"She's your sister, no wonder I say you're so similar." Wang Zhe is a little strange, Yu Xin lives in a mansion, why does his sister work as a nurse? What a rich man does, a thing that ordinary people do, I have never heard of a wealthy daughter who works as a nurse.

"Do you really know your sister?" Yu Zhi is the kind of well-behaved girl, well-behaved girls are usually filial, and my sister's friends naturally regard them as their friends, although it is only the first time they meet, but this boy gives himself the impression that he is not like those gentlemen who come here to see their families, although they are a little uninhibited, but this is true.

"Of course I know, I'll see your sister in the evening, by the way, your sister drank too much yesterday, and she was almost hit by a car at night, and now she is recuperating at home."

"......" Yu Zhi looked incredulous, she knew her sister's character, she was so strong, she never drank too much, drinking would make people unconscious, this was taught by her sister, how could something happen?

Could it be......

"I'll call my sister." After Yu Zhi finished speaking, he turned around and ran, and ran out of the room in the blink of an eye.

"Ah......h

Jump, poof.

The sound of the glass falling to the ground rang out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Yu Zhi's apologetic voice sounded, and he was still a little crying.

"How do you walk?" Mo Yan shouted angrily, there was no place to vent his anger, so he finally made a glass of cold boiled water, but he was knocked over before he entered the door.

"Yanyan, people don't mean it, forget it." Mo Yunde comforted on the side, knowing that his daughter had no place to make a fire, but seeing the little nurse crying, he couldn't bear it.

"Be careful when you walk." Mo Yan glanced at the nurse: "Go clean up." ”

"What are you cleaning?" Wang Zhe smiled strangely: "People are my assistants, they spilled my water, I didn't speak, why are you angry?" Yu Zhi, come in, start work, call again later, she's fine. ”

Only Yu Zhi knew who Wang Zhe was talking about, and secretly glanced at Mo Yan who was breathing fire in his eyes, and turned back to the room with his head down.

When the door closed, Mo Yan clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth clenched.

Mo Yunde sighed: "Yanyan, accompany me downstairs." ”

"I won't get down." Mo could hear that the volcano had reached his throat.

"Why do you want to take your own sin?" Mo Yunde couldn't stand it anymore, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the stairs with his feet up.

"Wang Zhe, you wait." Mo Yan said in a dark voice, the tone was cold, unique, and the little nurse next to her heard her voice, and her body trembled unconsciously.

In the room, Wang Zhe locked the door, looked at Yu Zhi, whose eyes were a little red, and secretly said that this girl is too delicate, she can cry if she says a few words, and she is not at all different from her sister.

"My name is Wang Zhe, your sister's friend." Wang Zhe stretched out his hand.

Yu Zhi smiled reluctantly, and also stretched out his hand and held it in Wang Zhe's big hand: "Thank you just now." ”

Yu Zhi's hands are very slippery, her personality is not like her sister, her skin is very similar, they are all so soft, maybe women are like this, anyway, the women she met are like this.

Letting go of his hand, Wang Zhe looked at the old man on the bed: "Let's start work, I'll drive you to see your sister in a while." ”

"Thank you."

"Don't be polite to me, come, the only thing you have to do is to lift the old man's body up, take off his clothes, and then sit behind him, don't let his body fall down, or deviate, understand?"

"Yes."

Wang Zhe walked to the bedside table, dipped a little alcohol in the alcohol cotton, and put it aside for later use.

I opened the needle box again, which was densely packed with gold and silver needles, and took out two of the shortest and thinnest milli needles with both hands, and wiped them against the alcohol cotton, which was considered disinfection.

Yu Zhi helped the old man up, took off his coat and vest, and was about to lift his feet to go to bed, when Wang Zhe said, "Don't worry, just hold on like this." ”

After speaking, he sat on the edge of the bed, and the two silver needles in his hands were quickly inserted into the old man's shrine and Shinto acupoint, and were inserted straight into the position pointed by the withered flower.

The speed of the shot was extremely fast, and after inserting the needle, Wang Zhe turned around and picked up a cupping bucket, picked up the clip with his right hand, and put the wet alcohol cotton on the fire, and the alcohol cotton burned.

Throw the lit alcohol swab into the cupping bucket.

Jump!

Then put the cupping bucket on the temple hole, and the silver needle is also in the jar.

Continued to burn another alcohol swab, and in the same motion, put the cupping bucket on the Shinto hole.

Several movements were extremely smooth, Yu Zhi was a little dazed, is this Chinese medicine? The movements are much better and more artistic than the surgeries of Western medicine.

"Yu Zhi, go to bed, behind the old man, hold his shoulders, keep his body balanced, a little tired, tell me when you're tired, don't hold on."

"Hmm." Yu Zhi took off his shoes and went to bed.

Wang Zhe also sat on the bed, sat in front of the old man, and sat cross-legged.

After Yu Zhi stabilized the old man's body.

Wang Zhe lightly hit the old man's nipple with both hands, frowned, and the two internal forces of both hands hit the old man's body, and the palm of his hand weighed like a thousand catties, and slowly slid towards the red palm print in his heart.

The centrifugal port of the milk root is very close, but Wang Zhe slides very slowly, as if it takes 10 minutes to slide one millimeter.

The palms slowly approached the anthurium print on the heart.

One minute...... A drop of sweat.

Two minutes...... Two drops of sweat.

Ten minutes...... Sweaty face.

Wang Zhe's beads of sweat slipped like beans, and his eyes narrowed, preventing the beads of sweat on his forehead from entering his eyes.

The true qi in the body is like a wild horse that has escaped, and after Wang Zhe's body rotates for a week, it is continuously input into the old man's body.

This kind of consumption is undoubtedly terrifying for Wang Zhe, who has deep internal strength, just like resources, constantly depleted, constantly exhausted, and the recovery of resources is relatively slow, and the body is being hollowed out step by step.

The red palm print is like being engraved on the chest, a raised piece, and now it is squeezed by Wang Zhe, and the swelling is a little scary at this time, it feels like a red palm print-type blister, and there is a black and red liquid flowing in it.

After a long time, Wang Zhe gritted his teeth and was in the position where Wang Zhe was sitting.

A drop of sweat!

Two drops of sweat!

A large ...... of water

It was already wet, and Wang Zhe's body seemed to have just gotten up from the water, wet.

Although it didn't take much time, Wang Zhe's internal force was too expensive, and if his grandfather was by his side to help him input his internal force, this matter would be much simpler.

Yu Zhi, who was sitting behind the old man, also looked at Wang Zhe, looking at the deep frowning brows, the serious appearance, and the soaked clothes, all said that serious men are the most handsome, and at this time, Wang Zhe's appearance has been deeply rooted in this girl's brain and heart.

Could this be the legendary internal strength?

If Wang Zhe still had some white smoke on his head at this time, Yu Zhi would definitely believe that Wang Zhe was the internal strength of TV.

I don't know that after a few minutes, Yu Zhi's hands were a little numb, and when he couldn't hold on, Wang Zhe let out a low roar, withdrew his palms, and then slapped the old man's chest again.

Burst!

There were also a few beads of sweat on the old man's face, and a pool of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Wang Zhe was not slow to hide, lowered his head and slid off the hospital bed, flashed to the bedside table, took out three gold needles from the box, and clamped the four fingers of his right hand, * on the red blister palm print.

Then pick up two cupping buckets with your right hand, light two alcohol swabs with your left hand, throw them into the cupping buckets, and cover them around the blister palm prints.

Continue to pick up the cupping bucket, continue to light the alcohol cotton, back and forth pull up eight buckets, all around the palm print, isolated the anthurium print in the middle.

Wang Zhe licked his throat, gritted his teeth, picked up the last wooden bucket on the bedside table, and threw two lit alcohol swabs into it.

All of a sudden, he was stamped with the three golden needles.

Call!

The last cupping bucket went down, and the old man exhaled a breath of muddy air in his mouth, and his body softened.

The old man is relaxed, and Wang Zhe still has something to do.

He took the barrel of the crickets, opened the lid, took out a ball of meat the size of a thumb from it, stepped forward and broke open the old man's mouth, threw the ball into it, and closed his mouth again.

That's it.

Sitting on the bed that was already half wet, a line of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help it, this time not only hurt the roots, but even took out his most precious meat Ganoderma lucidum, fortunately, there was more than one of his treasures.

"Yu Zhi, are you tired?" Wang Zhe reached out and wiped the blood from his mouth.

"You, are you alright?" It's no wonder that Yu Zhi is not tired, he held his hands for a long time, and the old man's body is now soft again, and he needs a lot of strength to support it.

"It's okay, I spit out all the tomatoes I ate just now." Wang Zhe smiled slightly, sat on the bed, and held the old man's shoulder: "You let go of your hand and move for a while." ”

"Hmm." Yu Zhi is not hypocritical, it is better to change back and forth in this way, and when he withdrew his hand, his arms were slightly numb and soft.

After sitting on both legs for a long time, it is also a little stiff.

Stretching out his legs, because he was sitting, and facing Wang Zhe, although there was an old man in the middle, but the old man was not fat, when Yu Zhi moved his legs, Wang Zhe could clearly see that the stockings in the white coat were beautiful, and they went straight to the end of the thighs.

A piece of red bud lace in the group is dazzling.

After a few glances, Yu Zhi lowered his head and beat his legs, but he didn't find that his spring was leaking, and now his legs were stiff, and he couldn't care about it so much, and relaxation was the most important.

Just when Yu Zhi didn't catch Wang Zhe and peeked, Wang Zhe spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and he couldn't hold back when he was fascinated by it.

"Are you alright?" Yu Zhi put down the bed with her legs, moved to Wang Zhe's side with some difficulty, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I thought of a lot of very red and beautiful things just now, and I vomited some tomatoes at once, but this sheet is wasted, and there is a lot of blood."

"You're fine, you can change the sheets if they're dirty."

"Yu Zhi." Wang Zhe helped the old man and looked at the beauties beside him: "Your sister is so rich, why did you come over to be a nurse?" ”

Yu Zhi moved his arm and shook his head: "I'm not here to make money, it's just that I like the profession of an angel in white." ”

"Is there really an angel in white in this society?" Wang Zhe smiled strangely.

"Why not?" Yu Zhi was puzzled.

"Hehe, I'm just asking, your dream is beautiful." Wang Zhe smiled, for this girl, Wang Zhe didn't want to say some vices in society, do angels in white really have them? Everyone knows it.

Just chatted like this, for about 20 minutes, Wang Zhe asked Yu Zhi to stand on the side and hold the old man.

Then standing next to the old man, the sound of bouncing came out, and cupping began.

After the nine fire cups on his chest were finished, his heart was swollen and he couldn't look at it, and there were three golden needles stuck in it.

Pulled out the two fire cups behind him.

When the needle was taken, the palm print of the old man's heart bulged, as if he had found a breakthrough. Three blood splatters spurted straight out.

Spray directly onto the white wall opposite and see the momentum.

Behind the back, too, with the old man as the center, there are black and red blood stains on the front and back walls.

After the blood was sprayed, Wang Zhe wiped the wound with a towel, and put the old man down flat.

"Yu Zhi, ask someone to change the old man's bed in a while, it shouldn't be a big problem, I'll wait for you outside, license plate, Jing A86686." Take you to see your sister. ”

"Okay, I'll clean up, and then I'll go ask for leave." Yu Zhi said happily, watching the old man's bruised face recover, he was overflowing with joy, but he didn't expect this boy to use the legendary Chinese medicine to cure the patient who was not cured by the experts.

Going down the first floor, Wang Zhe's feet were a little drifting, but he still endured it, the old man taught that in front of others, even if you are going to die, you must stand, and you can't lose your momentum, otherwise, your enemy will definitely seize the opportunity and take your life.

"Dude." Mo Yunde's eyes were sharp, and he rushed forward, and asked worriedly and expectantly, "How is the old father?" ”