Ningrou's cheeks were all pale, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to bury her head in the soil.
This shy look makes her even more beautiful, making people drool.
"I don't feel any pain anymore, you can take your hands away..." Ning Rou murmured softly.
She felt like her face was on fire, and she didn't dare to look at Wu Yong's hot eyes. She couldn't help but feel annoyed in her heart: It was so embarrassing that she actually made that kind of sound like screaming in bed.
Hearing this, Wu Yong smiled and reluctantly took his hand away.
He coughed softly, looked away, and asked, "How is it? Are my medical skills okay?"
Ning Rou nodded like garlic and sighed: "It's amazing. I've gone to many famous doctors to no avail, but you just rubbed it for me and it doesn't hurt anymore!"
At first, Ning Rou didn't believe that Wu Yong could cure her old problem, but she couldn't bear to refuse, so she let Wu Yong give it a try.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yong really helped her cure her illness.
Now Ning Rou did not dare to look down on Wu Yong, and her eyes became more and more curious when she looked at Wu Yong, thinking: Wu Yong's information is ordinary, but he didn't expect that he had such powerful medical skills hidden deep inside.
Ning Rou's reaction made Wu Yong very satisfied. He smiled proudly. The inherited medical skills were indeed extraordinary.
Just now, in addition to using special massage techniques, he also used Chaos Qi to help Ningrou dissolve the accumulated cold energy in the body, and naturally treat the minor problem of dysmenorrhea.
"Wu Yong, will you treat other diseases?" Ning Rou looked at Wu Yong with curious eyes and asked.
"Of course, I can treat basically any disease you can think of." Wu Yong nodded.
"It's true. Are you bragging?" Ningrou said doubtfully, "Can terminal diseases be cured? For example, cancer."
"In my opinion, cancer is not a terminal disease, it just takes some time to treat." Wu Yong said in a relaxed tone.
This is not a boast.
Strictly speaking, Master Shenji's medical skills are almost equivalent to those of the Immortal Family.
Wu Yong got his inheritance. Even if he encounters cancer, he can still be cured with some effort.
Ning Rou curled her lips, but thought Wu Yong was bragging.
She thought to herself: Give it some sunshine and it will shine, let’s see if I don’t expose you.
So she raised the corner of her lips, with the idea of scaring Wu Yong, and teased: "So you are still a miracle doctor. It happens that my friend's family has cancer. I will take you to get treatment in two days. How about you?"
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Wu Yong responded casually: "Okay."
He was looking for an opportunity to test his medical skills, and this opportunity was a dream come true.
Ning Rou was surprised for a moment and thought to herself that he was really a tough-talking guy who would not shed tears until he saw the coffin. She wanted to see how Wu Yong would end up when he was helpless.
After making a verbal appointment with Wu Yong and going to a friend's house two days later, Ning Rou started the car again and drove Wu Yong to a high-end restaurant.
Ningrou seemed to come here often and ordered a table of dishes with ease.
Wu Yong hadn't eaten for two days, so he devoured everything. After a while, the table was in a mess.
On a table next to them, two men in unusual clothes were sitting.
One of the young men was frowning and looking at Wu Yong with disdain, "Where did the starving ghost come from? It's so ugly and unappetizing to eat."
A middle-aged man sat opposite him and said in a flattering manner: "Master Ye, would you like me to call the person in charge of the restaurant and ask for a private room, so as not to affect your appetite."
Mr. Ye waved his hand and said: "No, just take a few bites. I will finish treating your father later. I still have two patients to see, so there is no need to waste time on such a trivial matter."
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, it's all under Young Master Ye's orders."
While he was talking, there was a sudden commotion in the restaurant, and someone started shouting.
"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, what's wrong with you!"
"Mr. Xu, wake up and don't scare me!"
The middle-aged man looked around and saw a group of people gathered not far away. It seemed that someone was suffering from an emergency.
"Master Ye, someone seems to have fainted."
"Let's go take a look."
Young Master Ye and the middle-aged man stood up at the same time and approached the crowd.
Ning Rou, who was next to her, also heard the commotion. She watched with great curiosity and patted Wu Yong, who was still eating.
"Wu Yong, don't eat yet. Someone seems to have fainted. Let's go take a look."
"Well, what's so interesting about fainting?"
Wu Yong was in the middle of eating, with a piece of roast duck stuffed in his mouth, and his words were slurred.
"You are not a doctor. It is your bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Come with me quickly."
After saying that, Ning Rou couldn't help but force Wu Yong to come over.
There were several layers of people inside and outside, and in the middle was a man in a suit lying on the ground. He was about fifty years old. Judging from the expensive watch on his wrist, he must have an unusual identity.
The man was lying upright with a pale face. Next to him, a beautiful young woman wearing an OL short skirt and flesh-colored stockings was looking anxiously.
"Hey, this person looks so familiar. Isn't he Xu Zhihao?"
"Who is Xu Zhihao?"
"You are so ignorant that you don't even know about Xu Zhihao! You must know about Tianchen Group, right? Xu Zhihao is the president of Tianchen Group and one of the top ten richest people in Jiangnan City!"
"It turns out it's him!"
After people around him said this, everyone knew that the man who fainted was actually Xu Zhihao, a well-known man in Jiangnan City.
Xu Zhihao is worth billions. He has built dozens of properties in Jiangnan City and has three large shopping malls under his name. He is very famous in Jiangnan City.
"It's really Xu Zhihao, I've seen him on TV." When Ning Rou saw this, she covered her mouth in surprise, turned her head and asked, "Wu Yong, what's wrong with him?"
"he……"
Just as Wu Yong was about to speak, a voice suddenly sounded next to him.
"Sudden myocardial infarction."
The person who spoke was Mr. Ye. After he spoke, everyone around him turned to him.
The bewildered young woman looked over with wide eyes: "Yes, yes, you are right, Mr. Xu's heart has been bad! Are you a doctor? Please save Mr. Xu!"
Mr. Ye nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, I've heard Mr. Xu's name, so I'll make an exception and save him."
At this time, someone questioned:
"Young man, are you okay? Myocardial infarction is not a minor illness. It may lead to death. You'd better wait for the ambulance to come and take you to the hospital."
"That's right, don't kill people instead of saving them."
"Let me do it. I am an intern at the First People's Hospital. I will give him artificial respiration."
Everyone was talking a lot, obviously distrusting the young Mr. Ye.
The beautiful young woman also showed questioning eyes.
At this time, the middle-aged man behind Mr. Ye sneered.
"A bunch of ignorant guys, do you know who Mr. Ye is!"
"Young Master Ye is the grandson of Miracle Doctor Ye - Ye Tian. He is known as the Little Miracle Doctor in Jiangnan City. On weekdays, if he is asked to take action, it will cost hundreds of thousands of medical fees at least. Whether or not he will give diagnosis and treatment depends on Young Master Ye's mood.
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"How dare you question Mr. Ye, you are so stupid!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked. (To be continued)