Chapter 758

But he is helpless now. He is a dead horse doctor

If Bo Xingzhi is blamed and punished by the president for his poor medical treatment, it's better to try whether this traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture can be effective.

Song Yan also said that if it works, it is his doctor's credit.

Song Yanhe, a traditional Chinese medicine, has deep roots in merit and fame.

Think about it, he is really very cost-effective, there is no loss at all.

If he can't be cured, he can only admit bad luck and think of other ways.

This young woman is so young. Can she really do it? Do you really know traditional Chinese medicine?

The two have crossed three guard thresholds.

The doctor whispered to the young woman around him, "do you know traditional Chinese medicine? Is song tezhu fooling me?"

The woman deliberately lowered her voice with a trace of coolness.

"You have to see the patient before you know if it's OK. The patient heard that he had been poisoned before. It may be that the toxin harmed his eyes at that time, so... Acupuncture is needed to stimulate the nerves in the eyes. I infer this temporarily, but it's not necessarily true."

She wants to discuss with the doctor about Bo Xingzhi's condition before seeing him.

Sure enough, the doctor began to talk endlessly, "the result of the instrument examination was that all the toxins in his body had been removed. Including all aspects of his body's functions had been restored. After all, the poison was very toxic. At that time, he was terminally ill, and not only his vision, hearing and taste disappeared."

The doctor sighed again. "Fortunately, there is an antidote. Unfortunately, the antidote has detoxified, but there is such a troublesome sequelae. I'm tired to death. No medicine works. All kinds of massage and hot cover are used, but I can't recover my eyesight. I... I want..."

He dared not speak these words to others, so he was afraid to spread them to the president.

The young woman and he were facing the same thing, so he did not hold back and began to make complaints about it.

For so many days, Bo Xingzhi's condition has not made any progress in his hands, which makes him very upset.

But there was nothing to do.

He thought so and began to say, "Hey, I can't look at you. You're still so young. How can you cure such a difficult condition?"

He shook his head as he spoke, as if he didn't expect Ruan Su to respond to him at all. "Let's go. The young master lives in this building."

Ruan Su narrowed her apricot eyes and took a look at the small building in front of her. The environment around the building is good and lush. There is a small flower bed in front of the building, in which some common flowers and plants are planted.

There were still two guards standing guard at the entrance of the small building. The doctor took out the pass as usual, explained that Ruan Su was his assistant, and was released.

After stepping into the hall on the first floor, the doctor didn't stop and continued to take her upstairs.

Straight upstairs.

The doctor told him uneasily, "the young master lives in the innermost room. He has a strange temper. Don't disturb him. Just take a good look at your illness, you know?"

He has been tortured by Bo Xingzhi's moodiness these days.

So he told his understanding of Bo Xingzhi to the women around him in advance, so that she wouldn't provoke the young master and bring unnecessary trouble.

After all, acupuncture and moxibustion, the young master was also concealed.

Only song tezhu and he know.

The closer to Bo Xingzhi's room, Ruan Su's heart beat faster and faster.

Closer, closer, closer

She heard the doctor's chatter, thin line, strange temper? Your whole family is weird! He's fine!

Ruan Su was unconvinced. She couldn't stand others saying that her husband was any bad.

But her current identity is a traditional Chinese medicine, and she has no position to refute.

Finally... They came to the door of the room together.

The doctor raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Song Yan came to open the door. He glanced at the slender woman around the doctor and said quietly, "please come in."

Ruan Su didn't say a word and followed the doctor into the room.

The room is very broad and bright, and the sunshine is shining all over the room.

But this brilliance does not shine into Bo Xingzhi's heart, nor into song Yan's heart.

On the wide and soft bed lay a man. The man was tall but lost a lot. The handsome face was expressionless and could not see any emotion.

Hearing footsteps, he sat up sensitively, "is the doctor coming?"

"Yes, young master. He brought a traditional Chinese medicine who can acupuncture and moxibustion today. I hope he can help you acupuncture and moxibustion your eyes and see if it can be cured."

Song Yan did not dare to reveal any identity about Ruan su.

"Oh -" Bo Xingzhi sneered, with a trace of disdain on the corners of his lips, "can the best traditional Chinese medicine have my wife?"

Ruan Su: "

Doctor: "

It was rejected directly before it started!

What should I do?

"Young master, it's state m now. If your wife is not with us, we can try other traditional Chinese medicine. What if it works?" Song Yan painstakingly advised Bo Xingzhi, "sit down and let the traditional Chinese medicine help you with acupuncture. If it's really good, it's not..."

Bo Xingzhi didn't say a word, but sat there silently, his slender hands clenched their fists on his legs, and Jun's face was tight.

Ruan Su looked at his obviously emaciated cheek, his heart hurt sharply, as if he had been stabbed and stabbed with a knife.

It hurt her.

With scarlet eyes, she went to the bed, opened her silver needle bag and lined it up on the bedside table.

She observed Bo Xingzhi's state, and deliberately lowered her voice with a touch of hoarseness, "I'll take your pulse first."

"Woman?" Bo Xingzhi frowned slightly. He didn't like any other woman approaching him very much.

It made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Young master, she is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. She came to see a doctor for you." Song Yan whispered. He took a careful look at Ruan Su, and Ruan Su nodded at him.

So the white finger fell on the man's wrist.

With a touch of cold fingers, Bo Xingzhi looked slightly cold.

The instinctive heart is full of rejection.

In order not to let him find himself, Ruan Su deliberately put an ice bag in the pocket of the nurse's clothes. She had been ice fingers all the way.

Her fingers were cold without temperature, and she was afraid that Bo Xingzhi would notice that she was coming.

In the current situation, it is inappropriate to expose your identity.

Not to mention this doctor is not reliable. Besides, there are so many eyeliners in the presidential palace.

If Bo Xingzhi knows, he will reveal a trace.

The president is so crazy that he doesn't know what else to do.

After all, in order to let Ruan Su leave, he can poison his own son.

Bo Xingzhi reluctantly suppressed his impulse to push away the woman and sat there upright.

Shaoqing, he heard the woman's hoarse voice again, "the body recovered well. As I judged, the toxin infringed on the ocular nerve at that time, the nerve was oppressed and lost its function."

"Next, I'll give you acupuncture. Please lie down."

Song Yan quickly helped Bo Xingzhi to lie in bed.

Turning his head, he saw that Ruan Su took a long silver needle, directly poked it into the big hole around Bo Xingzhi's eyes, and then took another one.

She didn't stop until she poked eight.

"How long will it take?" Song Yan asked with concern.

"Take the needle in half an hour." Ruan Su cleaned her hands and sat on one side of the sofa.

The doctor looked at her movements like clouds and flowing water, very skilled.

A hanging heart finally fell to the ground. It seems that it is indeed a traditional Chinese medicine who can acupuncture and moxibustion.

When he came, he looked down on her. Now it seems that his worry is completely superfluous.

Bo Xingzhi is very upset recently. He hasn't had a good sleep for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep unconsciously after being acupunctured.

And slept very deep.

He could only hear his even breathing in the room.

Song Yan couldn't help but smoke the corners of his mouth. He found it.

Even if the wife does not reveal her identity, as long as the wife is around the young master, the young master will be much more comfortable physically and mentally.

Even if the young master doesn't know his wife is coming, the young master's physical instinct will relax.

This... Is really

Ruan Su didn't expect Bo Xingzhi to fall asleep with acupuncture.

Half an hour later, she easily took down the long silver needle and put it away.

"I'll come back tomorrow. It will take at least half a month for acupuncture to know whether it works or not." Ruan Su whispered, "take good care of your young master and make his diet nutritious and healthy. Don't be picky about food. Picky food is very harmful to his recovery."

Song Yan nodded hurriedly, "why don't you write a recipe? I'll let the cook do it every day?"

Ruan Su thought and promised.

She took the pen and Book handed over by song Yan and wrote a week's menu.

Basically, when she was at home, she cooked the dishes for Bo Xingzhi.

Song Yan took the book and solemnly thanked him.

The doctor took Ruan Su and left.

Out of the presidential palace, he took a long breath, "I didn't expect you to really know Chinese medicine."

His face was hot and dry, "I didn't understand before, so..."

That's why she can't or something.

Ruan Su smiled at him, but didn't take off his mask. "You don't know me. It doesn't matter. See you tomorrow."

After she finished, she said meaningfully, "I want to thank you."

The doctor was stunned and didn't quite understand what she meant.

But he had no time to study deeply, and Ruan Su had turned and left.

Having not seen each other for so long, I finally saw the short side of Bo Xingzhi.

Ruan Su's mood became particularly pleasant, which was a long lost comfort. The pain of the heart I had been holding was finally relieved.

It's like a junkie who suddenly gets a little relief.

When Bo Xingzhi woke up, it was two hours later.

He felt very heavy and comfortable.

It seems that there is still a faint aroma in the air. He was stunned for a moment. It was the doctor of traditional Chinese Medicine... Why did he think the aroma was a little familiar? A little like... Xiao Su's?