Who knows where Yan Xiaoping’s prescription came from? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

If something goes wrong after taking it, the County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine can’t take responsibility.

Going there to get medicine? Don’t even think about it.

"You should go to Huian Pharmacy."

Lu Xuan spoke up: "The quality of the Chinese medicine at Huian Pharmacy isn’t bad. You shouldn’t have any problems filling the prescription there."

Yan Xiaoping nodded and asked, "How much?"

"How much for what?"

Lu Xuan was taken aback.

"The medical fee!"

Lu Xuan had initially thought not to charge anything, but since he would be in the family clinic for a few days, and considering many people might come to see him, he couldn’t just offer free services. So he named a token fee: "Just a consultation fee of fifteen yuan, you get the Chinese medicine yourself. If you get it from the big pharmacy, it can’t be covered by insurance."

Fifteen yuan?

So little?

Yan Xiaoping had prepared herself for Lu Xuan to charge at least several dozen yuan, but she was surprised it was just over ten yuan. After all, they can’t charge for the medicine, shouldn’t the consultation cost a bit more?

Yan Xiaoping didn’t care much about a few more or less yuan; as long as she got better, it wasn’t a problem.

Spending on Chinese medicine wasn’t too bad. If she went to a city hospital for tests, spending thousands might not even make a ripple, and that’s just for the initial tests. There would be unknown treatment costs afterward.

And as Lu Xuan mentioned, if western medicine couldn’t figure it out, spending more on prescriptions might be useless. Spending money without a cure is truly frustrating.

Thinking about this, Yan Xiaoping readily paid the fee and took the prescription straight to Huian Pharmacy.

Being born and raised, and working in Anjiang County, she knew this small town like the back of her hand.

The only place to get Chinese medicine was Huian Pharmacy, no other stores.

After Yan Xiaoping left, Li Feng, who’d been about to speak, hurriedly asked, "Lu, you...?"

Honestly, he still couldn’t believe that Lu Guoquan’s son, just graduated, was already treating patients.

"Uncle Li, Xiaoxuan is different."

Lin Yongzhen, who often visited Lu’s Clinic, was familiar with Li Feng and explained, "Although Xiaoxuan isn’t well-known around Anjiang, hardly anyone has heard of him, he’s famous in Yong City. He’s also a consulting doctor for the United South Chinese Medicine Association and serves as a director in the Yong City Chinese Medical Association. His expertise in Chinese medicine rivals that of seasoned practitioners, maybe even surpassing them. To say, even in Yong City, few have better skills than Xiaoxuan. So, his prescription shouldn’t be an issue; most likely, it will work in a few doses."

At that moment, Li Feng wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing.

A director in his twenties, not many in entire Yong City could surpass Lu Xuan’s skills... Even nationwide, such talent is rare, right?

But Lin Yongzhen’s earnestness left Li Feng little choice but to believe it was true.

"Old Lu never mentioned such a significant matter; no wonder he told me this morning that Lu was here to help. I thought he was just here to lend a hand, but now it seems like he’s here to steal business!"

Li Feng thought to himself.

Working at Lu’s Clinic, his monthly income came from a base salary plus commission.

The base wasn’t much, only about two or three thousand yuan. The real earnings depended on the number of patients he saw.

Others in the clinic hearing this exchanged glances, secretly amazed.

The Lu family had produced a real prodigy!

A director in their twenties, what would they achieve in another seven or eight years?

The clinic’s atmosphere became intriguingly silent after Lin Yongzhen’s words.

At that moment, a crying commotion from outside drew everyone’s attention.

Li Feng looked up and saw a small child lying on the ground crying, soon followed by a woman in her thirties who picked up the wailing child and tried to soothe them.

But despite the woman’s efforts, the child’s cries only grew louder.

Seeing this, Li Feng hurried over and asked, "What’s wrong?"

The woman turned and said, "The child fell; maybe it’s just hurting. It’ll be fine in a while."

However, Li Feng sensed something was off. He knew this child—always playing nearby, quite mischievous and resilient, hardly ever crying from falls. Such intense crying was unusual, suggesting something beyond a simple fall.

As he wondered, he noticed that the child’s left arm seemed immobile, prompting him to ask, "Little one, raise your left hand for me."

The woman looked puzzled at Li Feng, but the child understood and tried to lift the arm, struggling in vain. Realizing the issue, Li Feng quickly said, "The child’s arm might be broken; you should take them to the hospital for an X-ray."

At this point, the woman understood Li Feng’s intention. Seeing the child’s limp arm, she nodded in realization, "Thank you, Dr. Li. I’ll take the child to see someone."

As she prepared to leave with the child, Lu Xuan and his companions emerged.

"Wait, could I take a look at the child first?"

Lu Xuan called out to the woman.

The woman, puzzled, looked back at Lu Xuan, not understanding.

She was anxious, intent on getting the child to the hospital for an X-ray.

Seeing this, Li Feng introduced, "This is Old Lu’s son, he studied Chinese medicine. Why not let Lu take a look? Maybe you won’t even need to go to the hospital."

Li Feng himself was skeptical, knowing a broken arm required more than medicine; it needed bone setting.

While traditional medicine has orthopedic manipulation skills, he doubted Lu Xuan had learned them.

The woman, after some thought, nodded.

Lu Xuan gently felt the child’s arm, concluding quickly, "It’s just a slight dislocation, nothing major."

He instructed the woman to hold the child, injured elbow outward for the procedure, and had Ji Xiuwen grab the upper arm securely. Lu Xuan then supported the injured elbow, thumb pressing on the lateral side of the radial head, forefinger and middle finger on the inside of the elbow, while his other hand held the child’s forearm, gently extending it.

With the palm facing upward, he smoothly bent the elbow joint, urging the child’s fingers to touch the shoulder. Soon, they heard a popping sound, and Lu Xuan smiled, releasing the arm: "All done."

He then encouraged the tearful child, "Try lifting your hand now, little one."

With Lu Xuan’s warm smile, the child, feeling reassured, instinctively raised their arm.

Seeing this confirmed the dislocation was fixed, Lu Xuan advised, "It’s good now, but avoid heavy lifting for a couple of days and be careful not to fall again. Frequent dislocations can complicate recovery and cause other issues."

Li Feng stood in awe.

Was it really over?

No need to check with an X-ray?

And Lu Xuan is that skilled in orthopedic manipulation?

In western medicine, this would have required an X-ray, maybe a sling for dislocation. But he patched it up swiftly, in less than a minute?

Li Feng was utterly stunned.

Old Lu’s son is truly impressive!