Chapter 10

After Chen Ye finished speaking, Fu Jingshen glanced at Jian Qin, his expression did not change, he nodded, "Got it."

"Aunt Nan, you go to work first."

"it is good."

Aunt Nan was just about to leave, when she saw Chen Ye standing beside Fu Jingshen, she turned around and pulled Chen Ye's lightbulb's ear, and Chen Ye walked away crying.

Chen Ye is just a lump of elm wood, even if he can't find a girlfriend by himself, he will lead him crooked by following Shen Ye all day long.

Aunt Nan thought silently.

After Aunt Nan and Chen Ye left, only Jian Qin and Fu Jingshen were left in the living room.

Fu Jing looked at her indifferently and said indifferently, "Are you sure you can cure my leg?"

"If you didn't believe it, you wouldn't ask this question."

Jian Qin choked without hesitation.

She guessed that the phone call just now had something to do with her. She had been in the capital for a while, and it was not difficult for Fu Jingshen to find out about her.

She wanted to tell him the truth, but now it seems that it is not so necessary anymore. He doesn't believe her, so why should she reveal her information and everything.

"Give me your hand." Jian Qin took two steps in his direction. "It is the key to cure your leg, but now the more important thing is your body. I need to understand your body first."

Fu Jing frowned slightly.

He didn't really believe that Jian Qin was good at medicine, but seeing her serious and confident expression, he still stretched out his hand to her.

Jian Qin stretched out two fingers to touch the position of his pulse. It was fine at first, but gradually his face became more and more ugly.

She knew that Fu Jingshen's health was not good, but she didn't expect it to be so bad. The accident really hurt him very badly.

There are various degrees of damage to his internal organs, which are invisible on the surface. Even diagnosis is difficult to diagnose. Maybe it has been treated, but the injury has not been completely removed. As time goes on, the symptoms will only getting more serious.

She lowered her head and put her thin and soft fingers on his wrist. Fu Jing looked at her beautiful fingers deeply, and his heart moved slightly.

He was a little annoyed.

Even if his legs were really broken, he wouldn't like a little girl.

Moreover, Chen Ye just said on the phone that someone saw Jian Qin in the capital.

Should he believe her?

Jian Qin moved his hand away, Fu Jing regained his senses, and unnaturally rolled up his cuffs, "How is it?"

"You need to recuperate your body first. Your legs are related to the damage to your internal organs. Once your body is recuperated, your legs will naturally be fine."

Jian Qin said quietly.

She said it lightly.

But in fact, the damage has reached a very serious level.

She couldn't believe it, how did he survive all these years?

Fu Jing raised his eyebrows deeply.

He has seen many doctors, and she and those people's rhetoric are almost the same, it seems that they do know some, but the words are like this-

"How to adjust it?" Fu Jingshen looked at her, and was stunned when he touched the mist in her eyes.

When he looked again, he found that it was just the light reflected in her eyes, and he realized that he was wrong, and couldn't help laughing at himself secretly in his heart.

"The process may be a little painful, can you bear it?"

Jian Qin asked him in a low voice.

She knew why no doctor could cure his leg for so many years.

It is related to the injury of his internal organs. If he wants to eradicate the root, he can only rely on gambling. If he wins the gamble, everyone is happy.

"Do you have a solution?" Fu Jing's dark eyes sank slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

But at the same time he had some doubts.

So many doctors said it was impossible, why did she swear that she could be cured?

"Are you sure you don't need your master to come forward?" Fu Jingshen asked deliberately.

Jian Qin frowned lightly.

"just kidding."

Seeing that she obviously wanted to be angry, Fu Jingshen didn't press her any more.

Maybe she has something to hide.

He had heard that ghost doctors like to keep a low profile, so for so many years, no one who was rescued provided his whereabouts, and no one posted her photo, which made her so mysterious.

However, the ghost doctor is said to have a bad temper. Since the little girl is unwilling to say it, he will not persecute her.

Jian Qin took out the acupuncture bag she was carrying, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "Let's go upstairs."

This is in the living room, which is somewhat inconvenient.

Fu Jing's eyes deepened a little, but he still nodded and followed her upstairs.

"Take off your clothes." Jian Qin didn't lift his head. After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and added: "Top."

Fu Jing frowned slightly, feeling an inexplicable strange feeling.

"The acupuncture points are separated by clothes, and the effect will not be good."

Seeing him not moving, Jian Qin was inexplicably embarrassed.

She has always been in contact with women, and rarely has contact with men. Although she has done psychological construction before coming here and persuaded herself to avoid medical treatment, she is still a little difficult psychologically.

Fu Jing looked at her pale pink face deeply, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she was inexplicably happy.

Is this blushing? What to do after that.

Thinking like this, Fu Jingshen grabbed the neckline and took off his shirt, as if on purpose.

Jian Qin didn't dare to look at her just now, and was sterilizing the silver needle, but when he turned around, he saw his strong chest, and his fingers trembled.

She swallowed unnaturally and turned her head.

"Are you sure you can pin the acupuncture points correctly?" Fu Jing raised his eyebrows deeply.

Jian Qin: "..."

Jian Qin glared at him and calmed herself down, "It will hurt a lot in a while. If you feel like you can't keep going, just say something, and I will stop."

"Um."

He said solemnly.

The room quieted down.

Fu Jing looked at her blushing face, and suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous, that he would believe a little girl.

He raised his hand to put on his clothes, but Jian Qin suddenly held his hand, "Don't move."

Her hands were soft and warm, and Fu Jingshen was stunned for a while.

Jian Qin's face was focused, and he dropped the silver needle on his acupuncture point.

At first, the feeling was not strong, but soon Fu Jingshen felt a sharp pain in his lungs, and he frowned lightly.

"Does it hurt?" Jian Qin's voice came.

Fu Jing smiled deeply, his eyes fell on the hand holding him, "It doesn't hurt, continue."

He can endure this level of pain, but I don't know if she can.

Fu Jingshen's heart sank slightly.

Another silver needle fell on his body, the pain intensified a bit, and Fu Jingshen's attention shifted to his body.

This pain has intensified compared to just now, but it is still within the range he can bear, but there is still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

I don't know how long it took, the pain became more and more intense, as if someone was frantically digging out a dagger in his heart, and it seemed like countless ants were eating at him, making him hurt and itchy, and the blood all over his body seemed to gather. In the chest, it is not an exaggeration to say that this feeling is excruciatingly painful.

Jian Qin is not much better than him, Fu Jingshen's situation is more serious than she imagined, and her mind has never been highly concentrated.

Her eyes were already sore, and when she tilted her head to see the light reflected from the white wall, the pain intensified.

She blinked her eyes forcefully and stabbed the last silver needle into his acupoint. When she stood up, her eyes suddenly turned white, and at the same time, her feet suddenly softened, and she fell directly onto Fu Jingshen's legs.

"Master Shen."

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open by Chen Ye.