Gong Shao's Ever-changing Sweet Wife

Director Yu quickly guessed Ling Weiwei's approach. Ling Weiwei's reputation is extremely bad now. Even if she makes a comeback, her comeback will be very difficult. Many netizens will definitely boycott her, so she let him put her reputation first wash off.

Only in this way, Ling Weiwei's future journey will be much smoother.

This woman does not pay attention to immediate interests, but takes a very long-term view.

She is really not an easy woman.

"Ling Weiwei, you are really courageous." Director Yu said coldly.

"To each other, I just want justice." Ling Weiwei said lightly, if Director Yu behaved well, what happened today would not have happened.

"Yes, but you have to give me some time to finish promoting the new drama first." Director Yu said.

His eyes rolled quickly, and it was impossible for him to apologize in front of everyone.

This is completely self-inflicted humiliation. If he does this, he won't have to hang out in the entertainment circle, and he won't even be able to return home. Ling Weiwei's request is absolutely impossible.

But he insisted on temporarily agreeing to Ling Weiwei to let her relax her vigilance.

Ling Weiwei was very satisfied: "Director Yu, I know what you are thinking in your heart, get rid of those thoughts, and be a good person in your next life. I don't have any trust in you now, as long as you follow my request Do it, I can let you go for a while, otherwise I will directly hand over the video in the media to reporters, and let you feel the feeling of being scolded by thousands of people, and taste what I experienced before."

When talking about the latter, Ling Weiwei's face became more and more gloomy.

She really hates Director Yu, wishing to destroy Director Yu now, but after she remembered Fu Qingran's words, she endured everything again. What she did was not only revenge, but to let the hatred in her heart After being released, she still wants to let herself stay in the world innocently and live a better life.

"Okay, I promise you everything, but at least you have to give me some time so that I can arrange my PR." Director Yu also agreed very lightly, as if it was a very easy thing to do.

Ling Weiwei was satisfied, she stood up this time and walked outside.

The reporters also lost control at this time, and they couldn't stop them at all. They were so excited that they shouted directly: "What the hell did Ling Weiwei and Director Yu talk about? I thought you two were incompatible? I didn't expect your relationship to look like It turned out to be pretty good."

is not that right?

The two came out one after the other, Ling Weiwei walked in the front first, and Director Yu followed behind.

No matter how fiercely they argued just now, when they came out, their faces had returned to normal expressions, and it was impossible to guess what they had talked about.

Especially Ling Weiwei, she seemed to have a faint smile on her face.

Ling Weiwei smiled and said, "Then what do you think I should have talked to Director Yu about?"

The reporters were even more excited. Since Ling Weiwei asked them, she must be willing to accept the interview. One question after another was thrown at Ling Weiwei, and the reporter who squeezed to the front couldn't wait to ask: "Ling Weiwei, are you and Director Yu right?" Should we quarrel? You have caused Yu Dao so badly, logically speaking, I thought Yu Dao would just drive you away?"

The smile on Ling Weiwei's face deepened, but it was just a sarcastic smile. During this period of time, because of Director Yu's time, her whole life was on the verge of collapse. In the eyes of the reporter, she actually killed Director Yu.

Director Yu's face changed, as if he was afraid that Ling Weiwei would tell bad news when he was excited, and immediately said: "Everyone makes mistakes, we can't keep holding on to this point, anyway, this matter is over. Now, I have forgiven Ling Weiwei, and I hope that netizens on the Internet will stop blaming Ling Weiwei for her fault."

Ling Weiwei glanced at Director Yu with a half-smile, but Director Yu turned his head away.

The reporters suddenly exploded.

Director Yu is simply too kind, he actually took the initiative to forgive Ling Weiwei, this is simply the behavior of the Holy Father!
Ling Weiwei didn't bother Director Yu anymore, she got into the car under the escort of the bodyguards, and left quickly.

Director Yu was the only one left on the scene. How he would deal with the reporter was not under Ling Weiwei's consideration. Anyway, he would give her justice sooner or later.

The promotion of the new drama is very weak.

The first is the problem of the hero Fu Yan, and the second is because of Ling Weiwei's sudden visit.

So everything went to waste.

The popularity of his new drama was driven by Fu Yan at the time, but now Fu Yan is no longer acting. There are a large number of fans who are originally for Fu Yan, and now they have no expectations for his new drama, and the arrival of Ling Weiwei is even more so. Let everyone's focus be on her.

Thinking that Ling Weiwei had something against him, Director Yu's heart beat rapidly.

After the publicity meeting was over, he quickly made a phone call with Xue Yuan, his fingers were trembling.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

Xue Yuan's voice was somewhat dissatisfied: "What's the matter? You've called me frequently recently."

"Boss Xue, something big happened, can you help me with one more thing? Only you can help me now." Director Yu clenched his hands.

"What's the matter?" Xue Yuan said lightly, his eyes had already faded, he felt that Director Yu was very troublesome, and last time he asked him to help because of a young actor.

He is not a relative of Director Yu, why should he wipe his ass.

"It's paid this time. I'll give you the money. Let Ling Weiwei disappear. She really knows too much." Director Yu said in a low voice.

Xue Yuan frowned: "What did you say? Who do you think you are talking to?"

He is not short of money, Director Yu's words seem to mean that he regards him as a third-rate killer organization, which just makes people feel ridiculous.

Director Yu heard that Xue Yuan was unhappy, and his breathing became short of breath. After all, Xue Yuan is his backer now, and he must hug this mountain: "Mr. Xue, I respect you very much. Don't misunderstand me. There is really no other way, that bitch Ling Weiwei got my videos from somewhere, and there are you, Mr. Xue, in those videos."

Director Yu said the latter sentence very quietly, but Xue Yuan heard it clearly, and immediately became furious: "What did you say!"

Director Yu said cautiously, "So we must not let Ling Weiwei threaten us."

This is actually a good thing he did. Xue Yuan also had transactions with them at the beginning. Director Yu himself likes to shoot videos, and he secretly filmed Xue Yuan a few times. To use these things to threaten Xue Yuan.

As a result, I don't know that one day I will be trapped in a cocoon.

......

When Fu Qingran heard that Mr. Jin had arrived, he went out to greet him, only to see a lot of people coming from the company.

Jin Shengnian supported Mr. Jin, his appearance was rather cold, and he exuded a cold temperament, but his tone was quite warm: "Miss Fu, I heard that your medical skills are very good, and you can treat my grandpa Do you want to see the body?"

Mr. Gong actually came too. This is the first time he has come to the headquarters of Qingyu Entertainment Company. The company has been renovated later, it is very bright and atmospheric, and the environment looks very good. He nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, You can help him take a serious look, Lao Jin is my good friend, his physical problems are not very serious, but he has old problems for many years."

Fu Qingran even called someone to come over, of course she would not refuse, she nodded, "Mr. Jin, please sit down first, I will definitely do my best to help you see a doctor."

Mr. Jin sat on the chair according to her request, and cooperated with Fu Qingran throughout the whole process.

Because Mr. Gong told Fu Qingran in advance, Fu Qingran prepared some things here, and it seemed that he really wanted to do it for a while.

She made old man Jin open his mouth wide, looked at the condition of his tongue, and briefly listened to the condition of his heart and lungs, and then began to feel the pulse of old man Jin.

Everyone looked at Fu Qingran's actions and said nothing, but Mr. Gong showed approval on his face.

No one knows Fu Qingran's medical skills better than him. This is how Fu Qingran feels his pulse. Every time he can quickly understand his problem, and then prescribe the right medicine. After he takes the medicine, a course of treatment has a significant effect Effect.

And Gong Wanwan came to see Fu Qingran making a fool of himself. He didn't believe that Fu Qingran was good at medicine. After all, he had been abroad. Even if he heard the rumors about Fu Qingran, he thought it was just the result of everyone's bragging. .

Traditional Chinese medicine requires decades of accumulation. Fu Qingran is so young, but he only knows a little bit.

She thought Mr. Jin was so easy to fool?
Soon, Mr. Jin will find out the clues. At that time, it is also the time when Fu Qingran reveals his secrets.

But a few minutes passed, and Gong Wanwan found that Mr. Jin's remaining air was becoming more and more gentle. When Fu Qingran asked him something, he nodded, as if he had mentioned all his illnesses.

Even after Fu Qingran inspected it, he was able to tell out some of Mr. Jin's usual bad behaviors and habits, which really made people feel extremely weird.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, not only him, but even Jin Shengnian was a little surprised. He had heard of Fu Qingran's medical skills, but seeing how young Fu Qingran was, he always thought it was an upper-class man. It is just the effect of social hype.

Seeing that Fu Qingran had revealed the cause of his grandfather's illness at this moment, he asked curiously, "How do you know that Grandpa likes to eat frozen watermelons in summer?"

Fu Qingran was able to tell about this kind of personal hobby. This is no longer a doctor, but like a fortune teller.

The problem is that Fu Qingran said it verbatim. Mr. Jin just likes to eat watermelon. Every time it comes to summer, he likes to freeze watermelon in the refrigerator, and he basically eats it as a meal every time.

As soon as the old man is old, they will not stop him from just such a hobby, they just satisfy him as much as possible.

Fu Qingran took a look at him and felt that this person looked familiar, but he didn't remember it for a while, so he explained: "I just asked Mr. Jin about his hobbies, and he said that he likes to eat vegetables and fruits very much, but he is too physically fit. It's cold and hot in the body, so I guess it's because he likes to eat watermelon."

"There are too many cold-causing fruits, why don't you guess it's other fruits." Jin Shengnian asked curiously.

His face is handsome and cold, his face is like a knife-cut face with sharp edges and corners. This kind of man is like a flower in the high mountain. I thought it would be difficult to approach, but I didn't expect him to be like a curious baby.

"That's because Yancheng is rich in watermelons, and Yan adults really like this kind of fruit." Fu Qingran said.

She was just guessing in the direction of the public. People in Yancheng have a sweet taste, and even the cuisine is sweet. Many people's favorite fruit is watermelon, so it is normal for Mr. Jin to like watermelon.

Gong Wanwan's face darkened. He was not happy when he saw Jin Shengnian and Mr. Jin's expressions of approval for Fu Qingran.

How could Fu Qingran know these things, Mr. Gong must have told her these things in advance?
He wanted to see Fu Qingran turn over, but he never expected that Mr. Jin was very satisfied with Fu Qingran.

"Your body is too weak. Do you usually sweat a lot if you walk too much? You need to take good care of your body." Fu Qingran said.

Jin Shengnian already trusted Fu Qingran a little at this moment, he didn't look on the sidelines like before, but walked over and said, "Yes, grandpa has many old problems, sometimes he suffers from low back pain and rheumatism. , A rainy day is extremely uncomfortable, a fever and a cold can take a month or two to recover, and I often breathe after walking a few steps."

These problems are common problems of the elderly, Fu Qingran is not surprised at all.

When Jin Shengnian spoke, Fu Qingran nodded, the expression on his face was not flustered at all, giving people a feeling of trustworthiness.

These days, there are many Chinese medicine practitioners, but good ones are hard to find. Jin Shengnian trusts Fu Qingran inexplicably, so he couldn't help telling him all about Mr. Jin's problems.

"I see." Just as Fu Qingran finished speaking, he saw that Mr. Jin's right hand suddenly stopped moving. He immediately straightened his hand, and after about a minute, he retracted it again.

Fu Qingran raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Jin, are you feeling unwell?"

Mr. Jin looked accustomed to it: "It's okay, it's just numb hands. This happens to me every day, and I'm used to it."

Indeed, he got used to it. When he was at his worst, his legs and feet were so numb that he couldn't walk at all, so this state was nothing.

Jin Shengnian said: "Miss Fu, Grandpa suffered from rheumatism during the rainy day, and he was basically unable to walk. Today is a sunny day, and his condition is not bad."

Fu Qingran said: "His blood pressure is high, his spleen and stomach are not good, his body is cold, and his body is hot. These are the reasons for his body."

After listening to these, she basically had a score in her heart.

Mr. Jin's problem is not difficult to cure, that is, it takes time, and his usual living habits are not very good, which is why he has so many problems in his body.

For these problems, there is really no other way except to take care of them slowly.

Western medicine can only force him to suppress the problem, but it can't cure him at all.

Fu Qingran began to write the prescription on the list. At this moment, Mr. Jin frowned, as if feeling very uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Is it rheumatism again?" Jin Shengnian said worriedly.

Rheumatism seems to be a minor illness, but Mr. Jin's rheumatism is very serious. When he is sick, he can't even walk, and his legs are like old cold legs. Whenever this time, Jin Shengnian We are all worried.

Moreover, when Mr. Jin suffered from rheumatism, he would still be in great pain. At first, Jin Shengnian would let him take painkillers, but after a long time, the effect of the medicine has passed.

They also tried a lot of treatment methods, and even invited a special person to massage the legs of Mr. Jin, but because Mr. Jin's illness was too long, his legs were already deformed, so the effect has not been very great.

"You don't have to worry, I'm fine, I'm used to it." Mr. Jin didn't want to make Jin Shengnian worry, so he forced a smile on his face, but his expression was ugly.

Fu Qingran asked: "Mr. Jin, how long have you been suffering from rheumatism and how did you get it?"

Rheumatic disease is actually not difficult to treat, but it is difficult to cure it. This kind of disease does not seem to be very harmful, but it can kill people if it really happens.

Mr. Jin thought for a while, and then said: "When I was very young, I liked going to the fields to play with mud. I liked the most when the sun was shining. The higher the temperature outside, the lower the water temperature in the fields, and I would feel sick all over. Standing inside, my legs would throb and hurt when I slept at night, but I didn't take it seriously when I was young.

When I got older, I found out that I had rheumatism, and it was already very late. But when I was young, I was strong and healthy, and I didn't treat it properly. Later, when I got older, the condition became more and more serious. "

Fu Qingran understood, so the causes of many illnesses are actually minor illnesses, and Mr. Jin's illnesses were all dragged out.

"Mr. Jin, let me do acupuncture for you first." Fu Qingran said.