Entering this small building, you can see a furnishing everywhere, all of which are genuine antiques.

And the Persian carpet of tens of thousands of dollars per square meter that I saw before fills all the space here as if it doesn't cost money.

Lu Fan can still remain calm, but Tang Yuxi is a little like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, she only feels that her eyes are not enough, and she doesn't know what to see.

"What do you think of me here?" Song Lao's tone was slightly sneering.

"Flashy, meaningless. Lu Fan gave his eight-word evaluation.

Song Lao's face immediately darkened again.

This stinky boy simply doesn't know how to lift.

In his small building, hundreds of millions of dollars were spent on these decorations alone, and it can be said that all of them were piled up with money, such an evaluation was obviously not what he wanted.

It's all jealousy!

Song Lao came to such a conclusion in his heart.

But he didn't bother to care, and just sat down on his luxurious and wide sofa.

"Can you start?" Lu Fan asked.

"Hmm. Song Lao nodded.

"Yes, I seem to smell breakfast. A smile appeared on Lu Fan's face, "After my acupuncture is over in a while, you can enjoy the long-lost gruel dim sum." ”

"Really?" Song Lao's face suddenly turned sideways, and he asked with some excitement.

Tang Yuxi was a little strange, you must know that this old man has been pampered since yesterday, no matter what happened, he was not shocked, and rarely had any big shock.

But now, his voice trembled a little.

Did he hear something terrible?

Tang Yuxi carefully recalled what Lu Fan had just said, and did not find anything extraordinary.

How did she understand that because of the troubled by the disease, Song Lao had not eaten a meal properly for three months.

People who can only eat liquid food have an unimaginable thirst for normal food.

Even if it was just the most ordinary porridge dim sum, it could make Song Lao feel excited.

"Of course it's true. Lu Fan smiled and said, "But I can tell you in advance, you don't have to be happy too early, after my acupuncture, your esophagus and cardia pain will be temporarily relieved, and you can let food through, but your stomach still can't hold food......"

"Let's try it first. Song Lao interrupted him unhappily.

It is unreasonable to disturb his nature with something that is not there.

Lu Fan didn't say anything more, took out a pack of silver needles from his body, and then stepped forward to untie Song Lao's clothes and let Song Lao lie flat on the sofa.

Acupuncture couldn't be simpler for him.

His hands flew up and down, but in just a few seconds, more than a dozen silver needles had been inserted into Song Lao's body.

Song Lao was silent on the surface, but he was already very surprised in his heart.

Hua Daoan's acupuncture technique is not the first in China, but it should at least be among the top five.

But compared to the young man in front of him, it is simply not worth mentioning.

The same acupuncture to relieve his pain, Hua Daoan had to toss for about ten minutes just to prick the needle every time, at least in terms of time, he had already been defeated.

Of course, Song Lao also understands that acupuncture is not entirely about who moves fast, the key is to see the effect.

However, as soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a warm current appear in his body, and the warm current flowed slowly in his body, no matter where it flowed, it made him feel very comfortable.

This feeling of comfort has not been felt since he got sick.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, he might even moan in front of several people.

If that's the case, it's a big shame.

Lu Fan looked at his dozen silver needles seriously, twisting one or two of them from time to time, and occasionally pulling out one to reinsert it in a different position.

After ten minutes or so, he finally showed a satisfied look on his face and pulled out all the silver needles.

"Old Song, do you feel much better now?"

Lu Fan didn't ask how he felt after Hua Dao'an's acupuncture at all, he didn't bother to compare with Hua Dao'an.

For him, relieving the patient's pain is the most important thing, if he can't completely relieve the patient's pain, even if he does better than Hua Daoan, what's the point?

Song Lao slowly sat up and got dressed.

During this process, he kept his eyes closed all the time and carefully tasted it.

It's not that he doesn't want to open his eyes, it's that he's a little afraid to open them.

He was afraid that it was just a dream, and when he opened his eyes, he woke up from the dream.

Ever since he had this disease, he had always felt that something was blocking his chest, and it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even swallow his saliva properly.

But now, the feeling of chest blockage is completely gone, and he even feels that he has recovered his health.

I really can't imagine that you will have such a day, and you will think that you are dreaming and dare not open your eyes, you are so old that you really live to a dog!

Song Lao mocked himself fiercely in his heart, then opened his eyes and looked at Lu Fan.

"I feel good now, like I don't have a disease!"

Now, he believes in Lu Fan's medical skills a little more.

Lu Fan smiled with relief, it seems that his acupuncture is still effective, although it can't cure Song Lao's illness, but at least it can temporarily relieve the pain and allow the patient to rest for a while.

If it is an ordinary esophageal cancer patient, it is no problem to eat and drink water or anything at this time, but the patient in front of him is still not good, because the root of his disease is still in the stomach.

This is also the experiment they are going to conduct.

"Very well, your esophagus and cardia are now allowed to pass through the food, let's see if your stomach can hold the food. Lu Fan stood up and instructed the servants on the side to deliver breakfast.

Breakfast has already been prepared, but it will not be sent to Song Lao before.

After all, it is still a cruel thing to let an old man who can't eat see the meal.

Now that Song Lao has asked for it, he will naturally be able to get it soon.

The breakfast that Lu Fan ordered was also very simple, with only three kinds of food: gruel, cloud paste and green vegetables.

Song Lao hadn't eaten for a long time, even if his stomach was good, this time he could only focus on light.

Looking at the food in front of him, Song Lao suddenly had an appetite that he hadn't had for a long time, he picked up the porridge bowl, took a sip gently, and swallowed it slowly, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

However, as soon as he took a few bites, his expression changed drastically. "Bring a basin here!"