The proud master of the female president

Dirty environment.

Dilapidated courtyard.

This is two different worlds from Xiao Yan's impression of Lin Yu. Anyway... Xiao Yan is also a white-collar worker, right?
Dressing is not extravagant, at least it is glamorous.

"My house is up there."

She didn't dodge her eyes, she was very calm and peaceful, pointing at the small building in front of her.

Lin Yu was taken aback.

Most people can't help feeling inferior when encountering this situation, but she can't see it at all.

This not only made Lin Yu a little surprised, but also a little admired.

External poverty is not terrible, but inner inferiority is terrible.

Clearly, she has a strong heart.

The two headed for the stairs.

The buildings in this kind of urban village are usually private houses that have been built for many years, and almost no elevators are installed.

Soon, the two walked to the top floor.

"Dad, I'm back." She opened the door.

"Yanyan is back?" A voice came from inside, but no one came out.

"Director, my dad is inside."

The house has one bedroom and one living room, and she walked towards the inner bedroom.

Finally, Lin Yu saw a thin man lying on the bed in the bedroom.

Looking at his face, the man is about fifty years old. Due to long-term bed rest and lack of exercise, his face looks extremely pale, and...

Gah!
Lin Yu saw the man's hand curled up into a weird arc, and the joints were deformed.

"Who is this?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and found that Lin Yu was staring at his hand. He quickly retracted his hand into the quilt, struggling to get up: "I'm so sorry, I'm not feeling well these two days... Are you Yanyan's friend?"

He subconsciously thought that Lin Yu was his daughter's boyfriend.

He didn't want to be seen as useless, and worried that it would leave a bad impression on his daughter's boyfriend.

after all……

Such poor family conditions are enough to stop most men. If the father is still sick all year round, the man is likely to retreat.

Unfortunately, he struggled several times and failed to sit up.

"dad!"

Xiao Yan hurried over and helped her father up, but she just leaned against the head of the bed: "This is the director of our company, he asked me something."

"President... Director?!"

The man became even more flustered, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Director, my Yanyan has caused you trouble, I..."

"Uncle, you're welcome."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, walked over and lifted the quilt, and said, "Are you sick?"

The man was stunned, Xiao Yan also looked blank, and immediately pressed down the quilt quickly, and said: "Director, didn't you want to ask that word..."

The serious illness brought great psychological pressure to his father, and he especially didn't want to be seen of his sick body.

"Cure the disease first." Lin Yu said.

"Cure?!"

Xiao Yan looked at him in surprise.

He, the director of the design department of a clothing company, can treat diseases?
joke!

What's more...

Father's illness cannot be cured at all.

"Director, did you make a mistake, you said...to cure a disease?" Xiao Yan said nastily.

"Rheumatism or rheumatoid?" Lin Yu asked.

Gah!
This time, both father and daughter were stunned.

Being able to become the director of the design department must be a designer in itself, and as a fashion designer... just seeing his father, he immediately revealed his illness, what does that mean?
"You... really know how to cure diseases?" Xiao Yan's eyes widened.

"I understand a little." Lin Yu nodded.

He has never been willing to help others, but he always upholds a principle, that is, never owes favors.

If you owe it, you have to pay it back!

Since Xiao Yan is going to get the news of the Rubik's Cube text, it is tantamount to owe her a favor, so helping her father to cure his illness is the way to repay the favor—in this way, it will be considered that there is no debt.

Xiao Yan's face became gloomy, and he shook his head and said, "Director, let's forget it."

"Mr. Director, I am sorry for your trouble."

Xiao Chengwu looked respectful, and also sighed sadly: "Even if you really know medical skills, my illness... can't be cured."

"Why?" Lin Yu asked.

"I have seen countless doctors, and I have seen my whole family..."

There was endless regret in Xiao Chengwu's eyes, and he said: "At the beginning, it was because I had hope and thought that as long as the disease was cured, I could continue to make money. As a result... a good family has become what it is now. .”

Wife ran away.

The deposit was spent.

The house is also sold.

It even hurt his daughter. In addition to paying the rent, his monthly salary is to sell him maintenance drugs.

"You don't really care about your father." Lin Yu glanced at Xiao Yan.

"You..." Xiao Yan became angry.

"Mr. Director, please don't say that. Yanyan has to go to work every day, and she has to do laundry and cooking for me. If it wasn't for her... I'm sorry for my daughter, it's me..."

"If you really care about him, you should have heard that there is someone in Jinling who can cure your father's illness."

"Can someone cure my dad?"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "Director, are you serious?! It's not that I don't care about Dad, but that I have seen countless doctors, and everyone said... Rheumatoid arthritis is a disease of the whole body. The world's medical problems cannot be cured at all!"

"There is no disease, and it is absolutely incurable." Lin Yu smiled.

"The doctor you mentioned..."

"I."

Lin Yu slowly took out his work card from his pocket and handed it to her.

Looking at the work card, Xiao Yan didn't recover for a while, her eyes were already dull.

Provincial No.1 civilian hospital.

Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Accupuncture.

Lin Yu!

He... Isn't he a costume designer?

Why did you become a doctor again?

Xiao Yan suddenly felt a sense of dislocation in time and space.

"Don't believe it yet?"

While Lin Yu took out the silver needle, he said lightly: "You can search for relevant information on the Internet."

Xiao Yan regained her senses, quickly took out her mobile phone to open the webpage, and entered keywords such as Provincial First Hospital, Lin Yu, etc., and as a large number of posts came into view, she was completely stunned.

the other side.

While Xiao Chengwu was in a daze, Lin Yu had already lifted the quilt.

"Xiao Yan, go out for a while." He undressed Xiao Chengwu.

"Mr. Director..." Xiao Chengwu's voice trembled.

"Even if it can't be cured, can it be worse than now?" Lin Yu asked.

Gah!
Xiao Chengwu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

Rheumatoid arthritis.

Regardless of modern western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, it is considered incurable, and usually only conservative treatment can be performed.

To put it bluntly, it is to delay the progression of the disease.

but!

For Lin Yu, this disease is really not difficult, not even a difficult disease.

After Xiao Yan left the bedroom, Xiao Chengwu's clothes were stripped off.

Luck the needle with Qi!

laugh……

After the infuriating energy was injected, the silver needle made a hissing sound, and the tip of the needle was trembling rapidly.

call out!
call out!
call out!
Then, one silver needle after another pierced.

The first step is anti-inflammation.

The second step is to dispel the dampness.

The third step is to correct the joints.

After changing to the stage of martial arts, although it can be completely cured, it needs several times of acupuncture—the joints deformed by rheumatic erosion cannot be corrected at one time.

but!

For Lin Yu, who has reached the Xuan Dao today, the correction has become extremely simple.

Just under two 10 minutes later.

Lin Yu quickly pulled out the silver needle, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and said: "Mr. Xiao, put on your clothes, I will wait for you in the living room."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out...