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Chapter 282

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Acupuncture and moxibustion

"You didn't know who they were before?" Yun Shuihan asked, amused.

"I really don't know … I only know that Yaoyao is a rich woman who spends a lot of money chasing celebrities. But I really didn't know she was so rich! What kind of car was that? "Meng Qiqi scratched her head.

"Rolls-Royce," Yun Shuihan said.

"As it turns out," Meng Qiqi shrugged. "She's richer than I thought."

Yun Shuihan lowered her eyes and subconsciously stirred her milk tea.

Meng Qiqi knew that Yun Shuihan must be feeling very conflicted. Yun Shuihan was her senior, and they got to know each other after graduation due to fate. After chatting, they found out that they had graduated from the same university. After renting an apartment, they decided to share it together.

The two of them had been living together for a few years now. She had moved out right after she graduated, so she was on very good terms with Yun Shuihan.

This was also the reason why Yun Shuihan had cursed out loud when she was accused of plagiarism.

"Sister Han …" Meng Qi Qi hesitantly tugged at her sleeve, "What do you think? Actually, I think that girl is right. Are you really willing to take this lying down? "

"But …" Yun Shuihan hesitated. "This girl looks too young …"

It was normal for her to be worried. Anyone who saw Song Yaoyao's appearance and her age would not believe it.

"Aiya, Sister Han!"

Meng Qiqi grabbed her hand. "Let's give it a try. Let me tell you, Yaoyao is awesome! If I didn't see her today, I wouldn't have known that she's only in high school! "

"So … you're suggesting that I sign the contract?" Yun Shuihan's eyes met Meng Qiqi's. Her eyes flickered, and she was obviously tempted.

Meng Qiqi nodded heavily.

"Sign!"

She absolutely could not let that little b * tch Ruo Lan be so arrogant!

*

"Dr. Wei, is there still no reaction from my brother today?"

Song Yaoyao put down her bag and walked towards Song Wen-chuan.

"Yes, but don't be disappointed. He suffered such a serious injury. It is fortunate that he is still alive," Wei Yuanfan said.

"I'll go take a look. I'll have to trouble Doctor Wei to take care of the caregiver. Tell him to pay attention to everything. He can't stop massaging."

If you lie in bed for too long, your muscles will atrophy.

If she didn't help him stretch and massage him … If he continued to lie down, even if he woke up in the future, his body would be crippled and he would not have the ability to walk.

"Don't worry about that. I'll come over a few times every day."

Seeing Song Yaoyao take out the silver needles, Wei Yuanfan's eyes brighten.

"Miss Song, can I stay? I promise that I won't disturb you! "

Wei Yuanfan had seen how powerful Song Yaoyao was. In addition, Song Wen-chuan was her brother. If she was not sure, she would not act rashly.

When he was young, he had watched Wuxia. He had looked forward to seeing how powerful the Chinese medicine practitioners were. It was only later that he realized that there were too few capable old Chinese physicians.

He didn't expect that after more than ten years, he would actually see such a miraculous skill on a little girl.

"No problem. If it's possible, please help me."

Song Yaoyao nodded. She asked Wei Yuanfan to help her untie Song Wen-chuan's hospital gown. She looked down, concentrated, and inserted the needles …

The tips of the thin silver needles trembled slightly. Song Yaoyao focused all her attention on Song Wen-chuan. She pursed her lips and kept stimulating his acupuncture points with the silver needles.



Half an hour later, Song Yaoyao exhaled.

"Okay, that's all for today. Thank you, Doctor Wei."

(End of chapter)

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