Chapter 7 A Conservative Estimate for Five Minutes
"Cure?"
Wu Yanmei was startled, pulled Yang Mu, and whispered:
"Yang Mu, don't talk nonsense! When will you treat people's illnesses? Besides, how do you know that someone is...not in good health?"
From Cai Dafen's attitude, she judged that the woman in cheongsam in front of her might really have the ability to help solve problems, but Yang Mu's words really confused her. She even said that someone was sick, and also said that he could cure her.
good!
This is absolutely random!
If such a rich and powerful woman is really sick, it means that the disease must be difficult to cure, otherwise, it would have been cured long ago.
In Wu Yanmei's view, it was impossible for Yang Mu to have the ability to treat this woman. If he had that ability, he would not work as a waiter in his bar.
She knew very well how moody people from this upper class could be. In the end, if the other party found out that Yang Mu was playing tricks on her, she would be in big trouble!
Cai Dafen laughed loudly, pointed at Yang Mu's nose, and cursed:
"You dare to say that Miss Shang is sick? Shut your crow mouth! I think you are the only one who is sick! If Miss Shang really has a physical problem, there will naturally be experts to treat her. How could it be the turn of a low-level kid like you?
Come on. If you still want to hit me, you won’t be able to survive in the next life!"
Song Yuankai couldn't laugh, and his expression changed. Before he could speak, Shang Qingdai said lightly: "Yes. As long as you can help me cure my headache, I can help you do these two things."
Ga!
The smile on Cai Dafen's face froze, her neck was a little stiff, and she turned her head to look at Shang Qingdai: "Miss Shang, you——"
Shang Qingdai did not look at her and said slowly: "Headache has been bothering me for nearly twenty years. I have been to many hospitals for examinations, but I can't find out what's going on.
If he can cure me, you give him ten slaps and promise not to cause trouble to the people around him. Regardless of whether he can cure me or not, I owe you the Song family a favor."
Cai Dafen's face fell. Although she really wanted Shang Qingdai's favor, she really didn't want to be whipped, let alone a guy she regarded as trash!
Song Yuankai looked happy, looked at Cai Dafen, and said angrily:
"What are you worried about? Miss Shang has been to so many hospitals and consulted countless experts, but she has not been able to cure her headache. Do you think this kid can do it?"
Cai Dafen looked at her husband who was blinking at her and suddenly realized, yes, how could this guy cure Miss Shang's disease? If he was better than the doctors in big hospitals, how could he be a waiter serving tea and water?
Just agree to it yourself!
Anyway, this kid can't be cured. He doesn't need to be beaten, and he can still get Miss Shang's favor for free. This is basically the best of both worlds!
She was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Miss Shang has already spoken, how can I have any opinion? I'm afraid that this guy is deceiving you and there is no way he can cure your disease. Don't worry, wait a while, if he can't
After your illness is cured, I will take good care of him!"
Hearing this, the few people brought by Song Yuankai geared up and stared at Yang Mu with ferocious smiles on their faces.
"How you plan to treat me and what equipment you need, I will have someone prepare it now. If you need some high-end equipment, come with me to our business's private hospital. There should be all the equipment you need."
Shang Qingdai looked at Yang Mu with some interest in her eyes.
She noticed that what the other party just said was to tell the Song family and Yan Zhengyang not to cause trouble for the people around him. In other words, he was not afraid that others would cause trouble for him?
"No need to bother, just give me two silver needles." Yang Mu said.
"Silver needle, Chinese medicine?" Shang Qingdai was a little surprised.
Wu Yanmei was extremely anxious, thinking that Yang Mu was just fooling around, and was deeply afraid that Yang Mu would not cure the patient's disease with the silver needle, but instead stab the patient into problems, so she whispered:
"Yang Mu, when did you learn acupuncture, why didn't I know?"
"Before today, Sister Mei, you didn't know that I am very good at fighting, right?" Yang Mu looked at her and smiled.
Wu Yanmei was speechless for a moment.
"Do you have any silver needles at home?" Shang Qingdai looked at Song Yuankai and Cai Dafen.
Cai Dafen glanced at Yang Mu with disdain and said with a sneer to Shang Qingdai: "Miss Shang, are you kidding me? Who among those who are somewhat literate these days would believe in Chinese medicine!
They are just a group of swindlers. Our family has a private doctor, but that is Western medicine, and there is no silver needle."
Song Yuankai said: "I don't have silver needles at home, but there is a traditional Chinese medicine dispensary not far from us, which should sell silver needles. I will ask someone to buy a set now!"
Shang Qingdai was about to nod when she heard Yang Mu say: "It's too troublesome. Since there is no silver needle, I can just use my hands."
Directly with your hands?
Everyone was stunned.
They have all heard of silver needle treatment in traditional Chinese medicine. As for treatment with hands, what is this?
Shang Qingdai's eyes fell on Yang Mu again, and she suddenly felt that this person was very unreliable:
"What do you mean by manual therapy? Is it possible that if you press my head a few times, my headache will be cured?"
Her words were somewhat sarcastic, but Yang Mu actually nodded directly.
Cai Dafen burst out laughing: "Hahaha! Ouch, I'm laughing to death! Did this little bastard come from the circus and be responsible for making jokes?
Miss Shang, you have been to so many hospitals but have not been able to cure your illness, yet he actually said that it will be cured with a few clicks! In my opinion, he is just playing tricks on you!"
There was a bit of coldness in Shang Qingdai's eyes as she stared at Yang Mu: "Massage treatment? How long do you think it will take for me to recover after your treatment?"
Yang Mu thought for a while and said: "A conservative estimate is that five minutes is definitely enough! If there is a silver needle, the speed can be faster. If you use your hands directly, the speed will be slower."
Five minutes!
Still a conservative estimate!
And it’s still a slower method!
Song Yuankai also had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Shang Qingdai's face darkened slightly, and she was completely sure that the other party was playing tricks on her.
The problem that has troubled me for nearly 20 years has been cured by so many experts. This person can be cured by a massage in five minutes?
This is making yourself look like a fool.
Just when she was about to get angry, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her temples, as if two needles were piercing her head directly. The intense pain caused her body to sway and fall backwards.
"Miss Shang!"
Song Yuankai and Cai Dafen were both startled, thinking that this was an illness?
Just when Shang Qingdai was about to fall to the ground, Yang Mu stretched out his hand and Shang Qingdai fell forward, with her head resting on Yang Mu's chest.
"you--"
Shang Qingdai thought that the other party was taking advantage of her, but she saw Yang Mu holding both sides of her head with both hands and pressing his thumbs on her temples.
A cool feeling surged from her temples, so comfortable that Shang Qingdai almost hummed.