"No, it's nothing, don't worry, Mr. Pierre's recovery is very good." Seeing Mrs. Pierre's nervous look, Jane knew that she must have misunderstood.

"Then why do you say you need some time?" Mrs. Pierre asked hesitantly. She knew that when expressing the measurement of time, sometimes these Z people were like Arabs. Their point was not like the point mentioned by F, but usually took a lot of time.

"Anyway, I'm here too. I'll have time to help Mr. Pierre do acupuncture. I'm talking about acupuncture, do you understand?" Jian'er asked hesitantly. Because after that day, Jian'er understood that for these Western Russians, they knew very little about our country, especially doctor Z. She didn't want Mrs. Pierre to be shouting at me when she started treatment herself.

"Acupuncture? I know, I know this." Mrs. Pierre nodded vigorously, "just take a needle on a person's body, and then you can cure the disease." Mrs. Pierre said with some pride,

You know that she did her homework specifically. Although she didn't understand why pricking people with needles can cure diseases, if the facts were not for the living example of her husband, she would have thought it was nonsense like most people in the country. But now, facts are better than words, right? Although she still can't help but get her husband's needles, it is worth it to use this kind of physical injury and a slight injury to exchange for her husband's health.

For Mrs. Pierre's momentary god, Jane could only blacken her.

Milk girl, what is this explanation? Which idiot said to Mrs. Pierre? Although it is not wrong to force Mrs. Pierre to pull it up, it sounds really awkward. What does it mean to use an needle to treat the disease? Oh my God, is this needle casually? Which needle is used, which technique to use, how many minutes to put it in, and how long it will last? There are too many channels in it, and it is not to mention that you have to recognize the acupoints before this.

But looking at Mrs. Pierre's behavior, I was afraid that in her cognition, the most important acupuncture method, the most important acupuncture method, did not exist at all, but just pricked it. Mill girl, if this is the case, can it still be called acupuncture? That is simply the skill of a certain nanny written by a grandmother. That thing has no effect on treating diseases, but it is probably effective in torture prisoners.

"Mrs. Pierre, who told you this?" Jian'er couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth and asked.

"I found it myself. It's a pity that the above seems to say that the way of killing people is also particular, so I didn't dare to try..." At this time, Mrs. Pierre couldn't help but feel a little regretful, as if she hadn't practiced it by herself.

Fortunately, you didn't try it smartly! Jane couldn't help but hold a handful of sweat on her forehead, and looked at Mr. Pierre with some sympathy when she was waiting for someone to come in for so long but still in a semi-confusion state: "That, Mrs. Pierre, this acupuncture is only possible for those who have undergone special or long-term training. It's not just randomly."

"Is that true?" asked Mrs. Pierre hesitantly.

"Of course!" Jane nodded vigorously as if she was afraid that Mrs. Pierre would not believe it.

"Okay, then I'll give you everything." Mrs. Pierre held Jane's hand and asked seriously.

"Don't worry, since I promised, I will do my best." Jane nodded to Mrs. Pierre.

"Lei, this line of needles takes a long time. Are you and Prince Abdul waiting aside, or are you going out to tell the old story later, and I'll call you after I'm done?" Jian'er raised her head and asked Lei.

"Sing coffee outside." Lei responded. There were many coffee shops at the entrance of the hospital. She also had some things to ask Abdullah what was going on, and she was going to find her own woman.

"Okay, you guys go, I'll call you after I've finished it." Jian'er nodded and said.

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Prince Abdullah Alimu was obviously quite satisfied with Jian'er's arrangement, and he also wanted to chat with Lei in private first... Looking at Lei's completely changed silk and pupils, a trace of worry emerged from Abdullah Alimu's eyes.

Since everyone had no objection, everyone soon divided into two groups, Jane and Pierre stayed, and Lei and His Highness left.

"Song, do you need any help?" asked Mrs. Pierre softly.

"Not needed now, I have to sort out the things first." Jian'er said, taking out the things she needed from her bag.

"Do I need to wake Pierre up first?" Mrs. Pierre hesitated. After all, she suffered such severe injuries. Even after Jane's treatment, she was still very uncomfortable. So Mr. Pierre could be said to have not had a good sleep all night last night. Now Mr. Pierre rarely sleeps soundly. Mrs. Pierre is really reluctant to wake up her husband.

"No." Jian'er shook her head without looking back, "I'll take the pulse first, and then see how to use the needle. It's not too late to call Mr. Pierre when using the needle."

"Okay, can I put the stool here?" Mrs. Pierre moved a chair to Jane's "throne" and moved it to her husband's bedside, and then asked in a low voice. This can't make people bend over and stand by and treat her husband.

While speaking, Jane took out a vein pillow from her bag and gently placed it under Mr. Pierre's wrist, then stretched out her green jade fingers and put it on Mr. Pierre's vein door. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!