Nianyang understood as soon as he heard this, "So Aunt Fang wants me to treat you now?"

"Yes, Nianyang girl, I know I'm a little shameless when I look for you now, but I really can't stand it anymore. I hope you don't mind."

Fang Lan nodded in shame.

She heard about Nianyang saving Teacher Bai from the Gate of Hell this morning and curing the flu virus in the county and city. Now Nianyang is a famous miracle doctor in the village.

Thinking that he looked down on Nian Yang's medical skills last time, Fang Lan felt a pain in her face.

"Aunt Fang sees what you said, am I such a petty person? If you are willing to come to me for treatment, you trust me. I can't be too happy, so why would you mind?"

Fang Lan saw that Nianyang really didn't care, and the expression on her face became relaxed, "Girl Nianyang, you said all my symptoms last time were right. I have indeed suffered from insomnia for half a year, and my hands and feet were cold every night. But these are small problems. What I want to know most is that I have been married to the Zhang family for more than half a year, and my stomach has not moved for a while. Can you find out what the reason is?"

Nian Yang asked Fang Lan to extend her hand and start taking her pulse.

A few minutes later, Nian Yang withdrew his hand and looked at Fang Lan's tongue coating, and he had a clear mind.

"Aunt Fang, your pulse is floating and thin, and your pulse is stringy, thin and slow. This is a shock that the heat and dampness are combined with the lack of energy and yin."

"What does this mean?"

Although Fang Lan couldn't understand, she looked very powerful.

"Aunt Fang, you should have suffered from typhoid fever at the beginning of spring this year, but you did not go to the doctor to take medicine but dragged it to cure the disease by yourself.

Then you start to get cold hands and feet, have insomnia all night, and your throat is dry every morning, like fireworks burning, right?"

“Yes, yes!”

Fang Lan opened her eyes wide incredibly. This girl Nian Yang was really amazing. She just took a pulse and even said that the time she had started was quite good.

Nian Yang said lightly, "Aunt Fang, you did not seek medical treatment in time after typhoid fever. The complications caused by the uterine cold, which will cause cold hands and feet and insomnia. If I did not make a mistake in diagnosis, you should have been amenorrhea for three months!"

"Yes, you're right!"

Fang Lan was completely shocked.

Never seen a doctor like this before!

This is amazing!

It seems that the rumors in the morning were not exaggerated by the villagers, but that Nianyang girl is indeed a miracle doctor!

"Aunt Fang, your uterine cold is very serious. If you don't dispel the cold air early, it will cause lifelong infertility."

"So serious? Then can I still save it?"

Fang Lan's face was pale. If a woman of this era had infertility, she would basically be over in her life.

Nian Yang took out the paper and pen, quickly prescribed a prescription for Fang Lan and handed it to her.

"Aunt Fang, don't be afraid. What you discovered now is not too late. This is a medicinal meal that helps pregnancy and eliminates cold. You can take it to the town to take the medicinal materials according to the prescriptions and cook it home every day. Three times a day, and it will be cured in a month."

"Is this really useful?" Fang Lan looked at the prescription, and she recognized the medicinal materials on it, including Guangmuxiang, Angelica sinensis, motherwort, peony, Bupleurum, and Xianghui.

"Aunt Fang, you have to believe me. As long as I can prescribe the prescription, it will definitely be cured. I believe that your good news will come soon."

Nianyang is confident, this is not a conceit, but a strong force that makes people confident.
Chapter completed!