Uncle Li even added fuel to the fire: "I heard from the housekeeper of Yuannan Mansion that the old lady has been in much better health recently, and her rheumatism has been mostly cured. It's all thanks to Xiao Wen. It's amazing. Zhang Qianshan, who treated the old lady before, is also a very famous Chinese medicine doctor in our country, but he was not as good as a girl in her early twenties."
Fu Huaiyong looked at him coldly, and Uncle Li quickly smiled and said, "How about I go and tell the young master to let Xiao Wen come over to take a look at you?"
Uncle Li has taken care of the old man for decades and knows his character very well.
The old man still said hypocritically that he didn't need it.
Uncle Li still went up and told Fu Nanli to bring the person over.
Of course Fu Nanli would bring Wen Qiao over. The old man made him uncomfortable in many ways. After all, he was his grandfather. His father died early and he didn't have many close relatives. If the old man could be healthier, he wouldn't care so much.
So the next day, Fu Nanli brought Wen Qiao over.
Yes, Qiu Ya is here too.
When she saw Wen Qiao coming, Qiu Ya was sitting upright and making tea.
Didn't she want to learn some other skills? She also wanted to learn massage and acupuncture, but she had already hired the best master, who told her that it would take her ten or eight years to learn it, and she would have to take exams.
The most important thing is that she doesn't have that kind of talent.
She is not Wen Qiao, who switched from studying art to studying traditional Chinese medicine without any effort.
So she could only make tea.
Fu Huaiyong glanced at Wen Qiao and said mercilessly, "Did you really cure Nan Li's grandmother's rheumatism?"
Wen Qiao said frankly: "It's not completely healed yet, but in another half a year, I can reduce the old lady's pain to a minimum."
Qiu Ya: "Can't it be completely cured?"
"cannot."
Qiu Ya smiled with a hint of sarcasm on her face, thinking, I thought you were so capable, but you still can't cure it.
Fu Huaiyong said: "You are a new monk, and you come to treat me. How brave are you..."
Wen Qiao paused holding the needle bag, turned to look at Fu Nanli with a somewhat aggrieved expression.
He whispered, "Brother, that's not what you said when you asked me to come. You said your grandfather has changed his mind about me a lot, why is he still like this now?"
Fu Nanli put his arm around her waist and said softly, "Don't put yourself in a difficult position. Just say whatever you want to say."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't believe in my acupuncture, I'll leave now."
Fu Huaiyong choked and turned blue with anger, "What's your attitude?"
After saying that, he looked at Fu Nanli.
Fu Nanli said nothing, Wen Qiao said calmly: "With this attitude, if you are willing to let me try, don't be sour. I don't take any consultation fee, and I can't get any benefit from you. If I treat you and have to be squeezed by you, I don't have the hobby of being abused."
Fu Huaiyong reached out and pressed his forehead, and Qiu Ya hurriedly asked, "Grandpa Fu, are you okay?"
Then he looked at Wen Qiao: "How can you talk to Grandpa Fu like that? Grandpa Fu also has high blood pressure and cerebral infarction, you pissed her off..."
"I'm just telling the truth."
Qiu Ya looked worried, but she was sneering in her heart, "You idiot, you can't even say a few nice words. Even if you really cure Grandpa Fu's illness, don't expect Grandpa Fu to like you."
Suddenly, her fear of Wen Qiao was reduced a lot.
(End of this chapter)