Chapter 815, Jiabao is saved!

In the past, every time Qin Luo helped Jiabao with acupuncture, Su Zi would take a towel to help him wipe the sweat on his forehead.

However, I didn't expect that this scene was seen by Jiabao. Today, I also followed suit and helped Qin Luo wipe his sweat like a young wife.

Qin Luo reached out to take the towel, pulled Jiabao, who was doing the job seriously, and sat down in his arms. He stroked the white hair on her head, and said with a smile: "Why are you so well-behaved? If you do this, if I can't cure you, I will become a sinner."

Jiabao obviously couldn't understand what Qin Luo was saying, but just looked at her with a blank look with big blue eyes.

"Oh." Qin Luo sighed. He thought to himself that he still had to find a way to rush through this difficulty.

"What are you doing?" A woman suddenly appeared at the door and shouted at Qin Luo.

The woman was wearing a white pleated skirt, her long golden hair was softly spread on her shoulders, and a black top hat was buttoned on her head.

Wearing a black thick-framed glasses on the nose beam adds some ladylike atmosphere to her and adds a sense of fashion to her simple clothes.

Qin Luo met her when she was called by Queen Madley to ask about Jiabao's identity and revealed the incident and knew that she was an important member of the Swedish royal family.

But, what is she doing?

He can even speak Chinese. Although the sound sounds a bit weird, the basic tone can still be heard clearly.

No wonder Philip just said that many people in their family are Huaxiatong, and he has met one of them now.

Bashana looked at Jiabao who was snuggling in Qin Luo's arms and said with a sneer: "It turns out that the things reported by the media are true. As expected, you two have lived together long ago - are you going to call the child born Qin Baobao?"

"Who are you?" Qin Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman who inexplicably broke in and spoke inexplicably sarcasticly.

He could see that this woman was here to find fault.

"I am her sister." Bashana pointed at Jiabao and said. "I'm here to visit my sister. Is there any problem?"

"If you are visiting Jiabao, I welcome you. Jiabao does need the care of his family - but if you are unreasonable, please leave now. Jiabao doesn't understand what you are saying, and I'm not interested in listening."

"Do you dare to talk to me like this?" Bashana said angrily. "Don't you know where you live now? You don't think that the name of this house is Huaxia Palace, so you can live here for granted, right?"

Qin Luo was right, Bashana was here to find trouble to relieve her anger.

Originally, she was a princess in the Swedish royal family, and since Jiabao appeared, all her popularity has been stolen.

What is even more infuriating is that she just read a newspaper and it actually speculated that Jiabao's disease was a familial genetic disease of the Swedish royal family. It also said that this disease was inherited from generation to generation, and there would be a patient like Jiabao in each generation. However, they were not as lucky as Jiabao, but they died soon or were hidden by the Swedish royal family.

How could Bashana, who had always been proud of her royal princess and noble blood, endure such insults? When her head was hot, she didn't know what she thought, she ran to the Huaxia Palace where Qin Luo and the others lived.

The palace guards at the door knew the princess and let her in without any obstruction. She broke in directly, then went to the first side room on the east side of the main hall, and saw Qin Luo's Jiabao snuggling together.

So, the beginning sentence came into being.

"I didn't take it for granted." Qin Luo looked at the obviously spoiled woman in front of him and said: "I was invited by Queen Ridley and Prince Philip to treat Jiabao, and I was also invited by them to live in the Chinese Palace. I am their guest. Do you have any objections to their arrangement?"

Bashana soon knew that this man was not a fuel-efficient lamp. After she could not get any benefits on this topic, she immediately moved to the battlefield, looked at Jiabao in Qin Luo's arms, and said, "I'm so curious, what do you love her?"

Qin Luo narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to know?"

"If it's some beautiful lies - then there's no need to say it." Bashana said with a smile: "I've studied the Chinese nation and know that you like lying very much."

"I like her innocence, kindness, purity and beauty." Qin Luo said with a smile. "Every word is true."

"You said she was beautiful?" Basana burst into laughter. She pointed to Jiabao's white hair and nearly transparent skin and said, "Do you think these are beautiful? Don't you think she is like a terrifying monster?"

"You're more like an animal than her. Have you ever seen circus monkeys? They act like you - and, most importantly, she won't be as incontinent as you do."

"What did you say? Do you dare to say that I am incontinent?"

"Isn't it?" Qin Luo glanced at her abdomen covered by her skirt, and asked back.

"You - of course not." Basana retorted in panic.

"How could he know that he has this hidden disease?"

Yes, Basana does have problems with incontinence.

She was having mild urinary incontinence when she was laughing, coughing, sneezing, angry or exercising.

Bashana had long discovered that she had such a problem, but she always felt that it had no effect on her body, and she didn't want to tell her personal doctor about such a thing, so she kept dragging her without treatment.

But unexpectedly, the man she met today saw her problem at a glance.

Qin Luo saw her bluff and said with a smile: "If it were you, I would immediately go to a doctor for treatment."

Bashana's expression was gloomy and she finally turned around and ran away in panic.

"This man is a devil." She thought to herself.

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"You mean, all the energy disappeared when it entered the cracks?" Su Zi asked with a light brow condensed.

"Yes." Qin Luo nodded affirmatively. "I tried several times, and the result was like this every time. What's even more strange is that when I guide the airflow to attack the small black dots, the airflow is inexhaustible and will not make people feel tired. When I tried to smooth these cracks, I felt exhausted after holding on for a while, as if I had consumed a lot of strength."

Su Zi smiled and said, "This is the first time we have encountered this stubborn disease. We have never even heard of it before - all treatment methods are self-exploration methods."

"Yes. So there is always a feeling of nowhere to start." Qin Luo said helplessly.

"This is an inevitable stage of transition from a doctor to a famous doctor. Is there a doctor who has left a great reputation in history that has not created something unique to him?" Su Zi comforted.

"I understand this." Qin Luo said. He glanced at Jiabao, who was squatting in the middle of the living room and playing games with the black cat, and said, "I will feel guilty one day later when I cure her."

"Public opinion is a double-edged sword. When hyping traditional Chinese medicine, it also brings you huge pressure." Su Zi said understandingly. "But I believe you can succeed."

Su Zi looked at Jiabao and said with a smile: "You will treat her now, and I will help her take her pulse. See if she can find any problems."

"Okay." Qin Luo nodded and said.

"Jiabao, come here." Qin Luo waved to Jiabao.

Jiabao glanced at Qin Luo, then ran over with a smile.

"Sit down." Qin Luo put Jiabao on the chair and sat down, then took out the silver needle for disinfection.

When Qin Luo's silver needle entered his body and the realm of entering the divine appeared again, and when he led the airflow in his body to smooth out the cracks in her brain, Su Zi also grabbed Jiabao's wrist pulse string on the other side.

Jiabao did not resist this time. After a period of time, she also had a certain degree of affection for Su Zi.

At the beginning, Su Zi didn't notice anything unusual.

When she opened her eyes and looked at Su Zi's face, her expression suddenly became weird.

Because she discovered that when Qin Luo kept passing his Yuanyang energy into Jiabao's body, the color of the meridians on her face would fade and would not be as clearly as before.

Her eyes moved down and she found that the arms on her hands became blurry, but not as obvious as on her face.

After Qin Luo received the needle, Su Zi looked at him with a smile and said, "I know what the problem is."

"Where did it come out?" Qin Luo asked excitedly.

"When you used the needle just now, when you introduced vital energy into Jiabao's body, her meridians would be blurred and would not be as congested as it is now. When you stopped using the needle, her meridians would return to their original state."

"Weakness in the air?" Qin Luo suddenly thought of the key to the problem.

"Yes. The qi is weak. The liver produces tendons, and the tendons produce the heart. The heart produces blood, and blood produces the spleen. The spleen produces flesh, and the flesh produces lungs. The lungs produce skin and fur, and the fur produces kidneys. The blood contains essence, and the essence produces vital energy. The lungs produce fur, and the white skin and white skin prove that there is a problem with the heart and lungs at the same time." Su Zi said with a smile.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes "adapting to the disease and prescribing the right medicine". As long as the root cause of the problem is found, it is easy to solve the problem.

"Maybe there is a brain," Qin Luo said.

"Fortunately, she met you." Su Zi sighed.

Qin Luo held Jiabao's hand and said with a smile: "Jiabao is saved."
Chapter completed!