City, My Eyes Mutated At The Beginning

"Please help me go to the sofa to have a rest. I'm exhausted."

Now that Wang Hao's living conditions have improved, he actually began to dislike the hard chairs in the physiotherapy room and asked Yun Feifan in a "weak" tone.

Of course, Yun Feifan was fine. He supported Wang Hao and was about to walk to the sofa. Zhao Yuanzhou was now focused on Wang Hao.

Oh no, it should be focused on Wang Hao's medical skills. Naturally, he followed Yun Feifan towards the door.

"Huh? I always feel like I've forgotten something?"

Wang Hao muttered as he walked out.

"Don't worry, Brother Hao, I checked that there was nothing left on the chair when I just went out!"

As he spoke, he also locked the door of the physiotherapy room.

"Oh, maybe I remembered it wrong!"

Wang Hao still had some trust in Yun Feifan. When he heard that he didn't trust Yun Feifan, he stopped worrying and just "Ge You" collapsed on the sofa.

Wang Hao doesn't think it's rude to do this. To put it bluntly, Wang Hao is "tired" like this because of your old man, and he hasn't been paid. Who has the nerve to accuse Wang Hao?

Thinking of this, Wang Hao, who was lying on Ge You's side, seemed to have thought of something.

"Um.....?????????"

Wang Hao's mouth twitched and he stiffly turned his neck and said to Yun Feifan.

"Did you forget the old man in the physiotherapy room?"

Yun Feifan: "?????????!!!!!"

Physiotherapy room.

When Yun Guohui woke up, he found that the room was dark and the door was actually locked! ! !

"What a great grandson I am!"

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Yun's living room.

"Oh, grandpa, didn't I take Brother Hao out to rest because he felt a little uncomfortable?"

At this time, Yun Feifan was massaging his grandfather's shoulders with a pair of panda eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense! Just press on."

Yun Guohui first scolded Yun Feifan, and then looked at Wang Hao with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Xiao Hao, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Wang Hao quickly adjusted his sitting posture and nodded to express that he was feeling much better.

Yun Feifan, who was still massaging Yun Guohui, sighed helplessly.

"You still have the nerve to sigh! Have you ever seen a few "filial grandsons" like you lock up your grandfather? Besides, look at Xiao Hao, he is only a year or two older than you. Medical skills, appraisal, which one is better than yours!"

Yun Guohui taught Yun Feifan to be like his grandson. No, Yun Feifan was his grandson.

"Brother Hao is not a human being at all. How can anyone at this age be proficient in everything?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yuanzhou, who was silent and had a very low sense of presence, nodded in agreement. He also felt that Wang Hao was "not a human being." How could a normal person at this age be able to use luck needles!

Wang Hao glared at Yun Feifan and thought, "You are not a human being!"

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you keep staring at me?"

Wang Hao turned the topic to Zhao Yuanzhou when Yun Feifan asked for help.

"Um...I want to ask Mr. Wang about..."

At this point, Zhao Yuanzhou suddenly got stuck. He suddenly thought that the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine was particularly concerned about sectarian opinions, so would Wang Hao be offended by his question.

"You want to ask about my acupuncture technique?"

Wang Hao noticed Zhao Yuanzhou's hesitation and spoke out bluntly.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the grandfather and grandson who had just been "quarreling" next to them stopped making trouble and looked at the two of them curiously.

"Huh...yes, I want to ask you about this set of acupuncture, no...it's the method of using acupuncture. Can you teach me?"

"I'm willing to pay any price!"

After Zhao Yuanzhou finished his first sentence, he seemed to feel that he was not sincere enough and quickly added another sentence.

Wang Hao looked at Zhao Yuanzhou with a slightly disgusted look.

"What can I want from you!

And I don’t care about the price you can pay! "

"And to put it bluntly, you can't learn this method of mine. The main reason is that you are not angry enough. Even if I want to teach you, you can't learn it!"

Wang Hao's heavy hammer was like the last straw that crushed Zhao Yuanzhou. Zhao Yuanzhou's energy and spirit quickly weakened as if he had been deprived of it.

"You want my acupuncture skills not just to improve your medical skills!"

Wang Hao asked Zhao Yuanzhou, who was sitting opposite with a dull expression.

"Yes...my wife is terminally ill. I tried every means to save her, but to no avail. A few years ago, I got an ancient book that contained a set of acupuncture techniques that claimed to be able to save my wife."

"But...but..."

As he was talking, Zhao Yuanzhou, a grown man, actually covered his face and burst into tears. Wang Hao knew that this was because he had suppressed his emotions for too long and was unable to release his emotions, so he also urged him.

Seeing him crying so sadly, Yun Feifan felt a little sympathetic and handed him a few tissues.

"Thank you... it was funny."

Zhao Yuanzhou wiped his tears and seemed to feel better after being released.

Zhao Yuanzhou reorganized his language and said.

"The threshold of acupuncture in that book is to use Qi to control the needle. I have never been able to learn this acupuncture over the years."

"I often wish that my master was still alive. He is the first doctor I have ever seen who can use Qi to control needles."

"Actually, most people would think that using Qi to control needles is just a cover. If I hadn't seen the master perform it, I wouldn't believe it."

"well....."

After Zhao Yuanzhou said all this, he shook his head in disappointment and was about to stand up and leave.

"Actually... although I can't help you learn to use Qi to control needles, I can still let you use it for a short period of time!"

"What!"

Zhao Yuanzhou turned around at the speed of light and stared at Wang Hao with surprise on his face.

At this time, Wang Hao was full of curiosity about the medical book, but it was hard to mention him if Zhao Yuanzhou didn't mention him. If Zhao Yuanzhou didn't want to, it would be a waste of money, and his image as a master in the Yun family would be greatly reduced.

"Ahem...I have two options here, I don't know which one you want to choose."

Wang Hao slowly stretched out two fingers towards Zhao Yuanzhou.

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