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Chapter 144 The Commander-in-Chief¡¯s Network

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    Mr. Chen understands very well. If he knew that Dr. Lin had such a face under his mask, he would not dare to use it even if it was someone arranged by the Holy Spirit.

    Lin Xuanjiu smiled bitterly in his heart, so the prejudice in people's hearts is like a big mountain.

    It took Mr. Chen a long time to digest the shock of Lin Xuanjiu's true appearance.

    "It is an indisputable fact that your medical skills are exquisite. You don't have to worry too much about your appearance. One day, the brilliance of your ability will overwhelm the prejudice caused by your appearance."

    "Don't worry about what Dr. Lin looks like under the mask, she really cured Mrs. Chen.

    Lin Xuanjiu quickly became humble and said that he did not dare to take Mr. Chen¡¯s high praise seriously.

    After being polite, Mr. Chen took out a small box and said, "This is a little thank you gift."

    "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

    Lin Xuanjiu accepted it generously. She was really short of money right now, and for someone like Mr. Chen, favors were more valuable than gold and silver.

    If she doesn¡¯t accept it, she will be suspected of asking for favors.

    Seeing that Lin Xuanjiu was so cheerful and did not pretend to refuse, Mr. Chen had a sincere smile on his face.

    After thanking Mr. Chen, Lin Xuan returned to the inn for a long time and discovered that the consultation fee was actually a fifty-tael silver check.

    As expected, he is a wealthy family, and his spending is really generous.

    Lin Xuan was speechless for a long time and put it away happily.

    Feng Qingfeng felt quite unhappy when he saw it. The person his young master liked got fifty taels of silver, and he seemed happy.

    "General Chen invited me to go again tomorrow." Lin Xuanjiu said.

    Feng Qingfeng asked doubtfully, "What? Mrs. Chen's condition has not improved?"

    He has confidence in Lin Xuanjiu. When he came back from the follow-up visit this time, he didn¡¯t ask about the situation yet.

    "Oh, no, Mr. Chen will host a banquet for me tomorrow. He also promised to make a hair mask for Princess Mingrong."

    ¡°Perhaps by the way, Mr. Chen himself may need some treatment.

    "But Mr. Chen didn't tell him clearly, and it was a secret that he had an old injury on his hand, so Lin Xuanjiu tried to save his face and didn't expose it.

    Feng Qingfeng smiled, "Okay, you really did it. Not everyone can get the connections of the General Soldier."

    Lin Xuanjiu shook his head, "If the young master doesn't think so highly of me, even if I have medical skills, how would I be qualified to enter the General Military Mansion?"

    Feng Qingfeng secretly thought that the little girl had some conscience and did not forget about the young master.

    The next day, Lin Xuanjiu dressed up again. The carriage sent by General Chen was waiting downstairs.  This time Feng Qingfeng was also invited, so he went along.

    General Chen went to the camp and has not come back yet.

    The servant had made arrangements a long time ago. Lin Xuanjiu came to the door and took her to Mrs. Chen first.

    I have seen Mrs. Chen and confirmed that she is still recovering and there is nothing serious.  Then he took her to see the long-awaited Princess Mingrong.

    As soon as they met, Princess Mingrong greeted her affectionately, "Girl Lin, come here."

    It seems that Mr. Chen did not hide Lin Xuanjiu¡¯s identity from his mother.

    She is still a bit restrained towards men, but towards a young girl, Princess Mingrong is as kind and approachable as she is towards her own descendants.

    After a bunch of polite words of thanks, I turned to the topic, "Can my hair really grow back?"

    "Princess, can you allow me to offend you?"

    If you want to cure a disease, you must show the symptoms to the doctor.

    Princess Mingrong happily took off her wig.

    After losing her hair, there was no cover, and the wrinkles on her cheeks and eyes were all exposed, making Princess Mingrong look at least ten years older.

    On her smooth scalp, there were only a few sparse hairs near her ears, temples and neck.

    "Can it still be cured?" Princess Mingrong asked anxiously.

    Hair is a woman¡¯s second life, and Mingrong takes her hair very seriously.

    Lin Xuanjiu took her pulse and looked at her scalp carefully.

    "It can be cured." Lin Xuanjiu said firmly.

    Princess Mingrong doubted for a moment that Lin Xuanjiu said it too rashly.

    A few years ago, when she first came to Qinghe Prefecture to see her son, she fell seriously ill due to acclimatization, and her hair began to fall out at that time.

    When the condition stabilized, it took some time to gradually get better, but unexpectedly, the hair continued to fall out, and more and more hair fell out, and eventually the head became bald.

    So the proud Princess Mingrong was unwilling to return to the capital and simply stayed with her son on the border.??.

    How come Lin Xuanjiu can easily promise to cure such a stubborn disease that is difficult to cure?

    "Princess, your heart and spleen are damaged, and the blood cannot nourish your hair. Judging from your complexion, it should be properly nursed. However, the muscle membrane of the hair root is not solid, and you cannot nourish your hair again even if you have sufficient qi and blood."

    Lin Xuanjiu explained to her. She spoke slowly and clearly, and it didn't look like she was just talking nonsense. Mingrong gained a little more trust again.

    "Then how to cure it? Should I use the prescription you prescribed?" she asked impatiently.

    Lin Xuan pondered for a long time, not sure how much hardship this old lady would have to endure to grow her hair.

    "That prescription is symptomatic, but youare older, and your scalp hair will naturally relax, so using the decoction alone is not very effective. If you, the elderly, can endure the pain, can you try acupuncture?"

    "Will acupuncture make it faster?"

    "meeting!"

    After receiving Lin Xuanjiu¡¯s assurance, Princess Mingrong immediately chose acupuncture without hesitation, ¡°Let¡¯s start now.¡±

    "The acupuncture locations are on the forearms and back. A total of eight consecutive days of treatment are required, two quarters of an hour a day."

    Lin Xuanjiu said awkwardly that she was invited to have a meal.

    "That's just right. Qinglu won't be back for another two-quarters of an hour. We can finish the acupuncture in time for the banquet."

    Qinglu is the name of Mr. Chen.

    It can be seen that Princess Mingrong is very eager to treat her hair loss.  Having said this, what else can Lin Xuanjiu say?  I had to do as he was told, take out the silver needles, and prepare for the acupuncture work.

    The acupuncture is not comfortable, it penetrates an inch deep into the flesh, and it is still densely punctured. The pain is secondary, but mainly uncomfortable.

    Princess Mingrong¡¯s sad brows were almost knotted, but she still pursed her lips to endure it and did not say stop.

    Lin Xuanjiu felt relieved.

    She likes patients who are willing to cooperate with the doctor. Only when they endure hardship can she dare to do anything.

    When the time to leave the needle came, Lin Xuanjiu took it out.

    Princess Mingrong adjusted her clothes, and then she cried out in pain, complaining seemingly truthfully, "Little girl, it's not easy to do this, my old bones will fall apart because of you."

    Lin Xuanjiu comforted her like a child, "After the pain is over, the princess will be able to grow her hair, and she won't need to wear a wig."

    The wig is painful, hot and prickly, but if you don¡¯t wear it, you won¡¯t be able to see anyone.

    Princess Mingrong sighed, "Yes, I really don't want to wear a wig. Lin Yatou, I can bear the pain, you must heal me."

    "It will be cured."

    The two chatted and walked slowly to the front hall.

    Mr. Chen came back a long time ago. When he learned that Lin Xuanjiu was at his mother's place, presumably to treat hair loss, he didn't say anything to urge him, and waited with his whole family.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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