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Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth long illness becomes a good doctor

I know my own body best, and Yun Enze is no exception.

Yun Enze smiled, "It's said that I'll become a doctor after a long illness, and it's almost the same here. Since taking the medicine given by Yingying's cousin, my body has become lighter and lighter, especially after every time I go to the toilet, it's accompanied by an unpleasant smell, but the serious illness on my body is indeed not as serious as before."

Old Man Yun was very happy when he heard this, "You have really looked good these days and have a little more appetite than before. Tonight I actually ate one more bowl of rice and can eat more meat than before. Although it was only a few days ago, I could see a little more meat on my face, not as skinny as before."

"Well, yes. In the past, when I had a meal, no matter how delicious it was, I would have chewed wax. If I didn't eat, I would starve to death, otherwise I wouldn't want to eat at all." Wen Enze replied, "It's different now. I can feel the fragrance of food, and my appetite will naturally improve."

The grandparents and grandchildren talked and took a walk, which was quite comfortable and beautiful.

Dr. Zhou came over, and the little apprentice behind helped carry the medicine box. When he saw Yun Enze's face, he was slightly stunned. He had no time to greet him. He immediately said, "Mr. Yun, you look good, I want to take your pulse!"

"That's thank you Doctor Zhou." Yun Enze thanked. In their class, they all know Doctor Zhou, and they know art, and can be called a Chinese master of traditional Chinese medicine.

If it weren't for Dr. Zhou's treatment over the years, he might have died a few years ago, and he would not have lived now, nor would he meet Yingying's cousin, and regained the hope of living.

When he got into the house, Yun Enze sat down and Dr. Zhou carefully took Yun Enze's pulse. It usually only takes a few minutes to take the pulse, but today Dr. Zhou took the pulse for fifteen minutes.

"Oh, it's strange, it's strange," Dr. Zhou murmured in a low voice, "The toxins in your body have actually been cleaned up a lot of them."

Hearing this, Old Man Yun hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhou, you have to take a good look. Rong Ze, is there any rescue now?"

"Master, did you take some medicine? Can you show me the prescription?" Dr. Zhou was extremely sure that Yun Enze had received other external treatments.

"Yes, another doctor prescribed a pill to clear the poison." Yun Enze replied, "As for the prescription, it is still."

After all, it is a private prescription prescribed by Sun Yingying. If it has been spread, we have to ask Sun Yingying.

But Yun Enze thought this way, but Old Man Yun became much more selfish. He said it directly and just happened to verify it through others.

Old Man Yun trusted Dr. Zhou and wanted to let Dr. Zhou see how Sun Yingying prescribed the prescription, "Butler Yun, go and bring that prescription."

Butler Yun quickly brought the prescription and handed it to Dr. Zhou.

After seeing it, Dr. Zhou frowned. After a while, he seemed to have suddenly realized it. Finally, he was a little confused. He always felt that there were other medicines that were not written on it, "Young Master Yun, do you still have the prepared medicine?"

Yun Enze nodded, took out a small bottle from his arms, which contained more than ten pills, "Yes, that's it."

Dr. Zhou took it, poured out a pill from it, and then gently broke it apart, and the rich fragrance of medicine spread out from it.
Chapter completed!
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