"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."
Jiang Ming was helpless and shrugged his shoulders.
Why are these people always so suspicious? Doctors are here to save people, how could they harm them?
This would be a violation of conscience for a doctor who would harm people.
Seeing what Jiang Ming said, Jiang Wan Ziwen hesitated, clenched his sleeves in his hands, lowered his head, feeling a little at a loss.
"I won't give you time to think about it. If you don't want to be treated, I won't force you."
Jiang Ming turned around and planned to leave.
He also wanted to continue drinking a few sips of tea. The tea was quite good and tasted delicious.
Seeing Jiang Ming about to leave, Jiang Wan Ziwen couldn't help but become anxious. He quickly stood up and shouted to Jiang Ming, "Ning Caichen, wait a minute!"
She felt very helpless in her heart.
Why is Ning Caichen leaving so soon?
Why didn't you give her any more advice?
Jiang Ming stopped and turned to look at Jiang Wan Ziwen, with a faint smile on his lips, "Miss Jiang Wan Ziwen, have you considered it?"
He felt a little strange.
Isn't Jiang Wan Ziwen very afraid that he will kill her?
Now I have changed my mind and let myself treat her.
Jiang Wan Ziwen still hesitated, lowered his head, became very confused, and begged, "Ning Caichen, just let me think about it, okay?"
Jiang Ming inexplicably sympathized with Jiang Wan Ziwen in front of him, and nodded and said, "Okay, but I won't give you much time, just start now for a quarter of an hour."
When Jiang Wan Ziwen heard that it was only a quarter of an hour, his heart trembled.
Why did Ning Caichen give her so little time? How could she think well with such little time?
Thinking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen wanted to buy himself some more time, but Jiang Ming seemed to notice it and said carefully, "It's only a quarter of an hour. You can't add any more time. Don't even think about it."
"Ah!" Jiang Wan Ziwen felt helpless, and finally he could only sigh and said, "Ning Caichen, I have thought about it. I am willing to let you treat me. I hope you can treat me."
Jiang Wan Ziwen has already recognized the reality.
She has to take this step now, and she has to take this step.
This disease has troubled her for many years. When Jiang Wanziwen thought of those painful experiences and being laughed at, her whole body started to tremble.
She doesn't want to, and she doesn't want to be troubled by such a condition anymore.
"Okay, since you are willing to believe me, I won't let you down. However, if I can't treat it well, there is nothing I can do. I can only give it a try."
Jiang Ming vaccinated Jiang Wan Ziwen in advance so that Jiang Wan Ziwen could be mentally prepared.
Jiang Wan Ziwen clenched his hands, feeling that his illness was unlikely to be cured, so he gave up and said, "It doesn't matter, it's up to you."
Jiang Ming understood Jiang Wan Ziwen's attitude and said comfortingly, "Your disease can definitely be cured. I will try my best."
Jiang Wan Ziwen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Ming, feeling warm in his heart, "Thank you, Ning Caichen."
She suddenly felt that Ning Caichen seemed very nice, and he was quite suitable as a friend.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wan Ziwen raised his head and said to Jiang Ming sincerely, "Ning Caichen, I was wrong about what happened before. I was so rude. Thank you for being willing to tolerate me."
Hearing what Jiang Wan Ziwen said, Jiang Ming didn't care about what happened just now. He said gently, "It's all over. It's nothing at all. Don't think too much about it."
The warm current in Jiang Wan Ziwen's heart flashed through one piece after another, and he looked at Jiang Ming.
She suddenly felt very lucky to know Ning Caichen.
"You all should step aside for a moment."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Ming looked at everyone and spoke carefully.
This Jiang Wan Ziwen wants to save face. No matter what, we still have to give this Jiang Wan Ziwen some separate space.
Everyone could understand what Jiang Ming said, glanced at Jiang Wan Ziwen, and then left one after another.
Jiang Wan Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, and the warmth in his heart became even greater.
Ning Caichen's actions really touched her.
Jiang Ming approached Jiang Wan Ziwen, leaned in front of her, and said softly and gently, "Take off your veil. As for your injured face, I will keep it a secret."
Jiang Wan Ziwen's face couldn't help but turn red, his cheeks as red as peach blossoms, "Okay, I understand."
Jiang Ming carefully took off Jiang Wan Ziwen's veil.
The pustules and acne on Jiang Wan Ziwen's face were clearly displayed in front of him, and they looked extremely oozing.
"Don't look..."
Jiang Wan Ziwen couldn't help but cover his face, tears streaming down his face.
She was in agony, and her hands and body were trembling.
This was the first time someone had seen her ugly side.
Even if it was Princess Qingmiao or Zhu Asi and the others just now, they only saw a little bit of her face.
"It's okay, it'll be cured later. Don't cover your face, I won't be able to heal you."
Jiang Ming sighed inwardly.
Jiang Wan Ziwen is also quite pitiful. If this disease occurs in her daughter, it will greatly affect her ability to meet the person she likes in the future.
Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Jiang Wan Ziwen couldn't help but feel comforted, and slowly lowered his hands.
Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen like this, Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the silver needle he had used before, and wiped it with a handkerchief.
Jiang Wan Ziwen became nervous and his body trembled even more.
Seeing Jiang Wan Ziwen's appearance, Jiang Ming frowned, "You can't do this, I can't insert the needle anymore."
"Don't tremble, calm down, everything will pass."
Jiang Ming tried his best to comfort Jiang Wan Ziwen's emotions.
Jiang Wan Ziwen raised his eyebrows and with determination to die, he immediately took a deep breath and closed his eyes tightly, "Ning Caichen, I'm ready, come on."
Jiang Ming understood what Jiang Wan Ziwen meant and immediately inserted the silver needle from the temple of Jiang Wan Ziwen's forehead to the bridge of his nose.
In total, he used up all the silver needles.
Jiang Wan Ziwen's symptoms are similar to those of the previous weirdos, except that Jiang Wan Ziwen's disease is hereditary, not late-stage.
So after these silver needle treatments, he had to prepare some medicines to stabilize Jiang Wan Ziwen's condition.
After an hour, Jiang Ming pulled out the silver needles in order.
The pustules on Jiang Wanziwen's face immediately began to flow with blood and pus, but the flow was very small. It only flowed on the pustules and did not flow out of the cheeks.
Jiang Wan Ziwen felt a slight sting, but later he felt the pain became more and more painful. It was a little unbearable for a while, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.
She knew that this was a pain she had to go through, and when her face healed, she would be free and carefree every day.
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