While the three of them were talking, Dean Qiu had already taken his wife to the third floor.
Nie Qianqian took a look and found that it was indeed Dean Qiu, the dean of Tiande Academy.
At this moment, Director Qiu no longer had the demeanor that Nie Qianqian had when they first met. His long beard was messy, his eyes were red, and his face was full of eagerness. When he saw Director Zhang, he immediately went to hold him, "Zhong Jing! Zhong Jing! Hurry up! My wife took a look, she...she just vomited blood again."
Director Zhang immediately introduced the two of them into his consulting room and carefully diagnosed Mrs. Qiu's pulse.
During this period, Dean Qiu did not dare to breathe, and just looked at his wife steadily.
Mrs. Qiu, Fang Huixin herself, was not as anxious as Dean Qiu. She looked pale and couldn't stop coughing. Every cough caused unbearable pain in her lungs. She couldn't help but frown slightly, but her expression was extremely calm. Always looking at Dean Qiu with tender eyes.
After a long time, Zhang Zhongjing removed his hand from Fang Hui's heart and sighed deeply.
Dean Qiu's heart skipped a beat, "How is the situation?"
Zhang Zhongjing said slowly: "Zi Heng, I told you last time that Mrs. Qiu has been suffering from lung problems for too long, and now she has become tuberculosis. Tuberculosis is an incurable disease. I really...can't save myself."
Dean Qiu couldn't help but tremble slightly. He closed his eyes in pain and murmured, "It's all my fault. If I had taken her to the provincial capital for treatment earlier, maybe this wouldn't have happened."
When Fang Huixin heard Zhang Zhongjing say that she was unable to turn back due to her illness, she didn't react too much. Instead, she took Dean Qiu's hand and said softly: "Zi Heng, you don't have to blame yourself. Life and death are determined by destiny. Everything is determined. I have had the root cause of the disease since I fell into the water when I was a child, and I have been weak since I was a child. Director Zhang has excellent medical skills and is well-known in the provincial capital. Even if I go to the provincial capital, nothing will change."
Dean Qiu didn't listen to these words. He still clenched his fists tightly, as if his chest was being strangled. "Blame me, blame me..."
He raised his head and looked, but his eyes, which were originally full of wisdom, were now vacant and lifeless, "Zhong Jing, my wife, how long...how long does it take?"
Zhang Zhongjing hesitated, moved his lips, and said slowly: "I'm afraid it's winter."
Dean Qiu seemed to have lost his strength and slumped down on his chair, "This winter..."
Fang Huixin comforted her softly, "Zi Heng, don't be sad."
Dean Qiu took Fang Huixin's hand and suddenly smiled, "Huixin, I'm with you, don't be afraid. If one day you are no longer with me, I..."
Fang Huixin did not let him continue, "If one day, I am no longer here, you have to live well and live well for me. Your eyes are my eyes. Watch the changes of the four seasons for me. Otherwise, there will be no one in this world who cares about me, and you and I will be trapped in darkness, and we will be truly lonely."
After a long moment, Dean Qiu nodded, silently making a promise to her.
"Ziheng, I want to go home."
Dean Qiu said warmly: "Okay, let's go home."
Zhang Zhongjing couldn't bear it. He and Dean Qiu had known each other for many years and were already good friends. He knew that Dean Qiu and his wife had a deep relationship, and they were about to face separation. However, as a doctor, he was powerless. This deep feeling of powerlessness was like There was a big stone pressing on his heart, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.
Dean Qiu stood up and saluted Zhang Zhongjing, "Thank you very much, Director Zhang, for treating my wife these days. Zi Heng will bear it in my heart."
Zhang Zhongjing didn't know what to say, and it was powerless to say anything at this moment.
Dean Qiu was about to help Mrs. Qiu to leave when he heard someone coughing behind him.
Only then did Zhang Zhongjing remember that there were Nie Qianqian and Wang Shouren behind him.
Nie Qianqian lowered her voice and said, "Dean Qiu, can you let me diagnose Mrs. Qiu's pulse?"
Only then did Dean Qiu notice Nie Qianqian's presence, "What is this?"
Zhang Zhongjing introduced: "This is the new doctor in the medical clinic. Doctor Qian is a reclusive doctor with extraordinary medical skills."
After hearing this, Dean Qiu's eyes lit up with a trace of fire, but soon, the fire went out, "Madam's illness has been treated many times, so I won't bother Doctor Qian."
Just as Nie Qianqian was about to start persuading, Wang Shouren interrupted Nie Qianqian, "Tuberculosis is an incurable disease, and everyone knows it. Why did Dr. Qian waste his efforts in vain, giving people hope, and disappointing them again!"
When Nie Qianqian saw that he refused to deal with her several times, she became angry and said sternly: "Doctor Wang, please don't make rash assertions. Just because you sit in a well and look at the sky, just because others can't cure it doesn't mean that I can't cure it."
Nie Qianqian faced Dean Qiu and said slowly: "If I were you, I would give it a try even if I had only one in ten thousand chance."
When Dean Qiu heard this, he trembled and no longer hesitated, "Doctor Qian is right. So, Dr. Qian is here to help."
"My rule for diagnosing the pulse is that no one is allowed to be present. Please go out and let me diagnose Mrs. Qiu's pulse."
When Dean Qiu heard that everyone needed to go out and he couldn't be present, he felt a little worried in his heart, but he still listened to Nie Qianqian and said softly, "Huixin, I'll wait for you outside."
Wang Shouren's face was gloomy, and he raised his finger and pointed at Nie Qianqian, "Okay, okay, I'm going out. I'm going to listen to what Dr. Qian said after the diagnosis today, and how to cure this patient!"
Several people left the house, and Nie Qianqian locked the house and took Mrs. Qiu's pulse. The pulse showed that it was indeed tuberculosis, and her illness was not serious. If she had been treated later, even her treatment would have been very difficult.
She retracted her hand and looked up to see Mrs. Qiu looking at her quietly, without sadness or joy.
Nie Qianqian: "Mrs. Qiu, do you believe I can cure you?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qiu first stood up and saluted Nie Qianqian, and then shook her head, "I know that my body is already at the end of its strength. Hui Xin is deeply grateful for Dr. Qian's kindness, and she will do it even at the risk of being questioned. Hui Xin gives it a try, but I have an incurable disease that cannot be cured by medicine or stone."
Mrs. Qiu picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip of tea. She was not afraid of death, but she just didn't want to leave Dean Qiu.
Mrs. Qiu looked weak, but she was strong inside. Nie Qianqian admired her in her heart. She spoke firmly and resolutely, "Mrs. Qiu, don't despair, I can cure this disease!"
Mrs. Qiu didn't have any reaction when she heard Zhang Zhongjing say there was no way to save her life. However, when she heard Nie Qianqian's words "can be cured", her face changed drastically. Her hands couldn't help but trembled. The tea cup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered. Her lips trembled and her eyes were dead. Staring at Nie Qianqian, he asked dubiously: "Is this true?"
Nie Qianqian replied firmly: "Seriously!"
Hearing these two words, Fang Huixin's heart couldn't stop beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
During this period, Director Qiu took her everywhere to seek medical advice. She was used to doctors shaking their heads and sighing when telling her bad news. Doctor Qian was the first person to tell her that he could cure her.
Dean Qiu heard the sound of a teacup breaking from inside the house, and anxiously shouted outside the door: "Hui Xin, are you okay?"
Fang Huixin tried her best to control her emotions and replied with a slightly trembling voice: "It's okay, it's just that I didn't hold the teacup. Zi Heng, please give Dr. Qian some time."
