Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Not long after, the two arrived at the suburban villa where Qi Shan lived and walked into the hall one after the other.

Just like last time, the hall was still dark, but the pungent smell of wormwood from the last time was gone.

"It seems that your grandpa is better behaved than you. There is finally no bad smell in the room this time."

There was no one around, so Jiang Xiaochuan was idle and bored, so he simply teased Qi Xue.

"You said my grandpa is good?"

She really couldn't associate the word "good" with her grandfather, it was too inconsistent.

Qi Xue smiled strangely, "If my grandfather knew this, he would have to find someone to kill you."

After saying that, Qi Xue opened her two slender fingers and made a gesture.

Jiang Xiaochuan didn't care about this. He chuckled and said, "Such small scissors can't do anything to me, at least they need to be this big."

He made an exaggerated arc with his hand.

"Go to hell with you."

Qi Xue blushed and pushed Jiang Xiaochuan.

Just as the two were playing around, a burst of hearty laughter sounded, "Little brother, you are fine."

Jiang Xiaochuan looked up and saw Qi Shan appearing in the hall being pushed by the nanny.

"Mr. Qi, your complexion looks much better."

Jiang Xiaochuan stepped forward and said shamelessly.

He was sweating in his heart. He didn't know if he had heard the teasing about his granddaughter just now. Qi Xue's face turned red with shame, and she followed Jiang Xiaochuan with her head lowered, like an obedient kitten.

It was embarrassing, but what Jiang Xiaochuan said was not a compliment. When he saw Qi Shan before, his eyes were sharp, but there was a lifeless feeling about him.

But this time it was different. Qishan's face was more rosy, he spoke calmly and forcefully, and he was much more energetic than before.

"This is all thanks to you, little brother."

Qishan laughed again.

Ever since Zhao Fulong was cured by Jiang Xiaochuan, he often came to chat with him. It could be said that the two of them had the same problem before, but now Zhao Fulong walks in a wind without any sequelae.

This made Qishan feel very good. With Zhao Fulong in front of him, it was only a matter of time before he stood up from the wheelchair. How could he not be happy?

Now that the person who could help him get rid of his heartache was right in front of him, Qi Shan looked at Jiang Xiaochuan with some good intentions.

He pointed at the Wuyishan Dahongpao he had just obtained and shared it with Jiang Xiaochuan, "I got some good tea recently. Let's chat while drinking it?"

Following the direction, Jiang Xiaochuan looked over and saw that the tea soup in the purple sand pottery cup was orange-yellow in color. It also smelled fragrant and refreshing. It was definitely not ordinary.

"Could it be that this is the Dahongpao of Wuyi Mountain?"

Jiang Xiaochuan blurted out.

"Oh? Little brother also studies tea?"

Hearing this, Qi Shan suddenly became interested. He was a tea lover, but Jiang Xiaochuan could smell it from such a long distance. He wanted to take a sip from Jiang Xiaochuan.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head slightly and said, "I have almost never drank tea. This is just a random guess."

A while ago, he saw a piece of news that said the Dahongpao Mother Tree in Wuyi Mountain was guarded by armed police and was worth more than the Welcome Pine in Huangshan Mountain. He still remembered it, so he made this guess.

Qishan nodded, his enthusiasm undiminished, "I brewed this specially for my little brother, please try it?"

Jiang Xiaochuan had this intention. He also wanted to try it out to see what was so special about this big red robe. He nodded and said, "Okay."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Qi Xue pinched him from behind and said angrily: "Okay, okay, go treat my grandpa first."

Ever since Zhao Fulong came to see Qi Shan, Qi Shan seemed to be in a daze and asked her about the progress of road construction every day.

But this guy wants to drink tea first when he comes, which is too unreliable.

After rubbing his waist, Jiang Xiaochuan urged with a bitter face: "Old man, put aside the tea drinkers first, let's treat him first."

The actions of the two of them were all visible to Qishan, and there was more meaning in his calm eyes.

In Qishan's room, all the diagnostic and treatment equipment that Chinese medicine can use are available, neatly stacked on a red sandalwood table.

"Little brother, do you think there's anything missing? I'll get someone ready right away."

When Qi Shan spoke, there was a hint of nervousness in his voice.

Jiang Xiaochuan quickly waved his hand, and the battle was almost overtaking the Chinese medicine shop.

After helping Qi Shan to the bed, Qi Xue walked out honestly. She knew that Qi Shan didn't want anyone to see his legs.

"Little brother, you start."

Qishan was lying on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, the corners of his eyes beating slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan did not hesitate, and placed his hands on the affected area to repair the injured texture.

Although Qi Shan's condition is more serious than Zhao Fulong's, Jiang Xiaochuan has been practicing these days and his techniques are much better than before.

Coupled with the absorption of blood stones, there are faint signs of breakthrough.

This was quite different from the effect when he was treating Zhao Fulong at that time.

Only half an hour later, Jiang Xiaochuan easily pulled out the silver needle stuck in Qishan's affected area.

"Okay, Mr. Qi, your leg is fine now."

Jiang Xiaochuan put the sterilized silver needle into the acupuncture box and reminded Qi Shan.

Opening his eyes, Qi Shan seemed to be in a dream. In fact, he had dreamed many times that his legs were healed, but in the dream he knew it was a lie because his legs had no feeling.

But this time it was different. When Jiang Xiaochuan was treating him, he could clearly feel that his legs were hot and numb. Although the feeling was uncomfortable, Qi Shan remained silent.

Throughout the process, he was enjoying this long-lost pain.

"Little brother, you have given me a chance to live again."

Sitting up, Qi Shan patted Jiang Xiaochuan on the shoulder with some emotion. Now he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan more and more pleasing to his eyes.

"Mr. Qi, you are serious. You have done a great thing for our village. Compared with this, my treatment of your leg is really nothing."

Jiang Xiaochuan responded truthfully.

In his opinion, curing Qishan's leg only made it easier for him, but Qishan's money to repair the road in the village made it easier for a group of people.

Especially children who go to school in the town no longer have to worry about difficult roads when it rains.

While the two were talking, a fierce quarrel suddenly came from outside the door.

Qi Shan's face was stern, and he subconsciously wanted to touch the wheelchair, but Jiang Xiaochuan helped him down.

When he was giving Qishan acupuncture just now, he used spiritual energy to repair all the meridians that Xu You had damaged before.

Therefore, Qishan has no problem walking slowly now.

At Jiang Xiaochuan's signal, Qi Shan stumbled and took two steps. When he reached the door, he slowly adapted to how to walk.

"Snapped!"

The door was unscrewed.

In the hall, Qi Xue and Qi Mei, who were arguing, heard the noise and looked over.