Luoyang took a look and saw that it was a text message from the bank, saying that 6.8 million had arrived.
Song Dongming's speed is really fast. He is probably already dealing with Wang Shunli's matters at this moment.
For Song Dongming, this money was just a matter of buying a car or a watch or two, and was nothing at all. As for Wang Shunli, it was just a matter of making one or two phone calls.
Luoyang was not the kind of person who would retaliate for his anger, but when he came here he saw Wang Shunli hating him so much that his teeth itched with hatred. Why didn't he make Wang Shunli hate him even more? Anyway, Wang Shunli couldn't kill him no matter what.
All conditions were met and treatment began in Luoyang.
The treatment for Song Haichang is very simple. The Taichu doctor guided the spiritual power to clear the blocked blood vessels and remove the blood stasis. Once the blood vessels are unblocked and the blood stasis is gone, the sequelae of Song Haichang's stroke will be weakened or even disappear.
The so-called simplicity is actually just Luoyang's own feeling. In the eyes of Sun Shangxiang and Kusama Shiji, all his operations are full of mystery. The two Fuso women are also puzzled. His two fingers are based on
What are the scientific principles for treating an old man who has had a stroke?
Half an hour passed.
Luoyang finished the treatment, with beads of sweat hanging on his forehead.
Although the treatment method is simple, the workload is not simple at all. Since he became an ancestral witch, this is the first time that he has treated a patient's spiritual energy for more than half an hour. Fortunately, the blood stasis in Song Haichang's brain has been solved.
They have all dispersed, and all the blocked blood vessels have become unblocked.
Luoyang reached for a tissue on the bedside table and prepared to wipe the sweat on his forehead. But before he could take out the tissue, a catkin held a handkerchief and stretched it to his forehead.
The handkerchief is Sun Shangxiang's handkerchief, and the catkin is also Sun Shangxiang's catkin.
"Luoyang Sang, thank you for your hard work." Sun Shangxiang's voice was as gentle as water.
Luoyang swallowed the kind words he was about to say. Didn't the nurse also wipe the doctor's sweat in the operating room? There was no need to go online. Besides, people came to wipe his sweat out of kindness, so he couldn't be inhumane.
Let people go away?
Song Haichang looked at Luoyang with complicated eyes and his lips trembled, but no sound came out.
He originally wanted to say a word of thanks, but he thought that he was so angry with this boy that he couldn't express his gratitude. What's more, this boy didn't treat him in vain, and he received millions from the Song family.
Na! The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Sun Shangxiang wiped Luoyang's face with a handkerchief.
Luoyang couldn't hold himself steady now, and said shyly: "Miss Sun, no need, I'll do it."
"Don't move." Sun Shangxiang said.
Luoyang was stunned for a moment, but that's when Sun Shangxiang's hand holding a handkerchief reached out to his neck, wiping it while talking to him.
"There are beads of sweat here too."
There are also beads of sweat in the area most of the time. Do you want to wipe it too?
Luoyang would definitely not dare to say this.
"Hmm!" Song Haichang coughed dryly. Sun Shangxiang's operation made him, an old man, feel embarrassed. He didn't know how many times he had called Luoyang a scumbag.
Sun Shangxiang retracted his hand and bowed slightly to Luoyang.
Luoyang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, she was really too gentle and caring.
"Do you think I am air?" Song Haichang's tone was a bit unfriendly.
Luoyang glanced at him: "Don't talk nonsense, try to get up now."
"You!" Song Haichang was immediately angry.
Luoyang said calmly: "If you want to be angry, wait until I'm gone before you get angry again, otherwise you'll have another stroke. Who's to blame?"
Song Haichang almost carried it in one breath.
Boom!
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." Luoyang said.
The door opens.
Song Dongming walked in, followed by a person, it was Ye Zi.
"Sun Xiao
Sister, you are here too." Ye Zi first greeted Sun Shangxiang.
Sun Shangxiang bowed slightly: "I came here with Luoyang Sang. We were watching pandas at the panda base."
Ye Zi glanced at Luoyang, with something in her eyes.
You go see pandas with her again, and tonight I will let you turn into a panda!
However, what came out of Ye Zi's mouth was: "Luoyang, how is my dad?"
Luoyang was also able to calm down and replied seriously: "Sister Ye, Mr. Song is fine. I'm letting him get up and try."
Song Dongming strode over, crying: "Dad, how do you feel? Get up quickly and try. If you feel any discomfort, just tell Dr. Luo."
"I can't die yet!" Song Haichang said angrily, and then tried to get up with his hands on his hands.
Song Dongming reached out to help him, but was pushed away by Song Haichang.qδ
Just this action has shown that Luoyang's treatment is effective and the effect is excellent.
Song Haichang landed on his feet and took a step forward, but his left leg was still lame and he almost fell to the ground.
This time Song Dongming stepped forward in time to help him.
"Why am I still lame in my leg?" Song Haichang looked at Luoyang with an unkind look.
Luoyang smiled: "Why is your face so long?"
Song Haichang's face suddenly darkened. How could he not be able to hear the underlying meaning of what Luoyang was saying?
Luoyang added another sentence: "I have to say it in front of you, do you think the little money your son gave you is as big as the sky? Let me tell you, if it weren't for Sister Ye's sake, I would
I'm too lazy to come and treat you. Why your leg is lame and who you go to have nothing to do with me."
Song Haichang endured his anger and said, "How much will it cost to treat my leg? Please give me a price."
Luoyang smiled and said: "Isn't it good that you are lame? I don't lack those three melons and two dates. With your attitude, I won't treat you no matter how much money you have."
"You——" Song Haichang was so angry that he was shaking all over again.
Luoyang said: "If you have another stroke, I won't care."
Ye Zi pulled Luoyang's arm: "Stop saying a few words, you go out first, I will come down to find you later."
Luoyang nodded and walked towards the door.
Sun Shangxiang nodded to Ye Zi and followed.
As soon as she arrived in Luoyang, Kusama Shiji who was walking behind her suddenly reached out and hooked her foot.
"Oops!" Sun Shangxiang exclaimed, losing his balance and falling to the ground.
Luoyang instinctively turned around and put his arms around Sun Shangxiang's waist.
Under the action of inertial force, Sun Shangxiang completely fell into Luoyang's arms, with one hand hooked around Luoyang's neck. The two headlights also pressed against Luoyang's chest due to the tilted position, causing them to be severely deformed.
Ye Zi had seen this scene since Sun Shangxiang's exclamation. When Luoyang reached out to hug Sun Shangxiang, her eyes nearly popped out of her sockets. Not to mention, she saw Sun Shangxiang again.
The pair of luxury car headlights pressed against Luoyang's chest, and she couldn't help but want to rush forward.
However, she finally restrained herself.
Luoyang was so nervous that he didn't dare to stay for even a second, and then helped Sun Shangxiang up. However, knowing that Ye Zi would be jealous, he still asked politely: "Miss Sun, are you okay?"
Sun Shangxiang bowed to Luoyang: "I'm fine, thank you."
Luoyang glanced at Ye Zi and found that Ye Zi was glaring at him. He coughed dryly and said, "It's okay, let's go out first."
"Hi." Sun Shangxiang responded obediently and followed Luoyang out.
Kusama Shiji followed closely, with a mysterious smile on her lips.