"Hey, hello... Is it An Zhao?" Jiang Han asked immediately after dialing the phone.

"Yes, I'm, you're Jiang Han, I didn't expect you to call me, haha..." An Zhao said excitedly on the phone.

"An Zhao, I have something urgent to ask you. I heard you say that your uncle is from the Miao people and is a Chinese medicine doctor. I wonder if he can treat the poison?" Jiang Han asked.

"Gu Poison?" An Zhao also exclaimed, "You, you, have you been infected with Gu Poison?"

"It's not me, it's my wife."

"I can't be sure of this, but I heard that my grandmother had raised a Gu once. Of course, these are just something I have heard of. I don't know the specific ones." An Zhao was also unsure of it, "In this way, why don't you come with me to my uncle and ask in person?"

"Where is your uncle? Is it far from the ancient city of Hongcheng?" Jiang Han said hesitantly.

I don’t know if An Zhao’s uncle can cure it. If it cannot, if it is too far away, it will be just a mess.

"It's not far, just here in the ancient city, almost three kilometers, it won't take long to take a taxi," said An Zhao.

"I'm in First People's Hospital now. Can you come here together?"

"Okay, okay, then let's just take a taxi and let the driver go around."

An Zhao was still very enthusiastic. In less than five minutes, he took a taxi to the hospital entrance.

"You drive in front, I'll follow behind." Jiang Han had already asked the hospital in advance to prepare a spacious car for him and follow behind.

This car is also a chief doctor, and I spent more than 200,000 yuan to buy a new business car.

Jiang Han hugged Qin Yao, his face always looked ugly.

There are still many people here, the road is narrower, and the car drives slowly, but a quarter of an hour later, I still arrived at An Zhao's uncle's house.

This is a small town not far from the ancient city, a Miao village.

Of course, this Miao village is not pure, and it is seriously sinicized. At least at first glance, it is no different from ordinary towns, but most of the people here are Miao people.

An Zhao's uncle opened a medical clinic in this small town called "Xuanxuan Medical Center".

It tastes like a fortune teller opening a clinic.

When Jiang Han carried Qin Yao in, there was a middle-aged man in a white coat inside who was giving an infusion to a woman, but he was using Western medicine medicine.

After scanning the eyes, Jiang Han found that there are all kinds of medicines in this clinic, including traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and even some strange medicinal materials that cannot be named, and they are a hodgepodge.

Suddenly, Jiang Han's heart began to sink.

As far as Jiang Han knows, it is more difficult to learn traditional Chinese medicine than to learn martial arts. Without a certain period of time, it is absolutely difficult to achieve success.

Even Western medicine cannot be learned overnight, and it also requires diligence and practice.

This kind of hodgepodge often means knowing everything, but not being good at anything.

"Uncle..." An Zhao went to the clinic first and shouted to the middle-aged white coat.

"It's Xiao Zhao who is here. I heard you say you're coming two days ago. Why did you come here today?" The middle-aged white coat said with some anger, "You don't take me as your uncle seriously at all."

"Are these students your classmates?" Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged white coat looked at Sun Qiong and others, and finally stopped on Qin Yao in Jiang Han's arms.
Chapter completed!