Chen Fang smiled slightly.
He said, "If it were someone else, they might not have a chance, but you do. I have an ancestral recipe that happens to be useful for you."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Light appeared in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes.
Excitedly, he asked, "Really?"
Zhao Yiyi grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's hand, excitedly saying, "Xiaofan, let me tell you, Ah Fang's medical skills are amazing. He has saved many people. If he says you have a chance, you truly have a chance."
"Really, Lanre?"
Jiang Xiaofan turned to ask Song Lanre.
Song Lanre nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Fang is truly incredible."
Chen Fang picked up paper and pen.
Soon, he wrote down a prescription.
He handed it to Song Lanre, saying, "Find a Chinese medicine shop tomorrow, get this medicine prepared, and give it to Xiaofan after decocting. Remember, once in the morning, noon, and evening."
"Got it, leave it to me."
Song Lanre said.
Chen Fang stood up.
