Chu Ye quickly started with these topics that Zhou Bingbing was interested in and gradually opened her heart.
From this, Chu Ye learned that Zhou Bingbing used to be a cheerful girl, but she fell into panic after getting sick.
Then she entered the treatment stage. Ever since she entered this house, she felt like a caged bird.
Although she has clothes to eat and food to eat every day, Zhou Bingbing is not free at all.
No matter when she was sleeping or waking up, there were two women standing in the house, waiting for her orders at any time.
That feeling is more like cold surveillance than meticulous care.
Chu Ye thought that this was what Zhou Fan did wrong, and he obviously lacked true care for his granddaughter.
But he seemed to have no choice at the time.
After all, muscular dystrophy is a difficult disease worldwide, and treatment requires a lot of money.
Zhou Fan must be a tough man and devote himself to business in order to get more medical expenses.
Chu Ye felt that there was nothing wrong with these two people, it was just that their feelings and relationship were misaligned.
Now Chu Ye not only has to treat Zhou Bingbing's superficial illness, but also her inner illness.
At this point in the conversation, Zhou Bingbing no longer rejects Chu Ye.
"To be honest, the housekeeper told me about you before you came here."
"I thought you were just pretending to be a quack doctor just to buy my grandfather's factory!"
"But now it seems that you are a quack or not. I don't know. At least you are a very interesting person."
Chu Ye also deliberately pretended to be angry at this time and rolled up his sleeves.
"Dare you say I'm a quack?
Then I have to prove it to you!"
Then Chu Ye took out the silver needle and looked at the two maids next to him.
"Come here, come closer!"
Looking at Chu Ye's fierce look and the sharp silver needle in his hand.
Anyone who sees it will feel extremely timid.
"You...what are you going to do?"
"do what?
Of course I’m treating you!”
"Cure?
I’m not sick…ah!”
One of the maids said as she watched Chu Ye pierce the silver needle into her body.
I thought it would be very painful, and this guy even screamed in advance.
But soon she subconsciously looked back because she really didn't seem to feel anything.
"Why don't you feel anything when you get an acupuncture?"
"Of course, you don't have to look at who I am. Can you compare me with those quacks?"
"And if you want to feel something, you'll be here right away!"
While speaking, Chu Ye stretched out his hand and twisted it, and the silver needle slowly turned in a circle.
The maid instantly felt a refreshing feeling.
"It's so comfortable...how could this happen..." "It's nothing, there's nothing serious about your body. It's just that you're very tired from staying up all night."
"I just stimulated your acupuncture points, which relieved your fatigue to a great extent."
"I believe you can have a good sleep when you go back today!"
This really hit the spot, and the maid was so happy.
She was one of the people who stayed up late to take care of Zhou Bingbing.
I just changed my shift a few days ago, but I haven't been able to adjust to the time difference since I changed my shift.
Eventually it turned into the current state of depression.
Chu Ye smiled slightly, then pulled out the silver needle and turned to look at Zhou Bingbing.
"Now you should trust my medical skills, right?"
Zhou Bingbing nodded seriously, indeed Chu Ye's series of miraculous operations just now convinced him.
However, Zhou Bingbing also had some doubts in her heart.
After she got sick, whether it was through the doctor's description or the information she found online.
I already knew what kind of disease I was suffering from.
Therefore, Zhou Bingbing said it carefully.
"Of course I am willing to believe you, but it will be difficult to cure me."
"Wouldn't this ruin your reputation?"
Seeing this, Chu Ye could only smile and shake his head again.
"I have only seen doctors worry about their patients, but I have never seen patients worry about their doctors."
"Don't worry, I'm sure of myself!"
After saying that, Chu Ye stretched out his hand, and Zhou Bingbing also passed her hand over with confidence.
Chu Ye's small move of grabbing Zhou Bingbing's wrist caused Zhou Bingbing to frown.
Chu Ye observed this small detail in his heart and at the same time slowed down the intensity of his fingers.
"It seems that her illness is really related to emotions. Why is it so serious when she is not angry?"
"You can't even bear the strength of my grip?"
Then Chu Ye gradually became serious, closing his eyes and feeling Zhou Bingbing's pulse.
Chu Ye didn't see too many problems from the pulse, but this cannot be regarded as the only argument.
Later, Chu Ye picked up a silver needle and inserted it into an acupuncture point on Zhou Bingbing's arm.
After the silver needle entered the acupuncture point, Chu Ye could instantly feel something abnormal.
The Western medical community’s discussion of muscular dystrophy is actually not completely unified.
But it is generally divided into neurogenic and myogenic atrophy.
At present, it seems that the cause of Zhou Bingbing's illness should be the first.
Take epilepsy as an example, the abnormal symptoms of epileptic patients.
In fact, it is just the wrong discharge of the cerebral cortex that causes various adverse symptoms in patients.
Zhou Bingbing's current condition is also the same. The electrical signals that can control the muscles cannot be transmitted.
This made Zhou Bingbing feel sore and weak all over, and she was bedridden all the time.
Once the cause of the disease is identified, the next step will be much easier.
Chu Ye used silver needles as a medium and began to slowly guide those electrical signals to restore Zhou Bingbing's body to normal.
This operation sounds simple, but in fact it is very difficult.
After all, each human body contains countless cells, and you want to control some of them.
This requires extremely high mental concentration and a mind that is beyond ordinary people's thinking.
Chu Ye seemed extremely serious at this time, and in the end he even forgot about the passage of time.
He didn't know that when he was concentrating on treatment.
Zhou Bingbing, who was on the hospital bed, was carefully studying this young and handsome face.
"It seems the book is right. Men who work hard are really handsome!"
Zhou Bingbing looked a little shy after this thought came to her mind.
The subconscious contraction of the body interrupted Chu Ye's treatment process.
Chu Ye gradually woke up from that immersive mood and glanced at Zhou Bingbing.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Zhou Bingbing then raised her arm, and then she was surprised to find that it actually worked! "I can lift it up! Although the height is not high..." Zhou Bingbing was very happy, and Chu Ye also pulled out a piece of paper.
Wipe the sweat.
"Muscular dystrophy is really a worldwide problem. It almost stumped me."
"It seems that your condition requires continuous staged treatment."
At this point, there was a sound of footsteps outside the ward.