Chapter 1005： bleed

Chapter 1005 Bleeding

It took a long time for the injection to be given because the Baihui point was on the head, which should not be taken lightly. The old man had never liked the air conditioner temperature too low, and Wen Qiao had sweat on his forehead from time to time.

Fu Nanli was standing aside with a napkin, like a nurse in the operating room who wiped sweat from the attending doctor, from time to time to wipe her forehead sweat.

Finally, the last silver needle was inserted, and Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

all the best.

Qiu Ya downstairs was suffering very much. She even secretly hoped that her father would do something wrong, so that Wen Qiao would be out of luck.

She listened carefully to every move upstairs, but whenever she made a sound, she excitedly said to the servant: "Let me go up and have a look."

Qin Bei said indifferently, "Miss Wen is on it. You are not a doctor, so it's useless for you to go up."

After half an hour, Qiu Ya heard a sudden voice from above: "Oh, this...what is going on?"

There was a panicked voice.

Taking advantage of Qin Bei's attention, Qiu Ya pushed him away and rushed upstairs.

It deserves it, Wen Qiao has a car overturned, right?

She couldn't hold back her joy and rushed directly to Father Fu's room, seeing Uncle Li trembling with fright, seeing Fu Nanli's dignified look, seeing the panic flashing in the eyes of the old man, covering up her expression, and said with concern: "Grandpa Fu, are you okay? ?"

Wen Qiao held the old man's hand: "Don't move."

Qiu Ya saw the blood pouring out of her old man's forehead, and she screamed, "This...what's going on?"

After speaking, he wanted to step forward to pull Wenqiao's arm, but Fu Nanli stopped him.

Qiu Ya gritted her teeth and said: "Wen Qiao, if your medical skills do not reach this level, don't you try to force it? Are you using Grandpa Fu as your test product? Look at your good deeds."

Wen Qiao said coldly: "Qin Bei, take her out."

Qiu Ya pushed Qin Bei away and caught up with him: "Fu Nanli, are you crazy? You just watched Wen Qiao treat your grandfather like this? Grandpa Fu, let her stop. If this goes on, something will happen."

Wen Qiao said coldly: "Qin Bei...shut up if you can't let her go out."

Qiu Ya was dragged directly to the door by Qin Bei, and her mouth was covered.

Father Fu wanted to struggle to sit up, Wen Qiao pressed his shoulders: "Don't move."

Elder Fu was actually suppressed by her aura.

Wen Qiao glanced at the wrist watch. When the second hand pointed to twelve, his slender fingers immediately reached the Baihui acupoint, pulled out the silver needles, and then pulled out one by one, and finally raised his hand. Fu Nanli seemed to understand, and passed a piece. Clean handkerchief.

Wen Qiao slowly wiped off the blood on the side of the old man's temple.

Only then did Fu Huaiyong sit up, his expression condensed, and a little frustrated, "Is there something wrong?"

Wen Qiao put the silver needle in the needle bag and glanced at him: "If something goes wrong, can you still talk?"

Fu Huaiyong turned to look at Fu Nanli: "Are you watching your grandpa bleeding?"

Fu Nanli: "I believe she has a sense of measure."

"What a measure."

Wen Qiao wiped his hands with a sterile tissue: "So what do you think of Grandpa Fu now?"

Fu Huaiyong had been patronizing just now, but only then did he react, as if... his head no longer hurts.

I felt that my head was heavy downstairs just now, but now my whole body was relaxed, and my body was clear and light.

This feeling has been long gone.

Fu Nanli was a little nervous: "What do you think of Grandpa?"

(End of this chapter)