Don't talk

Grandpa Fu was an extremely proud person, and he only liked people to follow his lead and flatter him.

For someone like Wen Qiao, no matter how much credit she had earned, she would never be able to gain Grandpa Fu's favor.

"So, old man, do you still need me to treat you?" Wen Qiao asked.

she's already here, " uncle li comforted the old man. and it's really effective. Old man, just let her try it.

"Get that girl to apologize to me," Fu huaiyong said.

I didn't do anything wrong, " Wen Qiao said. why should I apologize? "

Fu huaiyong's headache worsened.

"Mind your manners," Fu Nanli whispered into Wen Qiao's ear.

Wen Qiao squeezed his hand. don't worry. I know what I'm doing.  

Fu huaiyong was only in his 70s, so he naturally wanted to live a good life. After such a long time, he knew what kind of character this wretched girl had.

Thinking that this girl was someone who had beaten him in the equestrian competition, he decided not to argue with her.

The most important thing was that he had a terrible headache.

In addition, Fu Nanli gave him a way out. "Qiao 'er, quickly take a look at grandfather. He doesn't seem to be feeling well."

He would not be so arrogant.

"Uncle li, help the old master upstairs," Wen Qiao said in a deep voice.

Qiu ya wanted to follow as well, but Fu Nanli shot her a glance. Qin bei instantly understood his young master's intention and reached out to stop Qiu ya. "I'm sorry, miss Qiu. When miss Wen is treating her, she doesn't want any outsiders to be present."

Grandpa Fu! Qiu ya was a little anxious. I'm worried about Grandpa Fu.

Qin bei almost laughed out loud. Who are you?

our young master and miss Wen are old master's close relatives. They're here, so you don't have to worry.

Qiu ya cast a glance at Qin bei. This bodyguard really knew how to please Wen Qiao. Who was Wen Qiao's closest relative?

However, the tall man stopped her, so she had no chance to follow him.

What made her most upset was that the old master didn't want her to follow him.

She could only stay on the first floor.

On the second floor, in old Mr. Wen's room, Wen Qiao washed her hands and disinfected them with great familiarity. She spread out the needle bag, and a large string of silver needles glowed coldly under the light.

"Today, we'll start with the acupuncture for high blood pressure," Wen Qiao said calmly."We'll insert the needles into the Baihui acupoint."

Fu huaiyong even felt a chill at the back of his neck.

The Baihui acupoint was on the head.

It was his first time performing acupuncture and he had to be so bold. He was really a little worried.

Meanwhile, Wen Qiao had already finished disinfecting the wound. She looked at old Mr. Wen's face of resistance and said, " "If you don't trust me, then we don't have to start."

Rational and cold, he really had the demeanor of a famous doctor.

Instead, it was her cold attitude that made the old master feel more at ease.

If this girl was too obsequious, he would not dare to let her do it.

"Let's start."

Fu Nanli patted Wen Qiao's shoulder lightly. "There's no need to feel pressured."

Wen Qiao sat on a chair at the side and reached out to massage the old man's head. After a full round of massage, she began to insert the needles.

This feeling was still a little different from performing acupuncture on number three.

This was the real person. If she made the wrong needle and caused any side effects, the old man would definitely find fault with her and magnify her mistakes.

At this time, she was a doctor. She would temporarily forget all the grudges and disputes. Her only request was to cure the person lying here, or at least improve it.

"Why does it hurt so much?" The old man suddenly said.

tsk! Wen Qiao snorted. don't say anything.

Fu huaiyong:

He was actually ordered to shut up by a little girl.

The corners of Fu Nanli's lips curled up slightly. This little lass could finally control the old master. It was a good sign.