No one knew whether Qiu Ya was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. She came at nine o'clock and brought a lot of supplements.
Even though the old lady was not in the mood to chat with her, she did not leave and sat there until eleven o'clock.
The old lady who had been talking to her in a cold tone just now suddenly smiled happily. She was puzzled and looked back, and saw Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao.
The old lady waved at Wen Qiao and said eagerly, "Hey, our Qiao Qiao is here."
The contrast in attitudes is stark.
Qiu Ya pinched her fingers, looking like she was wronged but still pretending to be magnanimous.
But no one appreciated her, the old lady didn't even notice her at all.
It is true that the harder you work, the sadder you feel.
Wen Qiao walked over, and the old lady immediately held her hand: "You and Nan Li have been coming here more often recently. Grandma likes this, so you should come here more often, okay? I live here alone, and there is no one to talk to me. I am very bored."
Qiu Ya felt even more embarrassed. Hadn't she been talking to her for the entire morning
It was obvious that he treated her as a transparent person.
Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "It's time for a course of treatment. I will give you acupuncture again today. Go to the room."
The old lady held her hand and said, "Okay, go to the room."
Fu Nanli also followed her to the old lady's bedroom, leaving Qiu Ya alone in the living room.
She felt extremely embarrassed, and even felt that the servants looked at her with mockery, as if she was trying to please the old lady, but the old lady didn't care about her at all.
The Qiu family is a well-known family in Haicheng. Her grandfather is also a scholar and once collaborated with the old lady to publish a book.
Now the old lady is so indifferent to her.
She felt a little uncomfortable.
After all, no one is as good as Wen Qiao at pleasing others and knowing how to prescribe the right medicine.
I used to work on my grandfather’s farm, and now I have learned acupuncture to treat the old lady.
The most important thing is that Wen Qiao likes to pretend that he doesn't fight for anything and doesn't grab anything.
And Fu Nanli really believed her.
In fact, she is the most scheming.
In the bedroom, Wen Qiao was ready, and asked Fu Nanli to step aside. The acupuncture point to be pierced today was on the abdomen. The old lady took her hand and said, "You gave me acupuncture last time, and it really worked. It has been raining these days, and my joints don't hurt as much as before."
Wen Qiao concentrated on inserting the needles into the acupuncture points: "Just one time may not be so effective."
The old lady must have been receiving psychological suggestion, which is why she felt the effect was so fast.
The old lady chuckled: "Silly child, you are so honest. I have praised you, but you still deny it. Just go along with what I say."
Wen Qiao gently stroked the skin and inserted a needle into the Tianshu acupoint.
"Dr. Zhang also gave me acupuncture before. To be honest, he's already over 50 years old, and I really don't think his fingering skills can match yours."
Wen Qiao didn't say anything, her expression was very solemn. At this moment, she didn't want to be distracted.
The old lady's eyes were filled with admiration and love. When the child was giving her acupuncture, he was extremely focused, afraid to be distracted in the slightest.
Finally, all the needles were inserted and sweat broke out on Wen Qiao's forehead again.
The old lady said kindly, "Wipe your sweat."
Wen Qiao wiped it with the back of her hand, and the old lady was amused: "Child, you are not careful at all. Take a clean handkerchief and wipe it."
Wen Qiao smiled a little innocently: "I wiped your handkerchief dirty."
"Grandma doesn't care, just wipe it."
(End of this chapter)