Zhong Nuannuan's words scared Leng Jinpeng into sweat, and he felt like he was about to collapse.
"Nuan Nuan, what made you guess Xiao Hai?"
"Feel."
Leng Jinpeng: ...
"Nuannuan, this kind of thing is not a joke, you can't joke."
"I'm not kidding. I'm naturally allergic to the smell of black-hearted white lotus."
Leng Jinpeng couldn't say anything more.
He had to find out the truth about this matter.
After all, one is his own son and the other is the son of his benefactor, but he treats him as his own.
He was worried about Xiao Rui, and worried that the person behind it was really Xiao Hai.
"I see. Thank you for the reminder, I will pay attention."
"Knock, knock—" Someone knocked on the door, interrupting Leng Jinpeng's thoughts.
"Come in."
The door was pushed open, and Chi Yang walked in. After entering, he consciously locked the door with his backhand.
Leng Jinpeng couldn't help laughing and asked, "Has Xiaorui been tamed by you?"
"Be obedient, I will apologize to you after you are cured."
Zhong Nuannuan couldn't help laughing unkindly when he thought of the scene of the domineering Leng Shao being tidied up in school. I completely forgot who the instigator who came here to do things today was.
Seeing that Leng Jinpeng was neatly dressed and his hand was still infused with fluid, Chi Yang asked, "Is the treatment over?"
"Not yet. The first few uses will take a little longer each time."
While talking to Leng Jinpeng just now, she was also secretly observing the effect of the medicine Leng Jinpeng took on his blood vessels.
But after observing for so long, these medicines had almost zero effect on Leng Jinpeng.
So it's no wonder that Leng Jinpeng's condition has been out of control.
A mere cirrhosis of the liver eventually turned into liver cancer.
"Just now, Nuan girl helped me see and prescribe the medicine, and she is about to start acupuncture."
"The medicines were all prescribed by the doctors at the Hospital of the Campaign Department. Is there still a problem?"
Zhong Nuannuan shook his head: "It's not that there is a problem, but that if you take too much medicine, the effect will be repeated. Uncle Leng's liver is not good, and taking too much medicine will cause pressure on the liver. For example, if you look at this, this is it. The pharmacology of the drug, if you look at this again, the pharmacology is also the same. So there is no need to take it repeatedly.
Uncle Leng, can you go to the hospital tomorrow and prescribe some liver medicine? I will be in charge of matching for you, so that the combination of Chinese and Western treatments will definitely have a good effect. "
"That's no problem. Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to prescribe me a box of all liver-related medicines that can be prescribed by the Campaign Department Hospital."
"Okay. Uncle Leng, then I'll start acupuncture for you now."
"good."
Zhong Nuannuan took out a few sealed small bags from the bag he was carrying and said:
"I've already asked someone to make a set of silver needles for me, and I'll get them in two days. These two times, I've made do with this kind of one-off ones."
"good."
Looking at the bag in Zhong Nuannuan's hand, which was full of densely packed disposable acupuncture needles, Leng Jinpeng couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
The reason why he didn't like going to the hospital was that he didn't like getting needles. Nothing to do with pain, this is the shadow of my heart that fell when I was a child.
At this moment, seeing Zhong Nuannuan quickly holding a needle in his hand, Leng Jinpeng's palms couldn't stop sweating.
"I always point out that I'm afraid of injections, so be gentle with your actions later." Chi Yang made up the knife at the side.
Leng Jinpeng glared at Chi Yang, feeling a little ashamed and flustered by this kid's face-to-face sabotage.
"Uncle Leng, don't worry, after this time, you will like acupuncture."