After fifty-four stitches in a row, Meng Yi asked Jia'er again how she felt. (800)

Jia'er said that her back was getting hotter and hotter, and there seemed to be a fire burning near her spine.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Meng Yi asked.

"It's fine." In fact, she felt that it was quite uncomfortable, but at this time she was in a good mood, so she could endure it and persevere.

When Meng Yi heard her say this, she continued to take the needle, and when it came to sixty-four stitches, Jia'er couldn't hold back anymore, and screamed in pain, her mouth kept muttering, and her brows were wrinkled together.

Meng Yi hurriedly stopped and asked, "This kind of Cheng dù, can you hold on for ten minutes?" ”

Jia'er listened to his words, gritted her teeth and nodded, and let out a soft "um".

As far as Meng Yi knows, if he is not mistaken, nothing should happen. As for the uncomfortable feeling, it is normal, generally speaking, the number of injections should be about the same as the number of injections that the patient bears, then it is appropriate.

Therefore, Meng Yi would ask her how she felt every few stitches.

Sixty-four stitches were all pierced into Jia'er's back, and she looked like a hedgehog, with silver needles dangling lightly. On her skin, layers of sweat oozed from it.

Ten minutes, she persevered.

Meng Yi also saw her reluctance, and immediately pulled out the needle for her, and when the needle was removed, in addition to a layer of sweat, a layer of pale yellow body fluids was discharged from her back.

Meng Yi didn't know what it was, so she just wiped her clean with a towel and then asked her to put on her clothes.

After Jia'er put on her clothes, the two sat on each side of the bed. At this time, Jia'er also remembered her mother, and asked Meng Yi if she had seen it, and Meng Yi told her that her mother was waiting downstairs - 00-00 -

"Huh? So you've seen my mom? Jia'er was surprised.

"Of course, otherwise I'll take you directly to the hotel, and you won't be chased and scolded by her?" Meng Yi shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly.

"Hee-hee......" Jia'er covered her mouth and smiled, "My mother is not so fierce, my mother is very gentle and a good woman." ”

Meng Yi did not deny this, and immediately nodded.

"How long have we been up?"

"It's been more than forty minutes."

"That'...... Let's go down first, I'm afraid my mother will be worried. Jia'er said.

"It's not in a hurry, you just got a needle, you can't move, so as not to bleed from the needle, you rest for twenty minutes first, it's best to keep lying on your stomach and don't move."

"Oh." Jia'er is very well-behaved, whatever Meng Yi says, she will do.

After a twenty-minute rest, the two of them went out of the room together and went downstairs.

After the needle, Jia'er's complexion looked much better than before the needle, perhaps because Meng Yi accepted her, she was in a better mood, and her eyes were more shiny, glowing with aura.

When she went to the lobby on the first floor, Jia'er really saw her mother chatting with an old man, talking and laughing.

She walked over at once.

As soon as her mother saw her, she looked up and down, and she also saw the difference between her. Once the complexion changes, it is easy to see.

Her mother didn't speak, but hurried up to her, hugged her tightly with one arm, and a few tears fell faintly from the corners of her eyes.

Jia'er felt quite strange, she didn't know about her condition, so she didn't know her mother's mood at the moment.

Everyone else present understands the inside story, so they can all understand it.

Her mother thought that her daughter only had a few months to live, and in normal times, although she did not show the sadness on her face, it was even more uncomfortable in her heart.

Now, I can see that my daughter's complexion has immediately improved several times after the acupuncture treatment of this old Chinese medicine doctor. I recalled what the old Chinese medicine doctor said before, "Acute leukemia is nothing", and I was happy for a while.

But at this time, it is silent, and it is better than sound. A hug is worth a thousand words.

Jia'er didn't understand anything, she was kept in the dark alone, and when she felt her mother's affection, she also responded by hugging her mother tightly.

In the lobby, their mother and daughter hugged each other for about ten minutes. Immediately, her mother walked up to Xu Sheng, knelt down with a plop, and choked up: "Thank you, doctor, thank you!" Thank you ......."

"Eh, don't ...... like this" Xu Sheng was stunned, and quickly helped her mother up, and said: "It is the duty of a doctor to save the dead and help the wounded, besides, your daughter and I are good friends, so you don't have to see each other so much, if you really want to thank me, just invite us to dinner." ”

"Well, it must be ......" Her mother was very happy, but at this moment, she still wanted to confirm it, and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, can my daughter's disease really be completely cured by the methods of Chinese medicine?" ”

"Uh......" Xu Sheng didn't understand, this disease was not cured by him, and his eyes were aimed at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was on his side, and as soon as he noticed the master's gaze, he immediately nodded with a look of affirmation.

"Haha......" Xu Sheng saw his expression, immediately stroked his beard, and said: "I have already said this, it is trivial, it is not a problem at all, it is just treated in my way, it will take several courses to recover, about seven times at most, Jia'er only needs to come back about seven times, and she will be able to fully recover." ”

When her mother heard this, the stone that had been hanging in her heart for a long time finally fell to the ground.

………………

But while Jia'er was curing her illness, in Qian's Villa, a father and son were furious.

I saw that in a delicate pavilion, a stone platform was already missing half a corner.

It was smashed by Qian Jingxuan, who was wearing a black robe, with a palm.

In the center of the stone platform, a letter lies quietly. It was the letter of persuasion written by Xu Sheng, persuading their father and son to surrender, admit their mistakes, and destroy something related to biochemistry. The envelope even read, "Those who know the times are handsome, and one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!" ”

Such a thing is clearly deliberately intended to irritate people!

After Qian Jingxuan read this letter, he was furious, slapped the gravel platform with one palm, and scolded: "Xu Sheng, an old horseman, has been hiding for several months, and he suddenly gave me such a letter, hum, persuade me to surrender?" What qualifications does he have? What kind of thing is he? ”

"Father, why don't I kill him to save my eyes. Anyway, Lengjiang City will be unified by us sooner or later, and as long as the old immortal does not die, it will always be a disaster. If it is time to get rid of him, you will get rid of him. Qian Jingxuan's side, Qian Hao, who was also dressed in a black robe, said sadly, his hands were dark, but he didn't know why.

It's just a pot of flowers by the side of this pavilion, and he just touched a leaf, and then the whole pot of flowers withered. Obviously, his hands are highly poisonous, and the grass and trees are instantly dead.

Qian Jingxuan pondered for a moment, stared at Qian Hao, and said: "It's okay, that old immortal really deserves to die, but it's difficult to find him now, Lengjiang City said that it's not big, it's not small, it's really not easy to find a Xu Shenglai from it." ”

"It's not a problem." Qian Hao smiled gloomily, suddenly whistled, and then a bald sea eagle spread its wings from the top of the pavilion and flew out of Qian's Villa.

"Wouldn't it be possible to catch a big fish by letting the messenger let the bald eagle follow him?"

My perfect goddess