sun.

Her heart moved gently, her eyes were full of pride, and she whispered, "It's Dr. Fu's high medical skills. I don't know what kind of rare ointment he used. It has this kind of miraculous effect on the skin. I thought it would become a lifelong scar, or surgery for skin grafting."

Everyone's envious eyes look at Fu Sinian. This person has attended several of their meetings and casually dialed a few words, which has made them very useful. Although he is not very old, he has unfathomable medical attainments. The knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine they had was in front of him, as if the stream had met the ocean and was willing to bow down. Especially rare is his modest and indifferent attitude. No matter what he says, he will never be impatient, nor will it make people feel condescending, but gives birth to kindness.

One of the very old masters, who is the oldest pharmacist in Suxintang, looked at Fu Sinian, smiled, and then said with emotion, "Dr. Fu's ointment is really amazing. I have seen such a magical thing before. You are all newcomers to Suxintang. You don't know why our Suxintang rose and why it fell.

Everyone knew that there were many stories about the old man. Seeing that he suddenly brought up the topic, they looked at him with great interest. Even Fu Sinian was no exception, and they stared at him with high spirits.

The old pharmacist whispered, "Our Suxintang originally had ten secret recipes that shocked the world, one of which was Ruyisan, which was the most famous and made great contributions. In the late Qing Dynasty, the prince of Guizhou had a favorite concubine. Because he stepped on the fire basin in winter, he was accidentally scalded. There was no medical treatment in the world. The scar was too heavy and ugly, and it could not be removed. He applied our Ruyi powder, but the place left on his body gradually faded, and the skin was smoother and more tender than before. Only this secret recipe makes us famous, and the other nine secret recipes also have their own effects. The medicine made by these ten prescriptions is sent to the palace every year.