Chapter 117

"Don't talk nonsense. You should know that people can't be judged by their appearance and the sea. Some people's abilities are not measured by their age. This Mr. Ye is such a strange person. When you see him, you should respect me. You can't take the temper of your big lady, you know?" Wang Bingzhen told his granddaughter.

"I see."

Wang Sisi said depressed. My grandfather is really a man in his twenties. How can he not even know the importance of this? Can he talk about himself in a platitude.

"Who's here?"

Ye Rongrong asks Liu Qingqing who is coming.

"It's Mr. Wang. He said he came to see you for treatment." Liu Qingqing said.

"I thought he wouldn't come. I didn't expect to be a few days late."

Ye Rongrong said happily, after all, this is the task of the system. Now the frequency of the system publishing tasks to itself is less and less. Ye Rongrong cherishes every task.

If Wang Bing really doesn't believe that he can cure other diseases and doesn't come to him for treatment, the system task will be withdrawn when it reaches a certain deadline. Ye Rongrong doesn't know when the next task will be.

"Mr. Wang, we meet again."

Ye Rongrong warmly holds Wang Bingzhen and says. Now in Ye Rongrong's eyes, Wang Bing is just like those "monsters" in the game. He is given experience. Can ye Rongrong see that he is not enthusiastic?

"I'm glad to see Mr. Ye again, too."

Wang Bingzhen also said happily. For Wang Bingzhen, since he saw the spiritual animals in Ye Guangrong's family, he has a lot more confidence in Ye Guangrong's ability to cure his own disease. After all, the man who can tame such a big boar king and have a spiritual parrot is absolutely not human in Wang Bingzhen's view.

"Go, sit in the room."

Ye Rongrong enthusiastically pulls Wang Bingzhen to the house. Ye Rongrong is in a hurry to cure Wang Bingzhen's illness and get the systematic reward as soon as possible.

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"Mr. Ye, are you going to treat my grandfather?"

Wang Sisi saw Ye Rongrong open a cloth bag with dozens of silver needles of different lengths in it. He couldn't help asking curiously.

"Mr. Ye, let me introduce you. This is my granddaughter Wang Sisi." Wang Bingzhen saw Ye Rongrong frowning at his granddaughter, so he quickly introduced Ye Rongrong.

Although Wang Bing is a billionaire and chairman of a large group, he is older than ye Rongrong, but he is still cautious in front of Ye Rongrong.

After all, ye Rongrong is a doctor now, while Wang Bing is a patient. No matter how rich or powerful he is, he is very respectful in front of doctors as long as he is ill.

There are two professions in the world that are most respected. One is a teacher, the other is a doctor. No matter how powerful they are, the rich will lower their status when they see teachers and doctors.

What makes teachers respectable is that they teach us, let us learn knowledge, and let human civilization continue forever; while doctors, who can cure our diseases, are angels in white.

Of course, we have to say that the society has changed a lot. These two professions that people once respected have also begun to deteriorate. The behavior of a few teachers and doctors has seriously damaged people's lofty respect for these two professions.

"Hello, don't disturb me when I give your grandfather the needle. If I put it in the wrong place, there will be a problem."

After ye Rongrong solemnly explained, he no longer paid attention to Wang Sisi, but was thinking about which models of silver to use to make the needle work best.

"I see."

Wang Sisi replied somewhat depressed. Wang Sisi consciously believes that no matter in school or in his circle of friends, he is absolutely a beautiful woman. People who pursue himself can build a company.

Now it's good that this man named Ye Guangrong hasn't looked directly at himself since he came into the yard, and he still talks to himself so impolitely.

Wang Sisi admits that he is not as beautiful as his wife Liu Qingqing, but he can't bear to look him in the eye.

This is very depressing for Wang Sisi. If it wasn't for his grandfather's illness, he had to be treated by this smelly man. Wang Sisi would have turned his head and left now, which would hurt his self-esteem.

"Mr. Wang, let's start now." After ye Rongrong confirmed the needling plan, he turned back and said to Wang Bingzhen.

"Mr. Ye, please."

Wang Bingzhen said with a deep breath. Although Wang Bingzhen is old and still a billionaire, he is a little nervous at this time.

Although he believed in Ye Rongrong's medical skills, he saw that ye Rongrong had drawn out such a large number of bright needles, and these needles would pierce his body in the next moment. Even if anyone sat in Wang Bingzhen's present position, he had to be nervous.

Look at these needles! The short one is only the same length as the embroidery needle, but the long one is one centimeter long. It looks frightening, and the thickness is different. The thin one is the same as the hair, and the thick one is as thick as the toothpick.Although Wang Bingzhen was more and more scared, he still insisted on accepting Ye Rongrong's acupuncture treatment. After all, Wang Bingzhen had seen traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture before, and had some psychological basis.

"There's no need to be nervous. It won't hurt."

See Wang Bing really some nervous, ye Rongrong said with a smile. Although the needle of acupuncture is very long, there are thick and thin needles. When it comes to acupuncture, it really doesn't hurt very much. At most, it's all at once.

"Well, Mr. Ye, you can start."

Wang Bingzhen nodded and said. Wang Bingzhen also knew that acupuncture would not hurt very much, but he was still a little nervous at the thought of inserting so many needles into his body.

Seeing Wang Bingzhen's mood stabilized, ye Rongrong began to disinfect the selected moxibustion needle and moxibustion needle on the alcohol lamp.

In Ye Rongrong's hand, dozens of silver needles quickly and accurately fell to the Acupoints Near Wang Bingzhen's knee, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of silver needles were all inserted in Wang Bingzhen's leg.

Although the moxibustion needle is long and short, deep and shallow into the meat, but did not bring even a trace of pain to the old man Wang Bingzhen, the feeling of the needle tip breaking the meat is even lighter than the mosquito bite.

When the position of dozens of silver needles is settled, ye Rongrong's ten slender fingers quickly press and pinch back and forth at the handle of dozens of silver needles.

Ye Rongrong's technique is exquisite and skillful, but in about five minutes, a set of acupuncture and moxibustion techniques were performed in Ye Rongrong's hands.

No one has recovered from ye Rongrong's actions, but ye Rongrong has already dipped dozens of used moxibustion needles into a glass bottle full of medical alcohol.

Seeing that Wang Bingzhen was still sitting there, and still had the meaning of continuing to be in a daze, ye Rongrong reminded with a smile, "Mr. Wang, how do you feel when you stand up?"

"That's good?"

Wang Bingzhen asked incredulously. After all, it's too fast. Wang Bingzhen hasn't responded yet.

You know, this disease has been pestering Wang Bingzhen for decades. In order to cure this disease, Wang Bingzhen didn't know how much money he spent and how many famous doctors he found. As a result, he treated the disease that had not been cured for decades. Now ye Rongrong just inserted dozens of silver needles into himself, and the whole process didn't take more than ten minutes.

It's hard for Wang Bing to believe that his illness has been cured.

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