Qiao Nian sighed in her heart, but didn't say it out loud. At this age, she believed that Wei Lou knew what was going on.
"How sure are you?" Wei Lou drooped his eyelashes, rarely putting away the cynical expression on his face, and asked her seriously with his head tilted.
Qiao Nian thought about it and replied, "70%."
“The old man is old, so I can’t guarantee 100 percent success,” she explained.
Wei Lou looked at the unconscious old man lying on the bed, and then looked at the girl next to him. The girl was wearing a baseball cap, and her facial features were very three-dimensional. She looked cold and not to be messed with, but the expression on her face was serious, and it was obvious that if she said 70%, she was 70% sure!
This was not the first day Wei Lou knew her.
It is clear that the 70% certainty that Qiao Nian mentioned is at least 90% for people like Liang Lu.
His grandfather is seventy years old. At the age of being an old man knowing his destiny, it is already good enough for him to be 70% sure!
"Do it?" Qiao Nian didn't rush to open the acupuncture bag, waiting for him to make a decision.
Wei Lou's tense back relaxed. He looked at her, raised his hand and touched her earlobe. The earrings sparkled charmingly. He smiled and said loudly, "Do it. Why not? I invited you here. If you don't do it, you'll lose out. At worst, I can sink with you."
His father gave Wei Ying a military order.
The elders of the Wei family are all gathered here. To some extent, he has long been tied to Qiao Nian. If something goes wrong, the worst that can happen is that everyone will fail together.
Qiao Nian glanced at him with a bandit-like look in his eyes. He opened the acupuncture bag, revealing a row of acupuncture needles of varying lengths that glowed coldly. He pulled the corners of his mouth and said arrogantly, "Don't worry, I'll try my best not to let you sink. If you really fall, I can only say that you're unlucky."
Before Wei Lou could say anything, Liang Lu, who followed him in, snorted coldly and said mockingly, "Oh, I've never heard of using acupuncture to draw out blood stasis!"
She doesn't have a loud voice, but she is an authority on the subject.
She spoke and many people looked at her.
Qiao Nian also heard it. She looked up and saw Liang Lu. After thinking for a while, she remembered her face and matched it with the person in her mind. She replied impatiently, "If you haven't heard it, read more books!"
—I have never heard of using acupuncture to draw out blood stasis.
—If you haven’t heard of it, read more books.
"Puchi." Qin Si couldn't help but laughed out loud from behind.
He held back his laughter, glanced at Liang Lu, whose face was turning green and red, and then fell on the defiant girl who raised her hand to hold down the brim of her hat. He lowered his voice and said to Jiang Xianrou with a half-smile, "Your cousin is quite a character."
“…She is ignorant and uneducated!”
Jiang Xianrou's delicate face was almost dripping with blood, and it was red. After saying that, she sulked her face, and regardless of her previous thoughts of not getting involved with Qiao Nian, she said angrily: "Qiao Nian, you are only in the third year of high school, and you haven't even studied medicine in college. Do you know the identity of Mr. Wei? You are so reckless."
With Mr. Wei's status, he could become famous if he could cure the disease.
If you make a mistake, the consequences will be extremely serious.
People at Liang Lu's level were reluctant to take over this tough mess at first.
She is a high school student who has not even received systematic training in basic medical knowledge. How could she know how to dare to show up in such an occasion
If someone dies, the Jiang family will be dragged into this by her!
Qiao Nian raised his eyelids and saw Jiang Xianrou in the crowd. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He looked at Wei Lou with a headache, as if Wei Lou was looking for trouble.
(End of this chapter)