Dong Xuebing looked at Wang Anshi and felt sorry for him. He quickly took out some painkillers from the table and asked Mrs Yan to feed Wang Anshi. But the painkillers did not stop the pain, and Wang Anshi was still clutching his stomach in pain. Dong Xuebing suddenly said, "Mrs Yan, let me try!"
"Of course!" Dong Xuebing replied firmly.
Dong Xuebing cleared his throat. "No. Today is a coincidence. Oh, Secretary Anshi's condition is not easy to treat."
"Uncle, you … are you alright?" Wang Yuling was also stunned.
"Yuling! Your uncle's condition is acting up! "
Lady Yan sighed. She picked up a mouthful of food and swallowed it. It was tasteless and she didn't feel like eating anymore.
Since Mrs. Yan does not believe him, Dong Xuebing did not say anything. "Secretary Anshi, I will not disturb you anymore. I will go back now. I wish you a speedy recovery."
"Hehe … Ok. Director, take care."
"Ok! I will call him! "
Mrs. Yan was overjoyed. "Are you really alright?"
Noon.
Mrs. Yan was stunned. "You?"
After Mrs. Yan left, Wang Anshi patted Dong Xuebing's shoulder. "Come. Let's eat together."
The time rewind was in effect, and the remaining time was slowly disappearing!
Wang Yuling put down her phone and said anxiously. "Aunty, I have made the call!"
Mrs. Yan pursed her lips. "Ok. Please."
Mrs. Yan looked at Dong Xuebing. "Are you confident?"
"Uncle." Wang Yuling asked. "How are you feeling?"
Lunch was ready, and Mrs. Yan and Wang Yuling brought out the dishes and placed them on the table.
REVERSE！
Dong Xuebing replied humbly. "Don't mention it. This technique can only relieve the pain temporarily, and I cannot say I am fully recovered. Who knows if my condition will act up again in a few days. Call me if my condition acts up again, and I will think of a solution."
Wang Anshi stood up. "Alright. Let's eat."
Wang Anshi waved his hand and forced a smile, "I'm fine, I can still hold on."
Dong Xuebing nodded and quickly rolled up his sleeves. After Mrs Yan and Wang Yuling took a few steps back, Dong Xuebing stood in front of the sofa and took a deep breath. He looked at Wang Anshi's appendix and pressed on the acupuncture points on his waist, legs, and back. Dong Xuebing was just trying to fool Wang Anshi. He narrowed his eyes and pressed on Wang Anshi's appendix with one hand.
Mrs. Yan was still worried. She wanted her husband to go to the hospital for another check-up, but Wang Anshi didn't go. Since the pain had stopped, Wang Anshi just wanted to have a good meal and sleep well after two days of torment. So, he asked the ambulance and paramedics to go back.
Seeing this, Wang Yuling was no longer in the mood to eat. "Uncle, why don't we go to the hospital for a checkup? If it doesn't work, we can stay in the hospital for an IV drip."
"Why are we still being so polite? Let's go back. "
Four seconds …
Wang Anshi got up and walked around the house with a smile. "I'm fine now!" He looked at Dong Xuebing and thanked him. "Thank you, Xiao Dong."
Wang Yuling laughed. "Director, you are also a Divine Doctor!"
"Uncle." Wang Yuling said. "Let Chief Dong give you a try."
Wang Anshi was sitting at the dining table with Mrs Yan and the rest.
Wang Anshi nodded. "Yuling, help me send Xiao Dong out."
"Mrs Yan! Let me do it! " Dong Xuebing walked over and bent over to carry Wang Anshi, who was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. He placed him on the sofa gently.
Alright!
But when Dong Xuebing was walking down the stairs and Wang Yuling was about to enter the living room, Wang Anshi's painful groans and Mrs Yan's gasps could be heard.
Dong Xuebing retracted his hand and looked at Wang Anshi's face. From what he knew, Wang Anshi's condition had flared up two days ago, and there were no obvious symptoms in the past. That's why Dong Xuebing used REVERSE on Wang Anshi's appendix and the surrounding tissues for four days. If all the pain and symptoms came from here, then Secretary Wang Anshi should be fine. He should be fine four days ago.
"Don't. Let me send you downstairs."
Dong Xuebing had not eaten and was starving. But he still rejected Wang Yuling's offer. He knew Mrs Yan and Wang Anshi do not like him, and he doesn't dare to offend them. He could tell Mrs Yan was just being polite and did not want to invite him for dinner. If he really sits down for dinner, it will be too much. But now, Dong Xuebing had been in the office for about 5 to 6 minutes and had said what he wanted to say. The District Party Secretary and his family are having lunch, and it should be time for Dong Xuebing to leave. But Dong Xuebing did not leave and started to think of a way to say it.
Mrs Yan also said. "Xiao Dong, don't be in a hurry to leave. Let's eat first."
Dong Xuebing was about to say yes, but Wang Anshi interrupted. "Never mind. It is not as painful as a few days ago. I am feeling much better."
Mrs Yan quickly asked. "Old Wang, how are you feeling?"
Wang Yuling heard this and said. "Aunty, the ambulance is not here, and there is no other way. Just let Chief Dong try! Look at how much pain my uncle is in! "
Dong Xuebing's face changed when he heard Wang Anshi's voice. He quickly ran upstairs and entered the District Party Committee Secretary's house. He saw the chair Wang Anshi was sitting on earlier had collapsed, and Wang Anshi was curled up on the floor. He was trembling, and his face was twitching. He was holding onto his stomach and sweating profusely. He seems to be in extreme pain. Lady Yan, on the other hand, hurriedly squatted on the ground and stretched out her hands to support him.
Wang Anshi's house.
Mrs Yan said. "Just hold on for a while more! The ambulance will be here soon! "
Mrs Yan also does not believe Dong Xuebing. "Can you really do it?"
"Ah! Hiss! "
"Ok." Wang Yuling put down her chopsticks and walked over.
OK！ REVERSE is removed!
Dong Xuebing said. "Let me try. Maybe I can cure Secretary Anshi's condition."
Dong Xuebing rejected Mrs Yan's offer and sat down at the dining table to join them for dinner.
Wang Anshi asked curiously. "Not only is he fine, but he had never felt so well before. It's like his appendix had never hurt before."
Wang Yuling put down her chopsticks and said. "Have some more. I am the one who fried the tomatoes. Try it."
"Sit." Wang Anshi turned to his wife and said. "Go and cook some more dishes."
Wang Anshi did not try to persuade him and sat on the sofa drinking his tea.
Wang Anshi gritted his teeth and was sweating profusely. He could not say a word.
"Yes." Dong Xuebing did not bother to be humble and used the same excuse he used with Xu Yan and Sister Xu. "There is an old Chinese doctor, and I had learned Chinese massage from him for a long time. He can be considered a master. He only needs to press on the acupuncture points and does not need to operate. This is suitable for Secretary Anshi's condition. Hmmm … don't look down on Chinese massage. The theory is to stimulate the body's immune system and let the injury heal automatically. It is also a form of conservative treatment."
"Finish this cup of tea." Wang Anshi rubbed his stomach. He still feels uncomfortable. "You all can eat first."
Two seconds …
Mrs Yan also quickly said, "Xiao Dong, thank you so much!"
Mrs. Yan held her husband's hand. "It was the same the last time he acted up. He was in pain the whole night after he was sent to the hospital. What should I do?"
Three seconds …
In the corridor.
"Call the ambulance! Hurry! "
As expected, under the astonished gazes of Mrs Yan and Wang Yuling, the pain on Wang Anshi's face disappeared almost instantly. He blinked, frowned, and sat up from the sofa. He subconsciously rubbed his stomach, as if he found it a little unbelievable and a little baffling.
Dong Xuebing said politely. "Since you are fine now, I will go back first."
"Xiao Dong, let's eat together." Mrs. Yan said.
At this time, the ambulance arrived.
One second …
Dong Xuebing looked at them and suddenly interrupted. "Secretary Anshi, Mrs. Yan, I have an idea."
"Ah? What should we do? "
Dong Xuebing said. "But if this continues …"
Wang Anshi smiled. "It will be fine as long as it can stop the pain. I had not slept well for the past few days."
Dong Xuebing laughed. "Alright, Yuling. Go back and have your meal. You don't need to come out."
"Oh?" Mrs. Yan and Wang Anshi looked at Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing quickly replied. "No, no. Thank you, Mrs. Yan. I had eaten before I came."
Wang Anshi, Mrs. Yan, and the rest had only seen Dong Xuebing pinching, pressing, and knocking on the patient's arm. But after a minute, the patient is fine. They finally believe in Dong Xuebing's medical skills. Seeing is believing.
"Old Wang! What's wrong? What's wrong? "
Mrs. Yan looked at Dong Xuebing and then at her husband. "Old Wang, let's eat."
The atmosphere in the room froze.
Wang Yuling was shocked. "Director, you know how to treat illnesses?"
On the surface, it looked like appendicitis was a very common disease that could be cured with a simple operation. However, there was also diabetes, which was difficult to deal with. If they went to the hospital for surgery blindly, it could be life-threatening. Mrs. Yan and her family had been having a headache over this matter for the past two days. They were even a little worried. However, continuing conservative treatment was not a solution. Not to mention the unbearable pain, Wang Anshi was the secretary of the district committee. There were too many things he had to deal with every day. His career might be affected because of this disease.
Dong Xuebing was speechless. He knew Wang Anshi does not believe in his medical skills. Western medicine is fine, but when it comes to Chinese medicine, everyone's first impression is that the older the person, the better. The older the person, the better the medical skills. At Dong Xuebing's age, no one will believe he has any medical skills. That's why Dong Xuebing sounded like he was lying. Actually, Dong Xuebing does not know any medical skills, but he can treat illnesses.
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