Chapter 286

"Grandpa Feng, find a quiet room and cure you." Metaphor has to change the topic.

"Well, well, I've arranged it for a long time. Let's go. It's over." The wind roaring sky gets up and leads the metaphor to walk away from the scene.

As soon as Jin Zheng was about to keep up with him, he was stopped by master su. "ZHENG'ER, my grandfather will take you to see a person. This is a multinational president. If the Su family and Jin family have more business in the future, he will be more prosperous."

"Grandfather, I'm..." Jin Zheng wanted to keep up with Yu se, but he was cured and took him away. "Don't worry, Yu wench has your style, grandfather and your mother look after you. No one dares to bully. If anyone dares to move a girl, my old man will fight her directly."

With the wind roaring, the waiter opened the door and left a VIP lounge.

Wind Xiaotian walked in, and behind him was his entourage, "is it necessary to give a needle?" Otherwise, if it's a prescription, you just need to give it to him in the hall.

Now I want to go to the room. I want to find a quiet place to give him acupuncture and so on.

"Well, just lie down."

Feng Xiaotian still lies on the sofa in this room.

The metaphor is ready.

The purpose of her coming here is to diagnose fengxiaotian. She has already prepared it, and naturally she will go all out.

A modified cupping jar and her silver needle.

There's also alcohol and alcohol cotton for ignition.

But she was going to do it. The door was opened.

First, a fresh air came in from the outside, and then the turbid breath rushed into the room, and a dozen people poured in.

"Sister, when I heard that you were going to see someone, I'd like to show you around."

It's Yu mo.

Hearing the sound of Yu Mo, Yu se was stunned for a moment.

But then it was cool.

Both Xia Xiaoqiu and Mei Yuqiu regard her as their rival in love. Yu Mo is now recognized by Mo Jingyao. But if you think of Mo Jingyao's attitude towards her, you still have a grudge against her.

After all, Yu Mo saw with his own eyes that Mo Jingyao punished all the Yu family for her sake.

Yu se didn't even look back, as if he didn't hear it. He just looked at the wind and said, "Grandpa wind, no matter what happens, you don't move. It's just a little itchy. It won't be more serious, OK?"

"Well, I'll listen to Yu. You can start." The wind howls at the moment very cooperate, seem not afraid at all.

Yu se picked up the alcohol cotton and was about to ignite the fire. He heard Yu Mo behind him say, "when my sister Yu se learned witchcraft, my parents were also very opposed to it. However, she insisted on learning, but she did not expect to make her learn it. Now someone really asked her to cure her illness with witchcraft."

"What do you say?" As soon as Yu Mo came in, Yu Mo was called sister Yu se. Feng Xiaotian paid attention to Yu Mo, but at that moment he paid attention to Yu Mo, which was for the sake of Yu se. After all, Yu Mo was Yu SE's elder sister. But at this moment, Yu Mo said that Yu se could do witchcraft. He could not help sitting up.

After all, he wouldn't believe it, but if it was a metaphorical sister, he would be confused.

"Yu Mo, is that true? Does your sister really know witchcraft Yu Mo said, with her in a woman also followed by surprise.

"Of course, her name is Yu se, and I'm Yu mo. I'm her sister. Who is she? Can I not know? I'll bring you here just to persuade my sister to stop using witchcraft. Otherwise, if someone is killed, not only her own reputation will be destroyed, but also the reputation of my Yu family and Jin's family will be ruined It's for her, or she'll cure the wind grandfather. Then, how can we do business with the wind family

"Yu Mo, I don't think your sister is a witch who knows witchcraft. Maybe she can cure diseases." As the woman said this, she approached Yu Se and looked down at the equipment it brought.

"It's witchcraft. I've seen the master she learned from." Yu Mo said as if she had really seen a sorcerer. The eyes of the people who followed her in the room looked at Yu se more and more contemptuous.

"Well, is this to pull out the jar? But it doesn't seem to be a pot of fire. What's in it The woman who came over before curiously picked up the special cupping brought by metaphor.

"No comment." Yu se can't bear it anymore. He turns his head and looks at Yu Mo, "you mean it, don't you? I just want to see the doctor for my grandfather Feng. Please take this group of people out at once. Don't affect me to take out needles and cupping here. "

"Sister, I just don't want you to go astray and hurt yourself in the end. If you really diagnose grandfather Feng, you will suffer the loss in the end." Yu Mo looks at Yu se with a smile. Compared with the metaphor, Yu Mo's smile looks more gentle. Yu Mo looks like a child who has been cut short and is about to jump.

"OK, you wait. When I have cured my grandfather Feng's illness, I can prove that I am not witchcraft." Metaphor color low roar said, and then reached out a push just touched her jar of the woman, "get out of the way, don't affect my treatment."With such a heavy push, the woman reeled, and then, with the help of the situation, she directly fell to the ground, "Er, is this in a state of exasperation?"

Yu se also ignored her, "grandfather Feng, don't listen to my sister's nonsense. I'm not witchcraft, I'm just acupuncturing and cupping. It's just that the jar is special. It'll be OK." Metaphor slightly bent over, comforting the wind roaring day to lie down.

Feng Xiaotian hesitated for a moment, took a look at Yu se, then Yu Mo, and then lay down, "I believe Su Lao. If you can't cure my disease, I'll go to him and settle accounts with him, hum."

"Good." Yu se nodded and ignored the group of people behind him. He lit the alcohol cotton calmly. At the same time, he took the silver needle and brushed it on the neck side of the wind roaring sky.

At the same time, the metaphor directly put the alcohol cotton which had been ignited into the jar, ignited a piece of paper inside, and the fire exploded.

Then, the special jar was buckled on the red and red spots of the wind whistling genius.

The metaphor stops immediately.

The cupping just fell on the wind.

Wind whistling day quietly lying on the sofa, closed his eyes, waiting for the end of cupping.

The cupping is very powerful, and it hurts a little. At the same time,

felt that the smell of alcohol mixed perfume in the room was becoming more and more strong.

People dare not look at the wind roaring sky.

Suddenly, the wind whistling day who was lying down suddenly sat up.

Yes, he sat up with the cupping on his body, and then he listened to his confused way: "it hurts. What's on my neck?"