Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

The matter of myopia is not big or small. Once myopia is an irreversible thing for a lifetime, now most of myopia can only be prevented, but there is no cure.

Nowadays, in the online society, coupled with the pressure of middle and high school, there are 50 classmates in the class, so it is very likely that forty of them are more or less nearsighted. Even Duan Xingye has nearly 100% myopia.

Qiyue had myopia in the third grade of the junior high school entrance examination. The school forum also took an ugly photo of her wearing glasses.

The little girl loves beauty and wears contact lenses all the time in a fit of anger. But the girls who have worn contact lenses know that red blood streaks are produced from the lack of oxygen in the eyeballs, and the eyes are dry and uncomfortable.

Qi Yue was very distressed about this, and even begged her brother to have myopia surgery.

But one Qi Yue is now underage, and the other is now myopia surgery destroys the cornea, some have sequelae, Qi Yue is also afraid.

Only people with myopia understand how painful myopia is, and there is no distinction between people and animals five meters away!

If Bai Chuwei really has the ability to help her cure myopia, let alone the 2,000 yuan consultation fee, she would be willing to give her one hundred thousand!

Bai Chuwei smiled slightly: "It can be cured."

Qi Yue's expression on her face was unpredictable, and Duan Xingye sat aside and coaxed: "Is there an urge to call Dad?!"

Qi Yue: "..." You really know me, who can cure her myopia, let alone call her father, she can be called grandpa!

Bai Chuwei took the pen and paper and quickly wrote a series of medicine names on the white paper. The handwriting was dragon and phoenix dance. Only a professional doctor could understand it. It was very different from the Lingbai body written on the test paper before.

"Take it to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and I will tell you how to use it later."

Qi Yue was skeptical, and she was dumbfounded when she heard this: "Huh? You won't help me take medicine?"

Bai Chuwei said meaningfully and authentically: "Two thousand yuan is only for consultation."

"Oh, ask for money, it's easy to say! I may be short of other things in my family, and there is too much money!" Qi Yue heard the meaning, and didn't care about being authentic.

Bai Chuwei propped her elbows on the stone table, her slender fingers shook lightly in the air, and calmly said: "I don't want money."

"Give me a copy of the elixir that your family treasures, such as decades of wild ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum."

On the market, twenty-year-old wild ginseng is almost 50,000 yuan, which is enough to treat a simple myopia.

Qi Yue nodded blankly, "There is indeed a treasured elixir at home. But I hope your medicine is really effective."

Qi Yue was skeptical and left with the prescription.

Duan Xingye sat aside, looking at Bai Chuwei with an inquiring look, "Weiwei, you didn't want to visit on a whim, right?"

You know, there are rumors that Yunwu Mountain has a genius doctor. He and his fourth uncle originally drove to invite her out of the mountain.

Rumor has it that this white genius doctor has a weird personality and seldom tries to treat him.

People have always asked her for medical treatment. When did they set up a stall to see a doctor? This is too cheap!

unless--

Bai Chuwei has no plans.

Bai Chuwei touched her chin, curled her lips and smiled: "Most of the students in Henghua No. 1 Middle School are rich aristocrats. The rich will have a collection of elixir in their homes, and I will wait for them to offer them with both hands.

Last time I went to the elixir shop with Duan Feihan, and almost ransacked all the elixir on the surface of Haicheng, so I could only take it from these rich people.

Of course, the ancestors are not robbers, they help to get what they need for medical treatment.

Duan Xingye looked at Bai Chuwei, and asked with some worry: "Weiwei, are you sick?"

Bai Chuwei: "...you scold me?"