Zhang Qianshan saw Wenqiao, and his heart thumped for a moment. Then he said to the old lady with a smile: "I'll give you a pulse."

The old lady was not a good man. She didn't need to give any face. She said bluntly, "Doctor Zhang, I have something to tell you."

"Why What? "

"Well, you've been treating rheumatism for five or six years, and it hasn't been very effective."

Dr. Zhang even said, "it's a chronic disease. There's no way to cure it. It can only relieve your pain."

The key is that you have not alleviated my pain.

"I've been treated by JoJo for less than two months, and the effect is very good."

Zhang Qianshan's face was red and white.

How could that be possible?

The old lady didn't directly say anything to let him down. Instead, she told the housekeeper to tell Zhang Qianshan that she would not have to come over.

Zhang Qianshan that call a regret, how did he attack the girl in front of the old lady?

Finally, the relationship between the Ye family and the Fu family was buried.

He was more curious than he could not rely on the Ye family any more. How could the girl in her early twenties, who only studied for a few months, have such a durable life that she can alleviate the old lady's illness in just two months?

Although he is noble, his medical skills are really first-class.

Otherwise, the Fu family and the Ye family would not ask him to be the old lady's personal doctor.

He has studied traditional Chinese medicine all his life, but he has not achieved much in these chronic diseases.

I wonder. I wonder.

Regret is really regret.

He thought of something. He went to the Jinming acupuncture and moxibustion hall. He used to be classmates with Xu Jinming, the owner of the acupuncture and moxibustion hall. Later, one of them entered a regular large hospital and the other opened his own acupuncture and moxibustion shop to do business.

In essence, he didn't like this old classmate. But when he entered the shop on the street, he saw the crowd inside. Xu Jinming was wearing a white coat and holding a needle in his hand. He gave a needle to an old man with white hair.

After waiting for a while, Xu Jinming was free.

"Let me ask you something."

Xu Jinming said faintly: "say."

"There's a little girl named wenjo who said she worked with you for a while."

Xu Jinming gently smile: "how?"

"That girl is only in her early twenties, and she has been studying medicine for a short time, but she seems to be able to cure some stubborn diseases that I can't do anything about."

Xu Jinming glanced at him: "do you know Professor Su?"

Professor Su in the medical field is like a thunderbolt. Who hasn't heard of it?

"What?"

"She's a close disciple of Professor Su. She's a hand-in-hand teacher."

Zhang Qianshan was stunned: "Professor Su? Isn't Su's teacher not accepting students? "

Xu Jinming said softly, "I can't tell you more. Professor Su will correct every mistake of Wenqiao himself. Moreover, the girl's intelligence quotient is very high. She has studied for two months, which is equivalent to ten years for ordinary people. She can cure the disease that you don't have the rule of law. It's really normal that she can cure you without the rule of law."

Zhang Qianshan completely lost his breath. He remembered his superior attitude when he met him for the first time, and suddenly felt his old face red.

Shame.

In Yuannan mansion, Wenqiao gave the old lady another injection. After the treatment, she pulled out the needle and washed her hands. The old lady handed the hand cream. Wenqiao squeezed a little and wiped her hands.

"I feel like I've even changed my color," he said