Song Bei's treatment had an immediate effect.

At this time, Zhao Bo was just lying there retching for a while, and his abdominal pain and diarrhea had been cured.

However, Song Bei didn't spare him so easily, and when treating him, he gave him acupuncture and moxibustion on a few acupuncture points, which are antiemetic, that is, what he was poured into, he couldn't vomit out if he wanted to.

Zhao Bo's parents and aunt saw this result and were a little more in awe of Song Bei.

A home remedy and a few silver needles can cure the disease that cannot be cured by the big hospitals in the capital, and besides, this person is still so young, it can be said that he has a bright future.

Thinking of these, how could they still remember the conflict between Zhao Bo and Song Bei, it was all a child's conflict, and there was no need to hold grudges.

"Mr. Song, thank you." Father Zhao spoke first, "It's dinner time now, and Mr. Song has been busy for another day, so why don't we go out and find a place to eat casually." ”

"Yes, I should thank Mr. Song well." Zhao Bo's aunt also spoke, "We still have some relationship in the capital, if Mr. Song has a need, as long as our Zhao family can do it, we will do our best to help." ”

For the words of the two, Song Bei just smiled. Zhao's father wanted to invite him to dinner, but he was not interested, he was not familiar with him, and he had conflicts with Zhao Bo before, and it was awkward to sit together.

rejected Zhao's father's invitation, and then asked them to take good care of Zhao Bo, and Song Bei proposed to leave.

As for the treatment fee, Song Bei didn't speak, believing that they were sensible people.

If they are sensible and take the initiative to give it, then another qi needle in Zhao Bo's body will also solve it for him. If they don't give it, then Zhao Bo will have a nightmare for a month in a row.

Sure enough, Father Zhao is still a thoughtful person. When he was at the police station, he mentioned the treatment fee, but now Song Bei doesn't mention it, although he has cured Zhao Bo and seen his skills, Zhao's father is not willing to offend him. Who knows if he will ask Song Bei for help in the future.

"Mr. Song, wait a minute."

Zhao's father called out to Song Bei, walked up to him, and asked him for a bank account number.

Of course, Song Bei would not refuse the money he earned by his ability, and after reporting the number, after only a while, he received a text message, prompting him to receive a transfer of 100,000 yuan on his account.

When he was at the police station, Zhao's father boasted about Haikou, but now Song Bei didn't say it, of course he had to give it according to the highest price offered.

"Okay, I got it." When Song Bei loaded his mobile phone, his hand swept in front of him, and his index finger clicked at Zhao Bo in the air.

No one would notice his movements. Another qi needle pierced into Zhao Bo's body, and it was the same as the original one. The two gas needles fused into a ball of gas, and as they breathed, they overflowed into Zhao Bo's body.

After leaving the hospital, Song Bei called Zhang Xiaochun first and told her that he was fine, and of course he also said that he was treating Zhao Bo in the hospital. I believe that if Zhao Boruo knew that his ugly appearance in the hospital was known by Zhang Xiaochun and Lu Lin, he would have a handle in hand, and he would definitely be ashamed to appear in front of them again.

Back at the hotel, it was already dark, and Fu Hao hadn't come back yet.

After Song Bei had dinner, he was bored and went to the fairy world mall.

He doesn't have many immortal coins in his pocket now, and there are not many Yan Beans in the store, so he can only do shopping, since there is no business to buy and sell, and he has no money to buy items. Of course, this dry shopping is not without gains, so that he can know more about the items in the mall,

was strolling around, and when he heard the sound of the door opening outside, Song Bei withdrew his divine sense, put away the fairy world trader, and walked out of his room. Sure enough, Fu Hao came back.

"Brother Fu, how's the situation?"

"I'll say later, I'm tired to death!" Fu Hao shouted, first ran to the water dispenser and poured a large glass of water, and then fell on the sofa and stood up for a while, then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I have a harvest today!" ”

"Let's talk about it." Song Bei smiled and sat down opposite Fu Hao, looking at him and waiting for him to tell.

One day today, Fu Hao went to visit several fathers' old relationships, and finally found Huang Zixin, the leader of Director Gao's treatment team.

For the sake of face, Huang Zixin agreed to see Fu Hao and listen to his opinion.

"You're saying that tomorrow we can go to Director Gao for a diagnosis?" After listening to Fu Hao's speech, Song Bei asked in conclusion.

"That's right." Fu Hao is in a good mood now.

"The prescription you prescribed to Director Gao at that time, although he didn't use it, he also kept it. This time, the medicine was easily discovered by the treatment team. After their careful research, they found that if they had used that prescription earlier, they could have controlled Director Gao's condition. So after they know that you are not very old, they are still willing to let us try. ”

After chatting for a while, because they thought that they would have to go to Director Gao for treatment tomorrow, the two of them went back to their rooms to recuperate.

In fact, Song Bei already knew how to treat Director Gao.

He also had two Rejuvenation Pills, and he only needed to give Director Gao one to regain his consciousness.

But the power of a pill is limited after all, it can only make Director Gao sober, and if you want to completely cure the disease, you need to take another pill. Song Bei didn't want to use it more, so he thought of using acupuncture for follow-up treatment.

During this period of time, when Song Bei had a time, he would communicate with Bian Que through the fairy trader, and he had a basic grasp of the content of Bian Que's medical scriptures. This knowledge is sufficient for the treatment of Gao Gui's disease.

But Director Gao's condition is very serious, and Song Bei is still a little apprehensive when he wants to treat such a serious illness for the first time.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't calm down for a long time, and finally simply stopped sleeping and continued to go to the fairy mall.

Jiuyang Ancient Acupuncture: Acupuncture utensils, made of nine obsidian stone mixed with Xuanjin, used in acupuncture, can expand twice the spiritual power, and significantly improve the treatment effect. 50 sen per set.

Suddenly seeing this product, Song Bei suddenly came to his senses. Originally, he still wanted to find a set of acupuncture needles for tomorrow's treatment, but now that he has found Jiuyang ancient needles, how can he think about anything else.

From the price of Jiuyang Ancient Needle, he can also know that in the Immortal Mall, this is not a good needle, and it is estimated that it can only be applied to low-level human immortals. But don't forget, Song Bei is on Earth, and he is facing ordinary people. In the eyes of immortals, the low-level Jiuyang Ancient Needle is the top medical equipment on the earth.

Fortunately, he still had 251 immortal coins on hand, which was enough to buy the Jiuyang Ancient Needle. Without hesitation, Song Bei contacted the shopkeeper, paid for the transaction, and bought the Jiuyang Ancient Needle.

With the right needles, Song Bei felt a lot more relieved, plus he was also tired from shopping, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep after only a while.

On the second day, Fu Hao called Song Bei early, and after the two had breakfast, they waited in the hotel lobby, and someone would come to pick them up and take them to Director Gao's ward.

Song Bei didn't know that after Director Gao's illness this time, he was sent to Yuquan Mountain for treatment.

Fortunately, he went to the Summer Palace with Zhang Xiaochun and Lu Lin yesterday, and he was still a little familiar with the route, sitting in the car, looking at the scenery outside, Song Bei couldn't help but whisper to Fu Hao: "Is this going to Yuquan Mountain?" ”

"Probably." Fu Hao nodded and agreed vaguely. Director Gao didn't know where he was, and like Song Bei, he looked at the scenery outside and guessed in his heart.

"If it's going to Yuquan Mountain, it's an opportunity."

Song Bei remembered the fluctuation he felt from the Yuquan Mountain in the west at the top of the Summer Palace yesterday, and his heart couldn't help but become hot.

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