I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

There is also acupuncture. Previously, when Mr. Liu was here, he had treated her with acupuncture for headaches, but that was many years ago. Since his death, there has been no real acupuncture master in Changling.

This Lady Luo is Liu Langzhong's disciple, and she really lives up to her master's reputation. Whether it is identifying acupoints or techniques, she is precise and expert. There is no pain at all when inserting the needle, and there is no soreness, numbness, swelling, etc. when twisting. The feelings are very obvious. Within a dozen breaths, his chest completely returned to normal, just like a normal person.

Luo Qianhuai is not like an ordinary little lady, she beams with joy when she is praised. On the contrary, she behaved as calmly and calmly as before, quite a bit unfazed.

This appearance fell in the eyes of Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Lian, but they unconsciously looked at her higher.

"Ms. Luo, how is my mother's health?" Zhou Lian asked, his tone and demeanor completely different from before.

"The chest paralysis that the old lady just suffered from seems to be an accidental attack when she was frightened and angry. In fact, it is not a cold day. It needs to be diagnosed and treated properly." Luo Qianhuai said in a soothing tone. Speech is calm and easy to accept.

At first glance, this old lady looks pampered all year round, and her figure is also quite handsome. At first glance, she looks like a person who is willing to take care of her. It is not surprising that she suffers from coronary heart disease and angina pectoris.

"Then I'll trouble Madam Luo." Zhou Lian solemnly saluted her with clasped fists.

Ever since Mrs. Zhou exhaled and spoke, Qin Sang had been stunned on the spot, with a dull expression and dull eyes.

He never imagined that Mrs. Zhou would get better so easily. Of course, this cannot be the fault of Mrs. Luo. It's just that the lucky person has her own destiny, but she has taken such a big advantage for nothing.

If he had known this, he might as well have taken action first, so that he could have the good job of recuperating Mrs. Zhou's health in his own hands.

This kind of work of diagnosing Ping An pulse and prescribing Ping Ping prescriptions has no risks and can safely prescribe various precious medicinal materials. It is the safest way to make money. Who would not be jealous?

Just like how much benefit Gao Liang had gotten every year from treating Zhou Xiaolangjun in recent years, he had already heard about it secretly.

I originally thought that after he was ruined, he would be able to take up this position - which was also the original intention of his willingness to come for a consultation today - who would have thought that Madam Luo would appear out of thin air, completely unreasonable, the key is luck. Ridiculously good.

At this moment, Qin Sang couldn't control the sourness in her heart, and said loudly: "Old Mrs. Zhou is a good person, and she is able to turn the crisis into safety. It is really gratifying."

He calmly wiped out all of Luo Qianhuai's saving efforts, secretly insinuating that she was greedy for the heavenly merits. Seeing that Luo Qianhuai, like others, had no intention of refuting him, he couldn't help but twitch his beard and chuckle:

"It's just that she had a rare moment of worry. Now that it has been resolved, she probably won't do it again for a long time. Madam Luo just said that she needs long-term treatment. Did you listen to some of the threats?"

Luo Qianhuai also sighed. She didn't expect that there would be someone named Qin Sang in the Apricot Forest of Dayu, who would always delay her in treating patients. He was even worse than Gao Liang.

"Old Mrs. Zhou's illness is indeed not an emergency. The top priority right now is..."

As soon as she said this, a man suddenly stumbled in through the outer door. He smelled of alcohol all over his body. In front of everyone, he jumped straight to the bed, took Zhou Xiaolangjun's hand and shouted loudly. cry.

"Immortal, it's no use being a father. I can't protect your mother, and I can't save you!" He communicated with tears: "As a father, I promise you that as long as you are willing to wake up, I will definitely change my mind and never touch you again. Wine, I’ll be with you at home every day, okay?”

Zhou Xiaolangjun was still in a high fever and coma, so it was naturally impossible to give him any response.

Seeing this, the man slowly fell down, knelt down in front of the couch, and murmured: "Chang Sheng, you must get better, you can't just abandon me as a father!"

Mrs. Zhou had just recovered, and she said in a sad voice: "Brother Hong, we can't keep your eternal life, you have to be more open-minded."

Mrs. Zhou wiped her tears repeatedly and walked over to pat him on the shoulder: "Since Rong Niang passed away, you have been unable to get out. You are drunk every day and you have not taken care of Changsheng... .Now that I think about it, it’s not bad. At least now, I won’t drown too deeply.”

Zhou Hong raised his head and looked at Mrs. Zhou, with frighteningly red eyes: "He was born to Rong Niang through her own efforts, and he is my only son. How could I not fall in love with him... It's just that when I see him, I can't help but think of Rong Niang, no?" I dare to see more, but I can’t bear to see more..." He cried out in a dull voice. Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou also cried with him. Even the head of the family, Zhou Lian, had circles under his eyes. Also flushed red.

Two of the three doctors who were ignored by the group also sighed. Among them, Zhao Fu thought of his little granddaughter who died not long ago and couldn't help wiping away tears.

Luo Qianhuai paid attention to Zhou Xiaolang's expression and couldn't wait any longer.

"Can you please give in and let me diagnose and treat him first? If it really can't be cured, it's not too late for you to cry."

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes, sad, tearful, and disbelieving, all fell on her face.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou Lian and Mrs. Zhou suddenly remembered that it was the two doctors Qin and Zhao who said Mr. Zhou Xiaolang was hopeless. As for Ms. Luo, she had never said this.

Just like those two people also said that Mrs. Zhou's chest pain was incurable, but it happened to be cured by Mrs. Luo.

As for what Doctor Qin said later about the sour water, no one took it to heart. Not to mention officials like Zhou Lian who are used to seeing all kinds of officialdom, even Mrs. Zhou who often lives in the inner house can also see through his little thoughts, not to mention Mrs. Zhou who has personally experienced Luo Qianhuai's diagnosis and treatment. Jun.

So when she said these words now, the weight was much heavier than before. It immediately stopped the tears of the three people, and made their eyes and hearts filled with the slightest expectation.

Only Zhou Hong was still a little confused. He had drunk a lot of wine, but when he saw a woman as beautiful as the Gushe Fairy, walked straight to the couch and snatched Chang Sheng's little hand from his, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "Who are you? What to do?”

This time, before Luo Qianhuai said anything, Mrs. Zhou and the nanny stepped forward together, one of them lifted him up and dragged him off the bed.

"Mom?" He was confused and struggled to find Changsheng, but was slapped unceremoniously by Zhou Lian.

"If you really want to live a long life, just stay here and don't delay Mrs. Luo's diagnosis and treatment!" He said sternly.

"Ms. Luo?" Zhou Hong was drunk every day and had never heard of Luo Qianhuai's deeds: "She is a doctor? Can she cure me of immortality?"

Luo Qianhuai checked Zhou Xiaolangjun's pulse and saw that the pulse was slow and slow, the tongue was light red, and the coating was thin and yellow. It was not incurable yet, and he was secretly relieved in his heart.

"I'll do my best," she said.