Director Mo frowned: "When did the dean care about me so much? And let you come to treat me?" He obviously had doubts about Xia Yuanqiu's words. In his eyes, dean Bai was not such a person at all. The headache doesn't last for a day or two. Dean Bai also knows about it. Why didn't he send a doctor to see him before
Xia Yuanqiu said: "Yesterday, I mentioned in front of the dean that I had cured a headache patient. At that time, he thought of your headache, and that's why he asked me to come here."
Dean Mo was now convinced. If he said this, it was possible that although Dean Bai was not a careful person, he could definitely be regarded as a good dean who had a clear distinction between love and hate and was dedicated to his subordinates.
But, why today? Isn't the poisoning matter still unresolved
Director Mo Yuan's head throbbed with pain. Although it was not life-threatening, the pain made him unable to eat or sleep. He felt uncomfortable. Although he wanted to tell Xia Yuanqiu to get out of the house in a domineering manner, but when he thought about this headache, Then he softened his words and said, "Can you really cure my headache?"
Xia Yuanqiu saw that his cold expression softened a little, and he smiled slightly: "You have to try to find out whether it can be cured, and I can't guarantee it."
The woman hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, everyone's disease is different. Even if a doctor is a miracle doctor, he must first see your disease before he can make a conclusion. If you have a disease and haven't seen it, just ask him Can it be cured? Are you confused?"
Director Mo Yuan glared at his wife and said displeasedly: "What do you want me to do? Go out and cook!"
The woman was dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to talk back. She mumbled and left.
When Director Mo Yuan saw his wife leaving, he added, "Since you're here, let's take a look, so as not to let down Dean Bai's kindness."
Xia Yuanqiu stepped forward, pressed several key points around his head, asked some questions, and roughly understood his illness.
"Director Mo Yuan, your head must have been injured in the past. There was blood congestion in your brain back then, which has not dissipated yet. Fortunately, the amount was not large. It only caused headaches occasionally and did not cause any harm to the body. It is lucky."
Director Mo Yuan's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "When I was young, I failed to refine a weapon and the furnace exploded. I was hit in the head by a fragment of the furnace. I was in a coma for seven days and nights before I woke up. My headaches started from that time. It started when I was young, and I would have it at least three or five times a year, and each time it wouldn't last too long. At most, it would only hurt for half a day and then it would get better on its own. But this time, for some reason, I haven't gotten better since the pain yesterday. "
Xia Yuanqiu said: "That's because you are in a bad mood, which causes the headache to last longer."
Director Mo frowned: "Who said I'm in a bad mood? I'm in a bad mood for no reason. Why am I in a bad mood?"
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said, "Because I'm back, you're in a bad mood."
Seeing Director Mo Yuan's expression change, she hurriedly said: "I don't remember what happened in the past. I hope you, Director Mo Yuan, will forget it too. I also want to learn this weapon refining technique if I have the chance. Don't you forget Mo Yuan?" I will guide you without hesitation to teach me!”
Director Mo Yuan saw that she was no longer as tit-for-tat with him as before, and most of the anger that had just surged in his heart dissipated, and said: "You are practicing Yuanwu and alchemy, and you still have time to learn alchemy." Device?"
Xia Yuanqiu smiled and said: "If you have free time, squeeze in and adjust, there will always be some."
Director Mo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Then let's talk about it when you have free time. Whatever you say now is just empty talk."