Seeing two elders in the office, Mo Yuhong became sensitive. She, who always pays attention to etiquette, was so stunned that she forgot to say hello.
"Sister Hong, these two are both miracle doctors." Ding Fan briefly introduced.
"Hello!" Mo Yuhong forced a smile, secretly pulled Ding Fan, and whispered: "Xiao Fan, I saw something was wrong with your expression yesterday. Are they here to see me?"
Such a distance of chatting could not be hidden from the ears of Lan Yaoshi and his wife, but they looked calmly and looked away, pretending not to hear.
"Sister Hong, I think there may be something wrong with your health." Ding Fan said.
"I'm not sick. I just got the physical form from the group and everything is normal." Although he said this, Mo Yuhong's expression changed slightly. He knows his own situation best.
"It's not a disease in the ordinary sense, it should be called a heart disease." Ding Fan could only say this.
On the contrary, Mo Yuhong was a little relieved. She had misunderstood it wrong and only thought about the emotional aspect of stress. Unexpectedly, a grass grew in her heart.
Poisonous weed.
"Sister Hong, the two seniors are very kind, it doesn't hurt to take a look." Ding Fan persuaded.
"Did you specially invite me here? My illness is very serious?" Mo Yuhong asked worriedly.
"Let the miracle doctor take a look and we will know."
Well, Mo Yuhong took a deep breath, as if she had made a lot of determination, and then bowed deeply, "Then, I'll help you two."
Kuang Yunni waved her hand, smiled and asked her to sit next to her. His elegant and kind manner made Mo Yuhong feel very friendly, and he instantly relaxed a lot, so he sat down between the two of them.
Lan Ke motioned to Mo Yuhong to expose her wrist, and then gently put her fingers on it.
First the left hand, then the right hand, then back to the left hand.
It took a long time to take the pulse, and Mo Yuhong's heart twitched again. When Lan Ke finished taking the pulse, he quickly asked: "Miracle doctor, how is my illness?"
"Not light."
Lan Ke spoke bluntly, and Mo Yuhong shuddered and asked again: "Is it because I think too much?"
"This heart disease is not that heart disease. In fact, you have been infected with a strange poison, which has taken root in the heart, causing you to feel like you are burdened with things. You cannot sleep at night, but it is difficult to even dream when you fall asleep. When you wake up in the morning, the dream
If there is none, the feeling of loss is full, and day after day, it will make people feel depressed and world-weary.”
He is indeed a miracle doctor!
Mo Yuhong's eyes widened with shock. Returning to the busyness during the day and the helplessness at night, Mo Yuhong cried and beat her chest and said: "Miracle doctor, I, my life is not easy. Sometimes, I really feel
I can’t live anymore, but there are still people in this world that I care about.”
"I'm sorry for you, kid." Kuang Yunni whispered softly, gently stroking his back with his warm palms, and Mo Yuhong's mood gradually calmed down.
"Miracle doctor, is there a cure?" Mo Yuhong's eyes were full of expectation.
"There is no way to eradicate it, but acupuncture can temporarily suppress it. But treating the symptoms but not the root cause means that the toxins cannot be removed."
Mo Yuhong couldn't hide her disappointment, so Ding Fan advised: "Sister Hong, don't wait until the toxin takes effect and you will collapse first."
"Okay." Mo Yuhong agreed listlessly, and then asked: "Miracle doctor, how to treat it?"
"Acupuncture."
"Is now okay?"
Lan Ke nodded, and Kuang Yunni asked Mo Yuhong to lie flat on the sofa and said softly: "My child, there will be pain after applying one hundred and eight needles on the chest, please bear with it."
ah?
Mo Yuhong's expression changed again. She was not afraid of the pain, but more than a hundred needles would be applied to this area on her chest. Wouldn't it mean that she would have to take off all her clothes?
Ding Fan had no intention of clearing the place, and Mo Yuhong was embarrassed. Fortunately, Kuang Yunni just asked her to take off her coat.
When no silver needle appeared, Lan Ke raised his right middle finger and index finger, stared at it for a moment, and then pointed two centimeters away from his body.
ah!
Mo Yuhong cried out, partly out of pain, but more out of surprise, because there was an obvious stinging sensation.
Space acupuncture!
Mo Yuhong's eyes lit up, he was a miracle doctor, no doubt.
In fact, this is a true qi transformation needle, and the blue stone is also attrition, but the doctor has a parental heart, and the technique is so fast that people can't see clearly. Mo Yuhong only felt the pain so dense that it became flakes, and fragrant sweat oozed from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth
He persisted and didn't say another word.
After the acupuncture, Lan Ke closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing. Mo Yuhong's whole body was wet with sweat, but he was pleasantly surprised to find that he felt much better. "I can't describe how relaxed I feel at this moment. Thank you, miracle doctor!"
"Don't go to cold and cold places, and don't walk at night." Lan Ke warned.
Mo Yuhong knew the pros and cons and nodded in agreement.
Afterwards, Mo Yuhong asked for money, but Lan Ke and his wife confiscated it because the illness had not been cured.
Thanks again and again, Mo Yuhong left with a relaxed pace, but Lan Ke sighed, "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders. As a colleague, you have gods and men around you to help you."
"This divine word is very accurate." Ding Fan didn't say much and asked: "Senior, do you see anything special about her?"
"First of all, her poison has been tried to be sealed, otherwise the progress would be faster than it is now, so it would be easier for me to apply the acupuncture. Also, she should be wearing something to block the corpse energy, but after my investigation, there was no
I found a strange smell. It can only be said that it is some kind of small jewelry worn with me. This is what is strange." Lan Ke was full of admiration.
You can see Mo Yuhong at work. Ding Fan really didn't pay attention to what she usually wears, but it must be inconspicuous.
After drinking a cup of tea, Ding Fan called Lan Shan and learned that her adoptive parents were in the office, and she rushed over soon.
"Dad, Mom!" Lan Shan snuggled next to her elders childishly.
"This child, how old he is, is still acting coquettishly and is not afraid of Xiaofan's jokes." Kuang Yunni complained, but his eyes were full of doting.
"I'm his master's niece. If you have the ability, drive me out." Lan Shan lied.
"I really dare not, but as a disciple of the Huanyue Sect, I can still clean up the sect." Ding Fan said seriously.
"Master, I have spoken without restraint, so please forgive me." Lan Shan clasped her hands in fists, pretending to be frightened, which made everyone laugh.
Later, Lan Shan apologized: "Mom and Dad, I'm preparing for the International Super Model Contest these days, so I didn't come to see you."
"Silly boy, don't you make videos every day? It's the same."
Looking at her daughter, Kuang Yunni had a smile on her face. The biological mother and daughter were nothing more than this, they were just like the descendants of the Lan family. The Sikong family really had a poor relationship with their children.
The family of three went to find a place to eat, and Ding Fan called Ling Zifeng.
"Brother Ling, I have asked Lan Yaoshi and his wife to show it to Sister Hong. It has been suppressed for the time being. If you want to remove it, you must use the Good Fortune Pill."
"You mean, you have immortal roots?" Ling Zifeng asked.
"good."
After ten seconds of silence, Ling Zifeng replied in a bad mood, "I understand, thank you Xiaofan."
"Brother Ling, there is something I don't know whether to say or not?" Ding Fan asked.