Chapter 293： I believe you

Zhang Wanlin's eyes glared: "This medicine you take will make your liver fire more vigorous, but you can't take it or not, because you have insomnia and dreams all year round, you have to adjust."

"But if you change the medicine you eat to a Chinese medicine, I can guarantee that not only will your liver be reduced, but you will also be able to stop insomnia."

Zhang Wanlin shut up when he said this.

Some things still need to be understood by the other party. If the other party has not believed him, he does not need to continue talking nonsense.

But pity him that the goddess will continue to endure the suffering of Hantan, and the other party's Hantan disease has reached the middle and late stages. If you do not step up the treatment, I am afraid that you will not be able to survive next year.

Zhang Wanlin somewhat sighed about the impermanence of life. The once-popular tri-amphibious star is now about to die because of a strange disease. This is definitely a big loss for the music, film and visual circles.

"Sister Chen, is he right?"

Fan Jingjing saw Du Zhenzhen kept silent, but she stared at Zhang Wanlin fiercely, and she knew Zhang Wanlin spoke exactly the same! "Dr. Zhang, please also help Zhenzhen out to rest. I want to talk to Mr. Zhang alone."

Fan Jingjing said with a smile to Zhang Wei beside him.

Zhang Wei nodded, then pulled Du Zhenzhen, who was a little swaying, away.

At this time, Du Zhen really didn't know how to stop Fan Jingjing, because Zhang Wanlin said her illness exactly.

When she went to the hospital to solve the problem of insomnia, the doctor said that her liver fire was very strong. If she had to take medicine, her temper would become more irritable.

But this is the only medicine to solve insomnia, she had to take it.

This is her secret. She has never told anyone that as a manager, her illness is also secret, so when Zhang Wanlin said her illness, she was embarrassed and she took it.

"Zhang Wanlin, I hope you show respect. Fan Jingjing is not someone you can bully. If you dare to plot against her, I will let you see the power of Fan's entertainment."

Du Zhenzhen threatened before going out.

Zhang Wanlin turned a deaf ear to this, he just let Zhang Wei leave with Du Zhenzhen, and then he explained to Fan Jingjing the purpose of undressing.

"I'm going to give you a needle, but you can rest assured, just apply the needle on your back, I won't look at it."

Zhang Wanlin said seriously, "This set of acupuncture is the only way to cure your cold lake disease."

"However, because your cold lake disease is already a serious illness, you can't be anxious. You have to apply the needle once a week, so for three months, your cold lake disease can be completely resolved."

Zhang Wanlin saw Fan Jingjing not speaking, he asked tentatively: "Miss Fan, can you accept it?"

"I will sign you."

Fan Jingjing suddenly smiled and said to Zhang Wanlin, "Did you not like me when you were 18?

I don’t know if I sign you now, would you still want it? "

"of course!"

Zhang Wanlin was a little excited, "I haven't lost those posters, and I still have them in my suitcase."

"Ok, thank you for loving me."

Fan Jingjing smiled softly, then took out a pen and paper and signed a name for Zhang Wanlin, and then handed it to Zhang Wanlin, "I don't know, can we start treatment now?"

"what?

Ok! of course can! "

Zhang Wanlin pointed to the bed not far away, "You just take off your clothes and lie on your stomach. The needle application lasts about half an hour, and our first treatment session is over."

"it is good."

Fan Jingjing walked past by words, and then began to unbutton her clothes gracefully, Zhang Wanlin turned back to her and waited quietly.

After such a moment, Fan Jingjing whispered, "Sir, can I start?"

"Ok."

Zhang Wanlin took the silver needle bag from the storage ring, then turned around and walked to Fan Jingjing, staring at her beautiful back.

"Ms. Fan, because your cold lake disease is very serious, I will incorporate a warm current when I apply the needle, similar to the feeling of melting ice and snow with fire. It may be a bit painful at that time. Please bear with me."

"Relax, I'm not so coquettish."

Fan Jingjing said with a smile: "After so many years of torture, I have been used to suffering."

Zhang Wanlin sighed, no longer talking nonsense, he took out a silver needle, followed by aura, and merged into the silver needle, then Daolin twelve needles were carried by him again, followed by a needle piercing into Fan Jingjing A key point in the back.

As the silver needle penetrated into the hole, a warm and aura with a hint of electric power slowly merged into Fan Jingjing's meridians, and then spread towards her limbs.

Fan Jingjing's limbs and bones are all the frost left by the Hantan disease. Its blocking power is very powerful, and it can actually resist the impact of Zhang Wanlin's electric spirit.

The tingling sensation under the impact of both sides made Fan Jingjing whisper, her already pale face was no more **** at this moment, a sick beauty who was free! "Hold back."

Zhang Wanlin took a sip, and then took out a second silver needle and pierced into a hole in Fan Jingjing's back again, and then a warm current of electric shock penetrated into her body, causing her to cry.

Zhang Wanlin was worried that Du Zhenzhen would be disturbed when he heard howling. He raised his hands and sent out with a slap of his palms, directly attached to the door of the house and closed the door, so he continued to take the third stitch.

"what!"

There was another scream, and she finally shocked Du Zhenzhen.

"What are you doing!"

Du Zhen, who was not far from the house, glared at Zhang Wei, "You really are not good things."

"Miss Du, my boss must be treating Miss Fan, please do not disturb!"

Zhang Wei seriously blocked Du Zhen's way.

"Okay! Very good, if something happens to Jing Jing, you all have to be buried!"

After talking, Du Zhenzhen directly took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Mr. Fan, Jing Jing is determined to be treated at the Shuanglin Medical Center in the ancient city. Now the situation is not good..." "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhang Wei's brow furrowed, and this phone call from Du Zhen, I was afraid that someone would make trouble again later.

"Now I'm afraid?"

Du Zhenzhen sneered, "When Mr. Fan sends someone to come, it's when you should be afraid."

Twenty-five minutes soon passed. At this moment, the long queue of the medical hall was swept away by forty or fifty black-clad men, and the entire first floor was surrounded.

Then a rugged man with a scorpion on his face came in: "Get out for Lao Tzu!"

"Brother Fan, you are here."

At this time, Du Zhen on the second floor hurried downstairs and said to Zhang Wei's clinic on the second floor, "Jing Jing was locked in there and screamed for more than 20 minutes. I was stopped by them..." "Snapped!"

When the man heard Du Zhenzhen's words, he slapped Du Zhenzhen's face fiercely with his backhand: "You are a waste."

After that, the man waved his hand, and the people he brought immediately took Zhang Wei and others away.

"hit!"

When the men ordered them to start, Zhang Wei's clinic door was pushed open, and Fan Jingjing sneered: "Fan San, don't be rude."