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

Since Qiao Yin grew up, it was the first time that she met her mother outside, and she was a wealthy elder like Mr. Gu.

She was a little strange: "How did you know my mother?"

"She used to be my personal doctor! You and your mother look so much alike. When I saw you, I was stunned and thought I went back to twenty years ago."

Qiao Yin was stunned!
Mother actually worked as a personal doctor for Mr. Gu?
But why has she never heard her mother mention it?I haven't heard my grandma mention it either!
Dean Song at the side was also very surprised: "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Gu and Dr. Qiao's family are old acquaintances! What a coincidence!"

Gu Erye Gu Chengsong laughed, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes: "It's not just that he has a relationship with Dr. Qiao's mother. In fact, my dad's legs were not very good before, and he has been sitting in a wheelchair."

"It was Dr. Qiao's mother, Dr. Shen Tang, who went to my house and became my dad's personal doctor. My dad stood up again."

"Dr. Shen's superb acupuncture and moxibustion skills have only taken care of my dad for half a year, and my dad's legs can walk freely."

"I don't know if Dr. Qiao has inherited your mother's medical skills, and if he can make my dad stand up again. If not, then I'll call your mother for treatment. What do you think?"

Qiao Yin's expression was tinged with sadness: "My mother has already passed away, so there is no way to heal the old man's leg."

Mr. Gu was surprised: "What? Passed away?!"

Gu Chengsong was also very shocked: "How come?"

"It's true, she died when I was little."

Gu Chengsong looked at the sadness on Qiao Yin's face, and finally sighed: "No wonder, no wonder we couldn't contact her after my dad had a leg problem. It turns out that she is no longer here."

Qiao Yin quickly put away her sad expression, and said sternly: "Although my mother is gone, I can still show the old man's legs. My grandmother taught me and my mother's medical skills."

Hope was rekindled in Mr. Gu's eyes: "Okay, then help me take a look, as long as I can stand up again, in addition to paying you, I will also donate a batch of imported medical treatment to your hospital. equipment."

Dean Song nodded: "Yes, Dr. Qiao, Mr. Gu has already promised me that as long as we can cure his leg, Mr. Gu will deliver the batch of equipment I wanted before!"

Their hospital is now in the limelight, and the development trend is particularly good.

However, medical staff can be seconded, but expensive medical equipment cannot be borrowed.

With the current strength of the hospital, it cannot afford such expensive equipment.

Qiao Yin smiled, squatted down to check the old man's legs, and then felt his pulse.

She hopes that the hospital can develop more than President Song, so that in the future, the Lan's Hospital can be completely destroyed and replaced.

So she wanted to get this batch of medical equipment.

Before, she and Song Zhu also contacted several companies, hoping that they could cooperate with the hospital, and temporarily borrow some equipment and instruments for the hospital to use.

It's a pity that others are only willing to borrow some cheap goods, or they are not willing to borrow anything at all, let alone give.

There is no one who is as generous as Mr. Gu and is willing to donate a batch directly!
Therefore, Qiao Yin did her best to diagnose Mr. Gu's pulse this time.

Firstly, it was because of the batch of medical equipment, and secondly, this old man was once a patient of her mother, so she somehow felt that this way seemed to be closer to her mother.

The mother cured him once, and she also wanted to cure the old man. To some extent, this is also a kind of sacrifice and filial piety to the mother!
After the pulse diagnosis, Qiao Yin began to do acupuncture for the old man.

Half an hour later, Mr. Gu suddenly felt that his numb legs began to feel. He was pleasantly surprised, and with a sudden effort, he stood up straight away!