The proud master of the female president

"Xingyue, how do you feel?" Lin Yu asked softly while giving the needle.

"It hurts, and...it feels a little itchy."

Han Xingyue frowned, this feeling was uncomfortable: "It's getting more and more itchy, I... If this continues, I may not be able to bear it—more uncomfortable than pain."

The itching is unbearable!

Itching on the skin is often unbearable, but at least you can scratch it with your hands, right?
Her current itching came from the inside of her spine.

The kind of itch that can't be scratched!
itch?
Hearing what she said, Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just right to itch."

"I can't take it anymore, it's getting more and more itchy... what should I do?" Han Xingyue's body was writhing, itching deeply.

"itch?"

The old lady's face changed suddenly, and she looked at Lin Yu in shock: "Could it be..."

"It's the same as you think." Lin Yu smiled brightly.

"Acupuncture...can really cure bone marrow failure syndrome?!" She fell into a state of dementia.

This is completely beyond her cognition!

"Auntie, what did you say?" Han Xingyue, who was extremely itchy, couldn't help being shocked when she heard these words.

"girl!"

The old lady came back to her senses and said excitedly, "The wound will itch when it heals. The atrophied bone marrow has grown at an alarming rate in a short period of time, so of course it will itch—your disease is getting better!"

Gah!
Hearing this, Han Xingyue was stunned, as if she had forgotten the itch...

after an hour.

The silver needles were pulled out one after another, and Lin Yu shouted outside the ward: "Everyone can come in."

At the same time, he pulled up the quilt and covered it tightly, wrapping Han Xingyue tightly.

"How?!" Han Chen rushed in first.

"Brother, I..."

Han Xingyue was very excited: "I seem to have strength in my body, and my spirit is much better than before!"

"Great!" Han Chen was overjoyed.

"Old woman..."

The old man hurried to his wife.

"Using Qi to move the needle... The technique of shaking the needle..." The old lady looked at Lin Yu blankly, and said to the old man in a daze.

"really?!"

The old man danced happily.

"Han Chen, Xingyue can be discharged from the hospital."

Lin Yu smiled slightly and explained: "It takes time for the bone marrow to recover. In the next period, acupuncture and moxibustion will be done every three days, and it will take about... half a month to recover."

"Mr. Lin, I...I..."

suddenly!

Not knowing how to express his gratitude, Han Chen knelt down towards Lin Yu with his knees softened.

Lin Yu had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly supported him: "This is what I am willing to do, and I don't need anyone to thank me."

"This……"

"How about this!"

Lin Yu smiled, and said: "You go through the discharge procedures, and I will take Xingyue out for a walk-call me when you are done."

"it is good!"

Han Chen nodded hurriedly.

In a short period of time, he discovered too many things, especially his sister's condition improved, which made him completely trust Lin Yu.

Han Xingyue still needs to change clothes.

Several people temporarily walked out of the ward.

"Little friend!"

The old couple calmed down, and the old man held Lin Yu's hand tightly: "Old man Zhao Qiankun, the former director of the Provincial No. 1 People's Hospital, is currently rehired by the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Can you...promise me one thing?"

As for the identity of the old man, Lin Yu had already guessed from Liu Changfeng's previous address.

He had a good impression of the old man.

He is obviously retired, but he is still concentrating on studying medicine with his wife.

The essential……

If it weren't for Zhao Qiankun, Liu Changfeng rushed in with security guards, it would have been more or less troublesome.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yu asked.

"Can you come to work in our hospital?" Zhao Qiankun's face was full of eagerness.

"what?!"

Lin Yu was taken aback.

Be a doctor?
He's a killer, right?
In the past, his job was to kill people, but now he is doing the job of saving people?
Two days ago, if Zhao Qiankun asked him to be a doctor, he might really agree to it. After all, he was short of money at that time—he wanted to find a job.

But now...

With more than 4000 million funds in hand, he is not short of money.

"Old Zhao, I'm really sorry."

He helped him before, but he didn't want to be too direct: "I do know a little about acupuncture, but I'm really not a doctor, and I don't have a medical qualification certificate, so..."

"I'll find a solution for the qualification certificate, how about it?" Zhao Qiankun didn't give up.

"Then what... I have a job."

He can only find excuses again.

"rest assured!"

Zhao Qiankun put on a stalking posture: "We are similar to special appointments. You don't have to come according to the hospital's working hours. You can go to the clinic three or two times a week. Really not... once a week is fine!"

Lin Yu has one head and two big ones.

He really didn't want to be a doctor, and he never wanted to help strangers.

however……

He doesn't like to owe favors either!

Zhao Qiankun trusted him unconditionally, took the risk to guarantee him a ticket, and sent Liu Changfeng away by the way. Is this kind of favor?
Seeing that I make any excuse, the other party will find a way to solve it.

He knew...no way!
"How about this."

Lin Yu thought for a while, and said: "First of all, you are responsible for obtaining the medical qualification certificate. Secondly, I can only promise that on average, I will come to the clinic at least one day a week, and there is no way to fix the time. If you don't agree, forget it."

"no problem!"

Zhao Qiankun was as happy as a child, and hurriedly pulled him and said, "That's it! You give me your ID first..."

the other side.

Han Xingyue changed her clothes, washed up briefly, and came out of the ward.

Seeing that his younger sister looked much better, Han Chen hurried to get discharged from the hospital.

"Mr. Lin, where are we... going?" Han Xingyue asked.

"Han Chen has to go through the formalities, let's chat casually?"

A few minutes later, the two left the inpatient department.

"Mr. Lin, thank you..." She pursed her lips.

"Need not."

Lin Yu quickly waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't be polite to me in the future, what do you want to say, what do you want to do, and don't say thank you anymore. Besides... can you stop calling Mr. Lin?"

"Then what are you calling?" Han Xingyue was taken aback.

"Call Brother Lin, can you?"

"Ok!"

Han Xingyue smiled happily.

As he recovered from a serious illness and was cured by Lin Yu again, the previous bad impression has long been forgotten.

suddenly!

Han Xingyue froze in her footsteps and looked at the person walking towards her.

It was an old man in his 40s, accompanied by a beautiful girl.

"Brother Song, what if she doesn't agree to terminate the contract?" the beautiful girl asked.

"It's her turn to disagree?"

Song Dahe snorted coldly, and said: "It's already mentioned in the contract, this is called force majeure... Xingyue?!"

Before he finished speaking, as the distance between the two sides increased, he saw Han Xingyue walking towards him.

"This is you?" Song Dahe looked her up and down.

"Brother Song." She clenched her teeth.

She heard the conversation just now, but she could only pretend that she didn't hear anything.

no way……

Song Dahe is her manager.

That's not the point!
The point is that in the entertainment industry, the master-slave relationship between stars and managers has never been static.