Mr. Lu, don't abuse me, Madam really won't give you andrology treatment

Qiao Yin breathed a sigh of relief, the first acupuncture effect was good, and the old lady's mind cleared up a lot.

If she gets more acupuncture and moxibustion in the future, her disease should not relapse easily.

Putting away the golden needle, Qiao Yin said politely: "I have heard from the police that your son is indeed not dead, and he still needs your care. You should take care of your body, maintain a stable mood, and don't come out to make trouble gone."

The old lady grabbed Qiao Yin's hand fiercely: "Doctor, did you cure my madness?"

Qiao Yin was startled, and hurriedly pulled her hand out. She took a step back and said vigilantly, "So you know you're crazy? Then speak up and don't touch me."

Unexpectedly, the old lady knelt down to her all of a sudden: "Good doctor, please save my son! You can even cure my madness, and you can definitely cure my son, please! I beg you! My son is worse off than dead now, he has committed suicide several times, if I hadn't been guarding him, he would have died long ago!"

Qiao Yin originally planned to take a look at her son, because if the old lady was only cured, she might still get sick because of her son's illness.

She just didn't expect that the old lady's son would try to commit suicide many times, no wonder it would drive the old lady into a mental disorder, causing her to always think that her son was dead.

She stepped forward to help the old lady up: "If you don't come to make trouble, I will burn high incense, so don't kneel, you kneel on me at such an old age, isn't it a loss of my life? Get up quickly."

"Then can you help my son see a doctor? I will give you money! As long as you can cure my son, I will give you all the money in the family!"

"I can help him. You can bring him here. But I may not be able to cure him. Don't have too much hope. If his spine is seriously damaged, even the gods will not be able to save him."

"Not the spine!"

The old lady seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw, and hurriedly said: "I'll go home right away, and I'll bring my son!"

After she finished speaking, she left in a hurry.

Half an hour later, a taxi stopped at the entrance of Shen's Medical Center.

The old lady took out the wheelchair from the trunk, and with the help of the taxi driver, moved her son to the wheelchair.

This scene was seen by many people.

Everyone was stunned: "Could this be the old lady's son?"

"Didn't the old lady say that her son was killed by Shen's Medical Center?"

"Maybe it's not her son, but her nephew or something?"

"But it's also possible that it's really her son. You can see that they look alike."

"The old lady was dragged in by the people of Shen's Medical Center before, and I don't know what I told her to let the old lady bring her son."

"Her son is obviously paralyzed. He must be here for treatment, right?"

"Treating diseases? Isn't the Shen's Medical Center always killing people? How dare you ask them for treatment? The old lady is not afraid of death!"

"How about we go in and have a look? Help the poor old lady?"

"Go, go and see!"

The people in the surrounding shops didn't care about their own shop anymore, and after leaving one person to watch the shop, they all went to Shen's Medical Center.

The people who were left to watch the store were beating their chests and feet, unable to see what was going on, and scratching their heads in pain.

Qiao Yin didn't expect so many people to come. These people didn't come to see a doctor at first sight, they were just here to watch the fun.

However, that doesn't seem to be such a bad thing.

Ye Wan also felt that this was a good time to clean up the stigma of the hospital, and immediately explained to everyone: "This old man has been saying outside that we killed her son, but in fact we didn't. The one in the wheelchair is her son. !"

Everyone whispered for a while.

Ye Wan continued: "The old man's mental state is not good, and his memory is confused, so he mistakenly thought that we killed her son, but we don't actually know them."

"Dr. Qiao in our clinic stabilized the old man's mental illness. After she woke up, she asked Dr. Qiao to help her son see a doctor."

"Doctor Qiao is taking the patient's pulse right now, please keep quiet."

The onlookers in the consultation room looked at me and I looked at you, and finally calmed down.

They were all curious about whether this young, overly beautiful, overly female doctor had any real skills.