Zeng Wendong was even more shocked when he saw this scene. Xu Wenchang, the old Xu, was a professor who was famous all over the country. Although he was not good at medicine, he taught people medical skills. He was very famous in the medical and educational circles all over the country. He was fundamentally different from ordinary experts and professors. In terms of fame, he was older than Chen. After all, he was a public figure.
However, at the moment, Xu takes great care of this young man named Ye Mo who can't see the depth. So does Chen, and so does his grandfather
Zeng Wendong has a plan in mind. Even if he doesn't make friends with Ye Mo, he can't make friends with Ye mo. this young man is too strange. He is completely different from his peers. He is like a deep pool and can't see the depth.
"Lao Xu knows words but not people. You'd better save it, hahaha..."
Seeing that Xu directly ignored Chen's complaint, he directly asked Ye Mo to sit down. Zeng Huai clapped his hands and took the opportunity to ridicule.
"Yes, if any of you can ask for another word from Xiaoye, I'll give you this face."
Xu Lao sat next to Ye Mo, patted Ye Mo's hand and joked.
After the three elders pulled the skin on each other for a while, Zeng took the lead in getting to the point.
"Lao Chen, just say it. What's the purpose of looking for us?"
Xu didn't speak, but his eyes looked at Chen and waited for his reply.
Old Chen looks at Ye Mo like asking for advice, and ye Mo nods.
"What do you think Xiaoye is doing? Is it related to Xiaoye?"
Zeng Huai was surprised.
"It's really relevant, but look at this before you say it."
Old Chen sold a pass, took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, handed it to the second old man and said.
"Lao Xu, don't you often write with sore wrists? Pour it out and put it on!"
Xu Wenchang took it in doubt, pulled out the cork, and a strong smell of medicine spread
"Ointment???"
Xu Wenchang and Zeng Huai both raised eyebrows. Unexpectedly, old Chen took out this thing.
"What's the fuss about the ointment? Whether it's you or Lao Xu, it's prepared casually?"
Zeng Huai was still a little unsure. He grabbed it from Xu Lao and suddenly lost interest and said.
"Whatever you want?"
Old Chen sneered. Even now, he was still shocked by the terrible effect of this ointment. Taking it out will inevitably set off a huge wave in the medical industry!
"Lao Xu, does your wrist ordinary ointment work well?"
Old Chen said.
"It's useless. It's an old problem. I'm not used to writing on the computer for decades. I'm frozen."
Xu Lao smiled bitterly and raised his slightly deformed right hand.
Mr. Chen didn't speak any more and pointed to the medicine bottle, which was self-evident.
Yemo smiled and didn't interrupt.
Xu Lao's problem was discovered when he first met. However, at that time, when he first met, he couldn't say anything even if he wanted to. Others may not believe it or don't say it. It seemed that he acted very recklessly.
But ye Mo keeps it in mind, so after learning that old Chen invited old Xu, ye Mo decided to take the drug to Ruisheng group for promotion on this Huagu Shengji ointment!
Old Xu saw that old Chen was confident. Although he was skeptical, he poured out a little of the ointment, rubbed it on his wrist and rubbed it up.
"This is just ordinary medicine... Huh?!"
Xu was about to refute Chen. Suddenly, he looked stiff. First, there was a hot feeling in the place where the ointment was applied on his wrist, and then there was a faint numbness and pain!
"Keep rubbing!"
Seeing the expression on Xu Lao's face, Chen Lao smiled and said.
Both Zeng Lao and Zeng Wendong stared at the scene, and no one spoke.
Even if old Chen doesn't remind, old Xu plans to continue. After the pain, it's a comfortable feeling!
Xu Lao continued to rub. He felt very comfortable after the pain. After rubbing for dozens of times, the original black ointment was absorbed by the skin, and there was no trace of applying the ointment on the epidermis!
"Wait! What's this... What's this?!"
Xu Lao turned his wrist. The original pain that was a little boring was directly faded away, and his wrist was obviously more flexible than before. The clogged muscles and collaterals seemed to be stretched out, and the whole palm was relaxed!
"Rub it three times a day. After a month, the silt on your hand is completely good."
Chen Lao Ka looked at Xu Lao's hand, estimated the dosage, and then said decisively.
"What?"
"A month!"
Zeng Lao and Zeng Wendong both looked unbelievable. The old wounds accumulated by this habit over the years, let alone a month, is a year. It is a medical miracle to be cured!
The human body is a very delicate existence, and so is the bone. In the face of some deformed bones, only surgery can reset them. As for drug improvement, it is an extremely long process, and it is not necessarily effective!
Xu Lao has long been used to it, and it is even more impossible to go to laoshizi surgery to delay the time of teaching and research, so he procrastinates again and again. After years of accumulation, he has faintly become an old injury, and this strange ointment can recover without correction within a year!
Ye Mo smiles but doesn't speak. Old Chen's vision and experience are extremely sharp. This Huagu Shengji ointment can be cured in almost a month only by external use and massage. If ye Mo cooperates with his acupuncture, it will take seven days!
Within seven days, if you needle the acupoints once a day and apply Huagu vitality ointment, you can completely cure Xu's old hand whose wrist has been slightly deformed!
But after all, there is no way to say this directly. He is not only grabbing the limelight with old Chen and brushing each other's face, but more importantly, he doesn't have the time to go to Xu's hometown every day.
Just now, the lobby manager at the door quietly told him that Zhai Minmin, a little girl, even locked Ye Mo's base after returning the car. She deliberately stopped him twice during the day. If it weren't for Chen's late appointment, she might have hit him at Gu Mingxuan.
The girl is now powerful and nowhere to use. She is very interested in Yemo's past, which makes Yemo have a headache.
"One month..."
Xu Lao was also a little shocked. The blockage of his wrist was an old problem for many years. Many years ago, he sprained his wrist in order to climb onto the eaves one by one. At that time, the small injury was insignificant.
However, Xu Lao kept writing in a posture day and night. After all, he left this problem. He has suffered a lot over the years.
But now, just with this bottle of ointment, he can end the crimes he has suffered for decades in a month. These two huge data are very different. How can they not be shocking.
"I said, aren't you two old boys working together to amuse me?"
Zeng Huai picked up the bottle and sniffed, then looked at Chen Lao and Xu Laodao suspiciously.