Chapter 45 Backfire?

The reason for wanting to cure Zhang Xin's insomnia was Ai Rushan.

Insomnia is a normal thing without moisturizing for a long time.

However, it is even more difficult to make up for Ai Rushan's shortcomings.

Avril Lavigne sat on Wu Di's lap, her little face suddenly turned red.

The little head was pressed against Wu Di's chest, motionless.

"Little girl, are you satisfied!"

Wu Di whispered in her ear.

Suddenly, he felt his side sinking, and Du Yang actually sat down.

And the distance between the two is better than nothing.

Wu Di glanced at her, and their eyes met for an instant.

Du Yang's eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

Wu Di glanced at her feet, the big toe was red and swollen, and the toe cap seemed to be split.

"hiss……"

At this moment, Dewey took a deep breath, and all eyes were on him.

Ai Rushan stood up immediately, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Xin'er? Is there a problem?"

"I don't see it, it's normal, the pulse is stable, but a little tired."

Dewey shook his head, sat on the sofa, thinking.

He looked at Wu Di and asked tentatively, "Wu Xiaoyou, do you know?"

"Cough cough."

Wu Di glanced at Avril Lavigne, feeling a bit embarrassed and unwilling to speak.

This chick is good at everything.

It's just too sticky, and sticky to death.

Avril bowed her head, neither daring to speak, not daring to move, not daring to leave.

"Little friend, you are very good at acupuncture and moxibustion, can you spot any problems?"

Dewey looked at Avril Lavigne, a little confused.

Wu Di didn't seal his mouth again, why didn't he speak!

"Chick, pinch me and divert your attention."

"Pinch you?"

Avril pouted her lips and pinched Wu Di's waist.

superficial.

Wu Di rolled his eyes, he raised his big hand and dropped it on Du Yang's lap.

In an instant, her eyes straightened.

Avril picked up a large piece of flesh around Wu Di's waist with her small hands, and twisted it fiercely.

"Ow..."

There was a sound like killing a pig, and Wu Di's body shook violently.

Avril pouted her mouth and sat aside angrily, ignoring him.

The bad guys eat what's in the bowl and look at what's in the pot.

Hate.

Du Yang stared, the warmth on his thigh lingered in his heart, unable to recede.

The pain came and slowly dissipated.

Wu Di was completely calm.

He stood up and sat beside Zhang Xin.

He picked up her other hand, put it on the coffee table, and stroked her wrist.

Everyone's eyes moved with Wu Di's movement.

Ai Rushan had a question in his mind.

Why, he still sees a doctor?

Avril Lavigne also opened her eyes pitifully, a little confused.

Du Yang gritted his teeth, feeling both strange and annoyed.

"Little friend, how do you feel?"

"Very soft..."

Wu Di subconsciously made a sound, and he was stunned instantly.

Dewey also looked embarrassed, not knowing how to answer.

Avril Lavigne looked at her father weakly.

Seeing that his anger was burning, he almost broke out on the spot.

"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that the pulse is quite soft and there is nothing wrong with it."

Wu Di wiped off his cold sweat, half-spoken, killing people.

Ai Rushan breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that his son-in-law had wrong views and evil intentions!
"That's right, the pulse condition is normal, but why do you have insomnia?"

Dewey muttered, extremely puzzled in his heart.

He has practiced medicine for so many years, and has never encountered such a problem.

"Mother-in-law, ask a question."

"You ask."

"When was the last time you acted?"

"Wu Di, I will fight with you."

Ai Rushan didn't lose his temper.

Avril immediately exploded, she rushed up like crazy, threw him to the ground, and rode on him.

Wu Di's hands were bound and raised above his head, his whole body was covered.

It turns out that Avril Lavigne has this hobby.

understand, understand.

"Little girl, there are still people watching! Be good."

"you……"

Avril's nose turned red, she stood up angrily, and sat back on the sofa.

Wu Di got up, patted his clothes, and looked at Zhang Xin: "Mother-in-law, answer!"

In an instant, Zhang Xin's face also turned red.

She was a little dazed, glanced at Ai Rushan, and said nonchalantly, "Half a year ago."

"It's not your problem."

"It's not your problem."

Wu Di and Dewey spoke together and looked at Ai Rushan in unison.

Wu Di had already expected it in his heart, and the pulse was just to confirm the guess.

Facts have proved that his reading, listening and asking questions are quite accurate.

Ai Rushan was a little scared by the two people: "Is there any problem with me?"

"Hey, forget it, I'll tell you directly! She's just been shelved, you have nothing to use, just be fine."

"Wu Di, do you want to die?"

Avril Lavigne stared, as if she wanted to eat Wu Di clean.

She clenched her fists tightly, the prehistoric power in her body could no longer bear it.

Wu Di grabbed her little hand and hugged her.

In an instant, her body softened, and she had no strength to resist.

"This is a necessary process for treatment, don't worry."

"Hmph, I forgive you!"

Avril Lavigne vented, like a weak kitten.

Wu Di walked up to Ai Rushan and took a look at him.

"Silver needle."

"I'm coming."

Dewey immediately opened the small bag and handed over a silver needle.

"Two."

"Two?"

Puzzled, Dewey handed over another one.

He was surprised, shouldn't the needles be applied one by one?
What does two mean?
Wu Di wiped the silver needle with his fingers, and a sharpness flashed in his eyes.

His wrist shook.

Whoosh.

Two silver needles were stably stabbed side by side on Ai Rushan's lower abdomen.

In an instant, his face turned red, and Ai Rushan's whole body was flowing with heat along his bones.

Especially the waist keel seemed to explode.

"and many more……"

Ai Rushan raised a hand, he felt obvious changes in his body, and his face instantly beamed with joy.

Before he could pull out the silver needle, he rushed into the bathroom.

Backfire?

A word popped into Dewey's mind.

Isn't this the acupuncture technique in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic?

Someone will.

Dewey looked at Wu Di, his eyes instantly became hot, extremely excited.

Wu Di looked at Zhang Xin, smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, you can enjoy it! Everything is settled."

Swish.

Zhang Xin blushed.

Avril rolled her eyes straight, Wu Di was running the train with her mouth full, why didn't she notice it before?
After a while, Ai Rushan came out of the toilet, refreshed and full of eyes.

Wu Di pulled out the silver needle on his lower abdomen and handed it to Dewey.

"Wu Xiaoyou, look at Yanger, she also has some health problems."

"Du Yang?"

Wu Di turned his gaze to look at Du Yang up and down.

A pretty girl, fat where it should be, and skinny where it should be thin, not bad at all.

The only fly in the ointment is that her legs and jeans are too tight.

"What are you looking at?"

Du Yang put his legs together slightly, his face hardened.

"Stretch out your hand, signal your pulse."

"Humph."

Du Yang stretched out his arm reluctantly, and placed it on the coffee table.

Wu Di pressed his fingers upwards with great force, and the nail prints were highlighted.

Du Yang snorted softly, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to hold back.

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