"Master Cheng!" Bo Jingxing had never experienced such a long four hours. He walked quickly to the Master Cheng who had just woken up, helped him up, and asked in a serious voice: "How do you feel?"
"Um?"
The old man who just woke up had cloudy eyes. His eyeballs were not as bright as before and he looked a little confused.
But after he recovered, he blinked his eyes and rubbed his temples, and it was obvious that he was in better spirits.
Bo Jingxing saw him stretching, and he couldn't hide his joy and said to the girl: "Little girl, what method did you use? I have never had a good sleep before. This time I slept really well! In the past ten years or so, I haven't slept so comfortably. It's like a dream."
Chen Zhu: “…” So Master Cheng was unconscious just now because he was actually asleep
Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets and said wildly: "There is no method. I just pricked your Shenmen, Neiguan and Fengchi acupuncture points. These three acupuncture points have a sleeping effect. How do you feel now?"
Her voice is quite light and a little hoarse, but very pleasant to hear.
"Does your head still hurt?"
Master Cheng subconsciously felt it, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the back of his head, which usually ached, no longer felt as heavy as before. He felt refreshed and more relaxed than ever before.
When he looked at Qiao Nian again, his eyes could not hide his admiration: "It doesn't hurt at all. You are really good, little girl. I can't believe you are so young and have such good medical skills."
Bo Jingxing didn't expect that Qiao Nian only gave Master Cheng acupuncture once, and the effect was so good. He was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red when he thought about how he almost lost his temper before.
Fortunately, he did not do what Zhou Wei did, otherwise their Ninth Institute would have lost all face this time!
Qiao Nian didn't care. He stood up and said calmly, "From today on, I will give you acupuncture every two days. After three times, I will prescribe a Chinese medicine for you. You will see the effect if you take it for half a year."
Chen Zhu asked in surprise: "Miss Qiao, why does it take another half a year to see the effect? Isn't Master Cheng already cured?"
He had just heard Master Cheng say with his own ears that his headache was gone and he slept very comfortably.
Bo Jingxing also wanted to ask this question. He put his hands behind his back, his dark eyes cast a deep gaze on the girl, and asked, "Yes, Sister Qiao, isn't Master Cheng already in good shape? Why does it take another half a year to see the effects?"
Qiao Nian looked at them with an inexplicable look. The corners of his eyes were raised in a wild and evil way. He raised his hand and pulled the brim of his hat, and said angrily, "You don't think that I can cure Master Cheng's migraine by giving him acupuncture once?"
Bo Jingxing smiled. His gentle and elegant appearance seemed a little fake. "Isn't it?"
Qiao Nian retracted his gaze and said calmly, "I don't have this ability, and I have never heard of anyone who has the ability to cure a person's decades-long illness in one go, unless this person is a god, not a human."
Gu San almost wanted to retort.
Boss, haven't you done enough inhuman things
Fortunately, he refrained from saying anything more.
Qiao Nian continued lightly, "Master Cheng thinks the symptoms have eased only because he hasn't slept for a long time and his brain hasn't gotten a rest. He just slept and his brain has rested for a long time, so he has the illusion that he has recovered. In fact, the migraine problem is still there. As long as he continues to work, his brain will get tired again and the previous symptoms will reappear..."
(End of this chapter)