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Chapter 598 Are you still medical?
"Uh-huh!"

Hearing that Zhang Liang was going to carry her on his back, Liu Jianing nodded in agreement.

At this time, Lu Shuang bit her red lips lightly, but Zhang Liang didn't see it. He said to Lu Shuang and Lu Zheng, "I'll carry her to rest first, and you will follow slowly."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Liang strode towards home with Liu Jianing on his back.

Lu Zheng followed Lu Shuang, touched her, and whispered, "Sister, this woman is interested in the boss, I feel that you have met a competitor."

To be honest, in Lu Zheng's eyes, Liu Jianing is not as beautiful as Lu Shuang, but Liu Jianing has a different temperament.

It was a kind of scholarly fragrance, a kind of talented woman's breath.

His older sister, Lu Shuang, was actually a talented woman, equally talented, but because she came from a famous family, her nobility concealed that kind of talented woman's aura.

Lu Shuang's talent is hidden but not revealed, but this kind of concealment cannot be shown in front of others; as a reporter, Liu Jianing must show his talent all the time.

This is the difference between the two.

If Zhang Liang really liked talented women, he would be more attracted to Liu Jianing.

"It's okay, emotional matters, you can't force them."

Lu Shuang shook her head, she was extremely indifferent to emotional matters.

She also hopes to have a beginning with Zhang Liang, but if the two have no fate, she will not force it, then she will wait for the next destined person to appear.

"Come on, let me see how your sprained ankle is doing."

Zhang Liang carried Liu Jianing to her room, let her sit on the stool, and took the initiative to grab her ankle.

"fine!"

Liu Jianing retracted his feet reflexively, but was caught by Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang said a little unhappy: "You see that your ankle is swollen, and you still say it's okay?"

Only then did Liu Jianing look at her ankle, and found that it was really red and swollen. According to such an injury, she estimated that it would take less than ten days and a half a month, and she would not want to walk normally anymore.

"Zhang Liang, what should I do, I will soon have a selection to participate in, I must attend, can you help me think of a way?"

At this time, Liu Jianing was a little helpless.

She will run for the deputy director of the municipal TV station soon. If her feet are inconvenient, it will still have a certain impact on this election.

She was a little anxious.

"It's okay, I'll help you prick it with a silver needle, and your foot will definitely disappear quickly and get better." Zhang Liang said confidently.

His current medical skills are not inferior to Sun Xianming's, especially for this kind of special swelling injury, it can be said that the speed of effect is faster than Sun Xianming's.

Because Zhang Liang can directly use painting energy to heal patients, but Sun Xianming cannot.

"Are you still medical?"

Liu Jianing couldn't help being stunned, and asked.

"Of course!"

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "You wait for me, I'll go to old man Sun to get a set of silver needles."

After speaking, Zhang Liang quickly ran to Sun's Medical Center to get the silver needle, and then returned to Liu Jianing's room.

Then, he began to inject Liu Jianing.

"hiss!"

At the beginning of the first injection, Liu Jianing frowned slightly, and groaned in pain.

The voice was so soul-stirring that Zhang Liang's hand holding the silver needle almost distorted the acupuncture point.

Zhang Liang calmed down, and then started to prick Liu Jianing with silver needles again.

After the first silver needle was completely pierced into Liu Jialin's ankle, he began to lightly flick the tail of the silver needle again. Every time he flicked the tail of the needle, he would send a trace of painting energy to the silver needle in.

Then, the painting energy slowly moistened Liu Jianing's injured foot bowl along the silver needle.

"Wow, it's so refreshing!"

Only for a moment, Liu Jianing felt that the pain and heat in his feet had disappeared, replaced by a coolness.

This feeling of coolness made her almost moan again, but she held back it.

Her beautiful eyes kept wandering around Zhang Liang's body. She never thought that Zhang Liang had such superb medical skills, which she didn't know before.

"Don't move."

When Zhang Liang gave Liu Jianing the needle, there would be a momentary pain. At this time, Liu Jianing wanted to stretch her foot back, but Zhang Liang firmly held her foot.

Then, Zhang Liang began to inject painting energy into Liu Jianing's ankle.

With the injection of painting energy, her ankles became cool again.

As time passed, the swelling on Liu Jianing's ankle quickly subsided.

However, the effect of painting energy is always limited. Liu Jianing's swelling has subsided, and the pain is not so much, but it will take a little time for her feet to fully recover.

"Your feet are not a big problem now, but for the past three hours, it's best not to move around. If you want to move around, something may happen."

Zhang Liang reminded Liu Jianing.

"Zhang Liang, your medical skills are amazing."

Liu Jianing praised without hesitation: "I know two old Chinese doctors in the city, and I even did a special interview with them. Their medical skills are already superb, but even if they prick people with silver needles, at least It will take five days to recover."

"I feel like you've only been stabbing me for a while, and my injury is basically fine."

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Liang smiled.

His silver needle has painting energy in it, can it be the same?

"Brother Liangzi, it's time for lunch!"

While Zhang Liang was chatting with Liu Jianing, Xu Hu's loud voice yelled.

Because Zhang Liang's house produced new rice, Xu Hu was very greedy for the peanut-sized rice, so he came to Zhang Liang's house to have a meal.

"Come on, let's go eat."

Because Liu Jianing couldn't walk very much, Zhang Liang was still supporting her when she went out.

When Zhang Liang and Liu Jianing appeared in the courtyard, the courtyard was already filled with four tables of people.

These four tables included Zhang Liang's friends, such as Lu Zheng and Lu Shuang, and Zhang Liang's family members, such as Zhang Feng and Liu Ying.

Of course, there are also guests, that is, people who come here to fish.

Although there are four tables of people, the dishes made are completely different.

The food his family eats must be much more high-end, otherwise Zhang Liang would be in a loss-making business.

"Wow, it smells so good."

When Liu Jianing followed Zhang Liang to the table, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

She had also smelled the aroma of Zhang Liang's food before, and it was indeed very fragrant, but today she smelled a different kind of fragrance.

"Is this the aroma from your rice?"

Soon, Liu Jianing's eyes were focused on the crystal grains of peanut-sized rice on the table, and he asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)