Super Monk

"I don't feel the pulse!" Zhao Fugui shook his head and said.

"How can you see a doctor without feeling your pulse? How can traditional Chinese medicine treat people without feeling their pulse? " The fashion girl looked at Zhao Fugui in disbelief and asked.

"Traditional Chinese medicine has the means of" seeing, smelling, asking and cutting ". Who says that only by feeling the pulse can people see a doctor?" Zhao Fugui said.

"Look, smell and ask? Even today's traditional Chinese medicine practitioners dare not say that they can see the pulse accurately. Is your self-confidence really strong? " The fashion girl immediately thought that Zhao Fugui was a liar in her heart. She turned her lips and said, "then show me!"

"You look good, your complexion is white and red, and your eyebrows are thriving. This shows that you have a good job, not only because of the good salary, but also because you like this job!" Zhao Fugui looked at the fashion girl carefully and said, "but you don't have a boyfriend. You should have a high vision. You don't like this or that!"

"I asked you to see a doctor for me, not to look at my face!" Zhao Fugui was talking about the heart of the pain, fashion girl some embarrassed said.

She has good conditions and good work. Naturally, many people are chasing her. However, some of these people are not suitable for their age, some for their looks, some for their jobs, and some for the rich second generation who rely on their family's wealth but have no skills. They don't like her either.

In recent years, when she comes back home every year for the Spring Festival, she sees that other people are in pairs. But she is the best, but she is alone. She can't help being nagged by her parents. Now it's almost new year's day. When she comes back home for the Spring Festival, she must be preached in turn. When she is worried, Zhao Fugui says something on her mind.

"There's nothing wrong with your body. It's just that there's a lot of pressure, the quality of sleep is average, and there's also irregular menstruation and dysmenorrhea!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"You're bullshit The fashion girl blushed and stood up angrily. She turned around and was about to leave. But when she came to the door of the traditional Chinese medicine center, she couldn't help asking, "can I take some medicine to relieve my illness?"

I didn't expect that the young doctor would tell me about her problems. She had been tortured by her problems for a long time, but she couldn't help but stop.

It's not that Su Yi didn't see a doctor for this problem, but now there are male doctors everywhere in the Department of gynaecology. Every time she sees those ill intentioned male doctors, she makes Su Yi quit. This time, it's a coincidence that Zhao Fugui said she was ill. Su Yi really wants to know if she can cure the disease.

"Taking medicine has little effect, and it's not good for your health! There are two ways to solve your problem, one is acupuncture, the other is to find a boyfriend Zhao Fugui said lightly.

Bullshit, can I ask you if I can find a boyfriend? Su Yi can't help but roar in her heart. She can only ask helplessly, "I'd better have acupuncture. How can I have acupuncture?"

"Your problem is mainly caused by the blocked meridians in the lower abdomen. Just activate the meridians with acupuncture. Generally, acupuncture can be cured two or three times!" Zhao Fugui said.

"Belly?" Su Yi felt the part of her little stomach rather reluctantly. If she wanted to see it, going to a big hospital was not much better than finding a doctor in this small traditional Chinese medicine shop on the side of the road. Su Yi looks at Zhao Fugui suspiciously and doubts whether he wants to take advantage of the opportunity. She can't help but turn around and want to go.

But what Zhao Fugui said just now is so accurate, and it seems that she really has strength, so Su Yi is a little hesitant.

"Master, the students are warming up and ready to start a long run!" At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao ran over happily and said.

"Well, I'll be right there!" Zhao Fugui nods. Lin Xiaoxiao takes a curious look at Su Yi, turns around and leaves. Zhao Fugui says, "do you want to see a doctor or not? If you don't, I have something else to do!"

"How long does it take you to get acupuncture?" Su Yi bit her lip and asked.

"About ten minutes!"

"Well, I'll cure you!" Su Yi clenched her teeth and nodded. At the same time, she secretly decided that if you are a doctor, don't blame me for exposing you, so that everyone in the whole province can know your true face.

"Take off your coat and lie on the bed!" Zhao Fugui pointed to the innermost hospital bed in the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum and said that the hospital bed is open. Someone can see it as soon as they come in. There are few curtains around the beds. If there are inconvenient treatment conditions, you can pull the curtain up.

Su Yi hesitated for a long time, went to the side of the bed and pulled up the white curtain. Then she took off her coat nervously. Zhao Fugui put on his gloves and followed him with a silver needle.

Sure enough, she is a Neixiu woman. When Zhao Fugui saw Su Yi, she felt amazing. Su Yi didn't feel like wearing clothes, but she was very angry when she took off her coat.

"Have you had enough?" Su Yi took off her coat and regretted it. She put her hand in front of her chest and said angrily.

"Lying in bed, I'm a doctor, you're a patient, don't think about it!" Zhao Fugui frowned and said that Su Yi's pretty face was slightly red and reluctantly lay on the bed.

Su Yi's abdomen has no fat, her skin is white and smooth, but her muscles are tense, which is not conducive to the needle.

"Just a few minutes. You can relax a little and I'll get the needle!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"I'm very relaxed already!" Su Yi said, biting her lips."Relax a bit, otherwise silver needle is not allowed to prick acupoints!" Zhao Fugui shook his head, patted Su Yi's abdomen and said.

"Don't move your hands and feet!" Su Yi was furious. She didn't know whether she was angry or shy. She suddenly turned red and wanted to sit up with her hands on the bed.

Just when Su Yi's attention was drawn away, Zhao Fugui put his hand into the electricity and quickly dropped seven or eight silver needles. The silver needles were dangling on Su Yi's abdomen.

"Come on, don't get excited. There are two acupoints to prick." Her stomach was covered with silver needles. Su Yi didn't dare to move. She could only lie on the bed honestly. "The remaining two acupoints are blocked by your jeans. Pull them down a little bit!"

"Don't you think about it, pull these things out!" Su Yi said angrily.

"It's really troublesome. Don't move. Otherwise, the silver needle will stick into your body and hurt your internal organs!" Zhao Fugui said deliberately to scare Su Yi.

Sure enough, Su Yi was so scared by Zhao Fugui that she didn't dare to move. Zhao Fugui directly stretched out his hand and pulled Su Yi's jeans downward, almost revealing Su Yi's underwear.

"Sex wolf, please pull out these silver needles. I will expose you!" Su Yi's whole body trembles and shrieks.

"Come on, don't get excited. It'll be ready in a minute." Zhao Fugui shakes his head, puts down the last two silver needles, and then begins to inject Daoli along the silver needles. Su Yi soon feels that her abdomen is warm and comfortable. "All right, just lie down for two minutes!"