At this time, Mr. Zeng was really unhappy and wanted to rush back to City L for Hu Mingyuan.

The treatment has been over a year, and I have been struggling and have not improved at all. Now I am still here to block the three and four, and I will not let others treat it.

What kind of heart is in peace?

He glanced at Hu Mingyuan dissatisfiedly, and turned to look at Su Dongli and continued, "Xiao Su, continue talking, don't worry about him."

As his voice fell, Old He also reached out to pat Chu Chaoyang's shoulder and comforted him and sat down again.

"I said just now, Mr. Zeng, this is not a serious disease, it's just that the root of the disease is deeply rooted. It takes a process to remove the root of the disease bit by bit."

"I roughly calculated it, it will probably take about six or seven months."

"Of course this is just my estimate. The specific one depends on the actual recovery."

Mr. Zeng’s situation is indeed a bit difficult. To be honest, if she accepted his illness from the beginning, it would take only two or three months to solve it.

But he didn't know how many doctors he had treated. Although these people were treated according to the correct method, the severity of the disease was different, and the treatment method would change accordingly.

Judging from Mr. Zeng’s current situation, it goes without saying that it must be because of the inappropriate treatment method and the failure to achieve a suppressive effect, which will lead to the deepening of the situation.

This is also the reason why Mr. Zeng said that he would not improve but worsen.

"Six or seven months!"

Mr. Zeng's eyes widened.

This is an old problem, but it has been a problem for more than ten years. Although it was not very serious in the past few years, it would still hurt in autumn and winter. Who would normally like this feeling?

In recent years, it has been so serious that he often can't sleep all night long, and he can only rely on painkillers or other to suppress it. It's so painful.

This time he came here from City L to seek medical treatment, mainly because he believed in Mr. He, hoping to get some relief, which would make him less uncomfortable, and he never thought about healing anything.

It is said that he becomes a good doctor after a long illness. He knows very well how difficult his old habit is.

Now Su Dongli actually said that he could cure it in six or seven months? While this surprised him, he also felt a little unbelievable.

Looking at Hu Mingyuan next to him, he felt very disdainful, but he didn't dare to speak, so he had to shake his head repeatedly.

"It's been a little longer, but you have to look at your own situation. If the effect is good, it should be shortened to three or four months."

She continued.

"Three or four months!"

"This...this..."

Mr. Zeng was a little messy. If he had only three points but didn't believe it just now, then he would have had seven points but didn't believe it now.

When Mr. He saw his expression, he immediately understood his thoughts.

Although he felt a little unbelievable about Su Dongli's conclusion, he knew that Su Dongli was a master of the powerful Xuan medicine practitioner and had many mysterious methods.

The ordinary treatment methods are simply incomparable.

"Xiao Su, why don't you show your skills first and let Lao Zeng's legs loosen up quickly?"

She had just noticed the disbelief flashing through Old Zeng's eyes. When she heard Old He's words, she understood what he meant in seconds.

This is a way to make her shine and dispel the other party's disbelief.

"I'm just planning to do this. Mr. He, please help me roll up Mr. Zeng's trousers."

He turned to Chu Chaoyang again and said, "Brother Chaoyang, go and get a brazier."

She walked towards the bedroom. As soon as she entered the door, she took out the silver needle bag placed in the medical god's space and returned to the main hall.

Chu Chaoyang had already brought the brazier.

She held the silver needle bag and just walked to Mr. Zeng when Hu Mingyuan's voice sounded again.

"What are you going to do? I don't allow you to do it randomly."

Su Dongli was too lazy to pay attention to him, and Mr. Zeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned around and glared at Hu Mingyuan coldly.

Just now, when Mr. He helped him roll his trouser legs, he told him that it was just acupuncture to help him relieve the pain first, so there was no need to worry.

He has not done any acupuncture before, nor does he know that there will be no problem. In addition, Mr. He also said that it can help relieve pain.

Since he came here, his legs have been stinging. Now that he can relieve it, he certainly wants it.

Hu Mingyuan jumped out to stop him now, didn’t he feel uncomfortable?

Hu Mingyuan was startled by his cold eyes, stepped aside and did not dare to speak again.

Look at Su Dongli again, untied the silver needle bag and spread it on the stool.

The next moment, her fingers moved quickly, and within ten seconds, nine silver needles pierced into Mr. Zeng's legs.

The next one was the most magical scene. She curled her fingers and flicked it slightly on a silver needle.

The nine silver needles trembled at the same time, becoming more and more violent, and even a vague buzzing sound could be heard.

Mr. Zeng, Hu Mingyuan, and Chu Chaoyang opened their mouths when they saw this scene. Even Mr. He, who had seen him once, could not help but look surprised on his face.

"Xiaoli, this...this is..."

"Jiuyang Needle, my unique skill."

Su Dongli turned his head and showed a smile at Chu Chaoyang, then turned to look at Mr. Zeng and asked, "Old man, how do you feel?"

"It's hot, it seems like a warm current is moving in your legs, which is very comfortable."

After a brief surprise, Mr. Zeng quickly felt the feeling coming from his legs, which was really comfortable.

The original stinging pain began to ease quickly as the warm current moved.

Such an immediate effect is more convincing than any good language. At this moment, Mr. Zeng is full of trust in Su Dongli.

"Doctor Xiao Su, you're such a good method. The old man is really here this time."

As he said that, he turned to look at Mr. He and said with a little complaining, "Old He, you are not kind. If such a powerful doctor didn't introduce me earlier, I also caused me to suffer in the hands of some health care doctors."

Hu Mingyuan's face turned dark when he heard this. Aren't some health care doctors just talking about him?

Thinking of this, a hint of hatred appeared when he looked at Su Dongli.

Originally, he thought that as long as it did not have a significant effect, he would stand up and mock Su Dongli and regain his position in Mr. Zeng's heart.

But now judging from Mr. Zeng's performance, his status cannot be preserved. Mr. Zeng will not let him treat him in the future.

After going back this time, I am afraid that I will also have to roll the bed and leave.

Health care doctors were considered imperial doctors in ancient times.

As the saying goes, "The seventh rank official in front of the prime minister."

If you can always show your face in front of your leaders, there is no need to say much about the benefits you can achieve.

As Mr. Zeng’s health care doctor over the past year, he was extremely awesome in the hospital where he worked and offended many people openly and secretly.

If he loses this title and returns to the hospital to work, he can imagine his future life.

After about three minutes of touching, the silver needle stopped trembling, and Su Dongli quickly got out the silver needle.

"Xiao Su, why did you take it off? Just pierce for a while?"

Mr. Zeng closed his eyes and enjoyed it. He opened his eyes and his face was full of unfulfilled expressions.
Chapter completed!