Scholar's cute wife is a genius doctor

Chapter 1287

No, he must absorb Jiang Yi into the National Medical Association, even if others object to it!
"That's right!" Mei Lao's face was about to burst into laughter, "I thought you were not qualified to be my closed disciple, but now it seems that you are not a little bit better than the little girl from the Mu family. Look, we are looking for When is the apprentice ceremony done, I will definitely pass on the housekeeping skills to you!"

The old guys present immediately showed contempt. This old man Mei is too shameless. He is a truly qualified inheritor of ancient medical skills. He is ashamed to say that he accepts others as apprentices. Can his little medical skills cure Fang Zhengbo?

Jiang Yi didn't know if Old Mei's medical skills were good or not, but his method of instilling hatred was first-class, and he didn't forget to pull Mu Tang out and step on him when he spoke, but Mu Tang didn't seem to mind.

Jiang Yi had no plans to become a teacher, so she declined a few elders who expressed their interest, and said tactfully, "We'll talk about it when I go to college."

Seeing that so many doctors were vying to accept Jiang Yi as his disciple, Wang Bao suddenly felt that the guillotine at twelve o'clock was approaching his neck again, and he quickly said: "It doesn't matter if it can't be cured, as long as I don't let it go in the future." Just have a heart attack!"

"That's very simple." Jiang Yi said: "Less be stimulated in the future."

She changed the IOU to 100 million for Wang Bao to sign, and then handed it to Xie Yan, "Take it, and collect the money tomorrow."

Under Wang Bao's eager gaze, Xie Yan put away the IOU and said, "If the person escapes, I will report to the police."

Wang Bao was embarrassed.

The others couldn't wait to see how Jiang Yi would cure her illness, and Mr. Mei urged, "Whether it's medicine or needles, hurry up."

Jiang Yi took out the needle bag from her bag, "Make a bed."

"What kind of bed do you need? It's not ready!" Mei Lao patted the huge round table in the meeting room.

Jiang Yi paused: Is this okay?

A group of doctors hurriedly pressed Wang Bao on the table, crowding around the table, waiting for Jiang Yi to give the needle with burning eyes.

Jiang Yi chose Shenmen, Yinxie, Tongli and other acupoints on the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin to inject acupuncture points, and through the meridians, a part of the aura accumulated in Wang Bao's heart was dissipated.

Wang Bao was originally in good health, but the original health of his heart was destroyed by the aura. The damage was not serious. As long as the aura was dissipated, there would be no major problems in taking good care of it in the future.

When she gave the needle, everyone couldn't help holding their breath, and their eyes widened not wanting to miss a single bit, but when she finished twisting the needle, everyone had doubts in their hearts: This is not the same as the usual acupuncture. They are different. If there is any difference, it is that Jiang Yi's craftsmanship is too rough, not as meticulous as that of an old Chinese doctor. The whole process seems careless and even a bit perfunctory!

It was difficult for others to say anything, but Wang Bao happily said: "It's amazing, I felt my chest tightness just now, and I'll be fine after a few injections!"

Jiang Yi smiled, "Remember to go back and sell the house after the injection."

Wang Bao: ...

Suddenly, my heart felt bad again.

Originally, it didn't take so much effort to dissipate the aura, just directly to the heart, but a group of doctors looked at her, and she couldn't be too direct, so she could only do it through the meridians and acupoints, which took a little longer.

After 10 minutes, she took the needle, "I helped you through this hell today, and I will bring some first aid medicine with me in the future."

Wang Bao moved his body on the ground and clicked his tongue, "I feel much more comfortable than before I came here!"

(End of this chapter)