At this time, Zeng Lao was really unhappy in his heart, and he wanted to rush back to L City directly for this Hu Mingyuan.

It's been almost a year since I was treated, and I didn't get better at all, and now I'm still running here to block the three blocks and not let others heal.

What kind of heart is it that is safe?

Glancing at Hu Mingyuan dissatisfied, he turned his head to look at Su Dongli and continued; "Xiao Su, you go on, don't worry about him."

At the same time as his voice fell, He Lao also reached out and patted Chu Chaoyang's shoulder lightly to comfort him and sit down again.

"As I said just now, Elder Zeng, this is not a serious disease, but the root of the disease is deep, and it takes a process to remove the root of the disease little by little."

"I did the math, and I estimated it would be about six or seven months."

"Of course, this is just my estimate, and it depends on the actual recovery."

Zeng Lao's situation is indeed a bit tricky, if he really wants to talk about it, if he accepts his disease from the beginning, it will only take two or three months to get it.

But he doesn't know how many doctors have been treated, although these people are treated according to the correct method, but the severity of the disease is different, and the treatment method will change accordingly.

Judging from Zeng Lao's current situation, needless to say, it must be that the treatment method is improper and fails to inhibit the effect, which will lead to the deepening of the situation.

This is also the reason why Zeng Lao said that tossing comes, tosses goes, and it does not get better, but worsens.

"Six or seven months!"

Zeng Lao's eyes widened.

This is an old problem, but he has been tossed for more than ten years, although it was not very serious in the past few years, but it is not serious, it will still hurt in autumn and winter, who would like this feeling in normal people?

In recent years, it has been so serious that he often can't sleep all night long, and he can only rely on painkillers or something to suppress it, which is called a miserable one.

This time, he came from L City to seek medical treatment, mainly because he believed in He Lao, hoping to get some relief and make him less uncomfortable, and he didn't think that he could be cured or anything.

It is said that a long illness becomes a good doctor, and he knows very well how difficult his old problem is.

Now Su Dongli actually said that it can be cured in six or seven months? This surprised him at the same time, but also a little disbelief.

Looking at Hu Mingyuan on the side, he was disdainful in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to shake his head again and again on the side.

"It's a little longer, but you have to look at your own situation, if the effect is good, it should be shortened to three or four months."

She continued.

"Three or four months!"

"It's... This..."

Zeng Lao was a little messy, if he only had three points just now and didn't believe it, then now he has seven points of disbelief.

When He Lao on the side saw his expression, he immediately understood his thoughts.

Although he also felt a little unbelievable about the conclusion given by Su Donglian, he knew that Su Dongxuan was a high-ranking disciple of the powerful Xuanyi and had a lot of mysterious methods.

Ordinary and ordinary healing methods cannot be compared with it at all.

"Xiao Su, do you want to show your hand first, so that Lao Zeng's legs can be loosened and relaxed?"

She also noticed the look of disbelief in Zeng Lao's eyes just now, and when she heard He Lao's words, she understood what he meant in seconds.

This is a way for her to shine brightly, so as to dispel the other party's disbelief.

"I'm planning to do this, Old He, you can help pull up Zeng's trouser legs."

turned his head to Chu Chaoyang again; "Brother Chaoyang, you go get a brazier again."

She walked towards the bedroom, and as soon as she entered the door, she took out the silver needle bag placed in the space of the god of medicine, and returned to the hall.

Chu Chaoyang had already brought the brazier.

She was holding a silver needle bag, and as soon as she walked to Zeng Lao's side, Hu Mingyuan's voice sounded again.

"What are you going to do? I won't allow you to mess around. ”

Su Dongli didn't bother to take care of him, and Zeng Lao, who was in a wheelchair, turned his head and glared at Hu Mingyuan coldly.

Just now, when He Lao was helping him pull his trouser legs, he told him that it was just acupuncture to help him relieve the pain first, don't worry.

He didn't have done acupuncture, and he didn't know that there would be any problems, and He Lao also said that it could help relieve pain.

Ever since he came here, his legs had been tingling, and now that he could relieve it, of course he couldn't ask for it.

Hu Mingyuan jumped out to block him now, didn't he feel uncomfortable?

Hu Mingyuan was startled by his cold eyes, and stepped aside, not daring to speak again.

Look at Su Dongli again, untie the silver needle bag, and spread it out on the pony.

The next moment, her fingers moved quickly, and in less than ten seconds, nine silver needles pierced Zeng Lao's legs.

Then came the most magical scene, I saw her fingers bend and flick a silver needle slightly.

The nine silver needles trembled at the same time, becoming more and more violent, and even a faint buzzing sound could be heard.

Zeng Lao, Hu Mingyuan, and Chu Chaoyang all opened their mouths wide when they saw this scene, even if they had seen He Lao once, they couldn't help but show a look of amazement on their faces.

"Hedge, this... It's..."

"Jiuyang needle, my unique skill."

Su Dongli turned his head and showed a smile at Chu Chaoyang, then turned his head to look at Zeng Lao and asked; "How do you feel, old man?"

"It's hot, as if there's a warm current running in your legs, it's very comfortable."

After a short period of surprise, Zeng Lao soon felt the sensation coming from his legs, which was really comfortable.

The original stinging pain, with the fluctuation of the warm current, began to ease rapidly.

Such an immediate effect is more convincing than any nice language, and at this moment, Zeng Lao's heart is full of trust in Su Dongliang.

"Doctor Su, what a good means, the old man is really here right this time."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at He Lao, and said with a slight complaint; "Lao He, you are not kind, there is such a powerful doctor who didn't introduce me earlier, and let me suffer at the hands of some health care doctors."

Hu Mingyuan's face turned dark when he heard this, some health care doctors, didn't they just talk about him?

Thinking of this, a trace of hatred appeared in his gaze at Su Dongliang.

Originally, he thought that as long as it didn't have a significant effect, he would stand up and mock Su Dongli and regain his position in Zeng Lao's heart.

But now, judging from Zeng Lao's performance, his position cannot be maintained, and Zeng Lao is afraid that he will not be cured in the future.

After going back this time, I'm afraid I'm going to have to roll up and leave.

Health care doctors, in ancient times, could be regarded as imperial doctors and the like.

Saying goes; "The seventh rank official in front of the prime minister."

It is needless to say that you can often show your face in front of the leader, like the benefits you can obtain.

As an old health care doctor for more than a year, he is so awesome in the hospital where he works, and he has offended many people openly and secretly.

Now, if he loses this title and returns to work in the hospital, he can imagine his future days.

After touching it for about three minutes, the silver needle stopped trembling, and Su Dongli quickly took out the silver needle.

"Xiao Su, why did you accept it? A little longer? ”

Zeng Lao, who closed his eyes and enjoyed it, opened his eyes, and his face was full of unfinished looks.

"The treatment should be gradual, you can't eat a big fat man in one bite, Zeng Lao, you can see if you can stand up now."