Grandpa Fu is an extremely arrogant person, and he only likes others to follow his will and flatter him.
People like Wen Qiao, even if they have made great contributions, will never win the favor of Grandpa Fu.
Wen Qiao asked again: "So, old man, do you still want me to treat you?"
Uncle Li comforted the old man: "Since she is here, and it really works, you should let her try it."
Fu Huaiyong: "Let that girl apologize to me."
Wen Qiao: "I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"
Fu Huaiyong's headache got worse.
Fu Nanli whispered to Wen Qiao: "Be careful."
Wen Qiao squeezed his hand and said, "Don't worry, I know what I am doing."
Fu Huaiyong is only in his seventies, so naturally he wants to live a good life. After so long, he also knows what kind of temper this damn girl has.
Thinking that this girl was better than him in equestrian competition, he didn't bother with her too much.
The most important thing is that he now has a terrible headache.
In addition, Fu Nanli gave him a way out: "Qiao'er, please go to Grandpa to see him. I think he seems to be in great pain."
He wasn't so reserved anymore.
Wen Qiao said in a deep voice: "Uncle Li, help the old man upstairs."
Qiu Ya was about to follow, but Fu Nanli glanced at her. Qin Bei instantly understood what his young master meant and reached out to stop Qiu Ya: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiu, Miss Wen doesn't want outsiders to be present when she is treating the patient."
Qiu Ya was a little anxious: "I'm worried about Grandpa Fu."
Qin Bei almost laughed. Are you worried? Who are you
"Our young master and Miss Wen are both old man's closest relatives. They are here, so you don't have to worry."
Qiu Ya glanced at Qin Bei. This bodyguard was really good at trying to please Wen Qiao. How could Wen Qiao be considered a close relative
But the tall and strong man stopped her, so she had no chance to follow him.
What upset her the most was that the old man didn't even want her to follow him.
She could only stay on the first floor.
On the second floor, in the old man's room, Wen Qiao skillfully washed and disinfected his hands. He spread out the needle bag, and a long string of silver needles flashed coldly under the light.
Wen Qiao said calmly: "Today we will first use acupuncture to treat high blood pressure, and we will insert the needle into the Baihui acupoint."
Fu Huaiyong even felt a chill on the back of his neck.
Baihui point is on the head.
He was a little worried about being so bold in giving acupuncture for the first time.
Wen Qiao had already done the disinfection work, and looking at the old man's face full of resistance, he said: "If you don't trust me, then we don't need to start."
He is rational and cold-blooded, and really has the demeanor of a famous doctor.
On the contrary, it was her indifferent attitude that made the old man feel a little relieved.
If this girl was too flattering, he wouldn't dare let her do it.
"let's start."
Fu Nanli patted Wen Qiao's shoulder gently: "Don't feel pressured."
Wen Qiao sat on a chair nearby, reached out and pressed the old man's head, pressing a full circle, and then started giving him acupuncture.
This feels a little different from giving acupuncture to No. 3.
This is a real person, and if the injection was given incorrectly and caused any side effects, the old man would definitely nitpick and magnify her mistake.
At this time, she is a doctor, she will temporarily forget all the grudges and entanglements, her only request is to cure the people lying here, or at least to improve their condition.
"Why does it hurt so much?" the old man suddenly spoke.
Wen Qiao said softly, "Don't talk."
Fu Huaiyong: …
He was actually ordered to shut up by a little girl.
Fu Nanli curled the corners of his mouth slightly. The little girl was able to control the old man. This was a good sign.
(End of this chapter)