Cheng Fengsu has already gained a lot, why are you still aggressive and unyielding

She's so hateful

"What you mean is that Yuanxianxian can't accommodate me, and I suggest that Zhou Xiang hurts me, and I still have to think about her everywhere." Cheng Fengsu stood behind Yuan Zhong, pointed to a point, asked the family doctor to record it, and then glanced at Yuan Ce, "Yuan San Shao, how can he repay kindness with kindness?"

Hara Ce was choked and his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he couldn't say anything to refute.

"Also, Yuan San Shao" finished teaching all the acupoints. Cheng Fengsu pulled a disinfectant wipe and wiped his hands slowly. "You have to figure it out that from beginning to end, the original fibers occupy my Cheng Fengsu's position. Instead of me, Cheng Fengsu, I enjoyed the glory and wealth of the Yuan family for twenty-three years. It was she who owe me, not me who owe her."

Cheng Fengsu raised his eyes, put away Yingying's smile, and looked cold, "Yuan Ce, put away your face that I owe you eight million yuan. I don't owe Yuan Xianxian, let alone you."

Yuan Ce looked at Cheng Fengsu, and for a moment, he was shocked by the sudden aura that Cheng Fengsu suddenly exuded.

He was obviously just a little girl who looked at at most in her early twenties, and the momentum bursting out on her body was like his grandfather, like a mountain of Tai, which made him breathless.

His throat was dry, his mouth was stammering, and he couldn't speak.

Cheng Feng was too lazy to talk to such a black and white idiot, and turned his face to the family doctor standing beside her and said, "Look, please press it for the second brother, and I will see if the acupoints and techniques you pressed are correct."

"Yes" the family doctor responded respectfully.

The family doctor pressed Yuan Zhong, and Cheng Fengsu stood aside to correct it.

After the family doctor had fully learned it, the housekeeper also came in and reported, "Sir, Madam, the guest is here."

Yuan Mother stood up excitedly and said, "Hurry up and ask Dr. Yue in."

She had asked Ye Xingbei and knew that Ye Xingbei’s doctor friend was named Yue Yaer.

The butler politely and respectfully brought Yue Yaer into the living room.

Yue Yaer followed her new assistant, Xia Xiaohe.

Yu Yang also followed in, carrying the medical box that Yue Yaer used to treat when he was in court.

"Doctor Yue, please sit down." The father and mother of the original father exchanged warm greetings.

"No need, thank you," Yue Yaer smiled politely and greeted everyone, and directly said to the topic "I'd better take a look at the patient first."

Her eyes fell on Yuan Zhong.

Yuan Zhong smiled and nodded at her, "It's causing trouble for Dr. Yue."

"No trouble, what is the responsibility." Yue Yaer walked to Yuan Zhong, first helped Yuan Zhong take the pulse, then stood up, stood behind Yuan Zhong, and pressed more than a dozen degrees above Yuan Zhong's head.

After she finished pressing, the original mother, who was originally unhappy, asked nervously, "Doctor Yue, can it be cured?"

Yuan's mother's nervous face turned pale, her eyes stared at Yue Ya'er tightly, and her heart was raised to her throat.

Since Yuan Zhong's legs were broken, the Yuan family has not found a hundred or eighty doctors for Yuan Zhong.

Every time a new doctor comes to see Yuan Zhong, she is like this. Her heart is raised to her throat, eager to hear the answers she wants to hear, and afraid to hear the answers she doesn't want to hear.

Hope again and again, disappointment again and again, but she never thought of giving up.

The world is so great that everything is strange.

What if God mercies her and lets her meet a miracle doctor who can cure her son one day
Chapter completed!