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Even if Yue Junyao was offered a weekly salary of 40,000 euros, Yang Bo had no pressure at all, he arranged for someone to boil the medicine, and he himself took Dr. Fang's medical book upstairs and read it.

Dr. Fang's medical books have been published in recent years, and many prescriptions have been revised, and some prescriptions have indeed had good effects after revision, but there are also some prescriptions that have weakened the efficacy!

Yang Bo turned it very quickly, drinking tea and reading at the same time, but he was also quite happy.

In the afternoon, the bodyguards and interpreters came back from rest, and the pharmacy seemed to be much more lively.

Director Sharon took the old man to the pharmacy again, this was the time they agreed in the morning, it didn't take long to boil the medicine, and the preparation for massage and acupuncture was not very complicated, but Yang Bo deliberately arranged a little later!

Yang Bo wants to make a name for himself in traditional Chinese medicine here, but there are many things that need to be grasped in the scale, and patients should not feel that it is too easy, which will make patients feel that the money spent is not worth it.

In the face of the high cost of treatment, the old man's face was a little unpleasant, but he still forbears and restrains himself.

Yang Bo didn't care, he arranged for someone to bring up the prepared Chinese medicine, the Chinese medicine had just been heated up, steaming hot, "Feed the old man and drink the medicine, drink it while it's hot, it's too bitter after it's cold!"

Sharon stared at the medicine bowl and glanced at it, pointed behind him, and the middle-aged woman who had been pushing the old man stepped forward and fed it carefully.

The old man is old, and his sense of taste is no longer so sensitive, but after feeding the first bite, he can't help but spit it out.

The middle-aged woman was startled, and hurriedly took the paper and helped wipe it down, while whispering comfort.

Sharon was a little helpless, so he had to ask Yang Bo, "Will the treatment be dangerous?"

"Rest assured, there will be no danger, after all, it is not an operation, and there is no dangerous process!" Yang Bo said.

Director Sharon hesitated a little, but didn't say much, just nodded, his expression a little solemn.

In a moment, the old man drank the Chinese medicine all night, his face was bitter, as if he had drunk poison, because the Chinese medicine was too hot, and the old man was faintly sweating on his forehead.

Yang Bo smiled, didn't care, he took Sharon father and son upstairs, came to the diagnosis room, he pointed to the bed in the diagnosis room, "Carry the old man to the bed, take off his shirt, I will give the old man acupuncture first." ”

Sha Lang was not too surprised when he saw Yang Bo take out a complete set of silver needles, he seemed to have seen this kind of treatment, but when the old man was lying on the bed, he couldn't help but mutter.

Director Sharon hesitated for a moment, but still translated, "My father asked you, why don't you use cupping? Acupuncture is useless, he used acupuncture when he was young, and it didn't have much effect!"

Yang Bo smiled: "Is it useful, it is not said with your mouth, the old man might as well try my craft first!"

Yang Bo's needles were asked by him from Dr. Fang, and the silver needles are very soft, so stainless steel needles are generally used now, but for Yang Bo, this is not a problem.

Twisting the silver needle in his hand, Yang Bo pierced the old man's back one by one.

The old man didn't feel anything at first, which made him a little disapproving, feeling that his son was fooled, but as Yang Bo pierced the silver needles one by one, and operated through twisting, lifting and inserting, etc., the old man's eyes suddenly widened.

Half an hour passed, and Yang Bofang took all the silver needles back, his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he had used great strength.

After receiving the silver needle, Yang Bo turned to look at Director Sharon and said, "It's good to come over again tomorrow!"

Director Sharon looked at his father, who was still lying on the bed, and had some doubts about the effect of acupuncture, but he still nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll bring him over on time tomorrow!"

Yang Bo nodded and didn't say much, as if he was extremely tired.

Yue Junyao stood aside, and couldn't help but pout, others couldn't see it, could she still not see it? Yang Bo didn't spend much effort at all, he only used a small amount of spiritual power to apply the needle just now, how could he be tired like this?

Even in Yue Junyao's opinion, the use of acupuncture is completely superfluous, even if Yang Bo stretches out his palm and directly injects spiritual power, the effect will be better than this!

Director Sharon stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help his father up, but he didn't expect the old man to open his eyes and wave his hand.

Director Sharon was a little stunned, not knowing what was wrong with the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man propped his hands on the bed, and sat up without support, and even, the old man put his legs on the edge of the bed and stretched out his feet to get out of bed!

Sha Lang was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to support the old man.

The old man waved his hand again and refused, and he tentatively stepped on the ground with both feet, and stood tremblingly on the edge of the bed.

Director Sha Ron's eyes widened, he stared at his father, full of surprise, you know, since his father had a stroke, he has never stood up again, but he didn't expect to stand up alone now, is acupuncture really such an effect?

Next, Sharin was surprised to see that the old man put on his shoes and walked slowly forward with a cane!

I was able to walk!

Sharloin followed closely by his father's side, fearing that he would fall to the ground.

After a few laps around the room, the old man sat down slowly, tired and a little out of breath.

Sha Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Yang Bo, full of gratitude, "Thank you so much Mr. Yang, thank you so much, you saved my father, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to walk again!"

Yang Bo waved his hand, "Don't worry too much, the old man is too weak now, don't let him walk too much, when my treatment is over, you often accompany the old man to walk more, and his body can slowly recover." ”

Sha Lang hurriedly said: "The main thing is that Mr. Yang has excellent medical skills, I didn't expect you to be able to treat even a stroke!"

Yang Bo smiled, "There is no disease that I can't treat, the difference is just the price paid." ”

Sharon nodded thoughtfully, but didn't say much.

The old man turned his head to look at Yang Bo, his attitude was much kinder, and he muttered a few words in his mouth, which Yang Bo couldn't understand, but Sharon took the initiative to act as a translator.

"My father would like to thank you for curing him, when he came over, he thought you might be a liar, but I really didn't expect you to be so good at medicine!"

Yang Bo laughed, "It's just a trivial matter, don't be too polite." ”

Sha Lang stared at Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, you have the ability, but after all, there are many people in the Gangero family, and you still have to pay attention to safety sometimes!" Yang Bo looked at the other party, and asked with some surprise, "Did you receive any news?"