This way.
The person who receives Gu Yan is the housekeeper of Duan's family.
He looked up and down at Gu Yan, frowned and said, "is that the reward you received?"
Gu Yan nodded, "HMM."
The housekeeper frowned and said, "Miss Gu, if you don't have this ability, say it in advance. Don't look at this 100 million, just want to come and have a try."
Gu Yan said, "I can cure it."
There was a sense of certainty in the voice.
Mr. Duan's illness is indeed rare and difficult to cure, but it is only for ordinary people.
Now Duan's illness is getting more and more serious. The housekeeper doesn't want to let go of some hope. At ordinary times, he won't let Gu Yan come into contact with him.
Nodded and said, "OK, come with me."
Gu Yan followed the housekeeper and entered the house.
Duan Xiangwen is sitting on the sofa in the living room. She is playing with her mobile phone. She looks very noble and elegant in a green dress.
Seeing Gu Yan, she frowned and said, "housekeeper, this is..."
The housekeeper bent down and replied respectfully, "Miss, she's here to treat the master."
Duan Xiangwen's eyebrows were frowned tighter. "She looks very young. Can she cure grandpa's disease?"
She looked at Gu Yan with hostility in her eyes.
Duan Xiangwen doesn't know why. She is naturally unhappy with Gu Yan.
And she always felt that Gu Yan looked like her father
The housekeeper answered truthfully, "I don't know, so I want her to have a try."
Duan Xiangwen stood up from the sofa and smiled gracefully, "that's troublesome for the young lady."
"HMM." Gu Yan nodded.
She noticed Duan Xiangwen's hostility to her and didn't want to pay too much attention to her.
The housekeeper held out a hand. "Miss Gu, please follow me."
Duan Xiangwen was really worried. She followed old Duan's room.
Mr. Duan is sitting at the head of the bed, dressed in pajamas, hanging a bottle beside the bed, and half of his hair is white.
The housekeeper respectfully said, "Sir, this lady has come to see a doctor for you."
Duan Laozi also didn't believe Gu Yan would cure him. He frowned and nodded, "OK."
Gu Yan said, "Mr. Duan, I want to give you a pulse."
Duan Laozi stretched out his hand. Gu Yan's thin white finger abdomen pressed on Duan Laozi's arm. She could feel the weak beat of the pulse.
He said, "Mr. Duan, did you get a bullet in your head when you were young?"
Old man Duan was surprised, "how do you know?"
This matter has not been mentioned by other doctors and is not clear.
If Gu Yan hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten it.
At that time, he stepped into the gate of hell. Fortunately, his life was big. He had an operation and recovered. He didn't take it to heart.
Gu Yan didn't answer Duan's words. She then opened her mouth: "your disease this time is mainly the sequelae left over from that time. The symptoms are indeed similar to what other doctors said, but they are not the same, so they can't be cured and are normal."
When old man Duan heard Gu Yan talking about the bullet, he began to believe Gu Yan's medical skills.
Other doctors can't diagnose it, but Gu Yan's pulse number alone can tell that he was shot. Gu Yan's medical skills must be very strong.
Old man Duan's eyes couldn't help showing some hope, "little girl, can I cure this disease?"
"HMM." Gu Yan nodded. She took out a medicine bottle. "There are twenty pills in it. Take one pill a day and it will be good in a month."